Another day, another city. The young woman with bright blue eyes walked among the streets, her thoughts tuned toward the people around her. Would there be anyone here today that needed her 'assistance'? Of course, there had to be someone somewhere. She twirled her wavy jet black hair with her pale, slender fingers and closed her eyes. It would help her to think better, after all. With her eyes closed she sensed someone nearby, an elderly woman caught in the heat of the day. She was all alone. A smile darted across Hela's face. The perfect target.
Hela straightened her black shirt and set off across the plaza she had found herself in. She walked leisurely across the area, her black converse barely making a noise against the hot pavement. The older woman was across the street now as Hela settled onto a cement wall outside of one of the large buildings. Oh, how the family would weep of the old woman's demise. But it wouldn't be all that hard to whisk away. A simple heart attack as she crossed the street would do. Hela twisted the sterling silver ring around her right index finger that allowed her to use her powers out in the mortal world. Then she directed her thoughts toward the old woman. Yes, a heart attack seemed perfect for a woman in her condition. Her own eyes glowed orange for just a second as she worked her magic. Hela watched as the woman stumbled and fell, not managing to catch herself before she hit the pavement. People came to her aid almost immediately. They called for help, but it was all too late now.
Her job done, Hela remained where she was. She crossed her jean clad legs, bouncing her one foot. She wasn't alone in her disinterest in the woman of course. She just hoped to blend in enough to not appear suspicious, at least not to the mortal eye.