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What a peaceful, beautiful day in City City. The birds are singing, the children playing, the supers brawling and the sun shi- wait what?
Well, at least it was a few minutes ago. Outside of the City research facility, the day was playing out like it normally did. Workers coming and going, deliveries being made and patients checking in. Then, suddenly a woman went flying through the front door! And, if the fact that there are super people now confused you, this was not consensual flying. Right after her were three people trying to catch up with the airborne maiden. One man, and two women. The man was followed by four dogs, the first woman, really more of a girl, had long blades made out of something looking like ruby and the last one had no obvious signs to give away her power.
They all start to attack the girl, who we will call 3, now embedded in the parking garage across the way. 3 rips herself from the building, and with a horrifying smile throws a bolt of lightning at her attackers. It hits the girl with the blades, damn near blowing a hole clear through her. 3, her smile now turning into a look of panic fly's away (Consensually this time).
The girl with the blades (Lets call her mary) picks herself up, the hole in her abdomen sealed with the queer ruby stuff. She kicks a pole, leaving a dent. "General Preavy won't be happy about this" The man with the dogs (Lets call him Bob) says. The last one (Lets call her Tracy) snorts and say "General Bitch never is.".
OH GOD I CANT WRITE. IF I WERE YOU I WOULD QUIT BECAUSE THIS IS SO BAD.
SO
BAD