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[h1][center]Sarah Hopkins[/center][/h1]

A beat-up old jeep sped down the highway, with a platinum blonde young woman behind the wheel. Traffic was bumper to bumper in the other direction, but the way she was going was all clear. Everyone was trying to escape from the disaster. The laptop in her passenger seat was relaying live coverage and crowdsourced footage of the attack. There were also some manila folders next to it, thick with information. The top one was labeled 'Power Rangers'.

Blue lights and a barricade were up ahead, and Sarah could see a destroyed car in flames further on. She slowed her jeep, then coolly pulled onto a side road. She parked, grabbed her camera, and continued on foot. Those cops were the least of her worries, but she was in a hurry, so she'd have to avoid them. She slunk down an alley and quickly climbed over some rubble to get closer. She could faintly hear clanking metal and plasma fire. This had to be the attack site.

Sarah's blood was pounding as she jogged forward, repeatedly checking either side to see if she'd been noticed. This was so dangerous. She wasn't armed nearly enough to tangle with a platoon of imperial soldiers. [i]'Just some pictures...'[/i] she assured herself, that was all she needed.

Suddenly Sarah stopped cold in her tracks. Someone was there. She held back her bright hair and peeked around the corner, catching sight of two imperial soldiers, charging down the street. Their backs were turned, but still, she was so shocked she could barely breathe. Once they'd walked a bit further out, Sarah regained the courage to raise her camera. She snapped a few pictures, but the sound of battle had grown more intense. There was a loud crackle of discharged energy and the deep rumbling of an attack's impact.

"I've got to see what's happening back there!" Sarah took off after the soldiers, looking for a good vantage point to get some footage.