Elisabeth was bored.
Soooooooooooo bored.
She also really needed to get some work in soon. Rent was due and she was getting low on funds.
might have to rob another fuckin’ bank this point she pondered as she rounded the corner to check her third and final postbox registered to Force, in which old contacts would occasionally send her work. Nothing but an ad. She couldn’t believe that there was
still junk mail in 2099.
I am the one still using postboxes she realized. Phones had trackers though. The government was always watching, and she wanted to be as off the grid as she could manage in this city. She walks back out of the post office, and decides to go find a dark alley in which to change. She does.
Unfortunately, a rather creepy guy is in there. And when she turns into the alley, his eyes light up. She sees something poking out of his shirt. She sees that it is from his pocket, and his hand is also in there.
“alright little lady, hands up. You wanna live?” he asked, a devilish smile creeping over his face. She feigned fear for a moment. “Yeah? Thought so. Then do exactly as I say. First, y’all gonna take your clothes off-“
“Oh fuck that! I though you were just gonna try to take my wallet or something” she sighs angrily as she charges him. His gun goes off twice, hitting her both times.
ahhhh....yessss she thinks as the bullets hit her and her power grows, her hands giving off a blue glow. She tackles him, pinning him to the ground. Getting very close to his face, she hisses “there’s a certain kind of freak who doesn’t deserve to live in this world, and there is no honor in using others for their body,” and then snaps his neck. She quickly takes off her outer layer, hiding her backpack on a roof after climbing a nearby fire escape. She sees the police moving to the alley (someone probably heard those gunshots, she reasoned), and quickly moved away from the area, headed towards an area of downtown that often saw heroes act to protect the locals.
She was
definitely getting up to some shit now.