Teen Girl

“... fuucck... YOU!!” With all the **** she can muster, from some unknown reserve of energy, she kicks her right foot straight into Razorclaw’s balls. She rolls out of the way of his claw, and flies several feet into the air avoiding Big Package’s large fists. Jetpack throws a grenade at her and she grabs it, soaring several more feet before throwing it right back at the 3 of them. It explodes right in the face of Razorclaw and Big, but Jetpack easily flies out of harm’s way – and straight into a powerful right hook from Teen Girl, sending him straight through a brick wall behind him. Every movement she makes she grimaces with pain.

The smoke clears and it looks like Razorclaw is out for the count, but Big Package is just fine. The sirens are closing in and she considers her options. At the top of her mind is escape. Big Package can’t follow her if she flies, then he’ll have the police to deal with. He can deal with the police no problem... she realizes.

_God, I am so stupid... _She rips a street lamp straight of the concrete and charges at Big Package, she hurls it straight at him, it catches him in the head knocking him backwards and she could swear he grimaced. She flies in for a punch, but she’s hit like a baseball by the same street lamp... straight into her waist. She lands into the concrete of a building across the street, creating an indentation where she is. “Aagggggggh god that hurt!!” She grabs her waist, wondering just how many of her ribs are broken. He charges across the street, then leaps for her. She narrowly avoids him as he crashes into the building. He attempts to stand but his own weight collapse the weakened floor. He falls through each floor, 5 stories, right to the bottom.

Teen Girl gets a bright idea. Ripping another street lamp from the concrete, she systematically destroys all 4 corners of the building. Big Package rises, just in the middle of a charge towards her, when the whole building falls down on him.

“Nooooooooooooooo!!”

She falls to her knees. Panting. Completely exhausted and wracked with pain. A large jolt in the back wakes her up. “Nyaaaaaaaagh!!” Jetpack has reappeared, punching her in the back, his fist glowing blue with electrical energy. He places both hands on the sides of her head. “Die, bitch!!” Both hands glow and spark, her body contorts beneath him.

“Nahhghaghhgaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!” she moans painfully. Then she angrily swats him aside. He picks himself up, flying towards her. She stands, painfully, one arm holding herself, gritting through her teeth. He has a grenade at the ready. She sidesteps him, grabbing onto his back, flying with him. She grabs the grenade from him and shoves it up his jetback, her hand becoming scorched in the process. “NO!!” He yells. She lets go, landing gently on the ground.

BOOM! He lands in a heap, his armour destroyed.

The cops are in the process of taking away Razorclaw. He yells as she flies away – she can hear every word. “We’ll get you you fucking bitch!! We’ll find out who you are and we’ll make your life a living hell! You have no idea how large our syndicate is!”

The cool night air soothes her wracked body. She considers what she went through tonight. This power... it must have given me amazing reserves of energy... I thought I was dead for sure!