1 month later
The man's fist landed flat on her forehead as she leaned into the punch. It hurt but not as bad as it could have been. The well-dressed attacker pulled back for a second attempt but didn’t get the chance. Even struggling with her arms held by two other brawly men, Kathryn was able to defend herself. She coiled a long leg between her attacker’s legs and pulled back, the effect having pulled a leg from under him. He thudded to the floor which gave The Scarlet Scorpion the second she needed to deal with the other two on her arms.
With a verbal heave she lifted her captors and launched them forward and away, the look of surprise on their faces as they sailed from the alleyway into the street. One crashed into a parking meter, exploding it’s riches to the pavement. The other wrapped himself around a streetlight. There were screams of surprise and horror mixed with falling coins from the street.
Kathryn looked down at the recovering businessman and kicked him hard in the chest. She heard a distinctive snap before he was sent up and away from her. He landed with a “plop” and Kathryn ran forward. He was cowering from her as she grabbed his collar and dragged him to the street where a crowd was forming around the other two. As she appeared in the light Kathryn underhand threw the man like a heavy garbage bag toward his friends. The crowd parted slightly at the sight and he landed hard against his friends.
She pounced on him. Grabbing his collar again, she lifted him against the streetlight with her elbows grinding broken rib bones. He winced in pain and Kathryn calculated the fight was out of him.
“I am The Scarlet Scorpion. Tell your friends. I’ll be watching all of you.”
The man looked at her with trembling lips but seemed to regain his composure through the pain. “The Family will know and never forget. Consider yourself dead.” He gathered a wad of saliva in his mouth and Kathryn threw him to the ground before he could spit.
“Typical”, she muttered and put a leather boot over his mouth.
The man's fist landed flat on her forehead as she leaned into the punch. It hurt but not as bad as it could have been. The well-dressed attacker pulled back for a second attempt but didn’t get the chance. Even struggling with her arms held by two other brawly men, Kathryn was able to defend herself. She coiled a long leg between her attacker’s legs and pulled back, the effect having pulled a leg from under him. He thudded to the floor which gave The Scarlet Scorpion the second she needed to deal with the other two on her arms.
With a verbal heave she lifted her captors and launched them forward and away, the look of surprise on their faces as they sailed from the alleyway into the street. One crashed into a parking meter, exploding it’s riches to the pavement. The other wrapped himself around a streetlight. There were screams of surprise and horror mixed with falling coins from the street.
Kathryn looked down at the recovering businessman and kicked him hard in the chest. She heard a distinctive snap before he was sent up and away from her. He landed with a “plop” and Kathryn ran forward. He was cowering from her as she grabbed his collar and dragged him to the street where a crowd was forming around the other two. As she appeared in the light Kathryn underhand threw the man like a heavy garbage bag toward his friends. The crowd parted slightly at the sight and he landed hard against his friends.
She pounced on him. Grabbing his collar again, she lifted him against the streetlight with her elbows grinding broken rib bones. He winced in pain and Kathryn calculated the fight was out of him.
“I am The Scarlet Scorpion. Tell your friends. I’ll be watching all of you.”
The man looked at her with trembling lips but seemed to regain his composure through the pain. “The Family will know and never forget. Consider yourself dead.” He gathered a wad of saliva in his mouth and Kathryn threw him to the ground before he could spit.
“Typical”, she muttered and put a leather boot over his mouth.
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