Scarlet
walked out of the office building and the sun’s heat washed over her. It was soothing and warm which, compared to
the air conditioned entranceway of Exact Molds, was a relief. She was greeted by two PPD squad cars and
officers pointing their guns toward her.
She
brushed her red hair out of her face as the wind cross-cut the road, her cape
billowing to the side.
“Is
there a problem officers?”
The
PPD blues relaxed and lowered their pistols with a smile. “Not anymore.
We were wondering what was happening in there. Is everything under control?” Scarlet recognized Sergeant Rizbowski’s voice
and turned to see the jovial smile greet her.
He was a frequent visitor to Dawn Patrol HQ and always brought donuts
along with tales of felonies committed by the craziest or stupidest crooks of
Paragon City. Chip always looked forward
to Rizbowski’s visits.
“But
of course!” She flashed her now famous
smirk to the Sergeant, and a few of the officers laughed.
Sergeant
Rizbowski pointed at her with a wide smile and said, “Hey, watch it. I still have to maintain order and look like
I’m in command.”
Before
Scarlet could respond she heard a familiar thud from above her and quickly
looked up in time to see the black ball shot slowly fall toward her. Instinctively her hands covered her head and
willed her defense field active. As the
round shot impacted against the barrier it exploded like a crack of thunder. Rizbowski was knocked off his feet and the
windows of the police cars shattered.
Scarlet was pushed into the sidewalk and the concrete shattered under
her feet. From the explosion a green
mist started to descend around the area.
Scarlet
recovered and knew instantly what happened: a Nemesis sniper tried to kill her
and the poison mist was a bonus for the shooter to kill some PPD on the side.
Not today pal.
She
had a few more seconds to consider her next move. Those Nemesis sniper rifles pack a serious
punch but had a notoriously (and thankfully) slow rate of fire. Scarlet started to cough from the gas and
moved toward Rizbowski to get him out of the area. His chest was blistered with shrapnel but he
was moving.
“Get
out of here! I’ll get Sarg!” Scarlet’s command boomed toward the officers
and they reacted instantly, all of them coughing as they ran. Pedestrians also headed her words and looked
for shelter or huddled next to building sides.
She grabbed Rizbowski by the arm and hauled him up.
Poomf
Rizbowski’s
body violently shook in her grasp as a ball shot burst through his chest and
cratered the concrete at his feet. Blood
splashed everywhere and he went limp.
Reflexively she willed herself to fly away while carrying her friend. The shot exploded in another growing mist of
green.
Not
seeing where she was going, Scarlet crashed into the building and almost
dropped Rizbowski. As the world came
into focus, she floated down using the building slope as cover and gently
dropped Rizbowski on the sidewalk. A PPD
officer with a rag over her mouth was moving toward Scarlet. Both were red-eyed but for different reasons.
Poomf
A
PPD car nearby seemed to implode upon itself before exploding in a shower of
debris. Scarlet intensified her sonic
field to protect the female officer and the shredded engine of the car bounced
off the barrier with a horrible crunch.
Scarlet
looked up and saw the sniper load another round. The anger boiled within and fueled a new
fire: revenge. She could hear Endless
One reminding her about duty and responsibility. She could also hear her own voice retort
about justice and fairness. What was
good for the goose was good for the gander, right?
Scarlet
shook her head – “Don’t think, act.”
Using
the building she launched herself up and flew directly away from the officer
dragging Rizbowski. Her flight was so
fast she created a small sonic boom above the street before abruptly stopping
in mid-air facing the sniper. He tracked
Scarlet as fast as he could but the rifle was restrictively heavy.
She
was on the move before he re-aligned.
Flying at a slight arc to keep him tracking, she fired herself at the
sniper, fists forward. She focused her
defense field around her but concentrated to allow her fists to be the first to
hit the sniper. A second before impact
she angled her arm bracer to parry the long barrel away from her as the bayonet
gleamed in the sunlight.
Impact.
From
the street all one could see was a blue streak slam into the building
perch. A cloud of stone erupted and
slowly showered the street below.
Inside
the building, Scarlet recovered first and coughed through the dust-filled
air. Sparks erupted from an electrical
cord and something metallic fell from the ceiling. She stood and surveyed the area. Carpet was pulled up and torn, cubicles were
shattered and some office personnel were either whimpering or scrambling away
from the two combatants. No one seemed
injured to Scarlet’s relief. Then she
found the sniper.
He
was slowly lifting himself up with one hand while taking off his helmet with the
other. Blood ran down his face and his
jaw didn’t seem to fit in place. He spat
blood but seemed determined to continue.
Scarlet jumped up and charged the sniper. Feet first she kicked the soldier up and back
down across the room.
Something
caught her attention below her and she noticed the rifle at her feet. Scarlet looked at the grunting Nemesis
soldier as he slowly tried to lift himself, then down at the rifle.
“What’s
good for the goose …” and she slowly knelt down to pick up the golden instrument. Her gloved hands touched the barrel and she
paused.
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Leehouse
fixed the case on the wall and took a few steps back. He scratched his head and turned to Sergeant
Darling. “That’s a strange item to put
on our walls don’t you think?”
“This
is an item to help us remember our duties, Leehouse. Sometimes, the greatest challenge in life is
to do what is right, not what is just.”
Darling was stoic and checking something off on a datapad as he spoke.
“I
know that, but …”, Leehouse shook his head and cut himself off. As he turned away he saw the Scarlet Scorpion
looking past him to the new decoration.
He stopped and nodded toward her.
Scarlet looked to Lee and smirked.
She turned on her heels and headed toward her office.
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