It all started with a superhero, one who vowed to help save the world and use her powers for good....But how can one keep a promise if they don't remember making it?
What happens when the lines to right and wrong blur? When promises have to be broke...
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I return to the news centre once again for the next part of my plan. Only this time, I need to enter and leave the building with as little people as possible knowing about it.
I pre-record a message that is going to be aired later today. If it were to air now, the government would know exactly where I am and that would be bad. Still, I need to get a message out to the public.
Multiple people have expressed their desire to help. This is a safe way for them to do so.
When we return to the house, Niko turns on the tv and the news immediately flashes on.
There are various other pieces of news on before and when one o'clock rolls around, I see my face on the screen.
The plan has been put into place, now we'll just have to see if it works.
"This is fucking genius." Zayden compliments.
"Thank you."
"Now the government won't have the faintest clue where in the world you are."
That was the plan.
Encourage people to ring the government with false information about my whereabouts. That way, the people that are actually with the government will be lost in the spam of calls. The government won't know who's telling the truth or not because they won't be able to chase all the leads and they won't be able to prosecute anyone because they could've been telling the truth and there's just too many to prosecute them all.
It's a smart idea all around. The only person it incriminates is me but I'm already facing their wrath. What's some more fuel to the fire?
Big mistake putting one of their numbers on a wanted poster. They put it straight into my hands.
Soon enough, they'll have an uncontrollable amount of calls.
Sure, now they'll be expecting us to strike sometime soon but they don't know when or where we will be.
"Can we get everyone gathered?" I ask. "I want to speak to everyone."
The small group sitting around me exchange glances.
"What's all that about?" I ask.
"It's just- well, it's hard to get that many people in the same place at the same time." Emma states.
"We're all currently living in the same house. It can't be that hard."
Ruelle shrugs, "Your words not ours."
Everyone gathers in the large hall that is basically a ballroom.
I didn't even know this place existed until a few days ago.
After almost an hour of waiting, everyone that's been here a while (including me) are bored out of their minds.
