Darkness reigns on the covered night; sins of the world are so many bright instances of death. Smile my way, but the flesh still rots in your life in decay. It was a weird nursery rhyme that I thought I remembered. I never knew what it meant, but for some reason, I always have these weird memories from the past I wished you would forget but try to remember.
The woman swings around the city and sees how much it has changed over time on a billboard, stating that the state of Iowa is now known as Tron City. Has she seen the entire world evolve into some type of outlotted dictatorship?
60 years ago when heroes existed in a world entire of villains there was known as The Great war of democracy that caused the world national break across the entire world as almost the whole United States of America and South America went to war with each other as heroes and villains fought between each other for nearly century as the war took years to basically end it was only until the day it happened one person stopped at all and he is the ruler of Tron City he is known as The watcher nobody knows his origins or who he is or where he came from but he has controlled the city for almost a decade now as this was always not like this as I remember this place used to be a fun world a world that you don't have to wake up and feel threatened or intimidated by The authority that controls it as for the heroes or so lack of they became the watch dogs the so-called heroes were nothing but bullies were nothing but Martyrs and murderers who turned the cheek up or blind eye to somebody who only just wants help who do things by the book and don't care about the ramifications of their powers as for me. I don't have powers, but I have skills. At nine, I learned how to fight from a couple of Masters that taught me each combat fighting style. I was able to have enhanced senses. I didn't have powers; I was just, I don't know, like that.
Swinging across the city, she lands on a gargoyle, looking upon the city as flashes of light beam across the entire land in the skies, going to the heavens of the Earth. She looks at her reflection in the mirror and sees a helicopter before her. She sees one of the authorities looking for her.
Tron Police: arachnid, we have a warrant for your arrest.
Jessica: What charge?
Tron Police: aggravated assault uses a deadly weapon and suspicion of murder; now, if you come with us calmly, we will be able to make this a lot better for you. We don't want to use legal Force.
"Every day, it feels like I'm on the run. Sometimes, certain people don't want to follow the authority or the rules and fight back against the so-called people trying to help us. For me, I do it my way."
Jessica: all right, come and get me.
All of a sudden, she throws down a smoke bomb. As you jump off the gargoyle, she starts swinging across the city into the darkness using your camouflage technology in her suit, trying to blend in with the buildings. Still, with the infrared scope on one of the rifles in the helicopter, they can see through it. As they start shooting at her with darts, they can knock out anyone in contact, and she keeps swinging. They start shooting rapid darts at her. As she keeps swinging, she Dodges them one by one, and she uses some type of kunai, throwing it at one of the rifles, destroying the exhaust pipes and blowing up in one of the officers' faces and damaging him as she drops down onto the ground. She begins to run through the streets in the alleyways of Iowa as their cop cars race toward her and follow her. She goes into a dark corner, blending in as she sees a red dot above her head. Seeing it's one of the SWAT teams, she comes out of the shadows with her hands up and looks at them.
SWAT Officer One: there's nowhere left to run again. We don't want to hurt you.
She looks at one of them as they have their stun batons ready. There's another one who has their guns locked. He looks at the main one, trying to reach for her with handcuffs in his hand but is holding his taser.
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ActionIn an alternate reality where heroes, villains, gods, assassins, and murderers exist, few rule under the sore thumb of society's will, and they're all outcasted. Some work for the enemy and authorities, some go rogue and fight against the oppression...