Tales of the Broken: Roses in the Wind

Chapter Six: Orders

"Vika, are you out doing vigilante work again?" Said Ashnir, the one who ran the subway.

Vika looked sidelong at Ashnir, with a certain steel in her eyes, "Of course I am. It's in my blood to help people."

Ashnir leaned against a pillar, "No, your blood has iron in it. I've told you before that this kind of activity is unhealthy. Both for you, me, and all the homeless in the subway. Stop this nonsense before you get yourself or others hurt."

Vika rolled her eyes, "You can yell at me all you want. But this city is corrupted, and I cannot stand it. I'm going to do my best to save this damn place. After all, it's the only one we've got."

Ashnir clenched his hand, "Vika..."

Vika responded with a venomous glare. The intense stare Vika gave unsettled Ashnir, but he had to convince her to stop. Coda and Nova ran by, Coda guiding Nova with his hand. Vika waved her hand to them, speaking a warm greeting for Nova. Vika always liked them, and she felt bad for them as well. Coda was the deaf son of a singer, and Nova was the blind son of a  graffiti artist. They had a strange chemistry together.

Ashnir took that opportunity to attempt to get the upper hand, "I hope you know that all this work in the name of 'justice' endangers those two, along with all the children below the age of five. Vika, please think of what your actions will do to affect us, who cares about the city folk? All I care about is the children that take shelter in this old underground subway station."

Vika closed her eyes, and grit her teeth, "Once I get to the bottom of this... I'll stop."

Vika stood up and stormed off, kicking up gravel behind her. Ashnir sighed, sometimes he worried about her. Everyone worries about Vika at some point.