The Stigma (by Koltin Scott)

Chap. XXI

"Fight to the last gasp."

–Shakespeare, King Henry VI, part 1, i, 1

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"Alright then," and I held her tight in possibly my last embrace.

"Go give them one for Teddy," my face faltered as we parted and I began jogging off before I became overwhelmed with guilt...

Then I thought of my dad...

And realized that I should be praying for them. I'm coming...

On the other side of a store window a goon was beating some random man. Sprinting I smashed through the glass and he stopped in surprise. Other goons stopped beating or harassing whoever they were attacking as well.
This one however I stuck his foot in the floor with my powers and sidekicked him; snapping and dislocating his leg. Another tried a big boot and I pasted his back leg down, and caught his kick. I then ran into him for an embrace, causing his hem strings to tear as his foot was now next to his ear. Two were already down but more were coming...

Another came at me with a switchblade and, dodging his swipe, I spun into a inside crescent kick while sticking his back leg to the ground. The kick landed square in his square jaw and caused him to twist his leg broken. I gently pushed him down and the others watched me carefully; maybe even fearfully.

"Well?"

One charged me with a board and I sidestepped him. I snorted as he tried in vain to take his weapon out of the ground and then I swiftly ripped his exposed throat out. They all backed away in surprise...

To be honest I surprised myself...

Then they all decided to charge at once and I used their shoulders as steps; secretly balancing myself with my gravity powers I literally ran over them. That, and the place I stepped was a large nerve patch on the neck that caused some discomfort but nothing significant; just enough to where they might not grab at me. I did that sidekick setup to one before running for the shut down escalators.

I was at the top before them and picked up a mannequin. They were coming up the escalators and I pasted many of their legs in place and threw the mannequin, snapping many of their legs and piling them up for a few moments.

"All about that footwork..." I joked in my head...

Then a bright blue light flickered and a man was atop a metal clothing rack looking at me expectantly like the villain from China. A second later another blue light invaded my vision and the man was atop the escalator with two knives. Slashing with wild but skillful and precise movements I barely dodged his attacks while getting a few minor cuts. To stop the mad flurry of ducking and dodging I managed to get one of his feet on the ground but when he felt it another blue light flashed and he was down the hall at the end of a walking rail. He fled but the goons had caught up with me...

I was against the wall...

... I can literally walk up walls.

I dodged a swipe of some sort of club and started up the wall the ceiling was high and the lights were off so I was shrouded safely in darkness to those below.

Then there was the blue flash accompanied with a unique buzzing sound at a chandelier. The man was the electric-teleporter, he stood on the chandelier and aimed his knives out into the darkness. Goons panicked below,

"Move!"

"He's gonna arc the place!"

Then as if on cue electricity shot from his outstretched knives in arcs. However it acted more like lightning in the way that it shot at incredible speeds and blew stuff everywhere. Then suddenly as he teleported I'm: dazed, warmer, falling, my clothes got charred as my hair tried to stand on end and I was... seeing starfish goldfish? Do those even exist? My brain is fried and I was going to need a second...