The Stigma (by Koltin Scott)

Chap. XXVI

(Don't have a quote yet... suggestions anyone? Lol 😆)

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I quickly lessened my gravity by instinct as I tumbled out of the train. Smashing and bouncing on and off the railroad caused me to eat dirt and taste blood. Once I stopped rolling I tried to get up and yelped in pain due to my leg. I spat blood, forcing myself up, I croaked,

"That little piece of-"

I groaned wordlessly in pain. I picked a rock out of my cheek, the warm blood wetting the dirt on my face. My leg and arm hurt but I could thankfully walk it off. I tried to pull out my phone but cut myself on glass in my pocket, in desperation I dug deeper and pulled it out cutting my hand to the point where blood oozed steadily from my fist...
Blood wasted; phone was garbage...
But it was also garbage that I couldn't let any Angel's reconstruct...
I continued onward and thankfully I was betrayed outside one of the exit areas but I checked out the bathrooms for medkits.

I scored one and never knew how greatly I would appreciate the expired pain medication inside. I coughed, my blood the only thing at the moment to wash the pills down. (That's right, PILLS. PLURAL.)

Then I got to the exit...
The boarded up exit...
Then I remembered something about our field phones...

"Siri!" I croaked.

"Yes madam?"

I sighed in relief and said,

"Are your speakers and microphones working?"

"Voice recognition failure." Aww crap, was I to hoarse?

"Siri, its me-"

"Voice recognition failure." Then a '😈' dominated the blacked out screen,

"Goodbye!"

I cussed and threw the phone down before it blew up. I was showered in dust and my ears were blown with the echoes and reverberation. Looking back I was blinded by the white rays of the sun then my hair kicked up as a bullet passed my head and shattered part of the wall; embedding it in my face. I couldn't even hear my screams...

My anger flared and my hair began floating up...

I glared at the advancing soldiers and one met my gaze...

And was surprisingly afraid of it,
"Holy crap."

I must've looked really scary...

But Waya has me beat any day...

That's when I put my hand out and collapsed the tunnel on them. Before I knew it, I had just lost my cool and could have potentially killed the good guys! 'Meh,' I thought, 'they probably would have shot me.'

I climbed out into the suns of Shanghai, the city we were doing our op in. Poor people littered the streets and propaganda for the current Chinese regime was everywhere, second to the propaganda was spray-paint defiling the propaganda. The number one thing getting everyone's attention however was...

Me: the girl who blew her way out of a abandoned hole.
People began to scatter and some took out their phones.

I began to run trying to figure out what to do. I don't want to call the Baron because if Angel's are monitoring this area they could pick up the call and track us. If I don't call, then Obsidian will lie and say I was dead or captured.

I could turn myself in and get out of super villainry entirely. That, and Marcus said that someone was coming to help out... is that the Headsman? Is he a replacement and I am seriously going to jack up their plans because I CAN NOT miss the elaborate plan that the Baron has slow cooking inside his dark head? I grabbed some random woman and knocked her out in one punch. 'Lord, help me,' I thought before taking the phone she just filmed herself getting dropped with.
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The Black Baron

No-one knows my number. No-one save those closest to me I answered tentatively,

"Red Baron airlines."

Surely, no one would de-code that.

"Really Baron? Anyone would probably know whose talking."

"Ma'am, I don't know what you're talking about."

"QUIT PLAYING DUMB FOR GOD'S SAKE."

"Ummm, I'm Buddhist and my two favorite games to play are: dumb and hard-to-get. Now are you needing a plane or not?"

"Good God," she said probably face palming about my precautions, "YES."

"Alright: name please."

"Look, I'm sorry but-," then she practically yelled into the phone, "JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE THEY TRACK ME!"

I sighed, why couldn't women just go along with it?

"The choice is up to you AllFall. If we get you it will definitely jack up our relationship with the Wo Shing Wo but if we don't we MAY have a chance with the Wo Shing Wo."

She sobered and asked,

"What will happen if we lose the Wo Shing Wo?"

"My plans won't stop."

She thought for a long moment and then said,

"Get me outta here."

"Alright, I'm coming."

Before I pressed the 'end call' button I heard,

"Wait. What!?"