(Sorry this sucks... I didn't have much time...)
Ruby figured she would just go out for a nice stroll, but no, things never go her way.
The building beside her was blown to smithereens, only a smoking pile of concrete, rods, and steel shrapnel left.
Ruby was pissed as Hell. That building had children in it, and she would be damned if they could get away with it.
She tore down the road on her motorcycle, police escorts and FBI agents tailing her as backup. A terrorist organization was setting up CO2 Cartridges' inside The Clocktower, with civillains still inside being held hostage.
The Police made her stop just outside the building, not wanting her to crash through any windows and alert the group. They loaded her up with guns and grenades and even a few electric batons. As far as the Police were concered, she could damn well kill the fuckers inside. They didn't care as long as civillains remaned safe.
She stood behind them as they kicked down the doors, opening fire on the few people on the first floor.
But Ruby wasn't going after the small fish, she was aiming for the boss of this fuckery. She vaulted over chairs and tables and up stairs, taking down random assholes in the way. And as soon as she got to the top floor, she let hell rain down.
Grenades were thrown, assholes were decapitated, blood stained the plush white carpet, and Ruby was having the time of her life.
Until a little bitch shot her in the leg.
This managed to make her even more volatile, and her powers let loose, making waves of deep purple and blood red attack with more veracity than Ruby could ever muster.
FBI Agents and Police Officers burst into the room, helping her take down any people left. The Chief and her shared a look, and they didn't need words to convey what they were trying to say.
Gey the bomb and make these fuckers pay.
Ruby ran to the very top floor of the Clocktower and skidded to the bomb.
Only a minute left....
A modified CO2 bomb like this wouldn't just take out the Clocktower, it would demolish the entire fucking city.
Unless she got it somewhere safe.
But with one minute, she couldn't get anywhere in time.
Ocean....
Unless she got it far enough down in the ocean.
But Ruby would have to go down with the bomb... She'd have to use her powers to force them both to sink... And she wouldn't make it...
But it would be worth it.
With only 45 seconds left, she jumped out the window and used her powers to slow the fall, landing right beside her purring motorcycle.
Such a shame the bike will be destroyed...
And then she took off.
Her bike roared down the street, straight for a yet-to-be-built bridge that made a steep drown down into the ocean. The bomb kept ticking.
35 seconds.
Almost there.
25 seconds.
On the bridge.
20 seconds.
Almost to the edge.
15 seconds.
Almost...
10 seconds.
And then she was falling.
By the time the countdown hit 8 seconds, Ruby hit the water. Hard.
It hurt like Hell, and she was sure she had cracked some bones.
6 seconds.
Sinking...
5 seconds.
Wow.... This is starting to hurt.
4 seconds.
Running out of air.
3 seconds.
Peter... Normani... Cindy... Alex... Jacob... Star.. Mar'i... Gwen... Danny... Raven... Cyra...
2 seconds.
Deeper... The pressure hurt...
1 second.
I love you guys...
Zero.
And then the bomb went off.
