Play Your Cards

Philly Feast

Ace walks through the silent city streets of Philadelphia, tampering with her walkie-talkie until she gets static.

"Hello?" She asks, scrunching her face up in confusion.

"Hello? Hello?" They respond, sounding just as shocked. 

"Who the hell is this?" 

"Citizen Z, ma'am. Who am I speaking to?"

The woman looks around, worried she might be receiving a signal closer than she realizes. "Ace..."

"...Operation Bitemark?" They ask out of the blue

"Who?" Ace scrunches up her face once more. "I'm looking for my friends... any chance you know them?"

"W-who are they?"

"Warren, Garnett, Doc, Addy, Mack." She says dimly, debating if this conversation is worth her time.

"Addy...Addy... you mean Addison?"

"Yeah..." She trails off, painfully confused. 

"And.. where are you?" He asks as the sound of a keyboard clicking just barely manages to catch her ears. 

"You got a satellite that can detect sound?"

"Uhh, yes ma'am. We are the NSA, of course."

Ace takes out her golden pistols and fires them into the air three times.

She hears his fingers click on the keyboard. It takes him a few seconds, but he finds her.

"You are in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania's capital. Your friends should be nearby... Last I heard from them, they were by a police car..."

"Thanks, CZ. Catch you later." The woman says, watching as Zs finally begin making their way towards the sound of her gun. 

"Bye, Ace." He says dazedly. 

 A large clanging noise echoes through the town, catching the attention of the notorious Ace as she continues her mission to find her friends. She peers around a corner and spots the Liberty Bell rolling down the street, covered in blood.

As though the confused look on the girl's face wasn't enough, the bell begins to slow its roll, making its way towards her. 

 It slowly rolls to the side and comes to a stop, just a few inches from her boots. 

"That's gotta be Warren and the others... Who else would do that?" Ace whispers to herself

To ruin her moment, two Zs run towards her in the nick of time. 

"Mother of God." She whispers, annoyed.

She takes out her saw blade bat and jabs one of the zs in the stomach to give her some room. It stops just a foot from her,  as she winds her bat over her shoulder. She swings the bat full force at its head. Blood sprays up her arms, staining them a crimson color, as the corpse falls flat. 

She flicks her other arm down, and a knife that was resting on her forearm glides down her arm and into her hand to face her second opponent. 

She throws the knife at the z, hitting the center of its forehead. Blood flies out of its head and sprays her once more. 

Citizen Z watches the girl through his satellite camera, in awe.

Another z runs up behind the girl, waving its grime-covered arms at her violently. The second it makes contact with her back, she flips it over her shoulder.