"Bag him up Sally..." I say as I throw the lowlife on the floor at her feet.

Sally was chewing on a stick as she looked down at him with mild irritation, then without looking up at me asked, "What's his crime?"

"This jackass was selling the nudes of little kids to an underground pedophile ring."

"How." she asked, still not looking up from him.

"He hacked into the electrical grid and tapped into family home surveillance cameras," I basically spat out. "Sick bastard has compromising shots of every kid under 8 in this district. Probably planned to blackmail parents with it after he was done selling 'em."

I see Sally repress the urge to shiver, it was either disgust or pure rage.

"Proof?" she next asked in a choked up voice, her restraint and self control being tested.

"Two computers, a tablet and several hard drives he tried to burn to the ground when I found him..."

"Everything's still in tack?"

"Always."

"Good."

She spat out her chewing stick and grabbed the guy at her feet by the collar.

"How come he ain't bloodied up?"

"I saved that honour for you, dear captain chief."

Sally grins maliciously down at her soon-to-be victim. "Perfect..." She sneers.

And with that I turn around and walk away as I hear the bloodcurdling screams erupt and fade behind me.

One couldn't blame the police chief for her actions, having been sold off to elderly men in her youth, she had a particularly nasty reaction to pedophiles and anyone associated with them.

I walked out of the warehouse located at the end of town and ducked down under the pouring rain.

I looked around me, trying to find a decent path to walk through before I connected to a main road to hail a cab.

I would've ask Sally for a ride home but the situation we were in was too sensitive for that.

I was currently neck deep in an undercover plan to bust a child sex trafficking ring, and the bastard I caught today was one of our connection to them.

My feet splashed against the wet pavement as I tried, and failed, to find shelter and proceeded to get soaking wet.

On the plus side, I hope this meant I woke up with a cold the next day cause out of all the illnesses I could get, at least THAT was one I could enjoy myself while having...

Just the idea on cuddling under blankets and drinking hot sugar water disguised as tea was one of the few pleasures I had let to look forward to in life.

"ACHOO!" I suddenly sneezed.

"Uuuurgh!" The thought of being warm and in bed did NOT help my currently freezing self.

I turn and almost slip and fall down a corner which was inclined alittle too sharply towards the ground.

But luckily for me I see a very narrow alleyway lead to the main road.

I squeezed myself in and began to shimmy down the path to get to the other side.

It wasn't so much a path but more so a slight gap between two buildings that my stubborn wet ass was too lazy to go around.

I could barely even turn my head to look back where I came from as light claustrophobia started to set it because it felt like the building was closing further and further together.

But I've already come too far, and only quitters ever quit!

I sucked in my gut and continued to push my way further down the shoe box closet tight gap between the walls.

But then, all of a sudden-

I don't know who (OR WHY!?) but I was somehow able to turn my head around and peep back where I came from.

There was a man.

Standing there.

Looking dead straight at me.

I feel my stomach lunge in fear.

Could it be him!? I wonder as panic began to set it.

The panic wasn't from me being trapped or slightly claustrophobic. But from the fact that the black hulking figure before me was walking TOWARDS me with menacing speed and efficiency while raising a gun and drawing his sword!!!

If I needed anything to kick me into high gear and get out of this situation. That sure as fucking heck was it.

I begin to shimmy and force my fat ass and buttcheeks through the wall gap.

One could even swear that the walls were being pushed further in upon me from the opposite sides.

I feel like a part of my pants caught a crack (haha) in the walls and I hear a faint riiiiiip! sound out from behind me.

I pay it no mind, along with the new found new breeze hitting my ass cheeks along with my underwear now currently being drowned and flooded.

Which divine deity did I offend to get cursed with this level of harsh bad luck!?

I could see the end of the alleyway, with a huge heavy chain link fence on the other side.

I don't risk looking back to see how close he is to me, but in a few seconds it didn't matter because-

WHOOSH!

A BULLET FLEW RIGHT PAST ME!!!

"HEY ASSHOLE!" I screamed out at him through the pouring rain. "You almost hit my ear this that!!!"

Next came the sicking sound of SHING!

Not wanting to squeeze further into the alley, he swung his big ass long sword at me from a fair distance away.

Was he trying to kill me or just mildly scare me away? What was his game plan? His end goal?

I don't allow the confusion to take over me as I fling my hand out of the alley, grab hold of the metal chain link fence, and puuuuuuuull myself out. Scratches and all.

I let out a massive sigh of release and look back at him.

"Too bad, asshole! You ain't killing me today!!" I spat at him.

But what I turn to see is me looking dead straight on into the end of his barrel and I dock out of the way JUST in time to miss his bullet blast dead into my face.

My face might have missed the shot, but the tail end of my hair didn't.

I feel myself begin to cry internally.

"I'll make you pay for that!" I seeth at him.

He says nothing.

The rain continues to pour down onto us as silence descends.

Did he give up because he knew he couldn't get to me?

I see his thick black helmet, with a faint red glow coming from within, angle up to look at the fence, then turns and walks away.

I found myself almost sinking down to the ground in a moment of reprive.

Only to then be struck with the realization that he was probably going back and around the corner to better get access to me!

My moment of rest done I jump up and begin clawing my way over the fence.

Thank God it wasn't electrical.

As I went up I tried to see if there were any doors through it. But truth be told I wasn't going to even wait and see if it was open or not.

I reach up to the top, hurl myself over, and fall back down the other side while holding onto the metal chains to stop me from face planting.

I hoped down onto the solid ground when I looked up and had my suspicions confirmed.

He was standing right there on the opposite side of the fence from me.

Just...staring.

It was unnerving.

And kinda hot.

Gah! Quit being such an idiot, Amber!!!

This is NO TIME for my sexual kinky fantasies to be awaken!!!

But, if you think about it, the circumstances were PERFECT!!!

Strange man in a dark lit alley who's chasing down mysterious fighter girl in the pouring rain?

What's not to love!?

I feel a little...spark ignite in the depth of my heart. But-

I shake myself out of my delirious hallucinations and look back at the man hell-bent on murdering me.

"Next time, then?" I say to him, in a tone that was not much of an offer but a challenge.

"Muah!" I blew him a kiss and turn around to run head first into the speeding upcoming traffic to stop a cab.

What was funny was, if it wasn't for the heavily down pouring ran...I could've sworn he reached out to me in fear while calling my name.