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[color=f26522][b][h2][center] Abigail “Abby” Blavatsky [/center] [/h2][/b][/color]


The rock flew past the two and fell onto the ground. Abby looked angry. Her help seemed unnecessary, even though she assumed the villainess would continue her attack. [color=f26522]” Cretins. All of you are cretins.”[/color] Muttering under her breath while tightening her hand even harder.  Blood flowed down her hand and onto the ground below.  She unclenched her hand and started floating back onto the ground.  Frantically, she searched through her pocket looking for her pill bottle. She took a small blue and yellow pill from the bottle and popped it into her mouth. Breaking the pill with her teeth and letting the powder medication dissolve in her mouth. The medication took effect immediately. Her whole body was shaking, letting out a moan of pure ecstasy. Putting away the bottle before walking over towards her camera. 

As she picked up a camera, she took another picture of them standing together before walking away. Thinking she could use this picture for her article.  During the next few hours, she interviewed the crowd, gathering information on what happened. It seemed like a regular event before things started getting out of hand.  One of the people she interviewed mentioned some men speaking to a woman before the incident happened. She surmised this was the woman she had fought before. One of the those men she interview as much as she could as the other instigator was dead.

 Taking down as much information as he could in her notebook. After she had conducted her interviews, she was noticed by a paramedic who was worried about her broken nose. As the paramedic worked on fixing her nose, she asked how she was feeling. [color=f26522]” I feel…really good actually.”[/color] She said, which got a strange look from the paramedic. Perhaps it was the adrenaline talking. And perhaps she was somewhat high from the adrenaline rush. The reporter rode the ambulance to the hospital so her nose could be realigned. 

The doctor was checking her for any other injuries. They noticed the many scars on her head and scalp.  The scars seemed to weave together. With the scars moving down the back of her head and towards the base of her spinal column. A particular scar that seemed to indicate someone had implanted something at her cervical curve.  To them, it looked like someone performed many craniotomies on this woman. She noticed the tattoo on her arm, which had the numbers “24601.” The doctor wondered how this woman got these scars and what the tattoo meant.  Abby, meanwhile, looked distracted. Being reminded of her time being studied by various doctors in her youth.  Doctor’s poking and prodding her while also putting her though various mental tests. 

“Well, besides the broken nose and bruises, there aren’t any other injuries I can find. So you're free to go, but be sure to put some ice on your nose and take Advil for the pain.” The doctor gave Abby instructions on how to alleviate her injury's pain. Abby thanked the doctor before returning to the venue to retrieve her car. Inside the car, she looked at the pictures she had taken during the incident.  Some of the photos were good and could be used for her article. But some of them were unusable. 

The ones she thought she could use would need to be reviewed by P.J. first. He always had the final say on how the article was written and what photos could be used. One of the photos was of the villainess kissing that angelic hero. She thought she had not taken this photo. She assumed it was taken because her telekinetic powers activated without her knowledge. This could be used for the article, or perhaps for some blackmail. She started driving back to the Daily Trumpet while listening to some [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1prweT95Mo0]Bach[/url].