- Priscilla POV -
Let's do this one more time. My name is Priscilla Rasputin and I am the last of my species. And I'm from Metal-Terra. Basically metal Earth. Except more advanced, and we have powers, and we have better resources, but yeah you get the ideal. So now your probably wondering why I'm the last of my race, right?
Well how do I say this... we went to war. Wow that was a lot easier than I thought. See the people of Metal-Terra don't really take sh!t from people. So that got them into a war with 'The Guardians.' Yeah. We messed up. Big time.
So my parents send me on a makeshift pod that they put together at the last minute. So then I spent four years in space because they didn't know the distance Metal-Terra was from Earth. So then I was in space for about four years. While one of those years I was sleeping the other three I was wide awake. Turns out they didn't put enough sleep gas in the pod.
So as soon as I woke up I started learning which is weird because, they only realized that The Reach was coming about one week from their demise. I don't know how long it takes to build a space pod but I'm pretty sure it's a long time, so when did they have time to add learning protocols? They even gave me all this stuff plus a training bag, like did they not know the pod was gonna break down? if I never woke up, I would have lost all this stuff.
So anyway now I'm in the streets because I just arrived on Earth and it's nighttime, I'm tired. So now I'm going gonna try to find an abandoned warehouse because I sure as hell am not gonna be put up for adoption. Tomorrow I'm gonna go to a local school, sign up, and then I'm gonna go rob some thugs. Easy right?
But I guess I can't do that if I'm still standing here looking at the sign that says ' Welcome to Brooklyn ' and below those words is a line that says "Don't be a Stranger." So yeah time to move on.
So I start walking past the sign. As I walk past the sign I think to myself ' Im finally on Earth huh, it looks amazing ' Well considering I only saw this part of Earth I can't say it's too amazing, but still. Suddenly I stop, 'Wait if America just exited WW2 doesn't that mean they might act racist to me? I mean I look Russian so...'
At this moment I can't help but groan out. "Why me..." Yeah, why me, I mean I don't deserve this. And so I start walking again, I mean I can't complain all day can I? So I kept walking and walking and walking until I just gave up and transformed. ' There's no way I'm going to walk a total 50 miles ' and with that thought I felt my back legs clench and I jumped 12 miles in a instant. And I kept jumping forward until I finally saw the city.
Of course I didn't come through the front where everybody can see me, but instead I came through the ghetto part of town. So now I'm walking through the streets in my other pair of clothes which is some ripped dark red jeans, black socks that go up to my knees, Black steel toe boots, a leather jacket, a white shirt, and a yellow beanie. The only thing that my regular clothes do is self-clean and it always fit my size. Of course I'm powered down too.
So now I'm walking through the slums with a red training bag with an X on it. Of course I gathered attention because, how couldn't I? Me a kid Walking all alone in the slums looking all harmless? I would be surprised if I didn't gather attention. Especially since I look like a WHITE kid. I see an alleyway up ahead so I'll just go over there and get out of sight. Big mistake.
I walk through the alleyway when suddenly I heard this creepy laugh from behind me. I turn around and see a skinny African American with a pocket knife in his hand. "well, well, well, if it isn't a little white kid. I bet if I catch you I could ask for a ransom of money from your parents. But of course if you give me the bag I'll let you go. Kekekeke."
Now I'm scared. I mean you would be too if you were a 6 year old and saw a grown man trying to catch you. "Jokes on you I don't have any parents, I'm an orphan." It's times like this where I wish I kept my mouth shut, I mean I could've probably given this man a run for his money if I fought back. But I was scared. I wasn't thinking. This man probably did a lot of dirty shit in his life, I mean he has the experience and he probably have the skills too.
What do I have? I have powers, but I'm too scared to use them. I can run but I'm shaking in my boots right now, I never fought someone before. And though I might be shaking, I'm not gonna give him the satisfaction and show him. "Kekekeke, please, if you were an orphan you would've been adopted when you were probably three or four. You look like a six maybe seven year old." he says walking closer to me.
Each time he took a step forward, I took a step back. Suddenly he runs forward and I stop, completely scared. I close my eyes and cover my face. Then I feel a huge force tackle me to the ground I open my eyes to the thug standing over me licking his knife. I also see he have my bag in his hand. He's looking in MY bag
"Hmm, let's see what's in here" That's when I feel anger. Anger that he's looking through my bag. Anger that he's probably about to steal MY stuff. The only things that I have that reminds me that I even had parents. I start to get up with a look of pure rage on my face. I didn't learn those complicated moves for show, I learned them to protect myself.
While he's not looking, I tackle him to the ground. As he's about to get back up I punch him in the face, HARD. I heard a crack sound, and a few of his teeth fall to the ground. I think I dislocated his jaw. He's fine. I'm not gonna kill him though, if I do I'm gonna be just like him. I look up and see a few people who thought I would be an easy pick, they look away as I look up at them.
I turn my eyes back to the man on the ground. I flip him over and reach into his back pocket I take a wallet out and sees he has 40 dollars. I take 20. After all I'm not heartless. Your not born a criminal, something must have happened for him to be like this. Then I realized I fought somebody without powers. And I felt good about that. I won't be using my powers on someone like this, after all, With Great Power Comes Great responsibility. 'Hmm, I think thats gonna become my motto from now on'
I take my bag, zip it up and continue down the alleyway. Like a boss.
- 3 hours later 12:00-
A few hours later I finally found an abandon warehouse. I go inside and lean on the wall too tired to look around. And with that I fall asleep.
-6:36-
It's around morning when I wake up I can see it getting brighter outside, I don't know what time it is so I get up and realize I have to use the bathroom, when I was inside the pod they had a toilet in the back area - how they had time to add that I don't know - but now that I'm here I don't have a toilet or tissue paper. I look around and I can see that this is probably an old government warehouse from that fact that it has barrels of something called 'X Gene'
- Geez is everything X themed? - in it. I don't know what it is and I'm not worried about that right now, I need to pee! Ok, now I sound like a little kid. But then again, I am one.
I walk outside and go to the back of the building, nobody's there, good. I turn around to see if anyone is coming. Nothing. And so I pull down my pants and yellow underwear and squat down. A little girls gotta do what a little girls gotta do.