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Movieverse - set during the end and after Kick Ass 2

Sarah didn't know what to do. This was clearly the end. She sat on the rug in her bedroom that hadn't changed all 17 years of her life. More medals added year by year – ballet, archery, swimming and she even tried kung fu for a summer, she felt it was too violent for her but that didn't mean she wasn't good at it. There were more awards and certificates for attendance, grades, achievements and generally being perfect. Looking at them now she wondered why she ever bothered in the first place. She had been crying since the 6 o'clock news and only now realised it was well past 1. More tears spilled over her eyelashes and rolled down her flushed cheeks as she scrolled through his twitter page. Every tweet was the same, bragging about who he has killed recently. The boy she knew was gone. The boy she loved was gone. Chris D'amico was gone.

There was only one thing to do to get his attention. She had to become his enemy. She rummaged in her closet looking for her old ballet outfit – she hadn't changed much since she was 13, just moved up a few cup sizes. She pulled a white bed sheet from a cupboard from which she made herself a hooded cloak and found an old masquerade mask from one Halloween where she dressed as an angel. She put on a necklace from her mother, a simple silver chain with a set of angel wings on it, it seemed fitting. Her dark hair didn't fit though, she needed a huge change. Dying it would give her away though. Looking online, she purchased a long platinum blonde wig. This angel like image was perfect – her costume had to make a point, serve a purpose. She had to be the opposite of The Motherfucker. She would be Angelique.

Sarah met Chris when she was only 13. She was reading a book in the park, hiding from more conversations about her Ivy League future. She did this often, she sat in the same spot every time behind a well trimmed hedge. This one day however, her reading was interrupted by a well dressed dark haired boy, who fell through the hedge making her leap away and scream. Panicking he scrambled up to cover her mouth and rambled apologies at her.

"Please no, don't scream! I'm sorry, shh, please!" Wide eyed, Sarah stared at him. She stopped screaming when she realised he wasn't going to hurt her, he must have been barely a year or two older than her. His nice clothes were crumpled and dirty from when he fell. He picked her book up and handed it to her. "Inferno? Pretty dark is it not? How old are you?" Sarah took her book and swiped the dirt off it.

"I'm 13. I guess it is sorta dark but I quite like it." Chris smiled and sat down in front of her.

"I'm 14 and I can't even read stuff like that. I like to read these." He held up some comic books. She had heard of Superman, Batman and Spiderman – things like that but she had never heard of any of the ones Chris had.

"My parents expect me to read books like this. It's a nightmare, I wish I could read comic books."

"Here." Chris gave her one of his comic books. She looked at it hesitantly. He laughed. "Don't worry I won't tell your parents. I'm Chris by the way."

"I'm Sarah."

They met up in their little place in the park often, Sarah would join him in reading the comics he would bring for them. It wasn't long before she developed a crush on him. She never dared tell him that though. She would go to his house for dinner quite a lot, even though his dad clearly didn't like her. She stayed faithful though.

Sarah knew now that she had always loved him but recently she had begun to hate herself for it. She had to change him back to the comic book loving boy she once knew, not this murderous bastard. For the next few days, he was constantly on the TV – The Motherfucker. No one knew it was Chris D'amico, no one but her. Her weapon of choice was a bow and arrow, her father had bought her an expensive steel set years ago for her archery lessons. He felt that it spoke poorly of him if he bought her anything less. She had her costume, weapon and name, now she needed to make connections with Kick Ass and his group. Considering they needed all the help they could get, it wasn't hard. They were losing heroes everyday with the cops picking them up and dragging their asses off to jail – still no one could find Chris. She was beginning to think it was all pointless when Kick Ass sent all his heroes a message ...

Sarah got suited up with her angel wings round her neck. She tucked her bow and her quiver full of arrows under her cloak and ran to the warehouse that apparently contained The Motherfucker's lair. There was already like 100 other "heroes" there, all Instagraming and tweeting themselves – they had no idea what was about to happen. She pushed towards the front of the crowd, she wanted to see where Chris was before she started letting arrows fly. She pulled her hood up as the huge doors opened and she saw him. He stood there in his ridiculous get up, surrounded by goth minions, everyone just stood there until Kick Ass punched him in the face. She headed straight for him but everyone was getting in her way. She punched and kicked and shot at anyone grabbing at her.

She was so caught up in fighting everyone else, she lost Chris. She knocked out the idiot fighting with her. Her Kung Fu lessons were proving to be very useful. She stood up and looked around, she saw a set of stairs on the wall with a bridge that crossed the warehouse at the top. She ran up the stairs and looked over the railing of the metal bridge. She could see the shark tank directly below her but no sign of Chris. She began to panic, fearing the worst. Then she heard the thumping above her. She looked up and gasped when she saw two shadows on the glass ceiling. She watched, staring, unable to look away. The crack was loud and was unmistakable. Sarah held her breath. The glass shattered and Chris fell through the gap.

"NO!" she screamed. People stopped down below to look up when the glass fell to the floor. Kick Ass had grabbed hold of Chris' hand. She let out a sigh of relief until she saw Chris struggling and slipping. She prayed for Kick Ass to pull him up, instead Chris fell from the roof past her.

"CHRIS! NO!" Sarah screamed, tears streaming down her face. He crashed into the shark tank and swam on the top. The shark moved from the bottom of the tank and grabbed Chris by the legs. Sarah grabbed her bow and arrows and shot the shark repeatedly. It was weakening but still alive. She took her cloak off and grabbed an arrow. Without thinking she dived over the railing, landing in the tank. She took the arrow and stabbed the shark through the eye. It released him and they both sank. Sarah dived under and pulled Chris to the surface. The masked heroes were fleeing, leaving the unconscious and tied up minions to the cops. Sarah dragged Chris out of the water onto the platform beside it. He wasn't breathing and she immediately started mouth to mouth. She was finding it hard to breathe herself, holding back the waves of grief and panic as Chris lost more and more blood. She continued, breathing into him longer and pumping his chest harder. Chris spluttered and coughed up some water and tried to open his eyes. Sarah could tell that he could barely see anything.

"Oh Chris! Jesus! Thank God! I thought I'd lost you. Oh my god!" She stroked his face has Chris closed his eyes again and tried to breathe. "Don't try to move, it'll make it worse." Sarah looked him over and saw that both his legs were missing and his arms and body were bleeding profusely. She took his stupid mask off him and continued to stroke his face. He was very still, worried, Sarah put her head to his chest. She could hear a heartbeat but he was obviously unconscious. She heard sirens approaching and she knew she couldn't stay. Her necklace was caught on the zip of his costume and she pulled it from her neck. "I'm sorry" she whispered to him before kissing him quickly on the lips and fleeing.

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