Chapter 15: Paper & Neon

Celia turned to face her opponents, raising her hands unleashing white knife-like origami projectiles from the folds of her shirt, impaling the guards and knocking them off her feet. A DUP raised his gun and turned to take aim. In response, Celia raised her arm, paper swirling around her like a miniature tornado with her being the eye of the storm. Fetch turned to stare at, what was to her, a newly appeared maelstrom of leaflets and fliers. Upon the storm subsiding, she saw a person covered in a paper combat suit. Upon the soldier firing, the bullets crushed into the titanium-like paper surrounding the girl's body. Realising this the guards jaws fell open and turn to run as the Celia raised her hand and the suit jumped off her body, enclosed around the man and he fell over, wrapped in Diet Pepsi advertisement fliers (This story isn't sponsored by Pepsi, If possible it would be Kirk's Lemon Squash. No copywrite intended).

Fetch turned to face her next target whilst Celia did the same. Bolts of neon flew past fragments of fliers in different shapes not just knives but ropes, that entangled legs, and spheres that pushed soldiers back a few meters. Grabbing a gutter pipe off the floor, Fetch dashed to one guard and swung in an overhead arch. The guard crumpled to the floor, eyes rolling back in his head. The only two soldiers left help up their hands in surrender. Celia ran up to hers and slammed her fist straight into his stomach upon which a paper knife appeared and she stabbed into his stomach, releasing his stomach fluids, which splattered on the pavement. "Oh my god," swallowed Fetch. Celia turned to look at her then motioned with her head towards Fetch's guard, fear written over his face…

KARMA CHOICE:

Kill Him – Evil Karma

Subdue Him – Good Karma

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