2.2
Paige was horrified.
She was the only one in the PRT issued van. A blessing and a curse, really. She wished there was someone else there to distract from what the rest of her life was about to become and the intense pain in her jaw. But if there had been anyone else in the van with her they likely wouldn't have been a nice person. Nice people didn't go where she was going.
The Birdcage.
Paige Mcabee whimpered.
And then the lights in the van went out. The van slowed to a standstill. There was a poof, an explosion of smoke, and then a face leaned over her. It wore a helmet, but there were strands of long, dark, curly hair coming out of it.
"THE TECHNO QUEEN will not tolerate anyone but her performing injustice!" The figure yelled, and there was a clap of thunder.
And then someone was spraying some kind of misty thing on her and the containment foam she was covered in vanished. There was the sound that all bad sci-fi films everywhere agreed were appropriate for laser sounds, and her restraints suddenly fell off, including, thankfully, her muzzle. Paige worked her jaw for a moment, grateful as all hell.
The figure hugged her, and then there was another poof of smoke and Paige had to blink her eyes, hard, because the lighting had suddenly changed. And the scenery. Just generally everything had changed.
The woman let go of her and stepped back, gesturing at the throne room with one sweeping arm.
"Welcome to my humble abode, Paige Mcabee." The woman said.
"We've been following your trial very closely." Another woman said.
Paige's head snapped around to see, standing besides a throne, four people and three dogs. The blond one in the black and lavender purple spandex with a domino mask and eye logo had spoken, vulpine grin stretched out across her pretty face. The others were a buff guy wearing a motorcycle helmet and leather, some sort of darkness flowing off him, a pretty guy with curly black hair and a scepter, and a blocky, frowning girl surrounded by three dogs.
"Welcome to the Dastardly Techies." The one in the motorcycle leathers said.
"It's the DASTARDLY TECHIES!" The woman next to her yelled and Paige flinched, surprised. The woman turned to her. "You have to say it like that or else you're saying it wrong."
"What's going on?" Paige said, her first word in days.
"I'm THE TECHNO QUEEN-" thunder"- the blond one is Tattletale, the one with the dogs is Bitch, the pretty one is Regent, and the dark one is Grue."
THE TECHNO QUEEN grabbed her by the shoulders and Paige had a feeling she was being smiled warmly at, for the first time in days, weeks.
"I have a business proposition for you."
AN: I know, I know, it's a rather short chapter. I'll try to make up for it later. Now, everyone try to come up with a new hammy cape name for Canary (or I might just stick with Canary if there aren't any good ones)!