Amy

I'm waiting in line, a very long boring line, why is it that there are so many people in a bank line on a weekday, don't these people have jobs? I stare at a woman looking at herself in a pocket mirror. She's supposed to be working the front but she wants to look pretty instead of doing, you know her job. One of the other tellers is chatting on the phone. The only one who's actually doing his job is the obviously flamboyantly gay man. Him... him I like, strut on Mike Calle, strut on you're the only competent person here.

Is... she's taking a mother fucking selfie, there are over 30 people in this line and... is that a duck face? It's a fucking duck face, and the other teller puts a sign up and starts waddling... a donut, really, a FUCKING DONUT! Her fat ass doesn't need a FUCKING DONUT! I look at the old lady in front of me, she has a small cart with large plastic jugs filled with change. She smiles sweetly and looks at me.

"I just need to count my pennies."

A german accent, she's probably a nazi, or at the very least likes the suffering of others. She opens up a small box and... cookies formed in the shape of swasticas and... that's fucking rasberry jam? She takes a bite of the cookie, and smiles without any shame as she eats it. Goddamn it, the lines move slowly. I wait and wait and then the old lady gets up from-

"That's a lot of change, we have a machine."

"Oh I don't trust those machines, just count it out for me honey."

I look left and right an open spot, I'm next Im.

"Can I please go?"

I look behind me and see a fat woman with a triple chin in a wheel chair, an american flag waves behind it.

"Um sure."

I mean how bad could it.

"BOYS, BRING OUT THE JARS!"

My eyes widen in horror as they bring out jug after jug of change.

"Thanks sweetie."

She goes to the front as the dawning horror hits me.

"We have a machine."

"I don't trust dem dar machines, just count it out."

Duck face smiles.

"Going on lunch, be back whenever."

I just kind of feel frustrated.

"Fucking crackers."

I look at the old man... he smiles sweetly at me as if to say prove I said that, I continue to wait and wait.

"1,347 dollars and 23 cents."

God damn it its finally.

"EVERYONE GET DOWN!"

You know what? Fuck this, fuck this all, I power up the organic chips turn off my pain receptors and charge the blond.

"I said-"

I punch her right in the snozz, she goes down and I get on her and continue with the beating. Something bites me, I send out a bit of my power and make it die, the giant mutant dogs back off after one of them dies, I'm bleeding but I continue kicking the blonde's ass. She cries as I continue hitting her. Then the bugs swarm, but honestly after my shit day, I'm dedicated to turning her face into hamburger. I kill the bugs and just continue on.

Then a monster dog tackles me off of the blonde, I respond by killing it. I tilt my head and my rose bracelet glows, some motherfucker tried to master me. I frown at the talk like a pirate boy and charge him. I neatly dodge his little tazer and grab him, lift him above my head and then bodyslam him to the ground, the bugs keep attacking me but I have just a little bit of my power dedicated to killing them all.

The world goes dark and I feel someone put their arm around me.

"Stop."

I alter the bacteria on my teeth and bite down hard, I get rewarded with a high pitched yelp and the taste of copper. I knock him out and the darkness fades away. I look at the four remaining bank robbers. The bugs swarm but I just power through, altering bacteria in my blood stream to keep me oxygenated. The sheer mass of them is a lot but I turn my attention to the creepy bug girl and charge. I think that's a girl, I grab her hair and bring her to the ground, yep girl. I better go for the...huh I can't knock her out, just got to find a little exposed skin and-

I feel an impact on my back... someone shot me. I get up and look at the blonde. I procede to kill the rest of the monster dogs as they try to stop me and as the bullets hit me. I grab the blonde's wrist and break it and feel a punch to the side of my head. I've lost a lot of blood... I feel pretty woozy. I fall to the ground. My breathing's heavy.

"Goddamn it, that's Panacea."

I close my eyes and I'm out.