Amy 2011 May 6th

I felt like crap as I woke up, I could have figured out a way to regain control if I had enough time could have found a way to get up and stop them. This was twice, twice that those little bastards had gotten us. They wern't invincible I just needed to find some way to get them to... Vicky walked into my room.

"Watch the news, now."

I got out of bed and...oh yeah this was not going to be good.

"The Empire's been outed, all of them."

Which wasn't necessarly good, yes that would take out another gang but that still left us with the Butcher. I grimaced at the news, Medhall was one of the few companies that were left in the city if it shut down that would... yeah that would seriously fuck a lot of people. I paid attention to the news, and realized something, the Empire was going to seriously fuck us.

"We need to suit up."

"I haven't even started the needed adjustments or the new suits and-"

She sighed.

"We have bigger issues, Empire first, we will get the Undersiders eventually this is the pressing threat. We need suits that will work now, not something that may work later."

"And if the Undersiders work with the Empire?"

"Then we call for help."

We suited up and headed to Empire territory. As we flew in the air I saw bright flashes of light and heard explosions.

"Purity."

Mother's voice was tinged with a deep loathing, We flew in formation towards the flashes of light.

"The armor, how tough is it?"

I analyzed it.

"We can tank a couple hits but there's no way the suits can handle sustained fire."

"Vicky hold point, your aura makes you the toughest person here, your cousins are handling some issues elsewhere."

Four to one, we could-

"Amy, hold back."

"But-"

"We need you doing support and out there healing civilians."

I went to ground with dad as my sister charged in, Purity didn't notice until she got hit, she turned around and Vicky took a blast. Her Aura could take it and if it couldn't the armor would absorb the damage until she recharged. Dad tapped me on the shoulder.

"Come on Amy, we have a different job."

I turned away as we searched for civilians, dad frowned and moved some rubble, we found a man who was groaning in pain, dad looked at me.

"I'm going to go get people out, can you take care of the rest?"

"Of course, second best on the planet."

"First in the city, Amy."

I sat down and committed to tirage, go for the worst hit first, then the major issues, the people with scrapes could just walk it off. Mom and Vicky made sure that the bombardment was stalled, not stopped stalled.

"Any word from the Protectorate?"

"Dealing with the Teeth."

Goddamn it, of course the Butcher would take this moment to be an utter... the gunfire range out and I sighed.

"Teeth?"

"The Empire has decided not to go quietly."

"Fuck."

That could mean running gun battles going on all over the city. I-

"We got a callm the hospital needs you now."

"But I'm needed h-"

"The whole east end is on fire, they need you now."

It was probably an exaggeration, I went into the air and flew and saw gunbattles between police and skinheads. Molotov cocktails being thrown at police cars, batons vs baseball bats. The city was burning, exploding and when I landed at Brockton Bay Medical I saw wounded officers, the screaming and pain of a dying city. I thought about who was probably responsible for the leak. It wasn't the PRT, they would have taken care of it quietly and it would have been bloodless.

Not the ABB or the Teeth, it had to be... I clenched my hands, there had to be millions, no billions of bugs in the city weren't there? No one really noticed them all. It would be childs play for someone who was an insect master to gather the information, and with a Thinker helping her out with it, all in a way that didn't come back to her. The city was burning and I knew who was responsible for it.

"Thank god you're here, we need your help."

How many people were going to die, going to suffer before this monster was brought down? Before her the Undersiders had just been smash and grab artists now they were destroying the city, I remembered the special hate mom had for Purity how it was personal and now I understood. The world was coloured red with rage as I went to clean up Skitter's mess.