Amy
Vicky smiled for the first time in a long time as we walked to the house. It wasn't in good shape, I saw some electrical burns on the walls but it was still standing and a lot of buildings couldn't say the same thing. I tried ringing the doorbell and then sighed.
"Right, powers out."
I knocked hard and a girl with bushy brown hair opened the door, she was tall not as tall as Skitter but freaking huge, she was also pale and had brusies and other things, her eyes opened up in shock.
"Um..."
"We need to talk to you."
She shivered, looking like an abused puppy.
"Um... sure, yeah we could do that."
For a moment I thought I heard buzzing but I dismissed it probably an electrical discharge. We walked into her house, Taylor her name was Taylor. I saw a photo of a stern woman on the wall it looked like her. I remembered reading that horrid girl um Madison's diary what Skitter said to this poor girl. What a fucking bitch using a womans dead mother against her.
"Am- Am- I in tro-trouble?"
Stuttering, fucking hell Skitter fucking hell, Vicky smiled and pointed to the couch.
"No no of course not, we just need to talk."
We sat down, Vicky stood and coughed.
"We um found out who Skitter is."
Her eyes opened in panic she started shaking, Vicky put a hand on her shoulder.
"And we need your help taking her down."
Taylor blinked in confusion.
"O...Kay?"
I let Vicky do her magic.
"You see, your former friend Emma...we think she's a supervillain."
Taylor cringed.
"Really?"
"Yes...really."
She pulled out two pictures.
"This is Emma, this is Skitter, now normally you would say these can't be the same people. It's all in the boobs right?"
"Uh huh."
"But in this picture their tapped down, almost exactly like Skitter right?"
"But isnt she taller?"
Taylor cringged as she said that, poor girl was terrified of the world.
"Lifts in her shoes, perspective tricks with her bugs. Look it all fits I have looked over Skitters apperances and Emma's history and in each case, Emma and Skitter are never in public during the same time."
"Really?"
Vicky smiled.
"Take the bank heist, I've asked around and it looks like Emma was on a modeling shoot during that time, but when I asked her company they said that the shoot ended early."
She brought out a map and put it on the table.
"This is where the shoot happened, this is the bank, their less then two blocks away, plenty of time to get to the bank and rob it."
Taylor nodded her head.
"That... makes... sense... I totally and completely believe you."
She put a book on the table.
"This is Madison's diary, um she may have displaced it."
"Madison has always been a very absentminded person."
Taylor's mouth wasn't smiling but she wasn't displeased either.
"We have proof about the locker, we have talked to other people but we need your help Taylor."
She nodded her head.
"We need you to help us put Skitter behind bars."
She tilted her head.
"Isn't that against some unwritten rules?"
"That only applies to stuff done in costume, and the Undersiders already broke the rules when they outed the Empire. Look, what Emma did to you was sick and fucked up, but you're not the only person she's hurt."
Taylor nodded her head in understanding.
"but...yeah... yeah your completly right um Victoria."
"Friends call me Vicky."
"Right... it's just hard to think of her as doing those things, but I guess it makes sense. I mean I thought we were friends but if she could do that to me... well Emma could do bad things to anyone... I'm in I guess. What do you need me to do?"
"We're getting some police on this, getting more people, her dad's a lawyer and she's using daddy's connections to get out of jail and that's fucked up, but we're not going to let her get away with this."
Taylor smiled an honest smiled.
"Oh and how did you get those bruises?"
Taylor had a look of panic on her face, and then turned away.
"Emma...Emma knows where I live...and I... I don't want to talk about it."
Vicky's face turned into rage.
"Oh..."
"Yeah..."
"I can have Amy heal you."
Taylor shrunk into herself.
"I don't want to sound ungratful but what Emma did to me...well I have problems being touched now."
Vicky nodded her head.
"Yeah I get that...look I promise you Emma, Skitter or what ever the fuck she calls herself she's going down ok."
Taylor nodded her head.
"Thank...you."
Vicky handed her a number.
"Look if you ever want a make over? Or some new clothing? Or just want to talk, well I'm here ok?"
Taylor nodded her head.
"Yeah thank you Vicky."
With that we left the house, Vicky looked like she was ready to punch a wall. Instead she took deep breaths as if trying to will her anger down.
"Fucking hell Amy, look what that bitch did to her."
"Yeah Vicky she looked terrified."
"Ok after that can you not tell me that Skitter doesn't have this fucking coming."
I remembered the bruises, and the pale girl in the house.
"I told you I'm in but yeah...that was fucking horrible so now what?"
"Now? Now we get the Wards on our side."