Part VI
Involvement

She ran through the alleyway, her pursuers refusing to give up as she flicked a middle finger at them. Fury felt free ever since Kenny finally left. And that was almost 2 years ago. Since then, Fury has lived a life in a way that suits her and she hasn't stopped to look back. Her name as Fury was starting to become popular within the Underground City. She detests Kenny, for the way he knew so much and yet answered so little, but even she had to somewhat thank him for the skills she has now mastered to survive.

"Been a while!" Shouted a male, gristle and dirt being all the one could see and smell upon him, as he had come to stop so he could look around. He knew he felt preyed on. "Fury now, is it? Why you called that then, ey?"

"… Because I was told to not hold back." She whispered to him from behind as she grabbed him, her hand over his mouth, slamming him against the alley wall. His eyes widened, fear in them, instead of lust. "It's been… 3 years now, right? Since I last saw you lot and Imran? Finally doing your own dirty work, I see. Someone's let their reputations slip." Fury then mocked as she held him by his collar.

"Please…" Her begged. "I only did what I did to survive! Just like you're doing what you're doing for the same reason!"

Fury glared at him. "Only difference now is that I live free. You're still shackled and strung up with someone who must have bigger balls than you." She then flung him to the floor. He landed with a thud and a cry of pain as he had broken his collar bone from the impact. "I ever see you again… I'll kill you."

The man nodded as he stood up and ran quicker than he was chasing her, tripping slightly as he left the alleyway, leaving Fury sighing and wondering if it was may be better for everyone if scum like him were put out of their misery. But she wasn't Kenny. And she couldn't help but feel smug, seeing someone she used to fear now become fearful of her.
As Fury was about to head back to her home, she heard the merchants within the streets shout rambles, clearly distressed and rustled with annoyance. It intrigued her, even though she's known for stealing from them herself, as a way to eat these days. As she walked out of the shadows within the alleyway, she noticed a young man wrestle with a member of the Military Police. He'd clearly tried to take from the merchants, but she couldn't help but feel that he got himself caught on purpose. His smirking and laughing gave that one away. But why?

It was when both of their eyes met that she instantly knew this was some heist that some of the major criminals perform to perfection down here. And the only criminals she knows that can pull off such stunts are those who work for Levi. She had to get involved. This was her chance to get to him. A chance to see if he knew where Kenny had up and left to.

"Hey!" She called out to the MP, rushing forward to throw him off guard so that he would let go of the guy he was tackling. "You lot really make our lives even more difficult down here! What have you get against those just trying to live?!"

"What are you doing?!" The young man called out to her as the MP removed his restrain off him.

"Tell Levi I want to see him!" Fury ordered. The young man raised his eyebrow.

"You! Fury! Come here!" The MP called out, standing up. Showing her skill, Fury jumped up and quickly kicked back the MP so that he was to fall to the ground again. They were never any good at decent combat. The young man made a run for it, looking back, not truly believing that a woman, of all people down her, just looked out for his ass.

"Oh boy..." He would mutter, a shake to his head as he rotated his stiff shoulder from where that MP had him held to the ground. "Levi isn't gonna like hearing about this one, I bet..."

Fury looked around, the guy she involved herself with now out of sight. The MP's won't even bother going after him. She too, then ran, using parkour to jump through a merchant's stand so that she could shake off the MP she's been taunting. She knew the MP's already had a warrant out for her, one more to the list wasn't going to bother Fury. For now, she had to hope that making the choices she just made will finally confront her with Levi, who has refused to even look her way these past years. She can finally tell him about his shitty uncle, find out where he hangs his stupid hat and maybe, just maybe, they can work together to get out of this hellhole. Her purpose wasn't just so much about Kenny anymore, she wanted a real life. Up there, among the rest of humanity. To be able to feel the wind, the rain, and the sun on her skin. Fury was only 5'1 and her legs were beginning to ache more than usual lately. She knew that to survive, she had to get out of here.