I stood in my closet staring at the costume hanging before me. I wouldn't miss it, I knew that for sure. I looked at myself in the mirror, swearing to myself that I would never dress like this again. I was wearing a black blazer with a matching skirt, pantyhose and black pumps. My hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail with no strays or bumps. The only thing that stuck out was my mask that I had put on. I know it seems odd, but it's the only way that I could go on with my plan. A few days after my life ended I had made a decision. There was only one way that I could get rid of the guilt of taking people's lives.
"Let's just hope that they don't try to kill me," I whispered to myself before running my hands down my skirt, flattening it out. I glanced at my now completely healed scar. My healing ability should have stopped the scar from happening but I didn't mind; the scar was there as a reminder. A reminder of what happened that night and why I did what I am going to do today. I walked out of my closet, shutting the light off at the switch and glancing back at the costume one more time. I pressed a button and the costume closed behind a wall, never to be seen again. My heels 'clink'ed as I walked down the steps not giving attention to my feet. My heel bent sideways and I fell backwards, my butt landing two steps above me. A piece of hair fell out of the ponytail and I blew at it, trying to get it out of my eyes. My knees were kept together as one leg sat on the step below me (sideways) and my other lain out straight.
"Are you sure that you want to do this?" James asked as he slid his arm around Frankie, whose attire was similar to my own. She kept her mask on but had a gray suit, the only difference being she wore a pant suit.
'I agree with her, you don't seem to be in your best state right now.' Amelia said, the sound of a nail file being used in the background. I rolled my eyes but nodded anyway.
"Yes, I'm just a little clumsy today. I promise that I won't be like this during the conference. Now please leave it be, the both of you." I mumbled the last part under my breath, directing towards Amelia as I glared at thin air. Lash shook his head with a smile on his face and walked over to me. He held his hand out to me, and as I took it he led me to my feet almost gracefully. I stumbled a little as I walked down the last few steps and stood in front of Frankie. "You know that you don't have to do this with me, right?"
"Oh I know, but I want to. We did this together, we'll end it together." I nodded and grinned at her.
"It's been great working with you, Styx." I held out my hand for her to shake and she took it, shaking it vigorously.
"Ditto, Ms. Vixen." She pulled me closer to her, James letting go of her waist, and hugged me.
"You can live here with me as long as you like," I hugged back and looked around the room as she released. "The same goes for all of you."
"But I, on the other hand, have to leave," Gabe spoke up, walking closer to me. He hugged me and whispered so only I could here, "it was fun while it lasted, but I'm not meant to be here." So that's why Gabe wasn't shown in my future, he's not in it.
"I understand," I replied as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "I'm going to miss you, buddy."
"The feeling is mutual." We let go and I stared at the door.
"Well we better go, soon. Don't want to keep them waiting now, do we?"
"A great man once said 'the truth will set you free', and I agree with this statement. I am here not only for the guilt I feel but to start a new life. I offer money to all of those families of the men I have killed and everything I've stolen will be returned. Before I say anything else, I would like to add. The Commander and Jet Stream were killed at my hands, they stole my daughter preparing to kill her and I have the proof. I understand if you do not believe me, truthfully I do, but the words that come out of my mouth are not lies." Of course I had to lie about killing the Commander, Bobby was only thirteen and I could only imagine her punishment. I wouldn't allow anything bad to happen to her. Frankie stood beside me, our masks still in place as we stood on a stage at a press conference. They all raised their hands and I pointed to one, offering for him to ask a question. "Yes?"
"You say that they stole your daughter, you can't be any older than nineteen. How is this so?" The man asked, tapping his pen to his chin, ready to write down anything I said.
"I'm only eighteen sir, but yes they did steal my adopted daughter." He was hanging off of every word I said as he wrote down, looking back up every so often. "Before the question is asked, we believe they stole her because of her father. The Commander's arch enemy Baron Battle; during her kidnapping she had received her powers and will be trained to use them for good. I have just the idea of what two people will train her." I smirked as I thought about Warren trying to teach her to control her flames and Will having flames shot at him when he became stern during their lessons. They would be the perfect teachers for her, before going to Sky High of course. I trusted Principal Powers, she's befriended my grandmother and that alone gives me enough reason to let Bobby go to school there.
"Why did you do what you did?" A female reporter snapped me out of my daydream, a scowl on her face as she stared at me.
"One word, revenge. Revenge for being put into a coma, for almost being raped in an alleyway, and for my life being threatened many of times. I will admit my reasons were solely self-centered and I had no excuse for most of the things that I've done. I apologize to the people of our city and promise to never harm another innocent again." A lot of chatter was amongst the reporters before one spoke up.
"So your giving it up?"
"Yes, no villainy. I will also not be a hero. I've decided to give all of it up to have a nice life for my significant other and myself. I don't want to ruin anything we have because of this." I looked at Lash who was standing in the back of the crowd grinning at me.
"Is there anything else?" I gulped and nodded.
"Yes... there is." I sighed and looked at Frankie, giving a weak smile. It was now or never. I had to do this in order for myself to be completely clean. I would take anything that was thrown at me. I would protect Bobby and Lash from anything they would do. I couldn't stop what I was about to do. It would relieve my shoulders from the weight that was pressing on them, a little thing called guilt. I slid the rubber band out of my hair, allowing my hair to lay flat. I scrunched my hair up and ran my fingers through it. Frankie nodded and reached her hand up at the same time I did, the both of us taking our masks off simultaneously.
"My name is Rockett Jones," Frankie waved to the reporters as they gasped. I wasn't sure whether they were shocked by who we were and how our families were involved in the community or how young we looked.
"And my name is Amazon Jinx, formerly Stronghold." Most of the members of the audience let out giant gasps. Now I knew they were shocked by my name. "From now on we'll just be another two citizens, living our lives out without crime fighting or crime at all."
"We'll be just like you." Frankie's words made me shudder. I didn't want to be just like them, most of the citizens in our city were leeches. They weren't very innocent themselves, covering up murders by accusing other people, most of the time those people being related to them.
"That is all," I threw my mask into the crowd and walked off the stage with Frankie at my side. Neither of us looked back as we ignored the questions that were being thrown at us.
Two chapters left... I think. Lol. I'm not sure yet. But I know that one of them is going to be a special extra, woohoo!
Ugh, I feel so sick. : ( Nausea from my pain pills have kicked in, but I'll have all of my readers know- the surgery went well. Haha. Let's just hope nothing goes wrong, no dry sockets or anything. I'm actually proud that I was able to type this out today. I wasn't very loopy at all either, I guess that's a good thing. Anyway, hope that you liked this chapter.
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Hahaha- this reminds me. My mom was sitting there talking about negative side affects written on the paper. "It says that it can cause bruising, swelling, shattered bone, nausea and all of this other side affects." I sat there staring at her with a straight, bored face and said, "I'm here, I'm tired. I want to get this over-with now. It's too late to turn back, woman!"
P.S.- Does anyone know how long it takes for dissolving stitches to, well, dissolve? Haha. They never told me. Also- what kinds of food should I eat?
Personally, I'm enjoying the chicken broth and Italian frozen ice. : )
But I cannot live off of those for more than a week, I'll get sick of them. Rotfl.
-Cwarnic93 :D