Chapter 103: Stolen Lies (1/2)
Zinnia began walking down the street; her eyes fixated on the poster. She had a dozen thoughts racing through her mind at 88mph, she refused to believe what she saw. To her, this had to be a trick, a last-ditch effort from the Garden to break her. There was no way in hell; her mother was a super-villain. She knew it to be rubbish, Zinnia had proof that her mother was a hero. The greatest hero to ever live, yet there lay in front of her evidence to prove otherwise. That's when the doubt snuck in.
Focused on the poster Zinnia didn't notice the crowds of people running away in fear. The poster flew from her hands as she was knocked to the ground as people trampled all over her. Holding her arms up the cluster of people faded as a loud explosion rung down the empty streets. One more blast flurried out as a girl in green spandex appeared from the flames floating in the air, holding bags of money howling with laughter. ”Ahh, this shit is just too easy. Like taking candy from a forty-year-old businessman.”
Zinnia stood up, staring at the super-villain, feeling a feeling of dread eating away at her. She was the girl in the poster. This was her mother, Hannah Trost. Zinnia stood up, stepping back, knocking into a bin getting the attention. The two came face to face as Zinnia took a deep breath. ”Stealing is wrong!”
”It is? Damn the idea never popped into my head? I feel bad now.” She cackled in a mocking tone. ”Sweetheart, do you have any idea who I am?”
”Hannah Trost.”
Hannah flinched, staring at Zinnia pissed off. ”You've got three seconds to explain how the fuck you know my real name girl. One, two.”
Hannah's eye darted to the left as a barrage of smoke cluttered across the streets. Zinnia felt someone grab her running to a safe distance. More smoke piled on as Hannah began coughing before casting a massive gust of wind blowing all the smoke away. Zinnia was put down as a boy in similar spandex, this one being red stood up. He wore a half-mask similar to the phantom of the opera, one Zinnia was begging Alton to wear. ”Stay here, you'll be safe.” The hero jumped up, balancing on a lamppost. ”Three.”
Hannah leaned forward, still floating tutting, giving off a smug look. ”You never know when to quit do you mister hero? That girl and I were just having a friendly chat, you know girl stuff, boys, makeup and absolute carnage.”
The hero began stretching playing off her banter. ”Hey, I'm not one to judge what you get up to in your free time Geostruction. I'm just doing my job; I don't care about your personal life.”
”Touching. And here I thought I was getting to know you better Phantom.”
Zinnia watched in slight awe at what was about to happen, she was going to watch a superhero and villain battle to the death, like the ones she read in the comics. She was so excited by the matter she had forgotten the villain was her mother. The Phantom took out a baseball bat spinning it around, aiming it at Geostruction. ”How about we drop the cash and give it up? I promised my roommate I would take her out to the cinema.”
”Aww, well aren't you a sweetheart, I'll happily surrender if you take off that smashing mask of yours and show the world your secret identity. You first, darling.”
”Well, isn't that tempting? But please, shouldn't we leave the best till last, ladies first.”
Zinnia deflated hiding behind a bin yelling waving her hand around. ”Will you two stop flirting and fight!”
Hannah blankly stared at her smacking her lips together, giving her a judgemental look. ”Is she with you?”
”Never seen her in my life.” The Phantom muttered also being just as judgemental. ”This is the part where the civilian usually runs away.”
Hannah raised her hand as tornados began rippling into existence surrounding her. ”Who are we to deny this girl a show. She gets front row seats to your death.”
The Phantom flipped back as the lamppost was pulled into the death trap. Squatting down as he landed smoke began pouring all around him as he held his bat behind him. ”I won't let you harm her.”
”That's the problem with you heroes, protect anyone no matter what. You don't even know the girl yet here you are about to die for her.”
”You wouldn't understand villain. There's nothing humane about you. Saving people is just what people do!” He argued blasting from the ground high into the air as smoke consumed the street. The Phantom flipped around, converging all his power into his next attack as smoke danced around him. Geostruction stared up scoffing to herself as she raised her hand up to meet his next attack with a typhoon of power-sucking in anything nearby. The Phantom raced down like a roaring bullet holding his bat above him as he rammed through the storm ready to make a direct impact. Geostruction met with this striking bolts of lightning back. Two impacted against each other's wrath as an explosion of elements was on full display. Geostruction covered her face as the Phantom was making a push. Or so he thought, Geostruction moved her hand hiding her look of might as the Phantom flinched as a hailstorm blasted him through serval buildings leaving her victorious.