LOGIN"Jolie," Joanna called out, looking over at her prepper expert. "We should have a decent amount of water at the shelter, but I have several large jugs of my spiritual water. It will help everyone out while I am away. Make sure you pack that for tomorrow."
Jolie nodded, her tablet already in hand as she logged the spiritual water into her live warehouse inventory.
"Tonigh
"I hate this city," Joanna muttered, wiping a layer of grime from her forehead.She popped open a canteen and drank some water, letting the cold fluid wash away the taste of smoke and rot. As she lowered the bottle, a soft rustling sounded at her feet. Piper slithered closer, gently rubbing its thick, violet and green vines against her leg like an oversized, affectionate housecat."You're welcome," Joanna muttered under her breath, a faint trace of amusement cutting through her exhaustion.With a brief wave of her hand, she pulled Piper back into her pocket dimension. The giant plant dissolved into a flash of spatial light and vanished.Ignoring the sheer, unadulterated shock plastered across the soldiers' faces, Joanna turned on her heel and yelled, "Pack up! We are lea
Jake and Jolie stepped up, combining their powers to hold the line. Jake wrenched more iron rails from the ground, shaping the jagged metal into spinning blades that diced through the advancing creatures. Simultaneously, Jolie slammed her palms against the concrete, forcing massive, thorny plant vines to erupt directly from her skin, wrapping around the monsters and crushing them against the tracks.While they bought the team some time, Joanna rushed over to Major Levi."I am leaving you a helper," Joanna said quickly, her voice sharp. "Don't hurt it!"Before Levi could even process the words, she disappeared in a flash of folded space. The major stood stunned in the darkness, gunfire echoing around him. "A helper? What?" he muttered, looking at the empty spot where she had just been standing.
With a snap of folded space, Joanna materialized inside the derelict subway station where her team had first entered holding her flashlight. The air here was damp and freezing.Where are you guys? Joanna asked in the mental chat, her voice echoing silently across the bond.We took the left tunnel, but there is a wrecked train that went off the tracks, Jolie’s voice chimed in quickly. We are doubling back now.Understanding their position, Joanna teleported again, snapping through the darkness to meet her team at the underground fork.It was pitch black. Cold drops of water dripped from the cracked concrete ceiling, dampenin
The guards froze. Seeing the heavy grown woman tossed like a ragdoll by a slight, slender girl left everyone in absolute shock. The momentary distraction was all Joanna needed.In a concussive flash of folded space, Joanna materialized right in front of Theresa. Theresa's fingers convulsed to pull the trigger of her pearl-handled revolver, but Joanna’s hand clamped onto the weapon first, wrenching it away.Before Theresa could even scream, Joanna launched a brutal punch directly into her jaw. CRACK. The force of the blow knocked Theresa out cold, her limp body collapsing onto the ash-covered asphalt.Theresa's remaining men recoiled in sheer terror, dropping their weapons as they stared at Joanna standing over their leader.
A concussive pop of folded space signaled Joanna’s arrival. She materialized directly behind Theresa, casually crossing her arms as she looked up at the inferno."You know, a little less wood and a little more ventilation, and you'd have a pretty decent bonfire here," Joanna said.Theresa and Gwen both whipped around, their expressions freezing into masks of absolute shock as they stared at the woman who had appeared out of thin air. Theresa’s eyes darted over Joanna, completely failing to recognize the face of the lab rat she had once ordered to be dissected. Beside her, Gwen looked like she had seen a ghost."Who the hell are you?" Theresa hissed, her knuckles turning white.Joanna’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. "I'm the one you were huntin
The shockwave of the detonation chased Joanna out of the warehouse. She didn't look back. Reaching into the fabric of space, she pulled herself forward, folding reality to snap across the street into a derelict brewery.She materialized in the dim, rusted interior. Moving quietly up a skeletal staircase, she found a second-floor office. It was a graveyard of shattered glass, but it offered a prime view of the chaos below.The warehouse block was a towering furnace, painting the dawn sky in apocalyptic hues. Panicked shouts from the surviving guards echoed over the roar of the flames.Suddenly, the scream of a strained engine pierced the noise. An old sedan tore around the corner at breakneck speed. It plowed through a small cluster of zombies, pinning two to the crumpled hood without slowing down.







