![]() ![]() “I take it you haven’t seen the video, have you?” Armsmaster asked.Īrmsmaster turned to Aegis and asked, “Do you have it ready?”Īegis nodded, and cast his phone screen to the conference room television so that they could all watch it. As of this moment, all the Wards are forbidden from engaging Bumblebee in any way, under any circumstances, for any reason. “That is so wrong that it neatly demonstrates exactly why I ordered this emergency meeting. “Bumblebee kidnapped Panacea, so the kid gloves are finally coming off,” Emma helpfully provided.Īrmsmaster glared at her. Like you could help in an actual emergency. ![]() “What’s the emergency?” were the first words out of his mouth. Kid Win finally walked in, out of costume and out of breath, having apparently run up the stairs to get to the conference room. Instead he was on his laptop, filling out reports or something pointless like that. Armsmaster had been there from the beginning of course, but the self-important jerk said that he wouldn’t say anything until they had all arrived, so that he didn’t have to waste time repeating himself. Maybe that was the subject of the emergency meeting? Whatever it was, it had to be important, because they had pulled all the Wards out of school for it.Īll the Wards, along with Armsmaster, were all waiting in a conference room for Kid Win to arrive. If Emma got really lucky, there would even be a kill order placed on her. There was no way she could pass off kidnapping a healer as harmless fun. Emma hadn’t even told her to do that, not that Cauldron would have allowed it if she had.īut now her goose was cooked. That idiot Taylor had gone and done the unthinkable. This was without a doubt the absolute worst thing that could have happened to her.Įmma couldn’t believe her luck. She revised her earlier estimate of what the worst outcome of her latest mistake could be. Her father's clearly disbelieving expression told her in no uncertain terms that this was going to be a very, very long conversation. Taylor dropped her gaze to her feet and examined them in great detail, before tentatively looking up and saying, "It's.not as bad as it looks?" Her dad just stared at her, stunned and clearly completely unable to parse the situation. She quickly dropped her corpse, more out of a sudden overwhelming sense of the shame that came with being caught than because she expected it to actually help in any tangible way. He fumbled for the lightswitch and then, in one terrible instant, the lights came on and Taylor came into full view, still holding a heavily-bludgeoned corpse under the armpits and halfway bent over. As her dad made his way across the dining room toward the kitchen he squinted at the back door, and Taylor realized too late that she was silhouetted against the glass sliding doors, easily visible even in the darkness. She froze, hoping that the darkness would hide her and her dad would miraculously not notice her and she'd somehow be able to get out of this nightmare without both outing herself to her dad and having to explain what she was doing with a dead body at 2 in the morning. There was no way she was going to be able to hide this before he noticed, and trying to open the backdoor and shove the body out of sight would only make it worse if she didn't manage to actually hide the body. The insects she had on her dad began making their way down the stairs, and she'd only just made it to the backdoor. Beginning to panic, she tried to hurry up, but even with the tune-up her powers had allowed her to give to her muscles there was only so fast she could drag her own corpse across the floor, and she hadn't bothered to create large insectoid helpers because until now she hadn't thought that she'd need to. Taylor had almost made it all the way to the back door before she noticed that her dad had gotten out of bed. Even her reputation for humorous 'villainy' wouldn't be enough to get her out of that one without giving away a lot more about her powers than she was comfortable with. Such an unspeakably awkward way to meet the heroes, not to mention very difficult to talk her way out of. She'd probably have to move it later just to make sure that there were no literal skeletons in her metaphorical closet, but for now she needed something that didn't involve incredibly large insects suspiciously choosing to visit her neighborhood late at night and possibly getting caught by the heroes carrying her own dead body. The only real upside was that it was late enough at night that her dad was still asleep, so he wouldn't notice as she carefully dug a hole in the backyard where she could hide the body. Deciding to do stress testing on her ability to heal her own injuries while in the basement of her civilian abode had not been one of her brightest plans. Taylor grimaced as she dragged her own corpse up the basement steps. ![]()
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