In this continuing fanfiction, Black Canary and Sonya Blade finally corner their prey — the international criminal Kano.
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Black Canary and Sonya Blade finished searching the top floors of the bridge building and found no signs of Kano. Now they descended the stairs leading to the electrical room below deck.
“I still can’t believe that Scorpion guy is gonna get up from a headshot,” Canary said.
“Some mystical stuff I don’t understand and wouldn’t believe if I hadn’t seen it keeps the bastard alive,” Sonya replied while helping her friend walk on her wounded leg.
“What? Is he a zombie or something?”
“Or something,” Sonya said.
“What kind of shit are you into?”
“I’ve seen even worse when I was with that special unit in the Marines,” Sonya said. “Asian guy who could shoot fireballs. A man who got mutated into a big green monster.”
“Think I’ll stick with my muggers and bank robbers,” Canary said.
They stopped at the closed door to the electrical room.
“You wait here, stop anybody from getting out,” Sonya suggested.
“No chance,” Canary said, favoring her non-wounded leg as they stopped before the door. “I still have one good leg, two good hands, and a Canary Cry.”
Sonya looked at Canary. Sonya had used the lower section of her shirt as a tourniquet for the wound in Canary’s calf. The vigilante limped from the wound but pressed forward anyway.
“Scorpion’s probably here to protect White’s assets,” Sonya said. “Kano’s her connect with Madripoor for drugs.”
Canary thought for a moment. “There are drugs on this boat?” Canary asked.
Sonya looked incredulous. “What exactly do you do as a vigilante?”
Cowed, Black Canary replied, “I’m the low-end flunky kinda vigilante. Haven’t worked my way up the organized crime ladder — or zombie enforcers.”
Sonya shook her head. “And yet here you are, wounded and everything, with no understanding of why.”
“The ‘why’ is I’m stopping my friend from ruining her career with a single gunshot.”
Sonya’s expression softened. She drew her sidearm and inspected it to ensure it functioned properly. “All right.” She pointed at Black Canary. “But you hang back, okay? Last line of defense.”
“Let’s get Kano. Without putting a bullet in him.” Canary said while giving Sonya side eye.
“Well, not a fatal one, anyway,” Sonya replied while pulling back the slide on her handgun and loading a bullet into the chamber.
Black Canary conceded with a nod. Referring to Sonya’s sidearm, she added, “Just watch the ricochet with that thing.”
“And no Canary Cry in here,” Sonya said. “You’ll either sink the ship or knock me out in the crossfire.”
“You think it’ll be that tight in there?”
“Why else would Kano pick this as his last stand?”
Canary processed that tactic. “Point taken.”
Sonya motioned for Canary to take the door. When Black Canary was in position, Sonya held up a hand and extended three fingers. She did a silent countdown.
With Sonya’s closed fist, Canary threw open the engine room door. Sonya went in low. Canary slipped in behind her.
The ship’s electrical room was a contained area of catwalks, transformers, and other large machinery necessary to keep the ship’s electrical system humming.
Hiding places abounded, facilitating ambushes.
For an electrical room, the space also lacked proper lighting.
Sonya made her way through the gloom, Black Canary limping along close behind her. They cleared the main catwalk. A stairwell led down to a lower level. After checking that Black Canary was ready, Sonya descended.
“Look out!” the Canary warned.
Sonya saw it too.
Three levels down the stairwell, a red orb glowed in the dim light. From Sonya’s previous encounters with the criminal, Sonya knew it wasn’t an orb — it was an eye.
Kano lost his real eye during a martial arts contest, supposedly one in another dimension for the fate of the Earth.
It sure beats a story about a bar fight, which Sonya believed more than something called “Mortal Kombat.”
Sonya stepped back from the stairs. A beam of energy blasted from Kano’s eye and tore through the ceiling above them.
“He can’t aim at both of us!” Canary declared. She leaped down to the landing between the first and second levels, grunting upon impact and falling against the rail.
Sonya aimed her sidearm at Kano.
Sonya and Black Canary finally confront Kano! Can they take him down? Find out in the next chapter!
While writing this fanfiction, I used Green Ronin’s Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition RPG, to leave some things to chance. Check it out!
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