Snippet #1884283

Kara continued walking to the clock tower, still unsure why. The streets were relatively bare, none of the creatures, or anyone else for that matter, was anywhere to be seen. This doesn't feel right, she thought. She heard a slight beeping, it felt extremely soft, but she could still hear it. She looked around, she was on a ruined sidewalk, bit of trash and broken concrete littered the area. She lifted up a bunch of paper, and there was an explosive device. At the sight of it Kara jumped backwards, towards a wall, she jumped much higher than she expected, around a meter up, but when she hit the wall, she didn't fall. She looked down, her feet were a meter above the ground, and not getting any closer, she moved her hands, which were previously up against a wall, up to her face, then she fell. She sat up and rubbed her butt with her right hand, "Ow my ass...." she said out loud.
Then she looked at her right arm, and saw the sealed wound, then thought, what the fuck? it barely hurts at all! She had received the wound just 20 minutes before, yet most all the pain had subsided. She was amazed for a moment, then realized, "So I am a fucking test subject..." she said out loud.
It was then that she heard a large bang, most likely from a gun. She walked into the street and saw three men, a large black man wearing a trench coat and holding a pistol and katana, a medium-sized white man with a shotgun, and a small white man with multiple knives.
"Suck on that bitch!" the black man yelled.
"Boss!" the small man said, "Look a chick!"
It took a moment for Kara to realize they were looking at her.
"Umm... hello there," Kara said, meekly smiling.
"She's a pretty one... got a lot of blood on her though" the medium-sized man said.
"Umm... thanks?" Kara said, "You can talk to me directly can't you?"
"They just don't know what to do without the boss's permission," the large black man said, "Which is me by the way," he smiled revealing very dirty teeth.
"Umm... good for you?" Kara said, unsure what to do, "I'm going to be on my way then..."
"Whoa there sugar!" the small man said, "It's dangerous out there."
"Yeah, let us protect you..." the black man finished.
"Yeah thanks, but I can take care of myself," Kara smiled and walked a bit closer to them, because they were in her way.
"Did you just shoot down our boss's kindness, bitch?" the medium-sized man said.
"Now, now, let's not insult the woman..." the black man said, making a small gap for her to move through.
"Thank you," Kara said, moving into the gap. She felt a great force on her stomach as the Black man's fist quickly shoved into her.
"Shoulda' been nicer to me, bitch..." he said, as she fell to the ground, "Any of those freaks around?"
"No sir, coast is clear!" the small man said, turning away from his boss, the medium sized man did the same.
The man kicked Kara's head on the ground and left his foot there, trapping it there, he pulled out the machete from her belt and tossed it to the side, then opened her pants and began pulling them down.
Kara got a flash of a memory, it was Dr. Simon Belshire, he had her strapped to a table, he was on top of her, she didn't like it, but she couldn't scream, or stop him. With this memory, she gained a power, anger, the black man was propelled off of her, he hit a piece of shrapnel that impaled with through the chest. In an instant she was standing up again with her machete in hand, she threw the machete at the smaller man's head, it got impeded into the back of his skull. The medium sized man turned around and fired his shotgun , it missed dreadfully, and Kara was already in front of him, she grabbed the muzzle of the gun and shoved it downward, he fired again, the shots hit his feet.
"You bitch!" he screamed, falling down.
Kara grabbed his shotgun and pointed it at his chest, when she fired, bit of bone and flesh were strewn about, all over her, already bloody clothes, and face. She dropped the shotgun and ripped her machete out of the small man's skull, she was somewhat sad at what she was forced to do...