"Shit"
With a giant nude sea man looming over a cyborg who looked like he had just been doused in acid, [Name] decided she had the worst timing.
She turned her head from the strange scene and looked back at the destroyed shelter, complete with unconscious super heroes. Her gaze flicked to her mere gun on her belt, and then back up to the unfolding scene. [Name] had just arrived in hope of safety, but after entering the gaping hole and witnessing a walking fish punch the mortally wounded cyborg through the wall, she decided to step back and let the heroes handle this.
However, it was evident the situation was out of control.
[Name] tightly shut her eyes and tried to stop the tremors running through her body at the thought of opposing that thing. Apparently it was called the Sea King, from it's giant fangs to its looming height, everything about it was terrifying. (Though [Name] was pretty sure the heart shaped nipples take the cake.)
She mentally scolded herself for not instantly trying to take the thing down, but staring at the strange nipples.
So, with a few mental slaps, and a physical one, she took a final shaken breath she opened her eyes.
And so [Name], the biggest coward in law enforcement, [Name] withdrew the weapon and shifted into position, half hidden from debris.
Her first try at warning the monster ended in a wheeze. And so she drew another breath, cleared her throat, and yelled above the rain.
"Stop, in the name of the law! Put your hands behind your back and face me!" The attention turned towards the rain soaked woman clad in her uniform. Her hands shook even more as the Sea King slowly turned from the cyborg to the shivering police officer. The Sea Kings fang filled grin grew on his face as he took a cocky step towards [Name].
I'm done for…
Another step and he raised his arms in a careless gesture. The fallen cyborg raised his head.
The Sea King was worse alone, but all the attention from these people? [Name] could feel her heart ready to burst out of her chest. It thrashed against her rib cage, threatening to break loose. Her breath came in short, broken gasps. She could feel the harsh, judging gazes resting on her terrified form. A booming voice broke her from her insecure ridden thoughts.
"Ah, what do we have here? Another puny hero?"
A pitiful wail came from the crowd, no doubt from a confused child.
I've always been weak.
"These heroes never really give up, don't they?"
Looked down upon.
"You still look weaker than the others. Maybe if I say boo you will fall over." The Sea King laughed at his comment, making the (h/c) haired female flinch at his booming voice.
Maybe I have a chance to be strong. A chance to try again.
I guess it's now or never.
"I repeat, put your hands over your head, or I will shoot!"
She was unknown to the survivors remaining in the shelter, a lone ant ready to be crushed by the monster. It was clear she stood no chance, the small black gun in her hands seemed like a toy as the Sea King stood before her. But a single cheer rose from the crowd and for a second her chest bloomed with confidence. "Go Lone Officer!"
And so, newly named, however horrible the name was, Lone Officer shot. The bullet whistled through the air and hit the center of the monster's chest. [Name] pushed back the trigger again. And then again. And again. And it went on until a click echoed through the shelter.
Simultaneously a remaining piece of the shelter roof crashed in front of [Name], obscuring her vision as dust filled the area. She flinched back and coughed, turning her head back to where the Sea King had stood. She rose and tossed her gun to the side and began to walk forward blindly, after stepping over her concrete shield. She sensed it before she felt it. The danger, the inevitable doom.
Her earlier words left her lips a second before it struck her, though with much more panic and the thought that this was a horrible idea and she was a complete idiot.
"Shit"