When everything falls apart, who’s better to pull it all together than Liz Hathaway?
At least that’s what she thought, before.
Now she sits here waiting for a slow train to pass as, but she soon realizes that she doesn’t have it in her anymore. She realizes that, when the chips were down, she didn’t have what it takes. She sits in the car, her hand resting on her cheek, waiting. Suddenly, a spurge of energy spurs into Liz, and a light flashes into her eyes. She looks into the sky and sees a reflection. Sort of like a sign of life, she sees her friends, as if they were looking down at her. She then sees Cruella, with a sword cutting her friend’s heads off, one by one. Images of Cruella using her friends skin as clothing and her friends bones as utensils rush through Liz’s mind.
Oh fuck that. Liz says, in a determined tone of voice. I’m coming for you guys!
She kicks open the car door, straight off the hedges like she gained a sudden surge of strength. She walks over to the train and jumps on one of the side of the train. She jumps off the train, on the opposite side, and begins walking. She walks over to a man’s car, where she punches the window, breaking it, and pulls the man out of the window. She kicks the man in the face and opens the door to the car, where she sits in, and pulls off.
Passing red lights, stop signs, and almost hitting little five year olds girls with a stronger drive and more determination than all three of Liz's opponents, multiplied by Peter Gilmour's weight. She pulls up to the airport where she parks in the "No Posting Zone." She is so badass. She gets out of the car and storms into the airport. She hurries to the registration desk where she sees a black woman along with her children. She steps in front of the woman.
I need one ticket to Honduras. Liz said, with so much determination in her eyes, it made it seem like Alexis Valentine just sucked someone’s dick and she needed to get it on camera.
Well ma’am, first you’d have to get in the back of the line for me to tell you that the plane to Honduras just took off about fifteen minutes ago.
So many emotions running through Liz’s mind right now: anger, pain, fear, desperation.
All not equal to the one thing the black woman didn’t have enough of.
Patience.
A right hook to the side of Liz’s face by the black woman that Liz just so happened to “cut” in front of, socks Liz right in the jaw. Liz falls to the floor faster than Wolverina’s career fell in the toilet. Liz looks up at the woman who just punched her.
Ain’t no cuttin’ in this bitch. I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but you best wait in line like the rest of us, bitch. The fuck you thought this was, bitch I’m straight outta Compton, don’t fuck with me. The woman says in a very “ghetto” tone. Damn, look like she took the same English class as Alexis Valentine.
Liz gets up and gets in the woman’s face. She head-butts the woman and grabs her by her hair.
Noo! I paid 29.95 for this!
Liz throws the woman into a wall, and the woman ricochets off the wall and hits the floor, harder than reality hit Miss Kim. She walks over to the woman and kicks her in the face.
Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is……. Liz Hathaway.
Liz Hathaway, you’re coming with us. Liz hears, and she turns around to see two officers. She turns around and begins to run. Jumping over obstacles and running over people. Liz runs, and runs.
And runs.
She suddenly sees a set of escalators.
Jump first, fear later.
Liz runs and jumps over the barricade, she falls to the ground. And looks around, noticing that she is surrounded by around ten police officers, with their weapons locked and loaded.
Fuck.
Liz thinks to herself. She raises her hands in defeat. An officer walks over to Liz and puts handcuffs on her.
Elizabeth Hathaway
Liz
Elizabeth Hathaway
Liz
Elizabeth Hathaway
Call me Liz; no one calls me that Elizabeth shit.
ELIZABETH Hathaway, you’re under the arrest for assault, as well as grand theft auto. You have the right to remain silent.
You have the right to… suck my dick motherfucker! Liz says before the man walks away with Liz.
Passing pedestrians in the airport, everyone stares at Liz, with disgust on their face. “That’s Liz Hathaway from the XWF” someone screams into the crowd.
Fuck that’s all I need, people knowing that I’m getting arrested. Again.
They entire a small security likes office, where the man throws Liz in the cell.
Just stay there for a small amount of time. They’ll be coming in a few.
Who?
Well the state police of course, you’re a wanted criminal. You’ll be doing quite some time in here, young lady.
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