Dive through the window

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(Originally written by cobblepotter)

You knew better than to fall right into Supergirl's obvious trap. After being forced into being her footstool, you weren't going to let her continue to pull your strings. The large pane windows on your left were your perfect escape route, and option for a quick and easy escape became all the more appealing as you continued to run alongside them. You pulled up your jacket to cover the back of your head and protect from stray glass shards, and barged through the window, shoulder first.

You landed on your back and rolled onto your knees away from the broken glass. Tiny shards had gotten caught onto your jacket, but you felt nothing elsewhere. The sharp crashing sound followed by an alarm alerted many to your daring stunt, which made you reconsider your action. A guy running as fast as he could jumping through the window? To those unaware of your predicament, you'd look like a typical shoplifter!

Nevertheless, standing around for the public to see wouldn't be your best decision, so you ditched your shard covered jacket and ran out of sight. Despite your vandalizing escape method, you could sigh in relief knowing that you avoided an encore with Supergirl's feet. You won her game. She didn't catch you. You're free as a bird! After taking a well deserved breather, you head home with a smug look on your face that you beat Supergirl. You began today's events admiring her, and end it admiring your triumph over her.

With your head up in the clouds, you almost didn't notice a shadowy figure standing further up the street. He was stood right in the middle of your path, but you could just walk around him. As you moved closer to the figure, the image became much clearer. It was Supergirl!

"What do you want this time?" You spurted with an agitated tone.

"I'm here to talk about our game just now."

"There's nothing to talk about. You didn't catch me, I won fair and square."

She paced slowly up and down the street, looking around, occasionally giving you a glance.

"You've been rather naughty today, haven't you?" she teased.

"I'll admit, cutting in line wasn't one of my best decisions. But still, any rational person would say that having to spend three hours under your feet would be more than enough of a punishment! Haven't you had enough?" Before today, you would've squealed at the sight of Supergirl. Now seeing her just aggravates you even more.

Supergirl chuckles. "I agree. I believe you've learned your lesson for today." Is she stepping down? Perhaps she's had enough, and just wanted to apologize. She continued. "At least, that's what I would've said if you played fair." She gives a devilish smile before looking up. "I heard there was quite a commotion by the front exit of the mall. Sounded like someone broke in. Or should I say, broke out."

Ho boy. She was onto you. You quickly stepped in. "W-what does that have to do with me?"
She chuckles once again. "Don't think you can fool me. I didn't even need X-Ray vision to know you vandalized public property by rashly breaking windows. The glass was outside on the pavement, and so was your jacket. Besides, do you recall the rules of our little game?"

"You said that if I get out before you catch me, I'm free."

"Not quite. I said if you make it through the mall's front doors, I'll let you go." 

The moment she said that, you regretted your decision. Maybe it would've been better to let her catch you. At least you only had cutting in line on your record. Now she could punish you for this as well.

She continued. "I also said if I catch you cheating, you'd be mine."

That's it. You knew it wouldn't end here. She has you in her sights, and has a perfectly legible reason to punish you further. She hasn't left you with many options. Will you give in and be forced to worship her feet once again, or try to resist?


You have the following choices:

1. Run away *

2. Give up 

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