The stench of dead is hanging in the air since Alice, the malice, as people called her, appeared. No 4 month ago this happened and life changed immediatly, for everyone. She came from the lands beyond the moutnains. Dark hair and eyes and olive toned skin. Her Body was young but you could tell that long walks and hard work are nothing new to her. Her walks, with long, proud strides, was enough to calculate her fearlessness and confidence as she walked into the city. Without a care she smashed cars beneath her bare feet or kicked the, aside. Pedestrians who where too slow to get out of her way suffered major injuries or mortal wounds as they got caught by her foot in motion or beneath it. Trampling her way through the filled market place she clinbed onto the massive townhall and stood there with her hands on her hips like a greek goddess in Bikini and raised her voice:
"I am Alice, your new supreme. Your useless life ends in this moment as you will devote everything you have got to me. Your city, your goods and your bodies are mine now to command and use as I see fit. Even your souls shall be only filled by the wish to serve me. Oppose me and I will end your life for good."
The crowd that has formed was confused and scared. On her way this woman had brought more destruction and death than the last heavy storm.
Of course this announcement didn't fall on deaf ears as the horns of the police blarred through the city and most of the forces surrounded her, weapons unlocked.
"We demand your complete surrender or we will open fire in 30 seconds" The giantess giggled and jumped onto the free space between the townhall and the terrified crowd. "Have you not listened to me?" she asked in an innocent tone as she slowly walked to the man with the phone.
With unexpected speed she lunged forwards. The immediatly firing cops didn't seem to bother her as she landed on the car in front of him and snatched the guy up like a doll, holding him in her fist. "you all are expandable toys to me and I tend to discard not propperly funktioning stuff", she hissed and pressed on his head with her thumb. crumbling the man up in her hand while he screamed in pain and his body was utterly destroyed, was combined with her resistance against bullets enough to let the men seize their fire. With one hard throw she smashed the pulp in her hand against the townhall, making it splatter. The town was hers and it didn't even took half an hour...
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