>>10546644Miss USA once again produces the picture of Pooh Bear to bypass the now agitated row of Imperial Guards which lined the hallways leading to the Yellow Empress' dressing room. they hissed and averted their eyes once more.
She traversed the labyrinthine backstage area of the arena. Every step getting heavier and heavier. Every breath seeming like it could be her last. Her vision was getting dimmer.
She walked endless hallways and descended flights of cold, concrete stairs with every step echoing and ringing into her ears. She made her way to an isolated space within the bowels of the arena away from anything and anyone.
It was just her.
Her thoughts.
Her pain.
All alone in this underground chamber of cold concrete. She could finally drop her act. In this space she could sheath her sword of freedom and liberty and drop her plate armor of red, white and blue.
She arrived here as Miss USA but she will rest here as Uma Stacy Addams.
She finally falls unto one knee.
She starts coughing up blood. Internal injuries were no stranger to her specially during her earlier field work with the FBI but nothing to this degree. It was as if ever fiber of her being was being subjected to hot pokers or-
>-dragon fire.She chortled before coughing up more blood. If only she could extinguish the pain.
>I need to rest *cough* for a while. 