The first real intrusion on the average citizen’s life had been the bombings instigated by the ABB. Frightening, but it had been easy for the average person to believe they wouldn’t be one of the victims, to shrug it off as the same background noise of heroes and villains that they’d experienced for much of their lives.
Yeah, until they stepped around the wrong corner at the wrong time.
Now, between Leviathan, Shatterbird, the fighting and the formation of territories, everyone had reason to worry and give serious thought to who they needed to support and how they were going to protect themselves.
Especially when some of the people forming territories seem to be more hostile than others, and some of them do better jobs protecting them than the PRT.
Just as the parahumans had invaded the lives of those in the city, the paperwork seemed to dominate Emily’s life. It crept onto the walls, onto bulletin boards and whiteboards.
This story is largely about things that creep, after all.
Notes on the local players, timelines, messages and maps.
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