Chapter 2: Don’t Underestimate

There was no way i was going to let a trio of wankers take my hard earned gold. Risks be damned, repercussions be damned. The cockney one behind me tightened his grip and pushed my arm up a bit. I yelped with pain and was forced to stand on my toes to ease his grip.

“My, my, quite the uppity one ain't ya? Have you finally dropped your acts? Is this the real girl yet?”

“Oh, you see the real me you piece of crap, right when I'm roasting you like a pig!”

I'll be the first to admit that I may have lost my cool, and that I probably could have tried talking my way out of the situation a bit longer. Unfortunately I didn't. I didn't like to be manhandled, let alone with the threat of death… or other things hanging around to.

“Ow!” my assailant yelled, followed by another, louder shout.

“What's the matter with you?” asked the fat one.

My arm was released as a spurt of blue flame arched out from behind my back. The man stumbled backwards, and I away from him. This time he wasn't fast enough. Liquid blue fire was still dripping from the release valve on my wrist when I poured out another wave of fire directly into the chest of the cockney prick. He howled in pain and surprise as the flames engulfed him. A thundering of steps came from behind me as the one called Tiny dropped his shoulder and charged into me.

My breath was knocked out, my body lifted off the ground and tumbling along the cobblestones. I tried to right myself as i felt two arms wrap around me and lift me off the ground. I shouted in pain as Tiny squeezed me in a bear hug, threatening to crush my ribs with his abnormal strength. My arms were trapped, I couldn't get an angle to use my flames without spraying myself in the face. While I was immune to their heat, it'd be like whacking in myself in the face with chili powder. There was something that I could do, something shocking.

I twisted my hand and grabbed Tiny’s forearm. The shock glove crackled and burst electric glory. Tiny shouted, his arm involuntarily spasmed and released me and I wiggled out of his grip with the other. I dropped to a crouched and pointed both hands at him before he could recover. A double jet of flames burst from my wrists and engulfed the top half of his body. He screamed and a bell sounded.