Miss Matrix didn’t think about it as her fingers flew across her laptop keyboard. She connected to different security cameras across the city. She zoomed into the suspected hideouts of the Knucklebugs. "Alright, they’re close, and— the stupid battery died! The stupid camera battery died!" Except she didn’t say "stupid." She said something worse. "Stupid Knucklebugs, stupid dragonfly girl!" She kicked the edge of her desk and switched to another camera in a mall. A teenage boy looked up into it. Her first thought was that he was picking his nose. Her second was that Libellule sent him. "Oh, Matrix!" he sang. "I know you’re watching me, so come on and fight me, you snake!" He held up the green-pink Frisbee all Libellule’s lackeys had. "So childish." Miss Matrix …show more content…
rolled her eyes. She hated her. Libellule’s lackeys were terrible. They were chronic liars. And she never tolerated liars. � For Viper, being outside with her partner was the best feeling she could ever have. Especially when she saw people running from them. She lifted her harmonica to her lips and started to play a tune. The surrounding people scattered. They knew what was coming next. Her staircase appeared, suspended from nothing. If anyone else tried to climb it, they’d fall right through. Even her partner, and that gave her a strange sense of pleasure. Of chaos. As she stood on the rooftop, waiting for her partner to finish looting, she smirked at the terror she induced. None of that goodness nonsense! She was evil and loving every minute of it, wasn’t she? ⌨️ Her head was pounding, and she had decided, reluctantly, to take the day off. Phone and TV teleportation wore her out, particularly with how much she’d done it that day. Instead, she shifted through cameras as a way of fidgeting. Then, she spotted a teenage girl in a black bodysuit with red spots, holding a jump rope, who seemed to be talking to herself. "Ugh, not audio tapping, my head hurts enough…" groaned Miss Matrix. She squeezed her eyes shut, and the camera audio came to her speakers, plain as anything. "... but she can’t have time to check on everything," the girl exclaimed, arms crossed. "Doesn’t have to, she’ll notice us. Eventually." Another voice spoke, but Miss Matrix glanced around the feed and saw no one. "No matter how long it takes. When that happens, I’ll know." A laugh. "Oh look, she’s doing it. Come on, Miss Matrix! Come find us!" Miss Matrix sighed and readied for another headache. "Oh, and we’re outside a subway entrance, if you wanna check for yourself," added the polka-dot girl, with a slight frown. Miss Matrix laughed. Ah, relief. � Viper tugged her fingers through her hair. Her partner had left a few hours ago. That was the problem. She didn’t trust her partner not to be in it only for herself. Her partner was changing, changing, and she hated it. Viper talked t into her earpiece. "Hey, L?" She smiled. "Be gone as long as you like, I’ll be here." And, she climbed out the window, and she was gone. ⌨️ The girl crossed her arms. “So, Nameless, now that we’re here, what are we doing?” The voice spoke again, slowly. “We’re telling her she’s ever-so-screwed.” “First, that’s my line. Second, we know she’s screwed. What do we do afterwards?” Miss Matrix glared at them. “I don’t have to take you. I can throw you back on that bench, and then you’ll be even more screwed.” “Lucky Chance, no!” A girl shimmered from nothing and appeared behind Lucky Chance. She gripped the other girl’s arms. Nameless, guessed Miss Matrix. “Let me at her!” Miss Matrix grabbed a device from the desk and pointed it at down, between her and Lucky Chance. Lucky Chance hit an invisible shield with a smack. She pressed a hand to her forehead. "Honestly, woman, is there anything that isn’t computerized in here?" "Yeah, us." Miss Matrix sighed. "Look, I don’t want you, I don’t need you, I don’t trust you at all." Nameless shimmered and became visible again. "What happens when there’s a power outage?" "AND WILL YOU — STOP — GOING — VISIBLE AND — INVISIBLE — ALL THE — TIME?" She said some things she wouldn’t repeat. "Knucklebugs’ll crush you two. I’ve been dealing with them for years." "You think we’re little kids?" Lucky Chance crossed her arms. "We’ve got ideas, too. Good old-fashioned kicks and punches. Not... these." She waved an arm. "Virtual things. Why do you have it, anyway?" "I have done this for longer than you have. I’m not changing this, none of it." Lucky Chance sighed and wrapped her hand around Nameless’s wrist. "Come on, Nameless, she doesn’t want us." She tossed her jump rope up, and when it sunk down, it had taken the teens with it. Miss Matrix smiled. Maybe I should listen to them. � Viper lifted her harmonica to her lips and played a tune. A ladder formed, to climb up to her — er, their — hideout. She planted her foot on the ladder. It went right through. She tried it again and the same thing happened. What was going on? Viper sighed and started climbing the bricks, one by one, something she’d never done. There was no safety net. She was alone. She had always been alone. She touched the window in fifteen minutes, panting. She gripped the windowsill and pulled herself up and through, legs dangling. "Viper!" snapped her partner. "Where were you?" "Sorry, L." Viper flapped her hand. "Getting. Up." "Again?" Her partner tossed her green-pink hair. "Have you, or have you lied to me?" "But…" "No. You’re a liar, that’s what you are. You tell me you’ll be here and then you run off. You mislead me about plans. It is because of you, you, you, that we almost get caught." She fixed her eyes on Viper. "I’m evil, but I’m not a liar." Two bugs landed on Viper, a firefly and a spider. Libellule grinned. "Lightning Flyer?
Arachnid? Take her down." ⌨️ Miss Matrix sat on a park bench, eyes closed. The Knucklebugs weren’t villains who she could defeat by taking down their villains of the week. And she’d tried physical combat against their newest lackey, sent by the Arachnid. It had worked, but she knew it wouldn’t on the other two’s. She heard the sound of footsteps, and Lucky Chance sat next to her. Lucky Chance smiled. "Hey, don’t feel bad. Haven’t you ever almost failed like this when you were starting out?" "No," said Miss Matrix. And it was true. She hadn’t started as a hero. "But… they need to be gone. And they don’t know what I’ve been doing these past few years." "You aren’t…" "I’ll make them pay. I’ve done some horrible things, but this is my chance to be forgiven." "Why do you want to do this? So much?" “I have my reasons.” Miss Matrix smiled. “Do you know anything about Viper?” � She was a fool to believe that she belonged there. She was a liar that didn’t deserve anything. Libellule planted a kiss on both Lightning Flyer and Arachnid’s cheeks. “You’re less than nothing. We’ll give you one more chance. Leave. Now.” Viper nodded, and she turned on her heel and walked out of the
lair. She would never forgive them. Never lie again. And maybe someday she’d make herself win. Maybe something with technology.
‘I’ve seen this before.’ ‘It’s a jaguar, senora.’ The expression on her face changed from curiosity to horror. ‘You are one of those, one of those soldiers, aren’t you?’ She dropped his arm and grabbed his shirt and started yellowing. ‘Maton! Murderer! Maton!’ (160)
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