This is really something up in the air, and not sure where it'll go, so I felt hey why not toss out what I have and get some c and c It's still a rough draft, and a little...sad I guess
The mother and child huddled together for warmth. The strong scent of plaster and smoke filled the air in the rubble of what was once a downtown apartment highrise. The mother looked down at her child who lay semi-unconcious in her lap, a gentle finger wiping away soot and a smattering of blood from a cut as her eyes watered a little.
She instinctivley clutched her child close, body hovering over her son as she felt the building shift more, the one lone light illuminating the room going out with not so much as a sputter a dull thump noise echoed throughout the collapsed structure.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the end, silently hoping that her child would be spared regardless of her own fate.
The crumbling room shook again, a cloying mix of smoke, gas fumes and plaster filled the room, the cieling above them bowing to the packed on weight of the crushed floors above them, she braced her self, huddling over her child as the ruinous crash came down, her eyes meeting those of her child's and through the ruinous crash, he could barely make out
"I love you"
There was a crash, the horrid sound of crunching, a sound, a scream, then a heavy thud. Then blackness.
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She wiped her brow, moving a lock of raven black hair from her field of vision, the only sound in her ears was her own haggard breathing, her vision swept the area, all around her
and her downed opponent was wreckage, the few undamaged street lights flickered on and off with the waning electricity, she frowned a little as she walked over to her fallen adversary. Her barefoot falls rumbling slightly, the tremors caused dislodging a few piles of ruined bricks, or hostling the crushed car.
Seeing that her foe was alive, but unconcious she restrained her arms and legs with a zip cord, then tapped her ear, sighing.
"This is Nadia.....the situation is under control here. It's safe to send in rescue teams and clean up crews."
There was a brief moment of silence, then a faint roger.
The giantess, now identified as Nadia waited....her face showing sorrow as she started sifting through rubble, in the distance flashing lights and the faint whine of sirens, and whir of helicopter blades greeted her ears as she carefully moved rubble and debris out the way.
She let out a breath she'd been holding, since the fight ended, so far it seemed there'd been no casualties.
That changed, the rescue teams arrived to find the woman on her knees, shuddering, her hands cupped around a mother, body growing cold in her palms, and a shivering unconcious child..
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