Death by sneakers?
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 28
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Edna slowly backed away in fear as Trish pocketed the size-ray and pulled off her one of her sneakers. It seemed the school delinquent had come to a decision. She was going to do to her what she had originally planned for Heather. Death by sneakers.
Edna remembered the vile smell and it seemed almost worse than before. It made her want to wretch, but somehow she managed to hold down her lunch. Trish grinned evilly as she saw the 'ant' start to back away. Good! She should be afraid. She should be very, very, very, VERY, afraid.
"It's showtime." Trish smiled as she slammed her shoe into the ground. The resulting shockwave sent Edna skidding across the ground violently. Whatever structure was left standing behind her was obliterated by the sheer force and sent sailing through the air.
The geek girl slowly crawled to her feet to see the giant DC logo of Trish's rundown sneakers staring back at her. All color left her face knowing Trish fully intended on sending her to a very embarrassing and stinky demise. She had to get away! She couldn't die like this!
She tried to turn tail, but found her path cut off by the dingy socked foot of her new goddess. Edna stopped dead in her tracks and looked up to see Trish's face. The evil look in her eyes was like that of a cat that's cornered it's prey. There was no way to escape her. Not at her size.
"Where do you think you're going?" Trish taunted. "I thought you were supposed to be a tough girl. Just how weak are you?"
The geek girl broke out into a cold sweat as Trish threw her words back in her face. Was this what she was like when consumed by power? Comparing how Trish was acting now to how she'd been acting not to long ago, it was like looking in a mirror.
Edna was so lost in her own head she almost didn't register that the ground beneath her was getting further and further away. Terror filled her heart as she realized there were two very large finger nails that raising her up by the shirt. Trish had caught her.
Ruthie couldn't help but look at her friend with pity. She had brought this all on herself. She had ample opportunity to stop this madness but chose to let her insanity run free. Too many innocent lives had been lost. Now it was time for Edna to learn that her actions had consequences.
Edna was now staring face to face with both Trish and Ruth whilst being dangled precariously over the former's stink trap. This wasn't at all what she wanted. All she wanted was to make Heather pay. Then that's when Ruthie's words from earlier came back to her. Why did she do all this? She'd gotten her revenge so why continue making others suffer?
"Hey nerd!?" Trish called. "I hope you've made peace with your maker because you're going to be seeing him real soon."
Edna's could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to die. Not like this! Not in such an undignified manner! "Wait!" She cried. "Ruthie! Stop her, please! It's me, Edna! Your best friend! I surrender! I'll stop! I'll turn myself in! I'll do anything you want just stop her, please!"
Ruth looked just as much torn as she was shocked. Edna was crying. The mania that once consumed her seemed to have disappeared. The nerd she'd been friends with for so long was back and the stranger wearing her face was nowhere to be found. The only problem now was what was she going to do. On the one hand she didn't want to sentence her friend to death. On the other, she'd done way too much for her to just let her go unpunished either.
Trish, noticing her new gal pal's confusion let out an annoyed sigh. "It's your call."
Edna remembered the vile smell and it seemed almost worse than before. It made her want to wretch, but somehow she managed to hold down her lunch. Trish grinned evilly as she saw the 'ant' start to back away. Good! She should be afraid. She should be very, very, very, VERY, afraid.
"It's showtime." Trish smiled as she slammed her shoe into the ground. The resulting shockwave sent Edna skidding across the ground violently. Whatever structure was left standing behind her was obliterated by the sheer force and sent sailing through the air.
The geek girl slowly crawled to her feet to see the giant DC logo of Trish's rundown sneakers staring back at her. All color left her face knowing Trish fully intended on sending her to a very embarrassing and stinky demise. She had to get away! She couldn't die like this!
She tried to turn tail, but found her path cut off by the dingy socked foot of her new goddess. Edna stopped dead in her tracks and looked up to see Trish's face. The evil look in her eyes was like that of a cat that's cornered it's prey. There was no way to escape her. Not at her size.
"Where do you think you're going?" Trish taunted. "I thought you were supposed to be a tough girl. Just how weak are you?"
The geek girl broke out into a cold sweat as Trish threw her words back in her face. Was this what she was like when consumed by power? Comparing how Trish was acting now to how she'd been acting not to long ago, it was like looking in a mirror.
Edna was so lost in her own head she almost didn't register that the ground beneath her was getting further and further away. Terror filled her heart as she realized there were two very large finger nails that raising her up by the shirt. Trish had caught her.
Ruthie couldn't help but look at her friend with pity. She had brought this all on herself. She had ample opportunity to stop this madness but chose to let her insanity run free. Too many innocent lives had been lost. Now it was time for Edna to learn that her actions had consequences.
Edna was now staring face to face with both Trish and Ruth whilst being dangled precariously over the former's stink trap. This wasn't at all what she wanted. All she wanted was to make Heather pay. Then that's when Ruthie's words from earlier came back to her. Why did she do all this? She'd gotten her revenge so why continue making others suffer?
"Hey nerd!?" Trish called. "I hope you've made peace with your maker because you're going to be seeing him real soon."
Edna's could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to die. Not like this! Not in such an undignified manner! "Wait!" She cried. "Ruthie! Stop her, please! It's me, Edna! Your best friend! I surrender! I'll stop! I'll turn myself in! I'll do anything you want just stop her, please!"
Ruth looked just as much torn as she was shocked. Edna was crying. The mania that once consumed her seemed to have disappeared. The nerd she'd been friends with for so long was back and the stranger wearing her face was nowhere to be found. The only problem now was what was she going to do. On the one hand she didn't want to sentence her friend to death. On the other, she'd done way too much for her to just let her go unpunished either.
Trish, noticing her new gal pal's confusion let out an annoyed sigh. "It's your call."
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