One Hour...

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Twenty three hours...

She spent twenty three hours in a small, isolated cell in SHIELD custody. At first, it felt like those four walls were closing in on her. But it was not the four walls, it was herself.

How many people did she drive away? How much chaos did she bring? All for what? Friendship? So that if she died, she would be mourned? It was all pathetic, and she had to own it. All of it.

No one caused her to end up here, but herself. She did this, she created the chaos, she created a stupid false persona to try and "fit in", and now she destroyed everything around her. All that was left was to try and pick up what little pieces she could and move on.

No longer did she speak nervously or come off as timid as when she first arrived. And no longer would she allow other inmates to "punish" her for her actions. She has been punished enough. Now it was time to defend herself. No one was ever going to lay a hand on her, again.

Twenty three hours would be spent reading or exercising in her cell when she was awake. It kept her from going insane like some of the other inmates, and allowed her to get some strength back. Granted, she could still fight without her powers and quite well. But she needed an edge, and becoming more muscular and stronger helped with that.

Soon enough, twenty three hours was up, and her cell door opened. One hour with the general population now started. One hour that she had to fight to survive, and show she was not going to just it anymore. Wiping the back of her hand over the scar on her face, Alisa walked out of her cell, more confident than when she first walked in.

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[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa could hear them, but she said nothing. It was best not to engage verbally... a painful lesson she learned her first day at the Vault. absentmindedly rubbing the scar on her face, she continued to make her way towards the area that was set up for small games. Cards, dominoes, things like that.

If anyone was going to take her on, it was going to be in public view. One: To show she was not to be messed with and Two: Show the guards she did not start the fight.

[ngm_foes]

The big woman with the green stripe got in her way.

"So just what is so dangerous about you, tiny?"

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

What was so dangerous about herself? Alisa tilted her head to the side, before giving the woman with the gamma stripe an answer.

"Trust me, you don' wanna know." She frowned a bit. "Why don' you go pick on de guy in de glasses over dere. Heard he hacked into SHIELD security. Might be more o' your speed in a fight, anyway."

[ngm_foes]

Gamma-Stripe kept herself in Alisa's way, while Mohawk got behind her.

"You're the only one around here I ain't heard of before, and they treat you like some kind of time bomb. I wanna know why that is."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Really? I thought everyone else got de same security treatment as me." Her tone was mocking. She really was in no mood to explain how or why she was considered so dangerous. And now that mood soured more when someone came up from behind her.

In a split second, Alisa's training as a top Enforcer kicked in. She spun around, hitting the woman in the mohawk in a very sensitive pressure point in her shoulder, turned about, then dropped to the ground to hit some pressure points in the Gamma-Stripped woman's legs, before sliding between them and distancing herself from the group.

Her powers may not be on, but she was still fast.

"Not nice to sneak up on a gal like that! Where are your manners, ladies?"

[ngm_foes]

Gamma-Stripe got up first. Even stripped of her powers, she was built like a freight train. The pressure points had hurt, but she had mean on her side. Mohawk was slower, rubbing her shoulder.

"That," Gamma-Stripe said, "was a mistake."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Like I have not heard dat one before." Really, everything she did was a mistake. SHE was a mistake. But that was not going to stop her from fighting. With a smirk on her face, Alisa managed to jump up and punch at another pressure point on the Gamma Striped woman. This time it was in her neck, followed by a quick blow to another one in her shoulder.

Alisa really did not fear that the woman was more powered than her, or was built like a train. She knew she had this fight, even if no one else knew that.

"Come on! I can do dis all day! At least give me SOME challenge!"

[ngm_foes]

While the big woman cried out in pain, Mohawk got behind Alisa, kicking her in the kidneys.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

The shot to her kidneys hurt like hell, but Alisa fought not to show it. Instead, she stumbled for a moment, feigning weakness for a few seconds.

"Oh, ouch... you got me! What ever am I to do?" She continued to mock her opponents. Alisa then managed to perform a roundhouse kick, making sure it was her cybernetic leg that hit the woman with the Mohawk across the jaw.

"I spend twenty three fuckin' hours in a cell wit' de lights on! You t'ink I got anyt'ing to lose!?"

[ngm_foes]

"Bring it, then!" Gamma-Stripe yelled, pounding a fist into Alisa's face.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Well, that hurt. Alisa swore she heard a crack with that punch. Without her powers, she could get damaged pretty easily. In this case, she would end up with a black eye from that punch and thankfully nothing more.

"Lucky shot." She hissed in pain, before charging head in to begin slamming her fists and feet into all the pressure points she can. She moves fast despite her own pain. Punches and kicks are thrown, and she knows she is leaving the giant woman in a great deal of pain.

"Like I said, I really got nuthin' to lose!" She really did not. At this point, she would rather die than go back to that cell. And if she was going to die, she was going to go out fighting.

[ngm_foes]

There's two of them, and one of her. For every blow Alisa does land, there's another one coming from another direction.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

She keeps going for a few more minutes, but her body is starting to give out on her. It sucked not having powers, it sucked being in the Vault, and it sucked being alone.

" However, it doesn' suck to know it is my fault I got into dis place, an' dat I ain' de monster I t'ought I was for years." She thought to herself. " Well... at least I am goin' out more awesome den I was when I came into dis place. I mean, who can say dey did as much damage as I did wit'out powers?"

The last blow she took was to her head, sending her down to the ground for the count. Everything now looked blurry as hell, and everything sounded fuzzy.