**A little collage of "Alex the Ace" the picture is an AI version of what I think she looks like. Also 2 of many sarcastic remarks that describe her**

The sun started to sink behind the mountains, even though it was still mid afternoon. Alex had stood still as a shadow for an hour waiting, before Alex heard the rumble of trucks.

"Alex. Heads up, they are on route." Thomas spoke in her ear.

"Yes Tommy, even with one good ear I can hear those damn trucks." She muttered back, "If you're going to keep stating the obvious I'm taking my com out. And Vince won't like that."

Vince's voice crackled back. "No. No I won't like it! Keep that thing in! We need tabs on you! If WICKED gets a hold of you...everything is compromised! You know too much and you're a high valued target now! I still think this is a bad idea!"

"See Tommy? Don't Piss Vince off."

She heard Thomas groan and the girls snigger.

"Also Vince?" Alex muttered.

"What?"

"Shut up. You know perfectly well I have an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other and I'm dead in one ear...so I can only listen to one voice. And right now I'm trying to concentrate." She replied with a slight smirk.

It was Vince's turn to groan.

The rumble got louder. Alex's stomach danced with excitement, she knew these WICKED trucks brought a few more unsuspecting victims, increasing her personal body count. Alex knew she was twisted, broken and twisted. Taking out WICKED lackeys and elites made her feel better.

Alex used to hate these missions, she thought they were too slow and a waste of time. She would rather just storm all the known WICKED compounds and burn them down; ripping them apart, brick by brick, destroying everything in her way. She still thought they were a waste of time, but she got to at least tick off WICKED and take a few of their soldiers out. It gave her a rush. Maybe she was losing it, drifting too far away, but there was nothing like the thrill, the rush of an impending fight, firing a gun, shooting a few arrows, knowing a few less guards and Soilders weren't going back to Janson.

She smiled meliciously as the first truck came into view.

Alex pulled her bow off her back and knocked an arrow. She brought it up and held it, the string pulled tight. Waiting. The first truck slowed down. She could see the driver look at his buddy. The truck came to a complete stop, the engines still idling. Alex smiled, these fools stopped right where they wanted them to. It would make Brenda and Kenzie's job easier. She knew the extra back up, with air and ground support was unnecessary, this was definitely a job The Power Squad could have handled on their own. But with two high valued targets, Vince wanted this done to the max.

The WICKED soldiers sat there for a moment unsure what to do. Alex could see the second truck pulling up and stopped behind the first. Alex stood there in the middle of the street, bow pulled tight. Still waiting. They slowly opened the truck doors and pulled their guns out.

Perfect. Keep coming, you idiots.

They took another cautious step towards the loan person shrouded in black holding a bow and arrow, unsure if they should raise their guns or not. They kept glancing at each other and around them.

The second truck's doors opened and the soldiers from that truck also hopped out.

Her ear com buzzed, "They are coming towards you." Vince stated.

"Shut up." Alex snapped.

"What?" A soldier yelled, they had all stopped, raising their guns, pointing them at her.

They couldn't see her full face, because of her hood pulled over, shadowing her face, but Alex smiled evilly at them, her bow still pulled taut, her eyes never leaving them.

"Oh I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to the voice in my head."

The soldiers visibly leaned away. She heard giggling from Brenda, Kenzie and Harriet in her ear. Alex smiled again.

"Drop your weapon!" One brave guy finally called.

"How about No." Alex responded.

"Look kid, there are 4 of us and only one of you. Not good odds."

"Oh, those are great odds. You should be more worried about yourselves." Alex sassed. She still hadn't moved or lowered her bow. Her arm had started to shake, not a lot but enough to know her muscles were working.

"Kid, looks like you need some help from above! We're going to have you surround right away. Say your prayers." One soldier sassed her, he had a cocky smirk on his face, he had lowered his gun to his side. He thought he was so witty. This guy had no idea what he had walked into.

"Oh I already have help from above, you idiot." She smiled again at them. She could hear her girls chuckle in her crackly com.

"You think we're going to be struck by some lightning, smitted from the almighty above?" Another soldier chuckled.

"Something like that." Alex said dryly. "Ready?" She asked.

The soldiers looked at each other confused.

"What?"

"Again. I was talking to the many voices in my head" Alex said calmly.

"Loose." She whispered as she let go of the string.

The arrow streaked across the short distance and sunk into the front soldier's chest. A split second after the arrow left her hand shots were fired from above her. Two more soldiers dropped. Alex had another arrow aimed at the last soldier, before he understood what happened. The guard spun around in a confused circle. He looked back at Alex, absolutely dumbfounded.

"I told you I had help from above. Now take me to the second truck where the fool who calls herself a doctor is." Alex growled. His face twisted in horror.

"How...how do you know about...?" He stuttered.

"Oh you poor fool of a man, I know quite a bit." Alex paused, "I'm not going to ask you again. I'm not opposed to shooting a knee or two. Or a shoulder." Alex threatened.

He still didn't move. Whether he was stupid or stubborn, Alex didn't care.

"Last warning."

Her voice was quite calm, considering she was threatening violence. The man hadn't moved, his eyes were wide staring at his fellow soldiers, dead at his feet. She let the arrow fly. It pierced his shoulder. He screamed in pain, dropping to his knees, holding his bloody shoulder. Alex had her arrow pointed at the soldier withering in pain on the ground.

"Get up and bring me to your fool of a doctor." Alex raised her voice.

Her patience was wearing thin. He struggled to his feet and staggered forwards, clutching his shoulder.

"You won't get away with this!" He hissed through the pain.

"Oh my poor stupid friend. I already have. I have for many many months." She pushed him forward again.

"Wait...the supplies disappearing... disappearing WICKED employees... that was you? We...we thought it was cranks getting bolder!" He stuttered.

The realization on his face made Alex laugh at him. Her laugh was flat and without any actual humor. She pulled her hood off, revealing who she really was, though you would think the bow would give it away, she was the only one who preferred to use a bow and arrow over a gun. His face went from horrified understanding to anger when he realized who had been undermining WICKED.

"WICKED really is stupid. Or your bosses are lying to you. You should know by now, all WICKED does is lie. Come on move."

He stumbled to the second truck. It was a half armored truck with the back tarped and covering supplies.

Jackpot.

"No kids this time." Alex said into her com.

"Copy that." She heard Vince sigh in relief.

Alex shoved the guard again, he had given her a weird look.

"The voices in my head. Remember?" Alex gave him a twisted grin, tapping her head. The guard gave her another terrified look. Alex just pushed him towards the truck door.

"Open it. Do anything else an' I'll shoot you." Alex demanded.

He did as he was told, took his blood soaked hand and opened the door, he stumbled back and sunk to the ground. Alex stepped up to the open door, bow raised.

"Get out."

2 soldiers and a lady in a pressed white suit climbed out. To Alex's delight the lady looked terrified. Alex turned her attention to the soldiers. The shorter one took a step forward, hands raised.

"Hello Alex, it's been a while, but it's good to finally see you again!" He smiled, with a nod.

"Hello Jack." She said, nodding back at the man. "The Cap will be happy to see you. Thanks for all your help the last few months. Oh, and thanks for working video surveillance when we escaped them last year, very helpful, we owe you. This truckload of supplies will be welcomed gratefully, since last raid we acquired another 15 kids, from these Ass-"

"-LANGUAGE!" Newt screamed in her ear.

"-From these ASS HOLES." Alex yelled louder over Newt yelling in her ear.

She heard Newt sigh in frustration with her.

Jack stepped to the side and over to stand beside her, a smug smile on his face as he turned to look at the other two. The lady's face slipped into anger, shock and frustration and back into terror as Alex pulled back on the string of her bow.

"You...you...were passing information to her..? Loyalty means nothing to you!" She spat. But the quiver in her voice gave away how scared she really was.

"Oh, loyalty means everything to me. Why do you think I'm working with Captain Ronin? He was and still is my Squad leader. He is a brother. I'm loyal to my family. I'm just not loyal to YOU, an organization who tortures kids. And ignores the needs of the people you abandon." Jack scoffed at her.

"Ain't that the truth." Alex agreed. "Jack, this idiot over there?" Alex asked, nodding her head towards the other soldier.

"Nah, he's unfortunately one of their brainwashed morons." He shrugged and shook his head.

Alex had taken her eyes off them while Jack was talking when there was a gunshot and a blue ball of electricity hit Alex in the side. Alex took a step sideways staggering. Alex regained her balance and turned to look back at the Doctor who had taken the soldier's gun from his holster and shot Alex.

"Bad move, Doc."

Alex looked at her, with a manic smile. Alex took a step towards her, the Doctor scrambled backwards hitting the truck. Blue electricity jumped over Alex's body. Alex could feel her heart racing, and a flood of adrenaline rushed through her. Alex's pupils dilated. She threw her head back and laughed.

This is such an evil villain move. Ahh I love it! I feel so alive!

"What..? What..how. .?" The soldier stammered.

"Becuse this is what WICKED does
Didn't they tell you? Used me as shucken science experiment. And now...I'm like Thor, the God of Thunder."

The soilder hit the truck with a splatter of blood up the door, Alex shot him in the chest with an arrow. The arrow went through him pinning him to the door. The soldier on the ground with an arrow in his arm was squirming, reaching for something.

"I wouldn't do that." Alex warned.

Electricity was still jumping over her body. It made her feel alive. It was an instant adrenaline hit. This was better than her bike. She still wasn't sure how she was immune to the electricity, Dr. Prior tried explaining it, but it never made sense to her. All she knew was that it was whatever concoction of Herculean trial serums they injected her with. Her heart and brain didn't shut down, it came alive. A shucken science experiment. A human gunnie pig, turned freak.

The guy didn't listen. There was a bang. Alex looked over her shoulder. Jack had shot him before her, a look of disgust on his face.

"I hate WICKED." He muttered.

"That makes two of us. Thanks Jack. Captain is back there. Waiting for you." Jack nodded.

"You good here?" He asked, indicating to the doctor who was now cowering on the ground, getting her white suit dirty. Alex just nodded. Jack nodded back and spun around and left. Alex lent down and grabbed the collar of the Doctor's pristine suit and hulled her to her feet. Alex still had some electricity jumping over her arms and hands when she made contact with the doctor she sent a shock wave through her, she shrieked in pain. Alex hulled the Doctor to her feet.

"Doesn't feel good, does it Doc?" Alex mocked. She let go of her collar and pushed her. "walk to the warehouse or I'll drag you. Choice is yours."

Alex shoved the Doctor forwards. As they walked down the street, Alex took her earpiece out and shoved it into her pocket.

Vince, Newt and Thomas were too moral...you can't have good morals when dealing with WICKED elites.

Alex shoved the Doctor again, making her turn down a dark side street, instead of the warehouse. She marched her down the street and turned down a dark alley to another connecting street. Away from prying eyes and overbearing adults. Alex kicked open a door and looked inside. She shook her head and pushed the Doctor further down the street. Alex kicked another door open. Still not right. Alex pushed the Doctor down another back alley.

"What..what are you looking for?" The Doctor whimpered, Alex was dragging her by the collar now.

"The perfect place." Alex replied, "And I found it."