Katia's Boating Quest: Outmaneuvering the Pro-Russian Commandos

Katia found herself in a familiar situation. She was crouched on the roof of a Mayfield building, watching a group of Russians hold up the bank across the street. The Russians were not here for money, but for revenge. About two months ago, one of their leaders was killed by Katia and her team of "freedom fighters" and they wanted to even the score. Katia figured it would be easier to let them take what they wanted, then sneak in and take out the leader while they were distracted.

She took out her binoculars and saw a woman with red hair holding a baby walk up to the front desk. She looked pretty young, probably no older than twenty. Katia didn't know why she had a baby with her, but she assumed it was probably hers. Katia had always wanted kids, but she knew they couldn't live in this world. As soon as that thought popped into her head, an explosion rocked the building across from her. One of the Russians must have set off one of the bombs that were strapped to his body. The red-haired woman screamed as debris came down around her. Her screams turned into whimpers as smoke began to fill the air around her.

Katia's blood began to boil as she watched this scene unfold before her. She started to dig through her bag for something powerful enough to help her cause at this moment. What she found instead was a picture of herself when she was younger standing with two other girls in front of a fountain somewhere in Italy. One girl had long brown hair parted at the side and wore glasses like Katia did now, while the other girl had short black hair and wore casual sunglasses like Katia did now. "So beautiful..." she whispered to herself as she stared at the picture before putting it back in her bag and searching for another weapon.

Then, an idea came to mind: why not make use of tactics used by firemen? She opened up her bag once more to find several water pistols filled with purple liquid inside them. "Aha!" she exclaimed as she grabbed one of them and quickly made her way down from the roof top towards the bank across from her that was slowly filling up with smoke from the fire caused by that bomb earlier on in the day.

She got one shot off before someone noticed what was going on inside their "perfect crime." A Russian man came out of no where right in front of Katia aiming his gun directly at her head, ready to pull the trigger if he needed to. But that's when things got interesting...the man suddenly noticed something wasn't right about this situation, especially since there seemed to be purple liquid coming out of his mouth after coughing uncontrollably repeatedly while still pointing his gun at Katia's head! He tried spitting some out, but found it difficult because he'd already swallowed it all! The Russian man fell over on his side unconscious as he continued trying to spit out all of this purple liquid!

"Ha! This will teach you guys not to mess with Italy," Katia mumbled under her breath as she hopped over him and continued walking towards the bank door.*