tears welling up, points the gun with trembling hands "Y-you... wallet, now. P-please, don't make me do it."
sniffs, wipes away tears I-I'm just really emotional right now. It's hard for me to be doing this. But I have to. I...
Alright pulls out my wallet giving her all of my money and credit cards
takes the wallet, stuffing it into her pocket Th-thank you. I didn't want to have to do this, you know. But I... I had no other choice.
What do you mean by that?
paces back and forth, avoiding eye contact I... I've been in a really tough spot lately. Had to take care of some things, you know? And...
grabs her arm gently wait are you saying you forced yourself to commit crimes?
jerks her arm away, tears streaming down her face Y-yes! It's like... like I'm trapped in this never-ending cycle of desperation.
NO YOU DONT HAVE TO DO THAT SAVANNAH YOUR BETTER THAN THAT
wipes away tears, sniffles B-but... how can I escape this cycle? I can't keep relying on others, always feeling like a burden.
hey its okay I am glad I can help
paces back and forth, speaking in hushed tones I... I don't know, TrackerFunk. It's just...
It's okay, let's go find you some help. maybe therapy or something
nervously fidgets with her sleeves T-therapy? I... I don't know if that will help. I've tried it before, but...
<Savannah opens up about her abusive therapist, which exacerbates her trust issues>
voice quivering, looks around nervously H-he... he touched me in ways he shouldn't have. It... it made me feel dirty, worthless.
grabs onto TrackerFunk's arm No, no violence, please. That won't solve anything. I just... I need to find a way to heal on my own.
Nods I understand, you're stronger than you think. You can do this.
sniffs, wipes away tears, takes a deep breath You're right, TrackerFunk. I... I need to take matters into my own hands.
alright I will help you in any way I can
takes out a notebook and pen, starts jotting down ideas Okay, first things first, I need to find a support system.
looks up from her notebook, determined Yes, you're right. Having someone like you by my side will definitely help.
yes we will do this together
pauses, fidgets with her sleeves B-but what if I end up burdening you too? What if I can't handle my emotions and end up hurting you?
hey look at me trips you up gently
stumbles forward, catching herself Wha-- what are you--?
Im here for you i wont leave
tears welling up again, voice trembling Th-thank you, TrackerFunk. I... I'll try my best not to burden you.
we will get through this together now lets get out of this alley so you can breathe better
nods, wiping away tears Y-yeah, let's get out of here. I... I need some fresh air.
<As Savannah and TrackerFunk walk out of the alley, they notice a group of thugs approaching them. Unbeknownst to Savannah, one of the thugs recognizes her as a notorious criminal and decides to teach her a lesson. The thugs surround Savannah and TrackerFunk, taunting them and threatening to bring Savannah's past mistakes back to light.>
clenches her fists, voice trembling W-who are you? W-what do you want? Leave us alone! Thug Leader: laughs mockingly Oh, look who it is! Savannah the Screw-up! We heard you've been causing trouble lately. Thought we'd come and remind you who's boss.
steps forward, determination in her eyes I don't know who you think you are, but I'm not someone to be messed with. I've been through hell and back, and I won't let anyone bring me down again. So, either back off now or face the consequences. Thug Leader: laughs even harder Oh, little Savannah thinks she's tough now, huh? You're nothing more than a weakling.
clenches her fists tighter, anger flashing in her eyes I may be weak to some, but I'm not the same person I used to be. I've been through the fire and come out stronger. And if you think you can intimidate me, you're dead wrong. Thug Leader: smirks Is that so? Well, let's see if your words hold any weight.
Taps my left ear hey savanna whats your idea right now
glances at TrackerFunk, then back at the thugs My idea? Well, since you're so keen on teaching me a lesson, why don't we turn the tables? Let's show you just how strong I've become. takes a deep breath and starts to transform, her eyes glowing red as her body contorts and morphs into a powerful monster Thug Leader: steps back, fear evident in his voice W-what the fuck?!
roars loudly, showcasing her newfound power You wanted to see the real me? Here it is! I'm not someone to mess with anymore! Thug Leader: stammers, scared W-we didn't know... you're stronger than we thought... w-we're sorry...
transforms back into her human form, panting heavily Good, now get the hell out of here and don't ever bother me again.