[cashewmanz]

Amy watched from above and gasped under her breath as she saw Michael taken from the shadows. She'd felt terrible enough following him around without him knowing. She'd told him she had an interview this weekend, and left him alone, but stayed behind in order to see the sorts of things that he'd get up to without her around. Her parents needed to approve of him, after all, and she wasn't allowed to interfere with the approval process. But she couldn't let this happen. Michael worked hard for his money, and there was a good chance the muggers wouldn't care whether he'd given them a struggle or not. Not my love, you bastards...she thought.

She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small metal square. There were a myriad of glowing lights and buttons. Pressing one caused the square to fold out to about two square feet. Another combination of buttons caused a grid to light up, and the blueprint of a rifle to appear. After a few seconds, the plans had materialized and the weapon rested in her hands. "Excellent," she whispered as she looked down the sights.

When Michael's wallet hit the ground, the mugger released his grip on her boyfriend to pick it up. That's when he lined up perfectly. She shot an electrical bolt straight into his chest, stunning him temporarily. She leaped from the rooftop into the alley and grabbed the mugger's pistol, which disappeared into thin air along with her rifle. "You leave him alone, or you'll regret it," Amy threatened as stood guard in front of Michael.