Abbie's Alibi

Abbie would take care of that gang of retrograde thugs once and for all. No more would they take advantage of the kind people of the neighborhood. No more would they beat up on innocent kids. They definitely would not be raping any more girls ever again. Abbie had a plan that she was setting into motion and would get rid of the gang of galoots once and for all.

The reign of the Dukes of Frampton would end one way or another by the end of the day. The Dukes had terrorized the community long enough. They stole lunch money from school kids. Poor old ladies could not walk their dogs without fear of being tormented. Mothers couldn’t send their children out to play without fear of them being kidnapped and used for gang purposes. Abbie planned to end their reign, and she would enact it today.

No one would suspect her of getting rid of the gang. First of all, she was a “weak” girl. Second, she’d never left her phone anywhere.

So, she set out to seek her revenge on the degenerates. She dressed in clothes that no one would recognize and looked for trouble. The battle had started, and the Dukes didn’t even know it.

She found the first one alone in an alley and quickly took care of him with a poison dart. He died a painful, slow death before her eyes. She watched as he foamed at the mouth before she left him.

She dropped bricks from a five-story building onto two others' heads as they walked down an empty sidewalk. The bricks found their marks. She quickly left to find the others.

She saw one getting picked up by the police and knew she’d have to let him go for the time being. Maybe he’d learn his lesson in jail, and she wouldn’t have to do anything to him. She would wait and see how his cards played out.

The last five she found inside their hideout. She had figured she would and had already nailed the windows shut. So now she blocked the doors to where they would not open. Once she had done that, she turned the gas off long enough to turn off the pilot lights on the appliances, then turned it back on. Then she sat back and waited. Then she threw a fire bomb into a window to finish off the job. Considering she had soaked the outside in kerosene earlier in the day, the building blazed up in roaring fire quickly. As she ran off, she could hear the screams of the gang of bullies trying to get out.

She ran to the other side of town and caught the number twelve bus to East Nettleton. Then she grabbed the number two bus to West Frampton, where she boarded the number six bus. She had left her phone taped to the underside of a bus seat on the number six bus. There were days she spent riding this bus so no one would suspect she wasn’t on the bus if anyone checked her phone’s location. And since she never went anywhere without her phone, everyone would believe she was riding the bus. Plus, the cameras were out on the buses since the Dukes broke them, so the authorities couldn’t check that way. These factors would be her alibi. And no one would suspect her because she was such a small girl.

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EDIT: Vocal made me edit the good parts out of this story. Even with the content warning, it was unacceptable for Vocal.