When the law fails, vengeance sometimes grows legs—long, fast, and trained to strike.
Prompt
Nicole Jensen didn’t just feel anger—she tasted it, metallic and sharp, like blood on the tongue before a fight.
Nicole’s world froze the moment she heard her Aunt Nancy’s broken voice spill through the phone. The kind-faced stranger who’d asked to “borrow her phone for a moment” had emptied every savings account, every retirement fund, every dollar her aunt had stored for the quiet years of life. Twenty seconds. That’s all it took for him to steal decades of sacrifice. Nicole, the undefeated regional mixed martial arts champion, felt something ancient rise within her—a promise forged in fire. She swore she’d recover her aunt’s money, no matter the cost. And then she made a second vow, whispered so softly even she barely heard it: He will leave this world on a stretcher. Nicole slipped her hands into her training gloves and tightened the straps. Justice wouldn’t come politely. It would come on her terms.
Readers Question
If you were Nicole, would you pursue justice through the system—or take matters into your own hands?