<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>On the street<br/>With everyone</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Being told to stay where she was standing was bittersweet. Yes, she loved when Tristyn went off to save the day and to get Michelle's bag from the looter, but as the confrontation wasn't resolved through words alone, the appearance of the knife in the looter's hand was a disadvantage for the already patched-up Tristyn. This was no scene to get excited about, for in times of desperation, this is what the city has come to. Without power, the moral scale was tipped and with the law with its hands full, everyday good people turn into criminals just to survive. With the knife slashing Tristyn's good arm and a heart-wrenching screaming to her side, which turned out to be Sana being grabbed by a man, she flinched, dropping her bags to the floor. She gasped and fell back against a car and saw Tristyn on the ground favoring his good arm, which had a fresh cut on it. The looter with the knife brandished the weapon before her man and Danielle thought she had no power in her to help her. Shuffling to her side drew her attention and in a manner of seconds, Mayson runs over to a caputred Sana, impaling the man holding her with a sheet of metal from the crashes.<br/><br/>Danielle looked down at her bag, seeing one zipper that was left unopened. In the compartment was batteries, likely fried by the solar flare and completely useless in a camera that did not need power to run. There was a least twenty batteries the size of small rocks in the bag and Danielle realized she must have forgotten to take the batteries out of her bag. They had no use in this disaster, but as the looter drew closer with his knife towards her man, Danielle realized that they had a use after all.<br/><br/>The looter with the knife took one last step towards Tristyn. He had a menacing smile on his face, thinking he had power just by holding the knife. He was about to lunge his arm towards Tristyn when something hit him square on his temple. The object fell from his head and rolled over to where Tristyn was laying. The object was a battery, similar in size and shape to a memory stick he confiscated years ago. If Tristyn turned his head, he would see Danielle standing where he told her to stand and stay. In her hand was bunch of batteries. In the other was one single batteries, which she used to pelt the looter with.<strong>"Stay away from him, motherfucker!"</strong>she exclaimed after her second throw. She threw a third, causing the man to stagger back, in line with a jagged piece of metal hanging off a nearby SUV. She threw a fourth and it soared low, miraculously hitting the man's hand and knocking the knife out, letting it fall and clatter to the asphalt. She continued throwing batteries in hopes that it would distract the man from Tristyn, who she signaled with a knock.<em>Get him, baby,</em>she mouthed.