Kaia (age 15) can manipulate and shatter glass. On a mission to stop a terrorist cell, she surrenders to a guard to create a distraction for her teammate, Ezio.
Kaia did her best not to stare at the gun he had pointed at her heart. She could see out into the hallway through the small window behind him, but there wasn't any movement. Hopefully, Ezio had already escaped.
Kaia didn't think, even in this situation, she could seriously hurt or kill someone deliberately, but she just might be able to give herself a chance…she closed her eyes.
"Don't think about trying anything. I really don't care that you're a kid – you're still an intruder."
There was a small sound, like the first tinkling crack when you step on thin ice. Then the window blew inwards, showering the guard with little slivers of glass, enough that he instinctively turned away to protect himself.
Kaia didn't hesitate. She ran for the door, putting everything she had into it – every drop of adrenaline, every ounce of strength – pouring it all into every step.
It wasn't enough.
She was choking somehow, and then, before she could even hazard a guess why, she was floating in midair, her feet kicking uselessly underneath her and her fingers grasping frantically at whatever was keeping her from breathing.
The guard was holding her up by her hoodie, and the front of it was gouging into her throat, cutting off her air supply. He pulled her up so her face swung about a foot away from his. There was a small trickle of blood running down his cheek where a shard must have grazed him. "I don't know how you did that, little mouse, but it was a very bad move."