Prompt: Write a story in 26 sentences, with each sentence starting with the respective letter of the alphabet.
Allison sighed as the sounds of bullets going through the store windows echoed in the shop. Becky was not going to be happy. Cannonball had broken the windows last month, and they had just recently been replaced by the insurance company.
Dust exploded above Allison as one of the bullets hit a vase that had been long-forgotten on a shelf behind the register. Eric held onto her arm to pull her down, and the pair huddled behind the register’s counter, the sounds of the robbers pilfering the goods from the store’s shelves. Fingers, rough and dirty, groped around the cash register, probably trying to find a button to open the drawer. Gently, Allison reached up and pressed the worn panic button that was hidden under the register, doing her best to stay out of reach of the robber’s hand.
“How long do you think it will take them to get here?” Eric whispered.
“I don’t know,” Allison said, “but probably not too long. Jason timed them during the last robbery, and it only took them about six minutes.”
Kneeling on the cement floor wasn’t easy on Allison’s legs, and after about two minutes, she was wishing that the cavalry would arrive on the scene. Laughter made her look up, and she swallowed hard when she looked into the barrel of the robbers’ guns pointed at Eric and her. Mentally praying for help, Allison stood up on shaking legs and slowly raised her hands in surrender, with her coworker mimicking her movements. Normally she wouldn’t have been so nervous, what with living in a city that was overrun with villains and superheroes alike, but she had never been standing at gunpoint before. Outbreaks of thieves and burglars were common in this city, despite the numerous heroes that patrolled the area.
Plastic hockey masks covered the faces of the robbers, and they wordlessly directed Allison and Eric to the back wall of the store. Quietly, they obeyed, but Allison couldn’t help but sneak a glance out the bullet-riddled windows. Rush, at the very least with his super speed, should have been at the scene by now, or even Gigabyte with her swift electricity should have arrived.
She felt her stomach drop at the idea that Eric and she were in this alone, that maybe the superheroes of the city were too busy to deal with an armed robbery. Together, Allison and Eric would have to figure out how to get away from the robbers. Until backup arrived, either in the form of heroes or the police, they would be on their own.
Vaguely, Allison realized that the robbers were trying to get Eric to open the cash drawer for them. With all of her strength, she grabbed a nearby thick folder of paperwork and smashed it over the head of one of the robbers. Xeroxed copies of “Guidelines for New Hires” snowed around the group, prompting Allison to grab Eric’s hand, and the two raced for the door. Yells from the robbers did not slow them down, and they made it out of the shop as the police were arriving.
Zero costumed heroes made it to the scene that day, but Allison realized that simple people like herself could be heroes when they needed to be.