Senri's Short Story Essay: The First Vietnam War

Another day, another run. Far from being dull, though, Senri saw it as yet another opportunity to push herself. So it was that she found herself out by Central Park turning the streets into her playground, her medical supplies strapped to her legs as usual. A good thing, too, because from the sound of that explosion, she was going to need them! Curiosity and concern both piqued, she made a beeline for its source, helped along by the smoke already trailing into the sky. Gathering the wind about herself, she kicked in a burst of speed, feet barely touching the ground. As an afterthought, she fumbled out the polarized ski goggles that served to conceal her identity, slipping them over her head with a wince as the already fastened straps pull at her hair. She tugs her hood up just in time to round a corner... and skid to a stop at the scene unfolding before her. "All this only a few blocks away. What are the odds...?" In
Though the thought of distracting Doom's attention her way drew a grimace from her, especially since an attempt was being made to talk him down, there were already casualties, possibly critical. So, taking a deep breath, she slipped out her smartphone. Raising it over her head along with her free hand, she announced, "Licensed paramedic on scene! I am activating the Emergency Medical System. Please permit me to triage and administer first aid." With her thumb, she made an emergency call to 911, tapping the speaker on. From her phone came, "New York City 911. What is the nature of your emergency?" Watching Doom carefully, she replied without lowering her arms, "Yes, hello. I am currently in front of the Latverian embassy, address..." Rattling off the address, she continued, "A police cruiser has been blown up, and there are casualties. Be advised: Cause is Doctor Doom. There are supers on scene." As she spoke, she edged very slowly toward the cruiser in