The 'Keye That Breaks The 'Locke

I look back now, and I think of the first time I really felt in control of
my own life again.

I'd been taken in by the Coda, an ancient order of warriors and assassins
that had given rise to the legend of the Amazons in Classical Greece and
beyond.

In all fairness, Artemis and my fellow Sisters were good to me and for me,
giving me opportunities to make the most of my Otherworldly potential.

They healed my broken mind, strengthened my spirit and body, and taught me
how to fight and win, Hekate's Scythe, they taught me how to live again, and
for that I am grateful.

I had been working to further their aims, as was required by my then-status
as a Coda Daughter, working toward gaining the vaunted status of full
Sister, that would earn me my freedom to come and do as I chose.

I remember that night in Barcelona, where I had been assigned to eliminate a
gang of thugs who were threatening Artemis's interests in the Catalan
region...

Then neon-splash night club district that makes Broadway look like it's lit
by candlelight, and in a city populated by a people as passionate as they
come, it also surpasses the back streets of Broadway, or the West End of
London in other ways as well.

I was knee deep in would-be Mafia wiseguys who thought they stood to gain
something by interfering in Coda business, and as usual, any kind of a brawl
like that draws a crowd.

I remember the thoughts of the bloody rubberneckers, wondering what sort of
fight it was, when one woman, in purple and black armor, wades through a
gang of men, leaving nothing but broken minded husks in her wake.

I remember how quickly they left, when they realized that my attention was
turning to them, and they wondered at my accent, I'm certain, as I am a
Briton, and it leaves one's other languages with an odd flavour to it...

But that night, I knew I was ready, and with Artemis's blessing, I was
elevated to the much-vaunted rank of full Sister, having paid my dues over
several years of training and fealty in exchange for the healing of my body,
mind and soul.

I was ready for revenge, and to finally confront those who had wronged me,
but little did I know, that my quest for justice would lead to something of
a revolution!

I am Liz Braddock.

This is my tale.