20. Agent Z
“Agent Z,” a confident voice came from the other end of the phone line.
“It’s me,” the Almighty Z said simply.
There was a slight pause on the other end of the line until a slightly incredulous, “Almighty Z?”
“That’s right.” The Almighty Z answered, before rambling “I need your help. There was this attack and Tealians and these lightning cannon things and-”
Agent Z cut her off. “I’ll be there tomorrow.” The line went dead.
The Almighty Z lifted her head and squared her shoulders, facing the room of macabre-looking ZORG. “Help is on its way,” she said. “Agent Z is on her way.”
Cheers erupted in the room and the Almighty Z slipped out of Command Central amidst the chaos. As she took a mirrored elevator ride back up to the main level of her castle, exhaustion gradually hit her with the force of a thousand supernovas. Upon climbing what felt like a million stairs, she collapsed on top of her soft bed and slipped into an uneasy sleep without bothering to change out of her armored battle outfit.
Tomorrow was going to be a weird day.