After catching the scene on the news, Kitty hurried as fast as she could, though she'd come to find that whatever was happening, it was far too late to stop it. "Please! I'm just trying to hel--" There was no way to get it through the woman's panic-stricken mind. Kitty let the bullets pass through her before she grabbed her and yanked the gun out of the woman's hand, then stuck her hand inside her head to render her unconscious. By the time she woke up, Kitty hoped this would all be over. Quickly, she took a woman to a safe, isolated place, running quickly, her own chest tight with anxiety, and after she'd dropped her off with several others, went back into the chaos. As she sprinted, Kitty had heard something loud and explosive and looked over her shoulder, unsure of which direction it came from. Distracted, she slammed into someone and stumbled forward and hit the side of a car. Touching the back of her head, Kitty groaned, blinking away the cloud blurring her vision before she'd seen that the person she ran into was Wicked. "Wicked? Wicked!" Quickly scrambling to her feet, Kitty ran to her friend.