"What the fuck?" the Asian girl said as she found herself in the middle of a field. Her mask was over her face, her hair flaring out wildly around it. Her head canted. One second ago she was holding her daughter. The next, she was here in a rice field. She could feel the water soaking into her socks as she crouched.
The disembodied voice didn't register much at first, but she started to tune as she took in her surroundings. She didn't like this. She didn't enjoy being taken by surprise.
A moment later, there were sais in her hands. This was not going to be good. And this was televised. That was even worse. "Just stay out of my way," she warned as she moved toward the girl who favored her. She didn't know what the others did, and she didn't much care as long as she finished her objective. She had a daughter to get back to after all.