by Ack1308
Taylor Hebert can see how to kill anything. Anyone. Brockton Bay is falling apart, and she has no intention of fixing it the polite way. She’s loaded for bear, out of patience, and looking at a city full of problems that can be solved permanently. Don’t make her come over there. A/N: Prior experience with Worm is useful but not essential to the enjoyment of this fic.
| # | Title | Words |
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| 0 | Prologue | 0 |
| 1 | Part 1: The Field is Barren | 0 |
| 2 | Part 2: Win Stupid Prizes | 0 |
| 3 | Part 3: The Challenge | 0 |
| 4 | Part 4: Spreading the Word | 0 |
| 5 |
| Part 5: Interviews and Acquisitions |
| 0 |
| 6 | Part 6: A Good Death | 0 |
| 7 | Part 7: Consequences and Preparations | 0 |
| 8 | Part 8: End of an Era | 0 |
| 9 | Part 9: Killing Time | 0 |
| 10 | Part 10: On a Pale Horse | 0 |
| 11 | Part 11: Let's You and Him Fight | 0 |
| 12 | Part 12: Draconic Concerns | 0 |
| 13 | Part 13: Preparation Beats Luck | 0 |
| 14 | Part 14: End of the Line | 0 |
