A midnight stroll

Mark wasn't exactly sure if these new guys were friendly or not so he thought it not be the thest time to show his full potential. So with a wink of his eye and a flick of his wrist bolts of black electricity shot from his finger tip bouncing off the ground pulsing towards one of the thug. Blurr watched as his muscles went into a spasm and he dropped to the ground. Mark then turned into yet another hook to the jaw only this time he took it still standing he put as much speed and force behind his own hook launching his victim into the wall of the bank. That left but 1 more man for him to wrap up and leave behind for the police to catch, but first he was curious of weather or not the two new mystery people were friend or foe.

"excuse me but may I ask your names?

He muttered this in a hesitant tone because he was almost nervouse of what they're answer might be. He really didn't want to fight another super human atleast not this early in his super hero career. In his opinion tonight had gotten very strange for him and he had a feeling things would only get stranger. The light of the moon beat down on his bloodied face as he stared his savior's in the eye's. He was still green to the hero business and he made it obvious.

"Mockingbird." She said in her own voice. This was the one night she had not used the voice modifier do far. She would usually disguise her voice but both men here had already heard it. "No, you're not getting my real name." Her fingers began fidgeting once more as she was not fighting. Slipping the Bo Staff onto her back, she kept her distance from the man. He may have fought the criminals, but there was always a chance he was just hired bu some local gang to take them out and would gladly take them out too. Cautiously, she kept a smoke pellet hidden up her sleeve in case he did attack them. The smoke would blind him shortly, assuming he didn't have enhanced vision or something, and give her enough time to draw her Bo Staff. She may have a fairly tough punch, but she far preferred using her Bo Staff. If the man was superhumanly durable, then the staff would adjust how much strength it had so it could injure him still.

It dawned on Mark he has yet to come up with a superhero name and that perhaps it was best now that he did. He couldn't be sure of these new characters and how they would react to him, what if they were his new arch nemesis. So in a most confident voice he spurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"you may call me The Black Blurr....or wait maybe the black bullet...hmmm think i will go with THE BLACK BLURR."

Mark watched as the man with the wings completely intimidated the guy with the gun to drop down to the ground. It was kind of funny so he chuckled a little bit, but never the less "Mockingbird" and this other new guy made him nervouse and when he got nervouse he got fast. He spoke faster and got the jitters speeding back and forth only coming to a stop every few seconds.

" Hey uh cupid you never did tell me your name..and uh are you guys fighting for the good team?

He hated to be blunt but he had to know if they were worthy to deem friends. He hadn't had any of those it what seemed like years not since high school atleast and even then he was bullied.

Black Blurr? Is that all he could come up with on the spot? Come on man, put some thought into it Mockingbird asked herself, giggling a bit at the man when he called Nathaniel cupid. Switching the voice modifier to Darryl's voice she told The Black Blurr "You could say that. But it defines on how you define good. No man does evil because it is evil because it is evil. They see it as good. So, I could be good to you or I could be bad." Black Blurr was probably expecting a yes or no answer but Andree/Mockingbird tended to ramble sometimes. She was happy that she had gotten a chance to use the voice filter tonight and not break her streak.

Mockingbirds voice really caught him off guard it was strange one second it was one way the next another and no explanation.

"Also your your voice is wierd lady...its kinda freaky."


Mark scratchs his head and looks at the man oddly, he couldn't quite comprehend why he had wings in the first place.Althoughhe found it to be quite interesting it wasn't often that you seen anyone with wings especially not in Chicago.Now Mark was a shy timid man although he was also a curious one and he wondered what the two hero's were doing together perhaps they were a team. Mark lacked in patience ever since he got his speed everything seemed to move in slow motion. This made him quite blunt and straight forward at times and would one day be the death of him, but as for now he found it as a way to recieve quick answers.

"So are you guys a team like the phantoms or something?

The Blurr looked at the team with child like eye's he has now stopped running and he was leaning against a large white beam that held a roof over the stairs of the bank.He had really wanted to meet the phantoms as well as the tough guys it was one of his child hood dreams. Even at the age of 22 he was still a comic book geek and he was proud of it.

Mark Jolted back over to the one he called "Cupid" looking him over once or twice then over to the one called "Mockingbird" and examined her costume and bo staff. He the sped back over to the beam and leaned back onto it and crossed his arms. Everything about this team interested him it was the first he had seen of another super human.

"Oh and uh by the way thanks for the help although I could of taken them no one can match my speed I'm the fastest in the world you know....or atleast that i've encountered.

Mark was beginning to grow tired of standing in one spot and it showed, his toes tapped and his hands shook it seemed like he had been standing there for hours.

"That's the point." Mockingbird told The Black Blur. "Voice Manipulator." She tapped her mask as she spoke, "Helpful disguise. I also have used it every night I have done this. I wasn't going to let that streak break." She said, standing up and pulling her hood further over her head so that the men could not see her face. Switching off the voice manipulator, she answered The Black Blur's question "No, we're not a team we just met." The man had zipped up and examined them. He was fast, but she wasn't sure how fast. His comment felt a bit like a challenge to her and she zipped to in front of him for a moment. "Is that so? I'm pretty fast myself." Her hand that wasn't holding her Bo Staff was fidgeting on her thigh once more as it always did. Her fingers and hands seemed like they always had to be in motion at every moment. She wasn't going to race the man because that would just be a waste of time and energy that could be used helping people.

That was it he had enough of this standing around in one spot for this long and he couldn't take it anymore.The Blurr bolted up in front of the winged man looking up at him with a childish smirk.

"You know I've got a great idea how about we continue being hero's and find something...well a little more heroic to do.

He then sped over to "Mockingbird" and looked her in the eye then back at the winged mystery man.

"As for you do you....I like your costume it interests me....but for now I must be on my way got more villians to catch especially the ever elusive R.A.M. after all these years you would think that I would have learned what that stood for.

Mark sped around the couple two or three times then exploded down the street at full speed in search of more badies to fight, but after a few seconds of searching he got bored and missed his new friends so he pulled a u turn and headed back in theyre direction. Upon reaching them once more he skidded to a stop throwing chunks of assfault in the air.

"That was the point." Mockingbird muttered to Nathaniel regarding his comment about the voice manipulator making her sound masculine. It was the perfect disguise for her voice. Really? We find more bad guys? Hmm, thats not obvious at all. Its just what I do EVERY night. She thought to herself sarcastically. The man known as The Black Blurr sped off down the street. Well, time to get moving then. Pulling out her grappling gun, she fired the hook. It opened like a flower, a flower made of metal that had just lodged itself in a building that is. Strapping it to her belt to help distribute her weight to make the ascension faster, she called to Nathaniel "Are you coming?" Tugging on the line, Mockingbird smiled slightly from under her mask. She was trying to comfort him or so she thought. For some reason she was feeling sorrow. Much like when Nathaniel spoke and it brought her security earlier. hat was up with him? The cord sped her up to the sky, bricks disappearing behind her. As she got to the ledge, she detached the grapple gun to be grabbed later. This allowed her to spring out her cape, do a quick circle while gliding and drop to the building. Walking to the ledge she kneeled and picked up her grapple gun. She could see asphalt being torn up a bit as The Black Blurr came back.

He looked up to Mockingbird and allowed his wings to open, just as Blurr came back into view. He rose a brow and looked toward the Blurr, chuckling. "You need to learn how to control yourself. You're causing a mess." He shook his head and looked up to Mockingbird. His wings pumped, bringing him up into the sky. Before he decided to leave Blurr down there, he descended and looked at him, holding out his hand. "Want a lift?" he asked, the rough, yet soft hand of Nathaniel presented to Twinkle Toes. Nathaniel was actually being generous, and it was probably just to impress Mockingbird, but he didn't care. (Wow. Short. Oh well.)

Mark shook his head he didn't need to fly, he probably would of found it to be too slow for his taste any way.

"No thanks...well as long you think you can keep up anyway?

Mark saluted him and then shot off down the street weaving in and out of traffic even running at a dead even pase between one sports car with a little kid in the passenger seat. The Blurr waved and carried on trying not to lose his two new friends. In the end Mark did lose them he found himself sitting on a park bench with his arms crossed hoping maybe they would pass by.

"Well, let's catch him." Mockingbird called down to Nathaniel, getting into a sprinting position. She found it easier to start running while in this position. Running across the rooftops, Andree sprinted after The Black Blurr. Dodging the various obstacles on the rooftops such as the metal chimneys that rose from the apartment building rooftops like trees in a forest but much more sparely. The soles of her boots padded her feet as she approached The Black Blurr on his park bench. Sneaking up behind him, she muttered "Boo!" She tucked some of the blonde streak in her hair back under her hood and away from the man's sight.

Mark quickly rises to his feet then looks off into the distance at what the winged man had found. The woman was beautiful her long blonde hare catching the wind as she would run from the men. The blurr quickly snapped out of his transe and shot down the street leeping cars and zig zaging past light poles. He then tackled one of the men out front with every last bit of speed he could put behind his shoulder. The man slammed into the ground making a small crater.

The Blurr slowly stood back to his feet angered by the gang of thugs, he wasnt sure how many of them there were possibly 10 or 15. Marks temper began to get the best of him as he scanned through the crowd of gang members this caused black sparks to explode from his body and bounce off the ground. The Blurr turned his head to see if the lady was ok her blonde hair covered her face as she cowered in the corner in the fetal position. What else was there for such a frail young woman to do when she was out numbered by this many men.

In a time full of heroes these men must of had a deth wish, because Mark wasn't about to let this happen. He smirk as he held up his palm shooting a fully charged arc of electricity frying the frail human that stood before him. He then quickly clinched his fist cutting off the flow of darkness spouting from his hand, but this wasn't the end of his wrath. The did shoot a man after all and that was most definately unforgivable in his book, horrible images of what he could do to these people took over his brain, pictures that made him want to kill them. The thought of what they were going to do to this helpless woman frightened him and he never wanted them to be able to do it again.

As a man began to run Mark slammed his fist to the ground bouncing an arc of blackeness towards the criminal. The man fell instantly,but this wasn't the end of it Mark quickly noticed a man was making a call for back up there would be more on the way. He didn't care how many came he would take out an entire city of criminals like this if it ment saving a woman from rape. The Blurr looked off into the distance at his latest victim to see the damage and then he quickly remembered about the womans boyfriend or husband.

He exploded to the gunshot victim comming to a kneel next to the fallen body he was barely breathing and the thugs were closing in on him and Mark. It was a dark night but Mark couldnt let anything happen to this family no he wouldn't let anything happen to them he's a hero now and made a promise to himself and the world to put his life on the line no matter the cost. Even though he was one of the fastest men alive it was hard to be in two spots at once now where there were only 10 or 15 men it had multiplied into 30 or 40 would there be more...could there be more.

Time could only tell, but that was one thing that The Blurr didn't have especially with a gun shot victim leying next to him. He had to get him to a hospital but he couldn't leave just yet the mans girlfriend was still in trouble. The he remembered the woman she's all alone. So he bolted through the crowd of thugs knocking a few on theyre keisters. He slowed then dove next to the woman shielding her from all harm he took quite a few good blows from chains,led pipes,and brass knuckles but it would take more to harm him then that.