Villain at Night *Third Book To Hero by Day

Chapter 6 - The Beast of DC

"It's not easy being let down by our idols. Having someone who embodies our heroic ideals helps us believe that we can be heroes too. Sometimes heroes fall."

~ Cat Grant

:Elise:

I skipped school today.

Now, I know what you must be thinking. I must be such a slacker for missing the first day back. But, actually, no. Teachers didn't give much work on the first day back, and especially considering how we were coming back from a super attack on the school, they would be a little bit more lenient on the work we had to do.

As far as my parents knew, I was sitting in my room, sick.

But, in reality, I was out in DC, chasing down criminals. I found that catching bad guys was a good distracter from everything that was going on in our lives.

My best friend hadn't died. She didn't hate me anymore. She was back to her exuberant self. It was a miracle nonetheless.

But, no matter what, I still didn't know how she had survived. She was struck with lightning through her stomach. There was a black hole in her body. I saw her lifeless eyes stare back at me from the ground. Mary might've claimed Nicole saved her with some miraculous medical training, but no one could bring her back from where she was. Mary had been dead. We were all so sure of it. But now she wasn't.

There was no real explanation for it. A lot of things were possible in this world of heroes, but bringing the dead back to life was not one of them.

I sighed and looked over downtown. Trying to find criminals during the day was harder than it looked. There was a reason ski masks were black. Criminals liked to hunt during the darkness of the night, not the brightness of the day.

I teleported to the next rooftop over when I saw it. Four men were running down the street, all in stereotypical black ski masks and each carrying duffle bags, bulging with what I was suspecting was money from a nearby bank. They were pushing people down on the sidewalk out of their way and seemingly running frantically. Two police officers followed them, but they were both too far away to catch up to the criminals.

It was a good thing my specialty was transportation.

I felt my body tense up as the familiar purple smoke surrounded me. It dissipated in seconds, and I was suddenly not on the rooftop anymore, but in an alley way right in the path of the four criminals. I counted the seconds under my breath and sent a punch out into air, hitting robber number one square in the jaw.

He fell down and hit his head on the brick wall, unconscious. The other three saw my mask and B-lined across the street. I signaled to the officers and teleported over to the other side of the street, where I met robber number two with a roundhouse kick to the stomach. He fell down and I kicked out at robber number three behind me. Robber number three caught my foot and spun me around and to the ground. He smiled victoriously at me before I disappeared, reappearing on his back, piggyback style. The weight startled him so much that he fell to the ground.

I teleported again in front of him and hit him straight in the face. I was ready to take him over to the officers, but robber number two grabbed me from behind by my throat. I teleported a couple of feet away and kicked him in the side. I repeated my actions, moving all around him with kicks and punches. He finally fell back down when the officers reached us.

I smiled at the officers and teleported own the street, where robber number four was running away, a smug expression on his face. I appeared right in front of his face and met him with a punch straight to his nose. I grabbed him by the throat and teleported back to the officers.