Red Moon

A Certain Bond

The roar of the motorcycles' engines drowned out nearly every other sound. But Moon screamed loud enough for Red Hood to hear.

"Hey, you liked me last time!" He retorted.

"That was before you demanded my research!" She screeched back, indignant.

They didn't talk for the rest of the ride. Well, Moon didn't talk, Red Hood was still hopelessly trying to defend himself.

They approached closer to the chaos; a line of destruction like bread crumbs. First, a destroyed police car, with a crushed hood. Second, an alley way was completely trashed, bricks and shattered window glass was strewn everywhere. Third was a fire that broke out on a second story of an apartment building, a small car's back half was precariously hanging out the side wall.

And the three culprits stood among the flames, laughing and howling.

They certainly looked mean, but in and average "don't trust them to watch my purse while I go to the bathroom" way. Not mean in a way that would result in a situation like this.

Red Hood slowed down a bit, Moon followed suit, pulling into an alley.

"Okay, game plan." The male vigilante said seriously. "Do you have one?"

Moon suppressed a sigh. "Electrocute them. Call the police."

"And if electrocution doesn't work?" He asked monotonously, snapping a magazine into place in his gun.

Moon shrugged her shoulders. "Every person passes out if their brain hits their skull." She offered.

She could feel him smirk behind the helmet.

"So hit hard and hope for the best?" He chuckled. "Now you're speaking my language."

With a mutual nod, the duo left the alley and into the fray.

To get one's attention, one wearing a green tee shirt, Moon shot an electric star directly into his neck. Green Tee looked up and growled. His eyes glowed unnaturally, a sine to his brown eyes. Moon convinced herself they were reflecting the glow of the fire.

Green Tee charged, a roar breaking from his throat. Moon jumped successfully over him and growled in frustration. Typically, people would instantly collapse and pass out after being hit by one of her stars, this guy saw it as a bug bite.

The man was bigger than her, faster than she expected, and if the car hanging out of the building was anything to go by, he was certainly stronger too. Strategy will have to win out. Her weapons clearly didn't have an effect of him.

With a brief thought of the civilians she was protecting (Protect the innocent. Protect the children. Contain the threat.) Moon charged at the man.

Green tee was still facing away from her, and Moon used that to her advantaged. She ran up on the hood of a car parked on the street (sorry citizen) and launched herself high, turning on her boot charge when she curled up mid-air. She planted both feet firmly on the man's back, and raised charge and the impacted of her landing caused him to fall to his knees with a yell of pain. Moon pushed herself as hard as she could, sending the man's upper torso and head into the pavement as Moon fell on the ground back flat. With a deep thud, the man ceased movement. A quick pulse check said he was alive, and Moon grinned victoriously.

Red Hood, once on the street, rapid fired at one of the goons, the one wearing the beanie, as Moon battled the other on on her side of the street. The rubber bullets bounced off him and barely made and impacts except when annoying Beanie. The larger man finally had enough when on stray bullet lodged itself in his ear. With a snarl, Beanie faced Red Hood, and picked up the closest object and threw it at him. The closest object had happened to be a dumpster.