Black Wing *discontinued*

Prologue

This story is dedicated to my good friend, BitchImHoodini. Get well soon <3 Song doesnt fit this chapter, but it does fit this story.

Selena plopped down on her couch, bored to death and turned on the news after she finished writing a story on Wattpad. Flipping through the channels, there was nothing on. So in her dying breath of boredom, Selena turned in the news and listen to each story. Three children murdered by their father, ages 7, 3 and 10. A guy suicided, a gang got away with stolen money, a 17 year old killed a man because he got mad, 3 year old raped.

All those people could have been helped if the police where fast enough. Selena sat back on her cauch and shut off the TV, feeling a small bit of remorse for their families. She asked herself "What has happened to this city?" Sel thought about all those memories as a kid, when monsters didn't roam the streets. When fear wasn't near every ally way. When the air was less polluted. When people felt, safe.

But now, those days are gone. This city has gotten so far out of hand, that the police can't control it. Not any more. She looked away at her clothest door, and hanging on the handle was an old crow mask she made. Selena took in all the details of the mask and then, an idea sprouted into her head and grew bigger and bigger like a cherry tree. She thought: If the police can't control the city of L.A, then somebody has to step up and be willing to help those who need it the most.

That person will rise to become a legend, and her name is Black Wing.