When You Fall Hard

The year was 2075. The once peaceful city of Brighby was like any normal city. People went to work and stayed up late going to bars with friends. Starting families, and raising kids in peace. Life was normal there; nothing could ever go wrong. But the people of Brighby were caught off guard when monsters and crazy people started running rampant through their streets. Killings reached an all-time high, no one could leave their doors unlocked at night anymore. Children were being stolen from their beds at night, and people were poisoning the water. The police department seemed to be outmatched by all this sudden crime, not being able to put a stop to it, no matter how much they tried.

That was until one day, what the people could only describe as superheroes came to save the day. They fought off the creeps, jailed the killers, and killed off the monsters. But no matter how much they fought the villains and creeps kept coming. It seemed like a never-ending battle between good and evil.

This is a story between some of those heroes and villains.
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Character Sheet:

Full Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Species: (Are you a normal human or something else?)
Villain/Hero Name:
Powers:
Abilities: (different than powers. Are you good with knives, swords, or even fast at running)
Normal Appearance: (What do you look like normally on a day-to-day basis)
Little Details: (such as tattoos or piercings. Even birthmarks)
Hero/Villain Appearance: (What changes about your appearance? Can also include your costume)
Personality:
Backstory: (can be short or can be long)

Full Name: Klaus River Sharpe
Nickname: Klaus, Riv, River
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Villain Name: Whisper
Powers: Able to get into people's heads and convince them of almost anything. Works the best of simple minded people. He also has a overpowering vibe or aura to him when he's close quarters with someone that can get into their heads and mess with their minds a bit, making it easier for his Whisper power to work on them.
Abilities: Klaus isn't super human strong but he's stronger than your average human. He's also avery good swords man. He likes fighting with a rapier the most. He's also not bad in hand to hand combat. He's able to slip into a crowd and 'disappear' for a quick get away if he thinks someone is following him or to get away from the hero's.
Normal Appearance: [Person inspo] [Outfit inspo] [Outfit inspo] [Outfit inspo] He has tanned skin, purple eyes and brown hair. He has a slight bulky build and is incredibly tall. Just under 6'5". He's got a killer smile that could make anyone swoon. His brown hair is ruffled and short, just stopping before his shoulders. He usually wears black jeans, loose fitting t-shirts, boots and a cardigan. In the winter he still wears the boots and jeans but more tight fitting long sleeves and big poofy turtle neck jumpers.
Little Details: He has his firsts on both ears, second on his right and a bar on his left. His left eyebrow is pierced with a silver hoop. For his firsts he likes to wear dangly earrings, his favs being fake teeth. For tattoos, he has a very detailed snake on his back that coils around his torso, the head on his right shoulder and the tip of the tail curling around his left thigh and finishes on his inner left thigh. He also has a collection of different moths on his right foreman in a stained glass style. He has slash marks on his inner forearms and palms.
Villain Appearance: He has a kinda Phantom of the Opera half mask mostly covering his eyes and the left side of his face, leaving his mouth, tip of his nose and right cheek exposed. The mask itself is a ornate gold and black colour with iron work designs on it. He has a off the shoulder caplet that drapes over his left shoulder. His scabbard on his left hip. The rest of his outfit is mostly black, tight pants, knee high boots and a dark grey billowy pirate shirt. The snake head just popping out of the shirt. [Outfit inspo] These vibes but minus the jacket and it's a side caplet. [Mask inspo]
Personality: He can be quite the jokester if given the chance. He's always joking with the hero's that fight him. He can get quite dark and morbid with his jokes as well.
Backstory:

Full Name: Luca Hayes Cross
Nickname: Luca, Cross
Age: Twenty-five
Gender: Male
Species: Human/Mutant
Villain or Hero: Hero
Villain/Hero Name: Brutal Beast
Powers: Levitation {Luca had picked up anyone, and anything. This can be used to toss them around like a rag doll, or even just throw them}, and blood control {Luca can control the blood in one's body. But in order to get this control he has to be able to taste some of it. It's rather gross so he doesn't use this power often.} Healing
Abilities: Luca is good at par-core and archery, and he is very flexible.
Normal Appearance: [Picture1] [Picture2] [Picture3]
Little Details: {Scars} All across the skin of his back are whipping scars. Both are jagged and smooth. [Finger burns]{Tattoos} Has a sequence of numbers, with a bar code at the nape of his neck. The barcode has a scar running through it where he tried to cut it out. [Ribs] {Piercings} Has a double nostril, three up both of his ears, an industrial in his right ear, and a vertical labret.
Hero/Villain Appearance: [Outfit] [Mask]
Personality: Luca is cocky and confident. He thinks everyone in the world loves him, and will sing his praises one day. He likes to flirt, but at the same time hates people. Most people he thinks could go die in a ditch and the world will be better off without them. But despite this he is kind, and gets over his feelings of hate to be a savior of those who need him the most. If you are mean to him for no reason he will leave you to suffer, and won’t save you until it’s very late or you beg him for forgiveness. He doesn’t take kindly to assholes and they will be punished either by him or their own karmic reputation.  
Backstory: Luca was kidnapped at a young age, so he couldn't tell you what his parents look at. He was taken to a laboratory, where he stayed until he was seventeen. They did all kinds of experiments on him, altering his DNA. The doctors and nurses did not act like his parents, they treated him like a dog in a shelter, there to be at his beck and call. When he turned seventeen, Luca was found by the police, and the facility was raided. He was rescued from his bindings, but the damage had been done Luca was never the same. But he took the feeling of being saved to heart, and he wanted to give that feeling to others around him. While sometimes he does go after petty criminals, like the ones who steal purses or rob convenience stores. He tries to go after the worse criminals, like killers, rapists, and  human traffickers.

Full Name: Arabella Wanda Reeves
Nickname: Ara, Bella, Wanda
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Hero Name: Firecracker
Powers: She can control fire.
Abilities: Arabella is a fantastic boxer which is what she usually opts for when having to fight in close quarters with the villains. She can beat up her fists for an added wham when fighting.
Normal Appearance: Pic one Pic two Pic three Outfit inspo one Outfit inspo two She has bright red hair, golden eyes and caramel skin. Her hair is a mess of curls that she often puts into space bun. She has a cluster of freckles exploding across her cheeks and nose. She's a short one, reaching just 4'9" ft but muscular. She usually wears shorts with flowers embroidered into them, crop tops that are 90s fashion and knee high socks with converse. She has huge circle glasses that she sometimes switches out with heart glasses.
Little Details: She has a wine port/strawberry birthmark on her left shoulder. She only have her firsts done on her ears and no other piercings. She has a space scene on her left forearm.
Hero Appearance: She has a typical superhero mask covering her eyes. She has a red and orange two piece with long sleeves and pants. She's got black knee high boots on with a belt that has a firework on it. She wears fingerless gloves with padding on the knuckles. Outfit inspo Kinda like this but orange and red colors and combat boots instead of wedges.
Personality: Despite her fire powers, Arabella is a very bubbly and joyful person to be around. She cares deeply for her friends and family and always steps up to help those in need. The constant saving everyone does take a toll on her mental health as she feels like she never has time to herself but feels guilty if she can't do what she can to protect others.
Backstory: Arabella always had her powers since she was young which was a little hard to control when she was angry. She did have a bit of a dark spot in her life during highschool, getting picked in and used her powers to hurt others. She has since been able to overcome that anger inside her and used it for good.

Full Name: Dahlia Flour
Nickname: Dahlia, Leiah
Age: Twenty-six
Gender: Female
Hero or Villain: Villain
Species: Human
Villain/Hero Name: The Stalker
Powers: Shadow shifting {can conjure creatures from shadows, that can physically touch people and things. She can also see through the eyes of these creatures.} Shadow blending {she can use the shadows to move around, and can only be seen in the light of certain angles}
Abilities: Poison creation, flexibility, can use knives of any kind
Normal Appearance: [Picture1] [Picture2] [Picture3]
Little Details: [Left Hand/Arm] [Upper Back] Has her ears pierced all the way up, both sides of her upper lip, and septum pierced.
Hero/Villain Appearance: [Outfit] [Mask]
Personality: Doesn't talk much, not like a lot of people. But she is easy to anger and gets into fights often, even when she's being her normal self. When she gets close to people she gets extremely protective and will protect them with her life. She will put herself in front of a bullet for the ones she loves.
Backstory: Will write out at a later date.

The day had been normal. Well, as normal as it could be in this falling-apart city. There had been only petty thievery. Someone stealing a bite from a post or taking a dog from someone’s arms. And of course, like normal, those had been done and dealt with. They were taken to the police department, to either be thrown in jail for the day or put out with a small slap on the wrist. A young man was walking down the sidewalk, a hot coffee gripped tightly in his right hand, while a bag of take-out food in the other. He was watching people on the street closely with his dark brown eyes, making sure to keep an ear out for any commotion. To any normal person who walked by him, they would think he was just people-watching. But it was much more complicated than that.

As he turned down another street, the sound of a scream echoed through his ears. His head shot up from where it was looking at his phone. His eyes narrowed on a small scene in front of him. A woman was running in his direction, flailing her arms around as she ran. People started gathering around a small brick building, jumping and moving around trying to get a better view. What the hell was going on now? he thought slowly making his way over there. The closer he got to the scene the more he noticed. There were a couple of men dressed in blue and black. Cops. okay so this was serious enough to call the cops, but not enough to call him. Double-checking his phone, he saw he didn’t receive any notification.

They can handle it. And with that the man went to walk away from the scene, but then he heard something that made him freeze in his tracks. A deep voice, with a stupid laugh to the tone. One that thought he was funnier than he actually was. Son of a fucking bitch. On a Saturday?! He growled. Gently he walked up beside a random woman, who was moving her body from side to side trying to peer around the cop's large bodies. ”Excuse me miss do you mind holding this for me?” He asked her in a very sweet, obviously fake tone. The woman, too distracted to really care, nodded her head taking the coffee from his man, as well as the bag of food.

Once he turned around, his smile faded into a scowl as he casually walked towards the alleyway. Once he had hidden himself behind a back alleyway wall, he pulled out his phone once more. He pressed the contact named Arabella, pressing on it. While he watched for the phone to ring, he made quick work of changing his mouth. He didn’t have them on him, oh no that was mature shit. Instead, he raised his hand in the air which glowed a pale red color. He ran the hand over his body, causing his body to glow the same color. By the time it faded, his clothes had changed to all cloak, and there was a boned wolf mask covering the lower half of his face. But as well by the time he had gotten done “changing” the phone clicked as he was met with Arabella’s voice mail.

”Fucking bitch,” he hissed into the phone before the deep hit his ear. ”Oi! Answer the phone next time. I need you on 23rd and Westfront. We seem to have a bit of a Whispering problem,” he simply said before hanging up the phone. Without leaving the alleyway, he started to climb the fire exist that lined the side wall, climbing onto the rooftops. He jumped between them, the distance not being too far apart. Once he was on the right roof, he lifted the vent panel that would lead him inside. Making as little noise as possible, he managed to crawl his way into the bank, landing on his feet when he slipped out of the vent.

The man peeked around the corner, his eyes first landing on The Stalker, who was standing by the front door with her arms crossed over her chest. She had two shadow dogs at her side, trying to look for intimidating than she really was. Everyone knew that those dogs couldn’t do anything to harm an actual human being. They just looked scary. But it seemed to be working because the cops seemed hesitant to come inside. Well, more for him to take care of. He glanced around some more, seeing people huddled in the far-right corner of the building. They were clutching onto one another, trembling in their britches. Absolutely terrified. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at them. They were really scared over these two pathetic third-grade-type Villains? If you could even call them such.

The man that Whisper seemed to be convincing to give him everything from the safe suddenly lifted up into the air, a pale red aura around his fat body. Slowly the man walked from around the corner, his head tilting to the side as he walked. ”What a shocker to see you two here, robbing a petty little bank. Who would have thought,” he said, his tone obviously coming out with a major hint of sarcasm. ”Now how about you two leave, and this doesn’t have to get ugly. That would just be terrible for you two. This will be, what? The fourth time this week I’ve beaten your asses?” he snickered. The Stalker’s head whipped to the side as she heard his voice, a loud curse spilling from her lips. ”Whisper! Work your stupid little magic, and get this over with! I won’t go to jail because you didn’t think your plan through enough! she hissed at her partner. Her shadow dogs disappeared and were replaced with two larger-looking cats. Tigers if someone had to guess. Sure, they couldn’t do any damage to the living, but if they touched you, would be paralyzed for a short while. She threw out a gloved hand toward the man, and the large cats went running.

The man just whistled jumping over them as they lunged for him.

Luca huffed as he listened to the Whisper’s stupid little monologue. Always putting on a show, typical Whisper. It was rather annoying. He couldn’t help but feel like a parent watching their toddler put on a play. One that thought they would be a great actor someday. ”Oh please save me the pleasantries Whisper, we both know how this going to end,” he huffed shaking his head. He raised his hand, lifting the chubby old man higher into the air. He floated him over to the pile of huddled people, gently setting him down softly. “Now how about we dance? Sweetie,” he teased back. Luca quickly jumped off the counter on which he had been perched, flipping through the air, and landing behind Whisper.

The sound of metal ripping echoed through the otherwise quiet room. A large piece of steel sheet came hurling its way toward the other masked man. While that went through the air, his other hand lifted grabbing hold of the bag of items that he had already managed to get his greasy hands on. But before he could get that very far, he felt a sudden pressure on his back. Luca grunted when he threw his hand back, grabbing a fist full of curly brown hair. Stalker gave a noise that sounded much like a hiss before her head turned and she sunk her teeth into his neck.

Luca gave a pained yell, as his second hand flew up, grabbing her by the shoulders. He shifted his body around, digging his fingers into the fabric of her shirt. With a burst of strength, he pulled the woman off his back and slammed her onto the bank floor. “What the hell are you?! A fucking rabid animal?! he screamed at her, reaching a gloved hand up to touch the bright red bite on his neck. ”You should be less worried about a simple bite, and be more worried about you being here by yourself. Where is that little sidekick of yours? Huh? Did she finally realize what a weak hero you are and run off? she commented, crossing her arms over her chest. She was now standing close to Whisper as if trying to protect the larger male with her small body.

“Maybe now we can try to convenience her to join our side. Her powers are wasted being a partner to you.” It was easy to see that she was trying to provoke him, to get him to lash out and paint him a bad light. It was something she always did. Stalker loved to play with someone's emotions and make them vulnerable. They were easier to attack that way. “Whether she's here or not, I can still take you both on,” he said with a cocky glint in his eyes.

Without a word, he pulled out a short knife he had strapped to his hip. It was one that Arabella had gotten him. She made him carry it with him whether he was fighting crime, or walking around as a normal person. She didn’t trust him to stay out of trouble. Considering he always found a way to get hurt one way or another. Luca dashed forward, jumping over Stalker who tried to throw a shadow at him, landing right next to Whisper. He threw out his arm aiming for the mans shoulder.

Luca was annoyed that he had to do this today. He had plans to go on a date with someone he met via Tinder. But here he was, busting his ass once more to stop some petty criminals. He was getting a little tired of chasing these two around, like a cat chasing mice who kept getting away. A hiss escaped his lips when the knife was whacked out of his hand, not being much for hand-to-hand combat. Trying to jump away from the Whisper, his face hardened, his brows furrowing. It seemed this man was way more cheeky than he had been the previous times. What was going on with him?

But as he tried to pull away, his arm was grabbed. Before he could even blink, a voice was whispering in his ear, telling him that he was tired. The voice sounded lustful, calling him to sleep. It felt like fingers were pulling down on his eyelids, and pulling him under some sort of spell. 9i0Shit. I got too close.9/i0 Unable to think of anything else, his body slipped to the floor his limbs falling limp beside his body. His eyes could only watch blearily as he suddenly started being swarmed with bodies. The people who were inside the bank. He could hope for now, that they didn’t get told to tear him apart.


”You really do think you are some hot shit don’t you honey. But I hate to rain on your parade, but you aren’t all your cracked up to be,” Stalker said, a small grin hidden behind her mask. Without another word she slipped into the shadows, almost seemingly melting into the ground. It was silent for a while, the only sound was the people scrambling around trying to get their hands on the Beast, though with what strength he had left was pulling himself away. Then suddenly Stalker burst from the ground, wrapping her arms around Firecracker’s mouth, while the other came around with what looked to be a long knife of some sort. It was obviously made of shadow, whispering out around the edges.

She pressed it hard against the girls skin, a glare creasing her brow. “My animals might not be able to harm the living, but my weapons can, she whispered into her ear. She lifted up her legs, wrapping them tightly around Firecracker’s waist, using the weight of her own body to bring her down onto the ground. She pressed her hand harder against her mouth, while his legs tightened. ”Let us leave with the money before you choke on your own blood.

Though everything inside his mind was a haze, Luca could still see what was going on around him. Though he was surprised to see Whisper suddenly appear in his vision. And it wasn’t just him popping in to say hello. It seemed like he was being thrown at him. With whatever strength he could muster, he threw out his strong arms and latched onto the man's body. He wrapped his arms tightly around his frame. He locked his arms together, leaving no means of escape. “Didn’t think you would be captured by me did you?” his voice was soft, as he whispered in the man's ear. He made the same move as Whisper had done before, pressing his teeth into his ear. “Let’s hope Firecracker is feeling generous enough to let your little friend live. Maybe you might be picking up a charbroiled woman.

Arabella kept her eyes trained on Stalker before blinking when she disappeared. "Shit!" She said, looking around before seeing Luca in the pile of people. "You ok Beast?" She called, trying to walk over to him before squealing when she was captured. She hissed at the blade against her neck. "Oof!" She said as she felt Stalker wrap her legs around her waist and pull them back onto the ground. She smirked at Stalker's request before twisting around in her grip to face her. "I don't think so." She said as her eyes light up, her body heat soaring to scorching rates. "Let's see if you can handle the heat." She said before breaking out of her grip and landed a hefty, hot punch on her face.

Klaus blinked when he landed in the people. He groaned, coughing slightly and held his side. "Hey fire bitch!" He called semi weakly. "I think you broke something. You're paying for my medical bills!" He said, trying to get up before feeling limbs slither around him and pulled him close. He looked back and smiled. "Well hello darling, you're a bit more touchy today aren't you?" He asked, blowing him a kiss. "Seems like you got to close to me huh?" He smirked, squirming around in his grip to make him feel uncomfortable. "You a bit drowsy?" He asked. "You sure you don't want to take a nap?" He asked, whispering in his ear again in a sort of sultry tone.

Stalker just laughed when she felt her body heat up. But she wasn’t able to hold on for very long, as she felt her skin start to burn from the extreme heat. She quickly released Firecracker, throwing herself away from the other woman. She shook her hand out, like she had punched something hard. “Your little jokes are rather lacking there little girl. Maybe you should go ask your dad for some advice yeah?” She asked. Before the punch could connect with the side of her face, a shadow tendril flew out from the superhero’s own shadow. It wrapped tightly around her wrist, yanking her down with extreme force. “You are a child playing with adults. Go spend a couple more years on the playground before trying again.”

But the shadow didn’t seem to last very long, it began to blip out. Fading in and out, as it slowly started sliding back into where it came from. “Shit,” Dahlia hissed. There was a time limit to her powers, something she had been working on. But she had used them earlier in the day to track someone, and she thought they had waited long enough for it to properly come back. Apparently not.

Luca grunted when the man in his arms started squirming around on his body. Along with the flirting, it was really pissing him off. “Playboys like you really irritate me, you know that?” He told him. He had to bite down hard on his lower lip, the pain and taste of his own blood allowing him to stay awake, despite the sultry voice trying to pull him under. As quickly as he could, he threw out of his, which started to glow a pale red. Suddenly rebar metal pipes popped out of the ground and started with a loud screeching sound. They wrapped around Whisper’s wrists, slamming back into the ground. A makeshift type of metal handcuff.

When he was sure that the male was securely “tied” to the floor, he slipped his body out from under him. Slowly he stood up, his body swaying slightly. Not only was there a haze in his mind, from the voice lingering to try to get him to sleep. But if someone paid enough attention, they would see the black of his suit on his right side turning dark. Luca didn’t know where the rebar pipes had been under the foundation, so he grabbed all that he could feel. And he managed to find one that was right under his body and stabbed himself right through his side.

“Firecracker! Hurry up and finish it,” he called out to Arabelle, as he stumbled over to the bag of belongings and money. He wrapped a hand around the bag, dragging it across the floor, before opening the front door of the bank. Without a word he tossed it out, causing it to hand heavy in a cop's arms, knocking him down to the ground. With a pained grunt, he smashed his hand into his side, pressing against his bleeding side. Blood bubbled up and around his fingers, turning his pale skin red. “Damn, fucking goddamnit,” he hissed. “Mother Moth is going to absolutely kill me when she sees this.”

Arabella hissed when the shadow grasped her wrist and struggles against it before seeing that her powers were tapping out. Oh ho ho. So there seemed to be a limit to Stalker's powers. She thought. She smirked and took the opportunity to round house kick Stalker in the side of the head, throwing her into a wall.

Klaus grinned at how uncomfortable Beast was getting before pouting when a part of rebarb basically chained him to the floor. "Hey! No fair!" He yelled before noticing that Beast was a: still drowsy and b: now bleeding. "Oooo did I do that?" He asked himself before looking at the situation of his hands while Beast grabbed his precious cash and threw it out to the cops. He grunted with the effort, using the crowd to shield him and dislocated both his thumbs and slowly wiggled his hands out from his 'cuffs.' "Now people, ambush the heroes!" He whispered in their ears.

"Yeah yeah, gimme a second Beast." Arabella waved him off before noticing the blood. "Shit are you ok?" She asked, getting distracted long enough not to notice the crowd running toward them. "Shit!" She squealed before they were both pushed over from the force of the crowd.

Klaus ran over to Delilah, pulling her to her feet. "Get out of here!" He said before running over to the entrance. He grabbed the duffel bag and bowed to the cops. "You have just been entertained by Stalker and Whisper. Adieu!" He said, blowing kisses to the crowd and booked it into the crowd.

Dahlia was caught off guard by the sudden attack from Firecracker. She grunted when the kick landed against her side, and she went flying through the air. She hit the side wall hard, her head cracking back against it. She hissed at the feeling of small beads of blood starting to slid through her dark hair, her fake eyes turning up to glare at the other woman. “You are courting death my dear. And if I were you I would run far away,” she growled. But before she could move to get up, a familiar hand reached down for her. She grabbed it hard, using it to pull herself off the floor. As much as she wanted to stay here and teach that stupid woman a lesson, they needed to leave. Before the cops started sending bullets their way.

She quickly followed after Klaus, happy to see him grab the duffel bag of money as he ran out. This time they won, and they would never let the hero’s forget it. She quickly ran after him, following him as they seemingly disappeared from sight.

Luca grunted from where he laid under the pile of people, his hand reached out. “Enough!” He screamed, and all the people flew back from around them. They smacked against the wall, with only enough force to leave slight bruises. Slowly he stood up once more, wrapping a bloody hand around Arabella’s wrist. With a grunt he pulled the woman up, and dragged her out of the building through the back. He wasn’t wanting to be interviewed right now, not while his life liquid was seeping from the wound in his side.

Once they finally reached a point away from prying eyes, he would let his guard down. His hero uniform disappeared from around his body, and he slumped against the nearby wall of an alleyway. His once white shirt had turned a dark red, his hand trembling as he pressed his hand back against the wound. “Shit! She’s gonna kill me knowing I injured myself once again,” he cursed, his body jerking as a large pang of pain ran through his body.

He panted through the pain, slowly he reached into his back pocket pulling out his phone. He held it out towards Arabella, his hand trembling. “Call her to either come here, or to bring us there. Whatever she wants to do.” He gasped. “Goddamnit ducking stupid infrastructure bullshit.” He growled.

Klaus squealed with glee as they made their way through the crowd, running until they were out of sight and pulled Dahlia into an alleyway. "Woof that was a close one!" He said, wiping imaginary sweat off his forehead before cringing in pain from his thumbs. "Fuck I forgot I dislocated them to get out. Hold this " He said shoving the bag in her face and quickly popped them both back into place, wincing at the pain. He did a little spin in a circle, his face the look of agony and let a little whimper escape his lips. "Fuck that hurt." He said. "Come on, let's go home and count our spoils." He said, leaving the alley and started to walk home. "You ok by the way?" He called back to her, spinning to face her as he walked backwards.

Arabella grunted when she was practically crushed by the sea of people. "Shit, they got away!" She cursed, punching the ground before the crowd of people were thrown off them. She was about to get up when she was practically dragged behind Luca out of the bank. She stumbled to her feet, smiling awkwardly at the cops as they past and tried to keep up with him as they passed quickly from the crime scene.

She stumbled again when they made it into the alleyway before seeing how much blood Luca had lost. "Shit Luca, that looks really bad." She said before scrambling to catch the phone that was shoved her way. She called Mother Moth as she hoisted him up to his feet, one arm other her shoulders. "Keep pressure on it." She said before the line connected. "Hi Mother, bad news, Luca's been injured bad. I'm on my way there now." She said before hanging up and scooped Luca off his feet and started running to Mother Moth's place

Dahlia panted as they finished running, grunting as she pulled the mask free from her face. “Fucking cunt! She thinks she is tough shit but she is nothing but a damn child. She needs to be taught a lesson,” she growled, smacking her hand against the wall beside her. “Too bad you have a moral code against killing people. I would love to see that little bitches head roll.” She was beyond pissed. How dare someone so low think that they could get away with hurting the both of them. They were only doing this to live. Sure Klaus made a show out of everything, but it didn’t mean they didn’t have their own reasons for fighting so hard. But breaking Klaus’ ribs, and busting her head. This was taking it too far.

“Fine! I’m fine Klaus, leave it. It’s fine,” she waved him off when he asked if she was okay. Sure she was bleeding, but it wasn’t too bad. Head wounds tend to bleed more than regular wounds, so she figured it was just something small. She didn’t feel dizzy, or that she had a concussion of any sort. “Let’s just…go home please. Before it starts tearing people apart limb from limb. I’m pissed,” she told him before turning around on her heel and started walking away. “Fucking annoying ass bitch.”

Luca screamed out when he was lifted off the ground. “Easy, easy!” He cried, grunting when his arm settled over her shoulder. “Shit. Maybe I should think before just using my powers. And hell they even got away. The higher ups are not going to be happy,” he hissed as they slowly started to walk. He didn’t have to walk long it would seem, though he wasn’t moving very fast, before he was scooped up off the ground. He blinked a couple times, turning his face to stare at Arabella. “Hey, when did you get so strong? Have you been working out?” He teased, a small grin on his face. He was beginning to get delirious. “Maybe I should get Whisper's number next time we meet. I think it would be fun. Dating a villain, how thrilling. I bed he’s hot under that mask..” he hummed, grunting when his hand pressed harder into his wound.

Mother Moth, Elise Hernandez, but people just called her Mother, lived in a brick apartment building, which looked to be squished between two larger buildings. The door was unlocked when the two arrived, allowing them to just walk in. A woman, who didn’t look at day over thirty five, walked out from the wide room. Fiery red hair was pulled into a messy bun atop her head, her slender hands being dried on a dish towel. Those emerald green eyes locked onto the pair, soon turning wide. With a sigh, she stretched out her arm, and led them down a short hallway to a spare room. It had a small bed, a makeshift surgery table, and well as medical supplies and towels laying around.

“Just place him on the bed, and I shall see what I can get done for him,” she told Arabella. By now Luca had passed out, and was resting heavy in her arms. His face was buried against the side of her chest, and she would’ve been able to feel his hot breath through her clothes. “Why don’t you get changed Bella, I have some of your clothes in the second bedroom.”

Klaus blinked at her sudden out burst. She never got this pissed about a fight when they won. "Woah, woah, woah easy there darling. We got away, there's no need for that kinda language." He said, putting his hands on his hips. "Someone's fuckin testy today." He said, shoving his hands in his pockets, following her as she took the lead. "You know, just because I don't like to kill people doesn't mean I won't do it if needed or torture someone to the brink of death. But I don't think Firecracker deserves to die. Yeah she's annoying but it seems like she's just a kid darling. You can kill her in like 7 years, I think she'll be old enough then." He said, patting her shoulder with a smile.

"I'm so hungry. What do you want to eat?" He asked, moving in front of her again to look her in the face. "Personally I feel like Japanese Curry right now. Can we stop there on the way home?" He asked, putting on puppy dog eyes.

Arabella winced at Luca's scream when she got him back on his feet. "Shit the wound must be pretty bad..." She said as she quickened her pace before carrying him. She blinked at Luca's statement and started walking even faster. "Dude, I do boxing, of course I'm strong." She said, rolling her eyes before her jaw dropped at what he said next. "Shit, he must of lost a lot of blood to be saying that!" She said as they reached Mother's building. She dashed up the stairs and made it into Mother's apartment. She sheepishly smiled at her as she entered with Luca in her arms.

"He's lost a lot of blood, he's delirious." She said as she follow Mother to the back room and gently placed him down. She chewed her lip and wrung her hands as she looked at him. She jumped slightly when told to get changed. "Yeah I'll do that..." She said. "Is he going to be ok?" She asked, looking up at Mother.

Dahlia sighed when she looked at Klaus, turning her head slightly to look behind her. “It’s just those two think they are the number one hero’s out there. They won’t leave us alone. It’s almost like they are obsessed. I just think that if we take care of them they wouldn’t be a problem anymore. Besides they don’t seem to be that much younger than us, even though they act like children,” she huffed crossing her arms over her chest. She was annoyed. She didn’t like being hurt, and not only had her hair been burned, she had a cut on the back of her head. She just hoped it wouldn’t leave a scar, and she wouldn’t have a bald spot.

“Curry sounds fine, as long as your paying for it. I haven’t gotten paid yet. And I don’t think they will take rings as payment,” she snickered. She knew there were countless amounts of money inside the duffle bag, but it would be way too suspicious for them to just have wads of cash on them. They would either think they were selling drugs or maybe they had been the ones to rob the bank. There was no doubt that the story was all over the news now, and she kinda wanted to see it. She would have to look it up once they made it to the restaurant. She couldn’t help but want to see the dejected faces of the heroes as they had to admit defeat from them.

Once they made it to the restaurant, she followed the hostess toward their table. Almost immediately she pulled out her phone, seemingly ignoring the waitress as she walked up. Klaus would order for her, he knew what she liked. Her thumbs tapped against the screen, as she scrolled through the new feed for the day. A dog has gone missing, someone got stabbed, and a child has gone missing. Ah! The Westfront Bank was robbed by the Whisper and Stalker. She quickly scrolled down, ignoring all the little words that were describing what happened, hoping to find a video of some sort. Eventually, she did find one, pressing it gently. She pulled out her headphones, handing the right one over to Klaus so he could listen in as well.

”Good morning everyone! This is Celia Henson with channel seven news! Today the Westfront Bank was robbed by the petty criminal's Whisper and Stalker. Today it would seem that they got away with their plans, as they were seen running out of the bank with a duffle bag full of cash and valuables from the people inside the bank. We tried to interview the heroes who tried to stop them, Firecracker and the Beast, but they kept running past us. We were able to see though that the Beast was bleeding heavily from a wound in his side, and what had become of him so far we do not know. Now let’s bring it over to Katherine for the weather. Dahlia shut off the video with an annoyed look. “Damn, I was hoping to see their shameful faces, the looks of failure,” she said, turning her eyes towards Klaus. “I didn’t think you would harm Beast like that though. Sure you’ll beat him up, but you’ve never stabbed him before.”

She tapped manicured fingers against the table, watching as the waitress placed their drinks down. Once they ordered, and the woman walked away, she turned her eyes back toward the male. “Didn’t you have a date tonight or something? Or am I remembering wrong?” She smirked at him. “I’m rather surprised your flirting hasn’t gotten your nose broken.”

Mother sighed as she looked down at Luca, reaching down softly and started removing his shirt from his torso. The wound was jagged and open, skin seemingly ripped to shreds. She turned him over onto his side, checking to see if there was a wound there. Yes, just like she thought. She could see shaving of metal inside of the wound, it was obvious to her what he got stabbed with. “What an idiot, he’s not going to hear the end of it once he’s awake,” she whispered softly. Without glancing towards Arabella, she walked towards her table, gentle fingers grabbing a scalpel and tweezers. Once she made it back to him, she reached for a large white towel and threw it onto the bed.

“Go get changed into something comfortable Bella. I might need you for some blood later on, depending on how much more he loses. He will be fine if I can get these metal filings out fast enough. If I close the wound up now, he will develop an infection,” she told the girl, sparing her a glance. Without another word, she poured alcohol over the wound, before slicing it open even further. She began to dig into the wound, and the sound of squelching echoed through the silent room. It was rather lucky Mother had gone to college to be a doctor before coming a hero. Or else things could be much worse.

Klaus just watched her as she vented about the two. He didn't mind the attention, it was fun bantering with any super though. "I don't know if I'd call them obsessed but more that they always just seem to be around. Cause Firecracker showed up super late today." He said, shrugging as they reached the shop. "Yes fine whatever, I'll pay I guess." He said, fake big sighing as they strolled inside.

"Hmmmm what do I want in the curry?" He wondered to himself as he looked at the board. "I'll take a chicken Japanese curry, mild and a spicy beef curry for the lady. Oh and two brown sugar bobas with pearls!" He said to the waitress before taking the earbud that was handed to him and listened.

He listened to the new broadcast before making a face when it was mentioned they were petty criminals. "We're not petty!" He said, huffing and crossed his arms. He pouted until he heard the part about Beast being injured. "No bullshit! I didn't stab him. He must of cut himself with the rebar that he strapped me to the floor with. I was too close to use my rapier on him anyway." He said, huffing again.

He picked up his drink, shaking it up a bit before gasping. "Oh shit, I do. It's not for another few hours and I doubt we'll be eating, well not food. Ehehehe." He wiggled his eyebrows at her with a smirk.

Arabella wrung her hands again, watching the two as she was unsure what to do for herself. She took her mask off before nodding and running off to the other room. "Shit this is all my fault isn't it?" She said to herself. "He got hurt because of me not being there." She said before remembering he was uninjured before she got there. "No silly it's not your fault, how could you of prevented it." She sighed and got dressed, putting her uniform into a plastic bag to wash later. She pulled her hair into a top bun instead of the space buns and washed her hands before moving over to the bed to help in any way she could. "Do you need any more clean towels or wipes?" She asked, looking up at Mother.

Dahlia raised an eyebrow at him, as she drank her drink. “The way you are being so defensive seemed to tell me otherwise. I didn’t think you would be so angry as to wetab someone Klaus. How very rebellious of you,” she teased him with a small smirk playing on her lips. She looked at her phone once again, her fingers flying around on the screen as started typing. She hummed softly around the straw of her drink, chewing slightly on the straw. When her phone gave an alert, she smiled softly.

“Looks like we will possibly have another job in the next few days. It would seem the higher ups want someone broken out of jail. And no one else can do it because they are ‘busy’.” She raised her fingers and turned them down in air quotes. “They are wondering if we can do it.” Her voice was low as he talked to Klaus, making sure that the other tables could hear them. It would be bad news if they could. “They promise to pay us some big bucks if we can pull it off completely without any problems.”

Mother was still cleaning out the wound when Bella came back into the room, her glove covered fingers stained red. When she heard the footsteps enter, she turned emerald eyes to the girl, a sad smile on her lips. “This way darling, move over here,” she told her, moving her over to a plush chair in the corner of the room. She grabbed her hand, holding it gently as she flipped it over to expose her inner arm. She gently ran over an alcohol pad over her inner elbow, before pulling out a needle. “Just a little prick sweetie. Just relax, it won’t take long okay?” She told her, a small comforting smile on her lips.

With a quick, yet gentle hand she slid the needle into Arabella’s skin, quickly attaching the tubes. When she removed her fingers that were pinching the tube and the blood started flowing. While she was waiting for the bag to fill with blood, she brought her attention back to the pale Luca with a frown. “Reckless. The both of you. Don’t think I don’t see that cut on your neck Bella. I wish you two would find a different way of life. Being a hero will bring the both of you nothing but pain and heartbreak. I do not wish to see both of you die fighting for everyone but yourselves.”

Slender pale fingers wiped the bleeding wound, a frown on her face. His lips were turning pale, and she needed to be fast. Quickly she grabbed everything she needed, and started sewing the wound shit the best she could. It wouldn’t be a pretty scar, but she did her best pulling together the ripped edges. It took several minutes, but finally she grabbed a pair of scissors cutting the final suture before tying it off. She turned around, walking back over to the girl, gently pulling out the middle before pressing a cotton pad against the small wound.

“Here have some juice and a muffin, it’ll help you calm down,” she told her, handing her a glass of orange juice, and a wrapped muffin. She was silent as she took down the bag and began hooking it up to Luca who remained silent and still. “If I was both of your mothers I would have kicked your ass a long time ago. How many times are you in my office getting wounds stitched up? How many times do I have to bring you both back from the brink of death before you get it through your heads that this isn’t a good life?” Mother was getting very upset. She considered these two like her own kids, and not broke her heart seeing them like this.

"But I didn't, I swear!!!" He whined, shaking her slightly as he whined. He pouted when he was ignored and propped his face in his hands, elbows on the table.

His eyebrows raised and looked at her phone when she mentioned a break out. "Ooooooo that sounds like fun~!" He whispered to her. "Who we breaking out? Some big league that will give us uber cred with the rest of the villains?!" He asked, getting giddy and moving up and down in his seat.

Arabella blinked when she was handed the food and drink but didn't complain. She smiled up at her before gasping at her. "Mother~!" She whined. "It's not my fault he sucks at not staying unhurt or whatever." She said with a mouthful of muffin. She swallowed before looking over at him. "Yeesh is he ok?!" She asked. "Do you need the blood now?" She asked, rolling up her sleeve.