Hey there, TheHighPanda here. And just before you ask, I'm not a panda, and I'm not high. But any way on to the fanfic. This is my first fanfic, but I'm not going to stress on that to much as I know you don't really care. Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter, I found it quite hard to start it off, like I didn't know when to start, but yeah, read on.

The sun slowly stretched over Mindy Lizewski's face, as it shone through the gap in the pale brown curtains in the large double bedded bedroom. She turned her head over looking at her partner/robin/husband. Slowly she reached over and brushed the hair over, that was covering his eyes. As she reached over and kissed him on the forehead.
"Hey beautiful," he said as his eyes fluttered open.
"Hey handsome," she replied as he pulled her into his embrace, his warm arms wrapping and her.
"You know what," he mumbled, "I think today is going to be the perfect..."
"WHY WON'T YOU DIE?!" Came the scream from downstairs
"...day"

Dave got out of bed, put on a top, and headed downstairs, to try and stop world war 3 from breaking out. Heading through to the kitchen diner, and through to the lounge.
"What's going on you girls?"
The two 16 year old blondes both looked up, their blue eyes locking with their fathers, dropping the Xbox controller in the process, the back opening up, and the batteries spilling onto the floor.
"Nothing," they both stated in unison as one reached for the remote and the other for the batteries.
"Because me and your mother could swear we heard some death threats coming from down here."
"Well I came down stairs first and grabbed the controller, but then Zoey came down stairs and stole it off me." argued Amy.
"That is not what happened" said Zoey

Upstairs.

Mindy lay there listening to the argument going on downstairs. After she left Dave standing there, blush all over his face. She travelled around America, from state to state. City to City, finally returning 4 years later, when the heat died down. In this time she had finally got her priorities in order, and had realised that she wanted Dave. So when she came back they finally did what they had both been waiting a long time to do. And during that night of passionate lovemaking, the twins were conceived. Zoey and Amy. The blonde haired devils. Always fighting, swearing, obsessed with guns weaponry. Just like their mother. They were both sixteen now. And rowdy as hell.
Mindy and Dave still carried on being superhero's just like before, bit with a few differences. They both had a complete costume change. Kick-Ass was now fully bullet proof. He kept Big Daddy's armour and plating, but instead of the wet suit, added on a silver and gold helmet, made from Kevlar, with gold plating filling in the gaps where the armour didn't. While Hit-Girl had completely changed her appearance. With a black wig instead of a purple one. She had modified the suit so that it was Kevlar plated, and was now a dark black, with purple highlights. The original face mask had completely change as well. So instead of it just just covering the eyes, she now wore a purple scarfed balaclava that covered up most of her face.

They had tried to bring up the twins in a normal lifestyle. So they wouldn't get involved in their parents dangerous escapades. So they hadn't told them. They had kept it quiet.

Climbing out of bed, she stood up, and wandered over to the on suite, turning on the shower, and letting the warm water run all over her body, before getting out and standing in front of the mirror, checking her face and arms for cuts, scars and bruises from last nights drugs bust.

They had received intel from one of the many superhero groups in the city, saying that they knew where a massive shipment was coming in disguised as champagne. Everybody knew that Hit-Girl and Kick-Ass were the best in the business, so as soon as they signed up, a stream of people followed. And in the end they had an army of around thirty people on the bust.

Enough to take it down.

But it didn't mean they came out without a scratch. Mindy turned around, trying to find the best way to hide the gaping scar on her back, when Dave came in, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a kiss.
"That's a bad one,"
"Yeah i know, I'm trying to find a way to hide it without being to obvious, any ideas?"
"You know me, I'm not the one whose skilful with make up, can't you just use some maskera or whatever it's called?"
"It's mascara, and that's for your eyes you dipshit."
"Well I'm sorry I don't know my eyeliner from my nail polish. I don't exactly have to use it. I just blame my injuries on work."

Dave had taken up work at a building sight to minimise suspicion. It was also a good excuse for his hero related injures.
Mindy had just adopted the role of house wife. Not that she stayed at home cleaning. She mainly spent her time in the safe house cleaning the guns, and practicing. She enjoyed it. But if meant she had nothing to blame her injuries on, so she just tried to hide them.

"What was the argument about?" Asked Mindy
"Just over the Xbox controller as usual."
"We should get another one, stop them arguing,"
"They'd just find something else to argue over though."
"Yeah I guess,"
"And anyway 60 dollars for a fucking controller you've got to be shitting me?"

Dave quickly changed before leaving the house with the girls, leaving Mindy with herself for 7 hours. Perfect time to practise.

She left the house through the back door and entered into the large garden that was outside. She ran towards the back fence before vaulting it, and entering into the back door of the neighbours. The girls thought that the house was the sale, but it was just an excuse. Walking in through the door and into the large kitchen, Mindy headed down the hall way and into the basement, turning on the light as she went down.

Reaching behind the stairs she flicked a few hidden buttons before inserting a key and twisting, to reveal and hidden door. Pressing six number on the keypad next to the door, she pushed it open revealing the large underground super base. The low hanging lights slowly flickered to life revealing a large metal expanse. To left there was a massive bank of computer monitors, twenty four in total, each one covering a different part of New Yorks CCTV system. To the right the gun wall. One hundred and thirty two in total, ranging from pistols, to Gatling guns. And at the far wall, the suit room. There stood Kick-Ass and Hit-Girl rearing to go. In all there glory.

Heading over to the gun wall she picked 3 at random. Before heading off to the firing range.

There you go. Hope you enjoyed it. Any errors or advice just leave it in the comments and I'll try to update it, or fix what's wrong in later chapters. Please leave constructed criticism, as I don't like it when people just moan at me. And for those of you who were wondering, the twins will be used more in the story.

TheHighPanda out.