Standing on top of a building overlooking the the lights of Jump City where most of the crimes happen stood a teenage girl with cat like eyes stared at the city from her vantage point, her tail swishing behind her, elf like ears listening to the sounds of the city around her, dark hair with white highlights moving in the breeze.
Her outfit was a jumpsuit with the top part of the jumpsuit front right half being orange and the left being black. The sleeves black from the shoulders to her wrists with the bottom half of the jumpsuit being skin tight black pants and black boots and black gloves. Finally, an orange mask over her eyes, matching her cocoa complexion.
Her ears picked up strange activity in the south part of the city, sounded like manic laughter, one annoying enough to be recognizable. Sighing, she leapt off the edge of the building and onto another.
Landing on one final building, she overlooked a scene, confirming that it is indeed one of her least favorite criminals; Control Freak.
Control Freak laughed manically as he used his video game controller to make his home made robot dinosaurs terrorize the people and rob stores of electronics.
She sighed, "Typical." She said shaking her head at this complete and total nut case before taking a few steps away from the edge and charged forward and leapt off the building and into the air then landed in front of Control Freak...on his foot actually.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Control Freak screamed like a highschool girl and toss his controller in the air to grasp his smashed foot as he hopped on the other foot.
She caught the controller as it came back down to Earth before turning it over and opening a compartment and taking out the batteries, making all the dino robots collapse and ending the temporary madness that came with Control Freak.
Dropping it carelessly on the street, she stomped it to pieces before turning to a still hopping Control Freak who clutched his aching foot. "You know, your shenanigans aren't that exciting to fight these days." She said before pinching a nerve on his neck, rendering him unconscious.
She sighed tiredly, "That was very boring." She turned to the people present, "Hey, did anyone call the cops yet, this guy needs psychiatric help." She asked pointing at the incapacitated Freak.
Hearing sirens in the distance, "Well, I'm out." She said before sprinting into a nearby alley and turning a dial on her watch that served as an image enhancer; changing her appearance and disguising herself into that a regular girl. Gone was the mask, jumpsuit, white highlights, tail, ears and eyes; in their place, a pizza uniform, trainers, dark hair in a low ponytail and brown eyes.
Slowing down her pace a little to avoid running into people as she ran out the other end of the alley and turned in the direction where her job is located.
This one kept bothering me, so I decided to get this out of my system.