I own nothing but viva.

"Miracle city, a spicy-"

"Blah, blah, blah why did you pick this place?"

"Because my friend from collage said he needed help with the villains."

"Than why bring me here! I am not a hero!"

"You're not a villain yet either. I think this place may make you see how bad evil is!"

"Dad, it's your own fault for having sex with a villain."

"I didn't know she was a villain! I thought she was an author. Plus she died doing something evil!"

"She was j-walking and got hit by a car."

"J-walking is against the law."

I had given up by this point and just turned on my i-pod.

My dad was still talking not seeing the ear buds. If he's like this than I don't want to meet his friend.

Well at least the house is cool. We're on one of the tallest buildings I have ever seen and the entire house is my dad's color. Real dark purple, it's the only thing we can agree on. He looks very smooth in purple.

We had only been in the house long enough for me to register the color when I heard a boom.

Trouble already? It wasn't even dinner time.

"Trouble! Viva get changed we're going to see what's up."

Thinking fast I said, "Won't it be better if I'm a bystander than I won't be attacked, and I can learn what these guys can do?"

"Excellent idea! Well come on then." He unfurled his wings and said "do thee justice."

There was a flash of purple and there he stood in his dark purple glory. His cloths were replaced with a purple pin-strip suit, a slightly darker purple tie mask. His other name was Justice.

He scooped me up into his arms and flew towards the noise.

When we got there he put me on a near by building.

I looked toward the fight and saw two cat themed super heroes fighting what appeared to be skeletons. My dad joined the fight and was destroying the skeletons with his sword.

The white cat themed hero was attacking what appeared to be a skeleton in a dress.

The smaller cat hero appeared to be getting his butt kick by a smaller skeleton.

Wow, that had to hurt. A kick sent him flying. Right at me.

I quickly jumped out of his flight path. He hit a pole and groaned once. The next thing I know the smaller skeleton has got him by his shirt and looks ready to kill him.

"What now El Tigre?" He snarled.

I looked at him, "You do know that he's out cold right?"

He spun and looked at me in surprise; the very next expression was a leer worthy of my dead mom.

"Hey hot stuff, you want to come to the dark side? You know what they say, once you've had dead no one's better in bed."

"Sorry honey, I don't like boney guys."

"Ouch, hotty got some 'ttude." He said as he sided up to me, backing me up against the wall. He smirked at down at me, me being a good bit shorter than him. He took one of his finger/claws and held it to my throat. He suddenly turned kind of threating.

"Who are you? You aren't the least bit scared and you don't seem like the kind of girl that throws herself at villains."

I slid out of his hold and walked towards the fallen hero. I checked his pulse while saying, "I'm not the kind of girl that throws anything except a punch."

"Really do you want to take me on?" I could almost hear the smirk in his voice.

I looked for my dad and saw that he was hugging and talking to the white cat hero, all of the skeletons were gone except one, being loaded in to a police vehicle.

"Maybe some other time, the fight's over and I got to take care of this guy."

"What makes you think I'll let you leave-?!?"

While he had been talking I had been dragging the boy to the side of the building. I then threw him over the side.

"You won't be able to stop me." I fell backward over the side of the building.

As the air was rushing past me I saw him look over the side of the building down at me. I gave him my own smirk.

I closed my eyes and whispered into the air, "I do upon others."

In a flash of black light my leather wings unfurled. I was now wearing a black leather bikini top with tight black leather pants.

I turned in mid air and dove for the kid I had thrown off the building. I caught him in a princess hold with stories to spare.

I flew up to the building's roof and smiled at the skeleton's dropped jaw, my mask (black leather, of course) inching up my face. "See ya bones." I called while flying toward my dad.

I looked for a place to put the boy. A little blue haired girl saw me and started screaming, "El Tigre!" I flew down to her and asked, "He yours?" with a raised eyebrow.

She rushed over and grabbed him and started slapping him repeatedly.

The 5th or 6th time he caught her hand and said, "You couldn't think of a better way to wake me up?" I smirked at that and held out a hand and said, "Hi I'm Black Devil. You can call me D.B."