Maria Howlett, also known as Lioness, was having an average day... if by average, you meant shutting down a drug ring by killing all of them with your adamantium claws that came out of your knuckles, all while thinking about the next location you and your friends/partners in crime should go to in order to search for your brother who has been missing for over a year... then I guess you could call it an average day.
Maria slashed the throat of the final drug dealer with a scowl on her face, retracting her claws before the body hit the floor. She and her friends would have to leave Los Angeles after this, all too aware of how the evidence would point to them eventually.
Maria's thoughts drifted to the names on her left wrist; L. Snart and M. Rory. For the millionth time, she wondered if they would approve of her criminal lifestyle. She kept their names hidden from the rest of the world, not wanting anyone to find out about them and hurt them. Only her closet friends, her brothers, and her soulmates knew about the names.
Maria shook her head to clear her thoughts, and looked herself over to see that she was covered in blood.
"Dammit." She was gonna have to get a new suit... again. Why did she keep getting tan catsuits?
"Did y' really have to kill dem all, cher?" A familiar Cajun accent asked.
She looked over to see a man with chin-length brown hair and dark sunglasses on his face. He was wearing a trench coat and a black hat. She knew that under those sunglasses were black eyes with red pupils.
Maria gave her fellow vigilante/thief, Gambit, a hard look as he and his partner in all senses, Blackout, walked inside the warehouse, disheveled. His shoulder-length brown hair was sticking up in places, his shirt was buttoned up in the wrong order, and his pants were undone. It was so obvious what the two had just finished doing, and the smell was terrible, due to Maria's enhanced senses.
"Did you two really have to go off and fuck while I was killing them?"
Gambit laughed while Blackout blushed. "What can Remy say? I'm always down to fuck ma cherie. You should join us sometime."
Blackout blushed harder, swatting Gambit's shoulder.
"No thanks," Maria said with a chuckle. She straightened up quickly, though. "We need to get out of here. The cops will be here soon."
"Perhaps I can be of assistance," a male, British voice said.
The trio of thieves looked over at the sound, only for them to be met with a blinding white light.
