this is a story about, James Diamond, singer, pretty boy, crime fighter, extraordinaire. fallow him on his adventures of fighting bad in the streets of LA, and finding true love, all while fighting a new criminal, who has a little secret of his own. and while being in a boy band, a dark fairy tale. about suspense, hurt, comfort, romance, and any other undertone's you can think of. this will be a Jagan fic, and maybe some Kenlos in the mix...oh yea! his friends don't know he's a super hero, Carlos would have an orgasm, you never know maybe they can become his sidekicks in the future...;) i hope you like!


Nighttime. Moving over the towers of downtown Los Angeles, the lights are bright, people roam the streets of the big city, some good, some bad.

Crime lurks in the darkness of the city, waiting for their next victim.

A man in a ski mask, holding a gun, approaches a blonde haired women, in a pink fluffy large coat, and a tight black dress, hugging her curves, holding her shopping bags, in both hands, her purse secured on her shoulder.

The man gets closer, the woman stops in her tracks when she hears footsteps, she doesn't turn back she shrugs and continues to walk, humming to herself.

She hears the footsteps again, however she continues to walk, the steps get louder, she picks up her speed, a little more her pink heels clicking on the ground.

She turns to look back, and sees the man approaching, she runs in between two buildings, wrong move.

She's trapped, she looks over at the man as he gets closer. She backs up a little. " please don't" she says, breathing heavily.

The man just chuckles and moves closer, bring the gun up. " well aren't you pretty" he says.

She backs into the brick wall, breathing erratically, " wh-what do you want" she asks.

" give me you're money" he says a few feet away.

" no-no I wont" she says dropping her shopping bags, and clutching her purse tightly.

" give me the bag bitch" he says, holding the gun close to her face.

He's about to snatch the purse, when all of a sudden something heavy and dark drops on top of him.

He get's up clutching the gun, out off a dark corner, comes a tall man, you cant really make him out.

" step back pal, or the broad get's it" he says grabbing the terrified woman's shoulder.

" let her go" demands the dark figure, in a deep voice, he steps closer, but the criminal loads the gun.

" what makes you thi-" he's cut off, his body slamming hard onto the brick wall, the woman looks down to see something attached to the criminal.

She hears a click and the wire snaps back into the dark figure.

" who are you?" she asks unsure.

The man steps into the light, revealing a man in a costume, he has a purple bandanna covering half his face, black armor, in the form of a man's body, a purple belt adorns his waist, a long purple cape hanging from his back, he's got two purple bandannas on his wrist.

The man says nothing, instead his body flies up into the dark air, making a zipping noise.

The woman looks up into the air, as the man steps onto the building.

" THANK YOU!" she yells waving into the air.

She picks up her belongings not before she gives the criminal a good kick to the stomach.

Hhm, she huffs, and walks away dialing the cops….

Next morning.

Palm woods penthouse.

An old man in a tuxedo, walks past soaring downtown views, as he carries a breakfast tray through the vast, empty penthouse. He stops, looking at a young man lightly snoring, he takes the tray in.

He moves next to the man, shaking his shoulder gently.

" sir, Diamond" he says, the boy, groans and sits up, scratching the back of his neck while yawning.

" what time is it?" he asks groggily, blinking his eyes slowly.

" it's already past ten, sir, and you're friend Mr. Garcia, already called ten times." he says placing the tray onto his lap.

The boy chuckles," that's Carlos for ya, thank you Sebastian" he says digging into his pancakes. the old man begins walking towards the door.

" you're welcome, Mr. James, (he looks back) oh and you're hair is a mess" he says walking out the master suite, closing the door behind him, chuckling when he hears James yelp and a thump.