This story is set in an alternate world where Greendale is filled with super heroes and villains. While the main focus is on Jeff and Annie most regular characters will make either actual appearances or be mentioned. Most characters have code names for their costumed personas, but it shouldn't be that hard to guess who's who. It will be a multipart story and to be safe I'd say it will be rated a "hard" T.

I in no way own the wonderful show or characters of Community.

Annie's senses were on full alert as she walked the darkened streets of Greendale. In the last four months the crime rate had almost tripled. It had been bad before, when El Tigre was still on the streets and Miss Statistics was still active. But with the arrival of The Pusher things had gone from bad to worse real fast.

A soft splash was heard as she stepped in a puddle. As she lifted her boot covered foot she looked at her reflection. She had changed her costume last month to reflect her new darker mood. While before it had been very cutesy with lots of pink it now composed of black and dark purple leather. But she still kept her red eye mask. In spite of all the changes she didn't feel right unless she kept some part of her original outfit.

It had been hard to change her outfit at all. Pierce had made it especially for her. And even after he was gone she still felt like he was with her every time she put it on. But she wasn't the same girl she had once been, and she needed the world to know that. It seemed strange though that of all the villains she had fought it would be a hero that would harden her.

She was snapped out of her thoughts as she suddenly heard a loud moan. She looked to her right as two men lumbered out of the ally. As soon as she saw them she knew they were in the thrones of addiction. Their eyes bulged in their sockets and their skin was yellow with veins practically pushing out of their bodies. Two more victims of The Pusher, she though sadly.

"Listen." she said as they circled her. "I know it looks bad, and all you can think about is getting a fix. But I can help you." They licked their cracked lips as she slowly pulled out the syringe gun Meta had given her. "This will take the craving away. If you just-"

Before she could finish they lunged at her. She jumped in the air and roundhouse kicked the smaller guy in the face. He fell to the ground as the second one zigzagged to the right and grabbed her from behind, biting into her shoulder. Luckily the leather from her outfit stopped him from breaking the skin. She snapped her head back and cracked him in the face. As he staggered back she spun around and pressed the gun into his neck, injecting him with the detox serum. He crumbled to the ground as the first guy got back up. He charged forward, swinging his arms wildly at her. Annie blocked his blows as she punched him repeatedly in his chest and stomach. As he made a move to bite her she swept his leg out from under him, taking him down. As he fell on his back she dropped to one knee and injected him with a dose of serum. He cried out a gurgled yell as his body relaxed.

Annie got to her feet and looked down at the man, hating that he had reached this state. Four months ago a costumed man named The Pusher appeared in Greendale and declared that he had the answer to everyone's problems. He had a pill called sunshine that would take away everyone's worries and have them live their lives in peaceful bliss. As it turned out sunshine was pretty much a pill version of heroin crossed with ecstasy. And it was ten times more addictive. Once you got hooked the need for the drug took over your life. Users who went without it for too long deteriorated into a zombie like state, like these two had clearly reached.

Because the need for sunshine was so high people were doing everything they could to feed their habit. Muggings and robberies happened so frequently the police didn't even listen anymore when someone reported a crime. Not a day went by where you didn't hear of someone being murdered by a dog (what people had nicknamed those who reached the zombielike withdrawal state.) In spite of all their best efforts there was no way all the heroes of Greendale could keep up with it all. Annie had been running on only a couple hours of sleep a night for the past month and it still wasn't enough to stop it all. She knew, as well as everyone else, that the only way to stop this madness was to find out who The Pusher was and take him down.

"That was impressive."

She turned towards the vocal source as a tall man in black and silver spandex and a silver eye mask jumped down from a fire escape. He smiled at her as he ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "I was going to step in if you needed help, but you seemed to have a handle on the situation."

"Jef-." She quickly stopped herself from saying his name out loud. It was dangerous to say a costume hero's real name. Someone could overhear it and track them down when they were at their most vulnerable. Poor Neil had been slaughtered in his sleep after Vicki called him by his real name once when they were both patrolling.

"ATL (short for Above The Law). It's been a while."

"Yes it has Bright Eyes. You're looking good. I like you as a redhead. "

Annie groaned as she self consciously ran her fingers through her hair. She had dyed it red when she changed her costume as a way of showing that she was a new woman. It did mean that she had to wear a brown haired wig when she was in her civilian clothes so no one could guess she was the crime fighter Bright Eyes. But in her eyes it was worth it. And anyway, these days she patrolled so often she was her costumed persona more often than her secret identity.

Jeff walked towards her and raised his hand as if to run his fingers through her hair. She slapped his hand away before he could touch her. "Stop that. You lost your right to touch me when we broke up, remember?"

Jeff looked at her without any of his usual charm. If anything his face was etched in sadness over his decision to end things between them. As she looked back at him angrily he walked away from her and inspected the two thugs she had taken out.

"Bright Eyes, they're dead."

She spun around in shock and checked them for herself. They were indeed dead. Jeff looked at her like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "I thought you had a strict no kill policy, where you only used lethal force as a last result. I know our breakup was rough but-"

"I didn't kill them!" She yelled as she looked at the syringe gun. "It must have been the serum. Meta said that if someone has been using for too long the shock of detoxing could kill a person. Obviously that's what happened here."

Jeff walked over and tried to hug her, but she pushed him away. "How could you think that? What happened between us sucks, but I'm not going to go around blindly killing people just because I'm mad at you. You broke my heart, not my morals."

Before he could respond they both heard someone yell out "Popalock!" They both looked up as a man on a flying broomstick flew over their heads. He had on yellow spandex and a hood with green P's all around it, and several holes in the back for his dreadlocks to flow freely. "Looky what we have here. Looks like someone needs to be poped."

"Hello Popster!"

He yelled out in anger at Jeff's insult. "It's Pop Pop. POP! POP!" As he said the last words he raised his hands as glowing balls of light shot out of his white gloved hands. Jeff pushed Annie to the ground and shielded her as balls of light exploded all around them. He pulled her up and took her hand as they ran away from the flying madness.

"POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!" He screamed at them as he fired exploding light balls in every direction. Jeff and Annie ran as fast as they could, but he was gaining on them. Just before he could reach them a black car with tinted windows roared out of the side street and spun to a stop in front of them. The door opened and a black masked figure stuck his head out. "Get in!" Jeff and Annie dove into the back seat before they had a chance to react. As soon as they slammed the door shut the car sped down the road.

As they got their bearings Jeff saw that their savior was Meta. "What are you doing here? I thought you were done with all this?"

"No time to explain right now. We're still being chased by the Happy Potter reject." They all cringed as light balls exploded on the roof of the car. "Hang on!" Meta yelled as he stepped on the gas, driving faster than a NASCAR racer. The car sped down the streets as Pop Pop soared after them in the air.

They drove for a tense ten minutes before Meta drove into a long tunnel. As they entered the tunnel he flipped a switch on the dashboard and a piece of the tunnel wall lifted up. Before Pop Pop could reach the tunnel they were in the hole and the wall had fallen back into place.

Meta killed the engine and stepped out of the car, followed quickly by Annie and Jeff. As they looked around Meta turned to them and cleared his throat. "These tunnels run all throughout Greendale. It makes it easier to get around. There's a lot I have to tell you two, but not here. Follow me."

He turned and led the way, with Annie and Jeff close behind him.