"Where are we headed?" asked Dan. I could hear his voice tense up, and began to breath heavily.

"57th Street. There's an intense robbery going on there… this team of bastards got themselves some guns and shit. Trying to still a bunch of goods in the bank. Get real. Once we get there, they're getting their asses kicked for sure," Edward said, beginning to chuckle away. I never understood how he did that. He never seemed to have one hint of fear in his body.

"We mustn't be too dangerous with them Edward. Consider that there are people in his surroundings… people in fear," Jon reminded him.

I put my hand on his shoulder, and smiled at him. He had read my mind.

Jon looked back at me and smiled back. I felt my heart beat rapidly, and thoughts of making love to him accumulated in my head. Because of this, he began to laugh lightly and leaned in to kiss me. His lips were so soft…

"Do people really need to waste their time on robbing banks nowadays? It's called jobs…" Adrien said coldly.

Edward laughed, "Because not everyone's got a big head like yours… so they decide to fuck up their lives by doing some drugs, pissing everywhere, and just taking money. That's life Veidt. That's life here."

Adrien rolled his eyes, "Charming way to put it."

"What can I say jackass? I'm all about the words," Edward responded.

I turned to see how Rorschach was doing. He just sat silently by himself, not saying a thing. Sometimes I wondered who had it worse. He's much younger than we all are, and I'm pretty young myself. His mood goes along with the inkblots on his mask. How does he see in that anyway? It's fascinating.

"We're here," said Dan finally.

We finally land, and without another moment to spare, we all run out and into the bank.

"Excuse me!" yells Dan. "Everybody stay calm we are here to-"

Interrupting him, Edward shot down all four of the culprits. The poor innocent crowd began to scream and cover their ears, as if thinking that we were going to kill them too.

"What the hell? We could've just put them in jail you idiot," yells Rorschach. He began to run into him, it looked like he was going to give him a punch or something. Jon luckily held him back.

"Please, restrain yourself," he said.

Rorschach tried to break free, "He just shot four of those people down!"

We all turned to look at him, including Edward.

"You've been working with us for almost a year now. Get used to the fact that I don't give a shit if bastards die. It's crime and punishment with me. That's how it's always been," he said.

Rorschach stopped trying to pull away and kept silent.

"He's right you know," began Adrien, "you should've at least let us work things out a bit. It's called a team."

Edward laughed and began to walk out of the bank. "It's all a joke…" I heard him mutter to himself.

We all looked at each other, shaking our heads.

"Everybody can get up now," I declared, "you're all safe…"

The crowd got up and began to applause us all.

A sweet old lady took my hand and kissed it. "You are all very great," she said, "I thought I was going to lose my life. My daughter just gave birth in the hospital, and I was going to take out money most of it to her… the poor girl is tight on money. But then those bad men walked in. I thought I wasn't going to have a chance. Thank you." She began to have tears in her eyes. It moved me.

"It's no problem mam," said Adrien placing his hand on her shoulder, "As long as we are around, the city will always be a safe place."

I looked at Adrien, in resentment. I can't think of a day when Adrien did anything right.

Jon took my hand and whispered in my ear, "Let him have his glory."

I had a chill up my spine. It's incredible how he can read my mind like that… but in some ways it makes me feel nervous. It's like I can't have a find of my own. Oh no, he can probably hear me. I decided to kiss his cheek.

"If anything you deserve it out of all of us…" I said back.

Jon smiled and laced his fingers around mine.

"Shall we celebrate with some drinks?" said Dan.

"I'm going to get around… I just need some time to think," said Rorschach and he began to walk away, just like that.

The thing about being a superhero is, there are rarely moments where you feel good about what you've seen or done. Someone ends up brutally injured or dies in the end. But that's what you get when you're human… when you're time comes, it happens when you least think about it.