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Dave had been waiting for Mindy at the restaurant she mentioned for about ten minutes. He was confused about why she decided to meet at a restaurant instead of a movie but he didn't question it. She finally walked into the restaurant with her friend and sat down next to Dave.

"Who's this?" he asked, gesturing to the stranger.

"He calls himself Top Shot." Mindy answered. "He found me and asked me to join him in taking down the fake Hit Girl." Dave was speechless. "Yeah, he actually worked hard in finding out who I was for the last two months. And I already told him the golden rule."

"If I reveal either of your identities, I'll be dead in minutes." Top Shot recited. "So I'm guessing you're-" he dropped his voice to a whisper. "-Kick Ass." Dave nodded.

"Call me Dave." he said. "And you're Top Shot?" Top Shot nodded.

"Now here's the thing." he said. "My teammate and I were ambushed last night after dealing with a shootout. This person that attacked us was dressed like Hit Girl."

"We know, we saw the article online, dumbass." Mindy said.

"I'm summarizing what you know." Top Shot said. "What you don't know is that I deduced that she was fake."

"Why didn't you write that in?" Dave asked.

"Mainly because you guys took down one of New York's biggest crime lords." Top Shot answered.

"That could inspire terror in criminals." Mindy said. "So you kept her being a fake a secret to hopefully reduce the amount of crime in the city."

"Or it will multiply it." Dave argued. "You could have destroyed the city with that. No one knows Hit Girl as much as Kick Ass or Top Shot."

"True, but that wasn't what I was going for." Top Shot said. "After you took D'Amico down, someone had to take over and the impostor may be working with that person. I need to find out who she's working for or if she even is working with anyone so I need to catch her. If she's called out on being fake, it could cause her to back off. I would have preferred not saying anything about it at all but I needed to alert other heroes. Less heroes on the street, more crime in the city."

"Hi, welcome to Power Pizza. Are you guys ready to order?" the waiter interrupted. Top Shot placed an order for supreme pizza. "Okay, it will be ready in about twenty minutes." The waiter walked away and Top Shot flipped the papers face up again.

"I hate onions." Dave complained after looking at what was on the supreme pizza.

"Just pick them off. It's not like it's mixed into the sauce." Top Shot said, before getting back to the subject. "So I would like to enlist your help to catch them. Of course, this is a request isn't an order. It's your personal choice." Dave and Mindy looked at each other nervously. "Clearly you both would like to talk about this so I'll give you two a couple minutes alone." He walked over to an arcade machine and started playing.

"Okay, so what's the plan?" Dave asked Mindy.

"What do you mean?" Mindy asked nervously. "We're gonna turn him down." She said that, but she wasn't sure at all. It was an offer she had been waiting to hear from Dave: to break out the costumes and then break down evil once again. Dave looked her in the eye disbelief written across his face.

"I'll turn him down if you turn him down." Dave promised. "But we both know that's not what you want. You want to fight crime and become a hero again. Trust me, I know you do because I want it too." Still, Mindy was a little tense, but she couldn't deny it any longer.

"We're getting our costumes out." Mindy declared. Dave had a cheshire grin when she said that. They looked over to Top Shot who was still playing his game.

"So where did you meet this guy?" Dave asked.

"He called me out as Hit Girl and then ran off to make me chase him. He lured me to the dump where he told me he wanted me to talk about the fraud bitch and then apologized in advance for shooting me."

"He shot you?!"

"Yeah, straight in the gut." Mindy said, rubbing her stomach. Dave kept looking at it, checking for blood. "Beanbag rounds. Non-lethal but still painful."

"What happened next?" Dave asked.

"I grabbed a garbage lid to block the next five shots and slapped him upside the head with it." Mindy said.

"So what's your decision?" Top Shot asked when he returned to the table.

"You shot Hit Girl?!" Dave exclaimed in a whisper. "I'm not sure if you're dangerous, brave, stupid, or some freaky combination of the three."

"None. I'm just insane." Top Shot said. "Your decision?"

"We're in." Dave and Mindy said at in unison. Top Shot grinned happily.

"Glad to hear it." he proclaimed. He pulled out a card from his sleeve and a pen from his pocket. "You will meet me at this address tonight at ten, on the dot. We will begin hunting for the fake tomorrow." He handed it to Mindy.

"Why not tonight?" Dave asked.

"You have to meet the team first." Top Shot said. "We have to make sure they know you've been impersonated, Mindy, and that any of us could be impersonated."

"And here's your pizza." The waiter said, stopping at their table and putting down a pizza with a wide variety of toppings. "Let me know if you would like anything else." When the waiter was out of earshot again, Top Shot continued.

"Anyway, I know both of your names. I feel it's appropriate to tell you my name." Top Shot said. "My real name is William Flynger. Most people call me Will." Dave and Mindy both nodded and continued eating their pizza. Mindy pulled out her phone and saw she got a text from Marcus. After reading it, she raised her eyebrows and put it down.

"I'm in trouble." she said nonchalantly. "Marcus just sent me a text saying 'Get Home. Now.' and didn't tell me why." She finished her pizza and put down eight dollars for the pizza. "I've gotta get going." She walked out the doors, leaving Dave and Will alone. Dave had an idea pop into head after a couple minutes and decided to voice it.

"What if this fake Hit Girl is just another superhero who doesn't know what she's doing and just compensating by taking the mantle of Hit Girl?" Will smiled.

"It was one of the possibilities that ran through my mind." Will admitted. "But if it was, there's a relatively low chance that she didn't know what she was doing. She knocked out Ornitier and me in less than twenty seconds." Dave felt there was something missing from his explanation but decided to leave it alone.

"So…" he said awkwardly, trying to change the subject. "Why did you shoot Mindy?"

"Because it sounded like fun." Will said sarcastically. "I had to make sure she was Hit Girl."

"By shooting her."

"It was the fastest way. Most others are on the ground and have a hard time breathing. She grabbed a makeshift shield and charged straight at me."

"What would you have done if it wasn't her?"

"Drop four hundred thousand dollars in and run for it." Top Shot said. "Not a lot of people can hold a grudge after having that kind of cash dropped in front of them."

"True." Dave admitted. "Would you like to shoot me?"

"I'll take you up on that request but I won't drop cash at your feet unless you're innocent of a crime that I suspect you of and you didn't ask for it."

(Mindy's House)

"Hey, Marcus." Mindy said, walking through the door and into the living room. The first thing she saw was that the TV was mirroring a laptop and the "HIt Girl Returns" article. "I can explain."

"Please do." Marcus said, sitting down at his laptop with his arms crossed.

"That's not true." MIndy said. "I haven't returned to being a superhero."

"Then what is this?" Marcus gestured to the TV. "Your evil twin?" If it were a different person, Mindy would've made a joke saying that it was an evil triplet and there's a third evil one. But Marcus was dead serious.

"I don't know who it is." Mindy said. "I'd personally give anything to find out." Marcus stood up and sighed, walking to the TV and back.

"As much as I hate to say it, I need you to find out." Marcus said, surprising Mindy.

"Is he giving me permission to be Hit Girl again?" she thought. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what it means." Marcus said. "Don't make me have to say it out loud. The police aren't stupid. A vigilante attacking other vigilantes is a problem. It encourages potential criminals to believe they're gonna be safer when committing crimes. If the fake isn't confirmed as a fake, they'll start tracking down Hit Girl. And you know where that'll lead."

"In that case, I'll be gone later tonight." Mindy warned. "I don't know how long but I'll be back by dawn."

"Stop telling me. I won't question it if you're gone." Marcus said. "Now, go to your room." Mindy was about to leave, but one thing was bugging her.

"How do you know she's a fake already?" she asked.

"I know your costume and this guy, Ornitier, posted pictures." He scrolled down on his laptop and there were pictures of a girl who was definitely too tall to be Mindy. She was tackling the hero and drawing her knife.

"I would never draw the knife after tackling him." Mindy said, maliciously. Marcus had already covered his ears and started humming to drown her out. "This is gonna be fun." She looked at her watch. It was almost seven. She still had two hours before she had to get ready so she decided to talk to her friends by texting them.

(9:30, Mindy's room)

Mindy finished putting her wig on and looked herself in the mirror. She was ready to go back to being Hit Girl but she had to stop at the safehouse in order to get her weapons. She jumped out the window and slid down the drainpipe. Once she was down, she ran behind the garage and jumped on her bike. She rode it all the way to the nearest safehouse, where she agreed to meet Dave. Once inside, she left the door unlocked and started to gather equipment. She opened her backpack and started to load guns off the wall. Once she had a couple semiautomatic pistols, some SMG's and some other miscellaneous items she might need, she went to the other weapons on the wall. She put three grenades in her pack and went to look at her melee weapons. She put a pair of nunchucks in her belt and chose to use her katanas.

"Why are you taking so many weapons?" a voice said behind her. She grabbed a throwing star off the wall and turned to aim it at the source. Once she saw it was Dave dressed as Kick Ass, she stopped and grabbed a few more and put them into a pouch on her belt along with throwing knives.

"I like to stay prepared." Mindy said.

"For World War 3?" Dave joked. "I think you have enough guns in your backpack for two wars."

"Don't get excited. They each have one clip only. Don't got the room for ammo." Mindy said. "In war, I'll kill them and steal it."

"Why do you need all these?" Dave asked sincerely. "We're only going to meet them."

"What happens if this is an ambush?" she asked. "They could say they think the other me is a fake. Then they could grab us, bind us, cut off your balls, or worse, shave my head." Dave smiled and shook his head. "Don't get me wrong. I really wanna form a team. I'll even settle for just joining a team. But I won't allow that desire to cloud my judgment. Besides, I kind of want to fight someone tonight."

"Sounds like a plan." Dave said, adjusting his mask. "But I'm supposed to be meeting up with Katie later so I have to pack it in early." Mindy had decided not to think about what they'd meet up for at that time, considering the thought could make her puke. She strapped both her katanas to her belt and put her backpack on. Once Dave saw that Mindy was ready, he grabbed his backpack, which was used mostly for holding personal items like his wallet and some street clothes, and put it on. "So where are we going, anyway?" Mindy stopped, halfway through the door and looked at the card that Will gave her.

"He wrote it for the dump. It's about a fifteen minute drive from here." Mindy said.

"We don't have a car, though." Dave said. Mindy grinned and closed the front door.

"You don't." she said, before walking to a door on the far side of the safehouse. When she opened it, there was a black ferrari with a license plate that says "BGDADDY". Dave's jaw dropped and couldn't handle the shock from the car in his presence. "My dad got that from a crime lord in L.A. They just dropped the keys in his hand, begging for his life." She grabbed the keys and locked the inside door. She was excited to drive the ferrari. Her dad would never have let her driven it when he could have driven it instead. She opened the garage and sat down in the car on the driver's side. Dave got in on the passenger's side and Mindy pulled out of the garage before closing it.

"This is bad ass in so many ways." Dave commented. "Let's roll, Hit Girl."

"Say that again and I'll cut your fucking fingers off in your sleep." Mindy said, very seriously.

"The first sentence or the second?" Dave asked.

"What do you think?" Mindy asked sarcastically before slamming her foot on the gas pedals. They were at the dump in about five minutes.

"That. Was. AWESOME!" Mindy yelled happily. Dave just sat there, not moving a muscle. Mindy couldn't tell if he was in shock from excitement or fear. Either way, she found it funny.

"Next time, I'm driving." Dave said, not really believing it himself.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that." Mindy smiled as she locked the door. Just then, someone jumped down from a pile of trash. He was wearing a black trench coat and had a red mask on that covered half his face with white crosshairs painted on it. He wore a white T-shirt and black cargo shorts. When he was on the ground, he nonchalantly waved at Hit Girl, who drew her sword and pointed it at him out of instinct. He drew a pistol and aimed at her.

"What's your problem?" he said. Then he looked down at what he was wearing and laughed. "Oh right. You haven't seen my new costume. It's me, Top Shot." He put his gun back in his jacket.

"You can't just jump in on Hit Girl, dumbass." Mindy said, putting her sword back in its sheath.

"Hit Girl jumped in on me, last night." Will countered. "I felt it fair to return the favor."

"It wasn't Hit Girl." Mindy said.

"Whatever." Will said. "Nice car, by the way." He pointed to the ferrari. "If possible, could you park it over there? We prefer that it can't be seen from the street. Especially if it looks that good."

"Sure, why the hell not?" Mindy said. She started to move the car while Dave and Will stood there awkwardly.

"So, are you like the leader or something?" Dave asked, trying to break the silence.

"Yes and no. I am the leader but there is no leader." Will answered. "I'll explain when we get inside." Mindy came back and Will led her and Dave to a little shack.

"This is your headquarters?" Mindy asked, a little disappointed and weirded out at the same time. Her safehouses were cheap apartments and broken down houses but they still looked better than the shack in front of her. Will stopped in front of the door and looked at Dave and Mindy.

"Before we walk through that door, there's two important things I should say." he said, crossing his arms. He put one finger up. "First off, most important, there's probably somewhere between thirty and fifty people in there today. I only told five people. The others, will probably point some type of weapons at you. And some of the people that know will probably still point weapons anyway out of reflex. It is important, I can not stress that enough, to put your hands up, without any weapons in them, and keep them up until I get them all to stop. In fact…" he pulled out a pair of zip cuffs. "It might be best you wear these but it's your choice." Mindy took them and threw them in another pile of trash.

"I'm not going in there looking like I got bested by you." Mindy said. "What's the second thing?" Will grinned, clearly finding this one funny. He opened the door and let Dave and Mindy walk in. It was dark in there and they could barely see anything farther than three feet in front of them.

"Second thing. Keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times." Will said. He pushed Dave and Mindy into what felt like a couch. Mindy was about to get up and destroy Will but something clamped down on top of her and she couldn't move. Then she felt herself drop down with the couch. She tried to grab something before falling too far but it was too dark to grab anything and she was out of reach anyway.

"When I see him, I'm gonna fucking kill him!" Mindy said. "He could've told us to sit down, but no, he had to push us."

"Don't forget. He's the one saving our lives when we get down there." Dave said. Mindy considered this for a minute.

"Okay, I'll cut his legs off after that, then." Mindy said. Finally, they reached the bottom of the couch railway. The safety harnesses that held down the two came off and they both stepped out. No sooner than when they rose to their feet, there was already fifteen different people pointing guns, crossbows, knives, swords, spears, and other weapons at them. They did as suggested and put their hands up as if to surrender. They looked back and the couch that took them down was gone and another one came down. This one with Will on it. Mindy resisted the urge to kick him and let him talk.

"Guys, they're with me." he said. "I invited them here."

"Are you insane, Top Shot?!" one of the females asked in disbelief. She was wearing a Scorpion mask and had a regular white ninja suit on. She was holding a short sword and had a shield in her other hand. Her expression changed for a split second, realizing what she just asked, before going back to her original rage. "Scratch that question. But she got ten of our heroes arrested in the last week alone."

"It wasn't her, Scorpia, it was a fake." Will told her. "I kept that information from everyone last night for a reason, but I guarantee you that this isn't the same girl who attacked me. The fake is at least a foot taller." A couple people put their weapons down, but there were still a lot of guns pointed at her. "Trust me. The only reason she didn't take you down was because I told her not to." Everyone except for Scorpia hesitantly out their weapons down. Will sighed and looked at Mindy. "She's not that reasonable and doesn't believe a word I say. You can beat her up if you want. Just don't kill her." Mindy grinned. She took off her backpack and took her nunchucks off her belt before walking closer to Scorpia, who took a step back and raised her shield.

"You're one messed up cunt." Mindy said. She looked at her nunchucks and put them back on her belt. "I don't think I'll need those." She sprinted full straight at Scorpia who prepared to take a swing at Mindy. When the stroke fell, Mindy dropped to the ground and used her legs to trip Scorpia, who dropped her sword. Mindy picked it up and threw it far from reach and pinned Scorpia. "Seriously, what are you supposed to be? A kunoichi of the round table?" She let go of Scorpia and offered a hand to her. Instead of taking it, Scorpia just stood up on her own, ignoring the help offered to her. Wordlessly, she picked up her sword and walked away, leaving Mindy standing there with Dave and Will.

"I don't say this word a lot." Will said. "She's a bitch. But at least her intentions are noble."

"Okay, so where are we right now?" Dave interjected.

"Cartographically, we're not far from the dump." Will answered. "About two hundred yards away. Truly," He put up a hand and gestured to the area in front of them. "Welcome to Overwatch headquarters."

Okay, this chapter was not my best work, honestly. It felt rushed and unrealistic to me. It was mostly to get a couple problems I had out of the way. But my opinion doesn't matter. So please let me know what you think. REVIEW.