It was Monday again, Mindi and I lay down on the grass in the courtyard at school, she was on top of me, and we were both smiling wide.

"Ello boys and girl!" Sam said, walking over to us with his tray of food and sitting down next to us.

"How are you today my good sir?" I ask.

"Pretty fucking spectacular, how 'bout you?"

"I think I'm alright." I said, smiling at Mindi.

Mindi and I run across rooftops, meeting up with a group of goons beating on these poor teenagers.

"Five on two?" I ask.

"fucking pussys," Mindi adds. I grabbed one of them by the shirt and turned him around, driving my fist into his jaw, sending him stumbling backwards. I unsheathe my club and swing it backhanded into his face, visibly knocking teeth out and sending him careening off the side of the building. I turn and back kick the next guy in the gut, sending him stumbling backwards. I twirl the club around once before driving it into his stomach, point first, and bringing it up into his jaw, he tripped over Mindi's first kill and ate shit on the concrete. I drag him up and Sparta kick him off the building. I drop down and sweep out one of the guys and Mindi stomps heavily on his neck, snapping it instantly. The last guy pulls out a gun, that's when everything slows down as Mindi and I draw our pistols, taking aim and firing, bullets passing through his chest forcefully and blood splattering all over the place. He drops backwards off the roof, hitting the ground with a bang. I look down and see that he landed in the dumpster. I smile,

"Fitting end I suppose." I say. Mindi looks down and nods, looking back at the teens, whom were bruised and bloodied, but would definitely live.

"Thanks." They said.

"It's what we're here for." I reply, smiling.


I eject the magazine from my Sig, cocking the bullet in the chamber out as well, placing the pistol down on the workbench softly. I remove my mask, leaving hair standing up on top of my head as I look back at Mindi, who is doing the same thing.

"These guys are getting worse and worse at their jobs every night we go out." I state, she smiles and giggles a bit.

"That's what happens when your leader has been locked away I guess." She replies, I chuckle.

"What bullies though, picking on a couple of kids like them."

"Well, don't you just sound old." I laugh,

"I guess this happens when its three days from your eighteenth birthday." I reply.

"Maybe, I think it's sexy." Mindi states, nearing me.

"Do you now?" I ask, smiling as I dive into a kiss, pinning Mindi gingerly against the table. I couldn't be happier, a beautiful girl on a Saturday night, with the full ability to sleep in? .ever!

I still can't help but stay up for a little while after Mindi has fallen asleep, the warm blankets wrapped around us, I watch her sleeping. It's better than TV, she smiles sometimes, and sometimes I wonder if I'm there, in her dreams. I remove strands from her pretty face, not allowing any blockage of my view. It was silent as ever, moon shining through the blinds and lighting up her face so I could see. I wanted morning to come, but I also didn't either. But as usual, my body had to screw me over in the end, forcing me to fall asleep. at least I got to wake up with her facing me and her arms wrapped around me.


Mindi and I laughed as we entered Atomic Comics, Sam and a girl were already at a table, he waves us over, smiling like a fat boy with a chocolate bar. I sit down next to Mindi, across from Sam,

"How you guys doing?" I ask.

"Pretty good, how bout you my good sir."

"Pretty fucking awesome." I reply, grinning at Mindi.

"Well, this is Breanne; she's a friend of mine from school." Sam replies, winking at me. I half smile and shake her hand, Mindi does the same.

"Nice to meet you." Mindi and I say. We made small talk, What we've been up to and blah blah blah uninteresting crappp. Then Breanne says this,

"You know that Bloody Hood guy?"

"Yeah, that dudes a fucking badass." Sam states.

"His voice is soooo sexy it's not even funny. I'd fuck his brains out for sure." I look at Mindi, eyebrows raised.

"That's rather eye opening…" I say, chuckling, Mindi does too.

"Right, and I'm not even into super heroes."

"that's a relief." I mutter.

"What was that?"

"I said how could you not? I'm not a nerd or anything, but there's something about being a vigilante that sounds so…dangerous."

"I bet he's gotten his ass kicked a lot." Lenny says, walking over to us and dragging a chair over.

"What, you didn't see that shit with him and that massive fucker last year? Dude, he started out bad, but damn did he fuck that guy up." Sam says, I smile; none of them have the slightest clue that they are inches close to Bloody hood and Hit-Girl.

"Yeah, he's not all that good though. Hit-Girl, there's a fucking badass right there." Lenny states,

"Aw man I'd tap that." I say, smiling.

"Hello, girlfriend sitting here." Mindi says, playing along.

"Why can't I have both?" I ask, smiling.

"This girl isn't into threesomes." She replies, smiling.

"That's no fun." I continue.


"Ah, what oblivious fucks!" I say to Mindi as we walk into the warehouse.

"That Breanne girl is pretty fucked up." Mindi states,

"Yeah." I reply, laughing.

"I mean who in their right mind would want to fuck your brains out?"

"Oh I dunno." I said, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her lips softly, growing with power slowly as she lays back on the work bench a bit. We are startled by a knock on the door as I began removing her shirt. I let her slide off as we walk over to the door, I grab a Beretta 92FS off the wall, cocking it and holding it at the ready. Mindi grabs the door handle and opens it, its Marcus.

"Jesus Marcus, I thought I had to shoot someone." I state, dropping the mag and cocking the chambered round out.

"Well, I guess I wanted to keep your trigger finger itchy." Marcus replies.