Gunslinger

In downtown Berk, a small neighborhood pharmacy and grocery store was being robbed. The robbers in question were members of the city's notorious Outcast gang. They'd come in to steal money, and whatever valuables they could get their hands on. But a customer had called police and the silent alarm had been triggered. The police showed up immediately, ready to apprehend the criminals and diffuse the situation.

But unfortunately, these particular Outcasts were not too keen on going to jail. With the building surrounded and no way out. They were like caged animals. And they were desperate. So desperate in fact that they were holding the customers inside the building at gunpoint. Making demands and vowing to start taking lives if they weren't met.

Of course a hostage negotiator had been called in. He was attempting to reason with them. To keep the men inside calm and the rest of the police force from aggravating the already tense situation. He ha no doubt the city's heroes were already on their way. But he wasn't sure what even Frost and Fury could do.

The men inside peered through the window. There were five of them. They were in contact with their comrades as they tried to get someone to pick them up. They were nervous. They guessed the heroes of Berk were probably aware of what was going on and were already on their way.

"Shut up!" one of them cried as he had a gun aimed at a group of hostages. They quivered and whimpered, trying to stay as quiet as they could.

"You, check the back door," the leader commanded as he orders one of them. He nodded before he went to the back of the store.

A father held his son protectively, just praying that he wouldn't be hurt. An Outcast saw he was wearing an expensive watch and smiled hungrily at it. He pointed his gun at him, causing the father to hold his son tighter.

"Hand over the watch," the Outcast demanded dangerously. The man nodded, slowly setting his son down as he tried to calmly take his watch off. Unfortunately he was trembling in nervousness. "Hurry up!" the Outcast barked. The man flinched as he tried to take his watch off faster. The Outcast sneered.

He looked to the man's son and noticed the little boy looking up at him. He narrowed his eyes. He pointed his gun at the kid. The kid's eyes went huge. He had no idea what to do. "What the hell you looking at boy?"

The kid remained silent. To bewildered and scared to react. The man tried to draw the Outcast's attention. But the Outcast didn't like the way the kid was looking at him. He narrow his eyes and cocked back the gun's trigger.

"AHHHH!" all the Outcasts looked up in surprise as they saw one of their men flying over their heads. He crashed through the front window, shattering the glass as he was thrown into the streets. As they were still trying to process what was happening, the lights above their heads started exploding in a spray of sparks.

They shouted in surprise and looked up to see blue flashes blowing out all the lights. Soon they were all left in blackness. The Outcast leader looked around and was about to issue an order when the man to his right suddenly disappeared with a yelp. Then the man to his left was gone.

They could barely make out a black blur moving in the darkness as it collided with another man. Sending him hurtling across the store and into the stands. He leveled his gun at the black shape and prepared to open fire. But suddenly he found himself paralyzed. His eyes darted around as he was frozen on the spot. He couldn't even move a finger.

The black shape suddenly leapt into the air before descending on him. He gave a muffled scream in absolute terror before something collided with his face and he was out cold.

The police outside were wide eyed as they heard the shouts and saw the blue flashed coming from inside the store. They waited on anxiously for something to happen. The negotiator shouted for the Outcasts to respond. To let them know the hostages were fine.

But it proved unnecessary as they came rushing out. Thy flocked to the safety to the police men. Relived to be safe. The police breathed sigh of relief. But were still confused.

Until they heard a familiar sound.

It was faint jingle.

"Are those…spurs?" one of them asked aloud. They looked to the entrance to the store to see a figure dressed in all black stepping out. In their arms was a little boy, who smiled wide as he felt safe in the arms of the heroine.

"Holy crap…is that…?"

The police men were wide eyed as their mouths hung open. They hadn't seen her in a long time. They watched as she slowly approached.

She was dressed in all black. She wore a long black leather jacket with a black leather vest underneath and studded fingerless gloves. She wore black pants and black cowboy boots with steel spurs. On her head was a black cowboy hat. And on the front of her jacket was a silver, glinting sheriff's badge.

She walked up to eh line of policemen before setting the boy down. She patted his head as he smiled up at her. She'd always been his favorite hero. The woman looked up, the lower part of her face was covered by a black bandanna. And her blue were practically glowing.

"It's you…holy crap it's you," one of them said. A murmur went through them. It really was her!

The woman suddenly turned her head. Her hearing alerting her to a fleeing vehicle with the Outcast's comrades. She looked back to the police and tipped her hat to them.

"Officers," she said politely. And then in a gust of wind she was gone.


The Outcasts cursed and growled in frustration as they saw their comrades being taken into custody. They'd stayed back so they wouldn't be noticed before they got the hell out of there.

"Was that really her? Why the hell is she back?" one of them asked. They all exchanged a glance. They hadn't seen Frost and Fury's partner in forever. They hadn't known what happened to her. Just she just stopped showing up.

"AHHHHH!" the passenger suddenly shouted as he pointed to the driver side window. Everyone turned their head to see someone running beside the car, keeping pace with it like it was nothing.

"Pull over," she commanded. The Outcasts screamed at the driver to speed up. He slammed his foot down on the gas and they pulled ahead of her. They looked behind them and sighed as they saw her getting smaller and smaller.

They faced forward as they took a sharp turn.

Not thinking to watch the skies as a little black shape followed them from above.


A large group of Outcasts were discussing the unfortunate turn of events. They talked about what they should do about the return of a certain heroine. They already had to deal with Fury and Frost. Not to mention Limelight and Archer were teaming up with them regularly now.

The group was in a large parking lot in the condemned poorer part of the city. It was practically owned by them. They talked and talked, not noticing a figure silently take a seat on the hood of one of their cars.

"Ahem!"

The Outcasts all jumped and turned. They drew their weapons and aimed it at the woman. Who was all too familiar. She sat back, letting a leg swing freely, completely calm and relaxed despite having so many weapons pointed at her. She glanced up, looking at them with glowing blue eyes.

"Howdy partners," she said in amusement.

One of them pulled the trigger, trying to put a bullet in her head. But she was gone. They looked around. Trying to find her.

"Did ya'll miss me?" they all gasped and whirled around before looking up to see her perched on a street lamp. Perfectly balanced like it were nothing. "Cuz I sure missed you," she said, her eyes gleaming in excitement.

"We'll mess you up Night Bitch!" one of tem shouted. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"That ain't my name," she said lowly. They all pointed their weapons at her. They were about to open fire when once again she was gone.

"What's my name?!" the woman said as she suddenly appeared on the roof of one of their cars. "What's my name?" she asked again. She kept repeating the question as she circled them. Appearing on the side of building, atop street lamps, mere inches away from them. The Outcasts grew more terrified.

"SAY IT!"

"Calamity Bane!" one of them finally whispered. And suddenly it was dead silent. They all looked around.

"That's right boys!" she shouted. She was atop a street lamp once more. She threw her arms out in a grand gesture. "Calamity Bane is back in town! For one night only! Step up and get your butt kicked by a legend!" she cried out in absolute jubilation.

The Outcasts all shouted out as she leapt of the street lamp and surged forward. Rushing them with inhuman speed. They opened fire. But she swerved and waved through the spray of bullets as she closed the distance.

In an instant she in front of an Outcast. He shoved his gun forward to shoot her in the face. But she jerked to the right, grabbing his gun and pointing it away before she hit him with the back of her hand. But with enough force to knock the wind out of him. He sank to his knees as she removed his weapon and tossed it aside.

She stepped onto his shoulders and leapt over him, throwing her legs out in a midair split kick and taking out two Outcasts at once. They rushed her, drawing knives and crow bars, bats, and chains. But she laughed. She laughed in exhilaration as her fists flew. Using her speed and reflexes to wipe them out, even while being right in the middle of them.

"Wow! She's amazing!" Limelight said impressed.

"Aye!" Archer said in agreement. She watched as every strike form Calamity sent the men flying. They sailed over cars, were thrown into walls. She was incredible.

A crunching sound was heard. The team turned to see Frost, eating a bag of chips. He popped one in his mouth and crunched down. He loved watching Calamity work.

"Really?" Fury asked.

"What? They can't beat her," he said shrugging as he kept eating his chips.

An Outcasts swung at Calamity with an iron pipe. She caught the pipe with her bare hand before using her free hand to grab him by the throat. He went wide eyed and dropped his weapon as he grabbed at her wrist. Calamity smiled.

"CHOKESLAM!" she shouted. She raised him up higher before she slammed him to the ground. He blacked out from the sheer force.

She looked up as another man came rushing at her with a knife. He slashed and stabbed at her. She avoided, leaping back and side stepped. She ducked a swing, coming around behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"SUPLEX!" she shouted. She lifted him up and bent over backwards, driving his head into the ground. And with her strength. He went limp, causing her to smile as she released his unconscious form.

"Who's next?!" Calamity shouted. Headlights suddenly flared to life behind her. Outcasts scrambled out of the way as one of them leapt into his car and drove straight at her. With a bump, she was run over. Disappearing beneath the car's frame.

The Outcasts smiled and breathed a little in relief. Until he car gave a lurch. The driver eyes went wide as suddenly the front end of the car began to rise.

The Outcasts around the car took step back as Calamity slowly rose to her feet. Supporting the car's weight on her shoulders. With a shrug, she flipped the car over and onto its roof. She closed her eyes and rolled her shoulder. With loud cracks and clicks she felt her bones fixing themselves and realigning.

"Ow!" she muttered as she took a breath. The Outcasts raised their weapons to fire. Calamity blurred open to them, avoiding fire as she knocked out several of them. They took aim once more, and as they were about to fire, she suddenly disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.

They all exchanged confused glances as they looked around. They held their weapons up, ready for her to reappear. Their eyes and ears strained as they peered into the shadows. One Outcast swept his head back and forth, before it stopped on the back of his comrade's head. Because he could swear there was something small, black, and alive on it.

He narrowed his eyes and took a step closer to look at the black thing. He was about foot away from it when it suddenly looked up at him and screeched. He screamed in surprise before he swung at it with the butt of his gun. The bat leapt from his comrade's head, but it was too late to stop as his butt cracked against the other man's skull. His comrade fell to his knees before falling to his face as he blacked out.

The Outcasts lashed out frantically at the little black bat as it flew all around them. Shrieking in their faces and landing on their heads. They were in such a panic that they knocked a few of themselves out. Finally the bat flew straight up, disappearing into the blackness of the sky.

They all looked up as they waited for something to happen.

"FLYING PRESS!" came a shout followed by Calamity dropping onto some Outcasts and knocking them to the floor. She immediately leapt up before flipping onto her hands and lashing out with her legs, sending two men on either side of her flying with a powerful kick. She flipped onto her feet as she swung at whoever was near her. Knocking them out with powerful punches as she ripped their weapons out of their hands.

She was destroying them. Wiping them out without taking a scratch. But the more she dropped, the more the remaining one standing could use their weapon without worrying about friendly fire. She jerked her body to the side as she avoided bullets flying at her.

She leapt back, landing near one of their cars. She reached in through the open window and grabbed the handle of the door before she ripped it off the car. She held it up and deflected the bullets with her makeshift shield. She closed the distance to one holding a pistol, she was right in front of him before his lowered her shield and punched him through the open window with her free hand.

Then she whirled around and threw the car door at another man with a machine gun, he yelped as it crashed into him. Pinning him under its weight before she came and punched him out. The rest didn't last long, she waved her arm and froze one with her powers. He went stiff as he was surrounded by a blue sparkling mist. Then she used her telekinesis to control his body, forcing him to attack and lash out at his friends before she made him punch himself repeatedly in the face until he fainted.

Calamity smiled proudly as she looked around to see at least 30 Outcasts at her feet.

"Still got it," she said smugly. Suddenly she heard the sound of a shotgun being readied behind her. An Outcast managed to crawl to his car and pull out his shotgun. He loaded it and racked it, ready to fire at her back and kill her. When suddenly in a blue flash his gun was knocked out of his hands.

He looked up in bewilderment to see Calamity holding a high tech looking gun.

Calamity smiled at the familiar weight of her plasma blaster in her hand once more. She had two that were designed by Hiccup and were her weapons of choice. Each of them were black and red and equipped with a small plasma core that allowed it to fire small bursts of plasma energy similar to Fury's gauntlets. They were about the size of a 500 magnum. And the recoil was not something a human could handle. Luckily with her super strength, they were no trouble.

"Didn't you hear? I'm the fastest gun in all of Berk," Calamity said as she narrowed her eyes at the man. She glanced down as he held his hands up. And she noticed he had a handgun of his own in a side holster. "How about I prove it?" she said smiling beneath her bandanna.

"Take the safety off," she said as she motioned to his gun. The man stared dumbfounded. Not sure if she was serious. She motioned for him to go on. Slowly and hesitantly he did. He pulled it form its holster, all while Calamity kept her blaster on him. He switched the safety off before he put it back in place.

"Oh man I love it when she goes all high noon on people," Frost said excitedly. The others watched. Fury smiled underneath his helmet. There was no way he'd beat Calamity in a draw.

Calamity smiled before spinning her gun in her and holstering it. She kept her hand off it and stared her challenger down. Oh how she'd missed this.

"Go ahead. Make the first move," she said lowly.

The man started to sweat. He'd heard of Calamity's skills. She supposedly never lost. And never missed. He curled and uncurled his fingers nervously. His hands were a mere few inches from his gun. All the while, Calamity stared him down, her eyes narrowed in intense focus.

And then he reacted. He reached for his gun and pulled it from its holster before he raised it up to fire. But before he could even pull the trigger, he saw a blue flash and his gun was knocked from his grip. He looked up with wide eyes to see Calamity had drawn her blaster. She swept back her jacket and pulled her other one before she leveled it at his chest and fired.

The last thing the man saw was the blue light before he was hit in the chest with enough force to send him off his feet. He landed on his back as he went out cold.

Calamity twirled her guns of her fingers before she placed them both back in their holsters. She glanced around, making sure there were no more Outcasts. When she saw there were none…she started to laugh.

Giggles of pure exhilaration bubbled out of her throat. That had been the most exciting thing she'd done in a long time. She laughed in joy at being Calamity Bane once more.

"WOOO! GO CALAMITY! WOO! WOO! WOO! WOO!" Frost cheered as the team came down and up to her. She looked to her old friends and smiled wide.

"Holy rabies that was awesome! Man I forgot how cool it was to be Calamity again!" she said excitedly.

"You were amazing," Archer said with enthusiasm.

"Heck yeah you were," Limelight said in total agreement.

"Still got the moves Calamity," Fury said with a nod.

Calamity smiled wide. Because as Calamity, she felt she could do anything. Beat anyone. Especially with her friends by her side. She felt ready to go to Nosferatu City. To rescue the love of her life.

"Alright guys. We head to Nosferatu City," she commanded. Everyone nodded in agreement. "But first," she pulled out her communicator and used her telekinesis to make it hover. She gesture for the other to come closer. Frost and Fury chuckled and grabbed their girlfriends.

They stood on either side of her as she wrapped her arms around them as far as they could go. Then she looked to the communicator as she focused her powers.

"Ok, on three, say cheese!" she said. "One…two…three!"

"CHEESE!" the group cried in unison. The communicator gave a flash as it took a picture to capture the start of their adventure.


So there it is. Her name is Calamity Bane. So to explain. Its not known by the gernal public that Mavis is a vampire. They just assume she's a super with strange array of abilites. She wears the bandanna across her face to hide her fangs. She's a street fighter who uses her superb reflexes and strenght to fight. But after coming to the human wolrd and being exposed to many new thngs, she took an interest in professional wrestling. Especially since she had two guys as her best friends. So she likes to incorporate wrestling moves into her fighting style.

To answer a question. she and jack never dated. They were all just best buds.