A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to the first Omake for Brittle Bonds. For those who don't know what an Omake is, it's just a Japanese term for a bonus. This is just a short I wrote on the fly. It has nothing to do with the main story and it's just something I did for fun.
This one is based off of Lincoln's superhero comic, where his sisters dawn the identities of the Full House Gang. Let me know what you guys think of it in the reviews.
The night was filled with dead silence as moonlight shined down on the local museum. Quickly and quietly, a lone figure made its way through the exhibits, poaching any riches he could get his hands on. He wore pair of star shaped headphones, a green domino mask, a green shirt with a yellow star across his chest, and black baggy pants.
He took a look at a nearby painting and smiled. It looked like it was worth quite a pretty penny. It would definitely cover his share of the workload with the rest of the gang.
Just as he was about to reach out and grab it however, he heard a noise behind him. He jumped away just seconds before a sound wave flew by him. "Not so fast dude!" He looked up and saw a figure standing on the rail of the second floor. He scowled as he recognized her as one of the cities many crime fighters. "Your little late night shopping spree is at an end."
The thief smiled and bowed dramatically. "Well, as I live and breath, if it isn't the famous Night Club. I'm honored such a well-known heroine would waste her time on the likes of a two-bit thief like myself. I assume the rest of the Full House Gang will be on their way soon?"
She smirked. "Flattery isn't going to earn you any points from me bro. And lucky for you I'm performing solo tonight. Not that I need the rest of the gang to deal with a sticky fingered guy like you," she said taking aim at him with her guitar. "Now, you seem to know me, but I haven't seen you around here. You some guy I locked up before rocking a costume now?"
He hummed. If she was by herself this would make things much easier. "The name is Crimp, of the Sleights of Hand. Maybe you've heard of us?" he asked.
Night Club frowned. She knew about the Sleights of Hand. They were a group of thieves that always moved from town to town stealing the most valuable things they could find. They were a very elusive bunch, and not a single hero had been able to catch them yet. Well, that was going to change tonight. "And no, this is the first time I've had the pleasure of meeting you."
"Well Crimp, hate to break it to you, but this is the swan song for your thieving streak," she said as she jumped down and landed in front of him. "Turn yourself over quietly, and this won't have to get too messy."
Crimp smiled. "You don't really think it's gonna be that easy do you?"
Night Club charged at him and swung her guitar. He quickly ducked under the swing and then flipped back before grabbing his headphones. He pulled the stars of the sides of them, which quickly grew back, and then threw them at her.
The heroine dodged the projectiles which implanted themselves in the caveman exhibit behind her. The stars began to shake slightly, and soon the wax figures behind her completely fell apart. She looked back at them surprised. "You're not the only one who uses sound. Whatever gets mark with my stars get a nice dose of sonic vibrations to shake things up."
She grunted before charging at him again. He threw a few more stars which she knocked away with her guitar. When she reached him she started to swing at him, but he nimbly dodged each attack. "You know," Night Club said between swings. "You dress pretty flashy for a thief."
He rolled out of the away of another attack and grabbed another star. "And you dress pretty dark for a heroine." He hurled the star at her, but she ducked out of the way. "Not that I'm complaining. I'm really digging the face paint."
"Already told you, flattery won't work on me," she said as she strummed her guitar, sending a sound wave flying at him.
He was sent flying and knocked onto his back, but he quickly rolled back up to his feet. "It's not flattery. I'm just making an observation about a pretty girl," he said smirking.
Night Club scoffed. "Oh, so you're one of those flirty thieves huh?"
"Only with the pretty ones," he said winking at her.
The two ran at each other, both swinging and dodging each other's attacks. Night Club swung her guitar downwards, but he managed to catch it by the handle just before it hit him. "Do you ever think to yourself that stealing is wrong? That you're costing innocent people their hard earned money?" she asked pushing down harder.
He struggled to keep her at bay. "Oh give me a break. We only steal from guys we know can afford it. You think the chumps who run this place couldn't buy and sell this stuff twenty times over?" he asked managing to push her back some. "And besides, we take what we need and dump the rest at some charity or something. It's a win-win right?"
"It's illegal!"
"It's survival. Even thieves have to eat, and we don't all have fat pockets."
"That doesn't make it right!"
"Yeah, sorry, but your justice doesn't fill my stomach."
Night Club growled before lifting her foot and kicking him in the chest. He went tumbling back and she readied her guitar for another sound wave. "I'm done arguing with you. Shows over."
Crimp got up and suddenly twisted the stars on his headphones. "Over? No way. I'm just about to max out the volume." The star on his chest suddenly began glowing.
Night Club strummed her guitar firing another sound wave, and the star on Crimp's chest shot out one of its own. The two attacks collided in a clash of sound, and both of them were sent flying back from impact. Night Club landed on the ground hard and slid back a few feet. She groaned and quickly pushed herself up, only to have her guitar knocked form her hands by one of Crimp's stars.
She gasped as Crimp rushed at her, grabbing her wrists and pinning her against the wall. "Look super-girl. I'm not hurting anyone. I'm not trying to takeover or blow up your city. I'm just looking out for myself. Is there really anything so wrong about that?"
A scowl made its way across her face. "Oh, so you're not an egotistical maniac, your just a selfish low down jerk?"
Crimp sighed. "If that's how you see it. Anyway, it's been fun beautiful, but I really should get going. All that commotion was bound to trip up some alarms. See you next time."
Before she could say he wasn't going anywhere, he let out a low sonic blast from the star on his chest, knocking her out. He set her down gently, and then quickly made his way out through the sky light. He knew this wouldn't be the last time he came across Night Club, or the rest of her super friends either.
When he got to the roof another figure was waiting for him. This one wore a similar costume to Crimp's, but his was red, he had no headphones, and a lightening bolt on his chest instead of a star. "False Cut? What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you. What took you so long bro?"
"I ran into one of the local celebrities. Had a bit of trouble," he explained.
"You too huh? There really are a lot of them around here. I ended up running into Joker. Though I gotta admit, I wouldn't mind being chased around by her," he said smirking.
Crimp sighed. "Just make sure to stay focus while we're here. We came to make bank, not flirt with the locals. Now let's get back to the others. They're waiting."
After waking up Night Club had headed back to base and reported on what happened. Apparently the rest of the gang had also had run-ins with the Sleight of Hand members. Joker had tangled with False Cut, High Card and Eleven of Hearts had tussled with Palmer, and Ace and One-Eyed Jack had gone against Side Slip. The rest of the gang had ended up dealing with the Force Twins who had the ability to make copies of themselves.
Though most of them had managed to go toe to toe with them, none of them had been successful in actually bringing the family of thieves into custody. This wasn't going to look good in tomorrow's paper. She looked down at the star in her hand and growled. Not only had she been the only one of her team to outright lose her fight, but he'd had the gull to leave a note behind as well.
"Looking forward to our next duet together beautiful- Your new fan, Crimp."
She felt her cheeks heat up a bit. She was used to dealing with flirty villains before, but this guy was different. He and his brothers actually knew what they were doing.
"Hey, are you okay?"
She turned around and saw Joker approaching her. "Yeah, I'm all good dude."
Joker put a hand on her shoulder. "I know things look bad right now, but we'll catch them. They can only escape for so long."
She nodded. "I know. No matter what it takes, we'll bring them in. That's a promise."
A/N: Okay, there we go! I hope you guys enjoyed this little short. If you're wondering who's who here then then you can look up the Full House Gang on the website. As for the Brittle brothers, I based their names off of techniques used in card tricks. I also tried to make their abilities have something to do with their themes, but it was a little trickier than I thought. This is what I have so far, but it might change later.
Crimp is Ben, and whatever he marks with his stars has a sonic vibration sent through it. He can also send sound waves through the one on his chest.
False Cut is Beck, and he has the power to cut anything he hits with his throwing cards in half. Whatever he does cut however isn't really damaged and can be put right back together again, including people.
Palmer is Bruno, and has super strength and can climb or walk up any type of surface.
Side Slip is Bruce and he can phase through wall or the ground, or just about anything really.
And finally the Force Twins are Brady and Billy, who can make copies of themselves.