Yet another chapter in the saga, and quite frankly I'm glad I'm sticking with this for once. Thanks to my two reviewers, Clouded Leopard and Rockura, for letting me know that my efforts are not in vain... On to the story!

But first... DISCLAIMER!!! You know them, you love them, and this one's dedicated to NCsoft and Cryptic Studios! They own most of the stuff dealing with Paragon City, and seeing how the game's sweet enough that a good number of people play it, I'm not gonna try to rip them off! What I own so far is Professor Adrian Manisto, Sophie, the newest character Corrigan Easton, and of course Ace himself, so you can assume the rest belongs to the big guys.

Chapter 4: Superhero

Ace walked slowly through the back alleys of Paragon City. He had rapidly learned that his appearance was startling to the average civilian, and so he now revealed himself only in the case of a crime.
He was processing the data he had acquired this night. He had stopped seven crimes thus far, and showed up late for three others. Other than the one lady, every person he had saved had turned and run from him. However, the crime was stopped and that was most important.
He turned a corner and came upon three men fighting. Two of them used knives, and were recognizable as Hellions by their clothes, and were fighting the third man, who had a curved sword.
Ace paused. He was unsure which persons to target, or whether to target any of them. After all, they were all fighting each other and he didn't know who started it. He finally came to a conclusion. He stepped out of the shadows.
"Cease and desist!" he said aloud.
The three men ignored him.
He watched as the one with the katana danced nimbly around the other two, blocking a knife and nailing the closer one with the flat of his blade. Laughing, he twisted quickly away from the now unconscious form, and, turning to the other, saw Ace.
In his moment's hesitation, he got stabbed. Twisting in pain, he struck the other person with the hilt of his sword, dropping him to the ground as well. He then turned, and stared at Ace for a short time.
"You with them?" he asked shortly.
"Negative," Ace replied. "I am—"
"Why you hangin' round here then?" The man asked. "You could get in some major trouble, seeing the way you look."
"I am currently directed to protect the citizens of Paragon City. Because of—"
"Oh, I see!" the man said, laughing. "You're a Superhero too then?"
"Please clarify meaning of Superhero."
In response, the man pulled out a document, handing it to him. It read:

PARAGON SUPERHERO LISCENCE
FORM 1132-A This person, CORRIGAN EASTON, is granted license to uphold the law and to use extreme or violent measures to do so. He is licensed to carry weapons and to apprehend criminals, or in situations where innocent lives are threatened, to eliminate said criminals if necessary.

It went on from there. When he was finished scanning it, he gave it back to the man.
"Name's Corrigan, but just call me Cor. You are?" he said, holding his hand out.
Ace looked at Cor's outstretched hand. "This unit is classified as Ace."
Cor waited a few seconds, and then sheepishly lowered his hand. "So, you—"
Suddenly, there was the sharp rattle of a machine gun. Cor dived to the side, barely dodging bullets, while Ace simply stood in the middle of the burst. Turning, he saw another man dressed in Hellion fashion. However, there were some differences: a facemask with horns sticking out of the top, better quality clothes, and a machine gun far better than anything the other Hellions had. From this machine gun poured the spray of bullets.
"A Fallen!" Cor shouted, and there was a ringing sound as he unsheathed his sword.
Ace drew his gun, and pointed it toward the Fallen. He fired one shot straight in to the Fallen's chest. Then another. Then another.
The Fallen wouldn't stop coming! Ace suddenly realized he was taking severe damage from the hail of bullets. Mimicking Cor, he dove to the side behind a dumpster. This criminal had just taken enough tranquilizers to knock out a bull, and he didn't even seem to blink... and the gun he was using was powerful enough to do damage to the steel alloy Ace was coated in. Far more dangerous than the others.
Cor was making a strange gesture at him. He watched for a moment, then his processors snapped out a response and, understanding, he gave Cor a quick nod.
The bullets suddenly stopped, and there was the sound of reloading. Seizing his opportunity, Ace jumped out from behind the dumpster, and began sending round after round into the criminal's chest... which slowed him, but only slightly.
The Fallen finished reloading, pointed the gun at Ace's faceplate—then there was a yell, and a loud thud.
Corrigan had sneaked around behind the dumpster while Ace distracted the criminal, then with one wild swing, had completely decapitated him. Ace watched as the body slouched forward, landing in a pool of its own blood.
Corrigan, breathing heavily, looked up at Ace and said in a low voice, "Well, guess we can cross off one of our 'admirers.'"
Ace replied, "I highly doubt that this human admired us, or he wouldn't have been trying to eliminate us."
Cor just looked at him funny for a bit, and then said, "Right... well, see you later then, I guess..." And with that, he walked down the alley and was gone.