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Bullet walked with a quick pace as she made her way through the streets. According to Ebon, Heavyfist should be around here somewhere. He always had a habit of sitting in some alley drinking himself senseless. Bullet turned into the closest alley and walked into it. There, lying on the ground was the night-breed known as Heavyfist. Or at least his corpse. Shook her head and walked towards the body.

As she neared it she began to notice a few things. One was that Heavyfist had a few bottles shoved through his body. It must have taken quite a force to push a bottle through Heavyfist. Two was that there was an odd symbol drawn on the wall next to the body. It was a crow and it seemed to be drawn in blood.

With a sigh, Bullet walked out of the alley. Slither had broken contact with Ebon suddenly around this area. Ebon had told her to find out what happened to him as well. Bullet began wondering the streets, looking for a clue.

After about 30 minutes, she found a phone on the ground. She picked it up and looked through some of the options on it. Yeah, this was Slither's alright. So he must be around here somewhere. Bullet looked and saw a recent looking scuffmark on the worn out concrete.

'There must have been some type of fight here,' Slither thought. And with that in mind she followed the direction of the mark. She walked through the streets, wandering down a few alleys and side streets as she continued in the same general direction. She eventually got to the docks.

In front of here was a maze of crates. Bullet ran forward, jumped, somersaulted, then flipped forward onto the top of one of the crates. She landed with a thud that echoed through the docks. Looking around, she saw Slither in the maze. Bullet ran forward and jumped to the next crate. She jumped from crate to crate till she came to Slither's body. She jumped off the crate and next to the body.

Slither was in his snake form. He had his own powerful hand-jaws wrapped around his neck and there was a purple-tinted liquid seeping out, mixing with his own blood. 'Probably his poison,' Bullet told herself.

But something disturbed Bullet more then the condition of Slither's death. Slither had the same mark that had been next to Heavyfist's body - the same crow. Bullet knelt down and gently touched the symbol. She instantly withdrew her hand as a small jolt ran through her hand. She looked down and saw a tiny black lightning bolt play across the symbol.

Bullet immediately stood up and pulled out her cell phone. She punched in a number and waited for an answer. There were two rings, then a click as someone picked up.

"Ebon here," Ebon's voice rasped over the phone.

"Ebon, it's Bullet. I just found Slither - he's dead, and so is Heavyfist," Bullet said.

"What the fuck is going on!" Ebon yelled on the other end of the phone. "Two of my best men killed. Just who thinks he can pull such a thing?"

"I don't know, but I got something more interesting to tell you. Look at this." Bullet pointed her phone to the crow symbol on Slither's chest and snapped a picture. She then uploaded it to Ebon.

"So it's a bird, big fucking deal," Ebon said dryly, still obviously irritated.

"Yes, but I found it next to Heavyfist's body, too. And this one's charged with some kind of electrical energy."

"Electrical energy..." Ebon trailed off in thought.

"I have a guess at what this is, but I'm not sure," Bullet continued. "When I was little, before the big-bang, my grandma would tell me a story. It's a legend, one that says that is a man is killed unjustly, he bares with him a great sorrow. Sometimes this sorrow is so great that he is allowed to come back to correct this injustice. His guide is a crow and the man will bear the symbol of the crow."

"So, you're telling me to go on some half-ass tale that some old lady told you? Some tale saying that a man comes back from the dead to 'correct this injustice'?" Ebon mused, slightly entertained by the idea.

"It's the only thing we have right now," Bullet replied. "And Ebon...don't say it's impossible. Till a few years ago, we were thought to be impossible. And don't tell me that magic doesn't exist. The Justice League employs magical forces - so magic must exist."

"You have a point," Ebon replied. He was thinking. Who could come back to kill him? He had killed many people in his day, especially since taking over Dakota a year ago. But who would bear with him such a vengeance that it would allow him to come back from the grave to hunt Ebon and his subordinates. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Bullet, get back here, now," Ebon ordered. "We need to discuss a few things." There was a click and the phone was hung up.

Bullet sighed and began walking back towards Ebon's safe house. As she walked she felt as if someone was watching her. She spun around but didn't see anyone. With an uneasy feeling, she began walking again. Above her, on the rooftops, a black figure jumped across the buildings, his black trench coat flowing behind him.

Back at his house, Ebon was sitting on his bed, still fuming and in deep thought.

'So he did come back,' he wondered silently. 'I wonder why now. It's been almost a year now. Why did he come back now?' Next to him a figure moved on the bed. It was the girl with the tattered clothes and messy pigtails. She let out a small moan as she rolled over, huddling into a fetal position. Ebon looked at her. If his mouth could be seen, a lecherous grin would be across his face.

"Come here, bitch, I need something to take my mind off of things," he purred as he pulled her over to him. She yelled, trying resist, but got a punch in the ribs. "Shut-up, bitch," Ebon said coldly as he pulled the girl towards him and laid on top of her.

Across town, Bullet was walking at a brisk pace, heading towards Ebon's safe house. 'Did Ebon sound worried?' she thought to herself. 'Ebon's never worried... This must be serious.' Suddenly a sound pulled her out of her thoughts. She spun around. Nothing was there. She shook her head and continued walking.

'Even I'm getting jumpy,' she thought to herself. 'What's wrong with me?' She kept walking until she was about a block away from Ebon's. Then she heard the sound again. She spun around and spotted a black bird. Bullet let out a sigh of aggravation and pointed her finger at the bird. There was a bang and a bullet fly towards the bird.

But before the bullet could hit the bird a hand snatched the bullet out of the air with superhuman speed. Bullet gasped and looked up. Static was hanging off the side of a building, his right hand swirling with static electricity, holding himself to the building, and his left hand holding the bullet. He slowly looked up at Bullet.

"You seriously aren't trying to hurt my crow, now are you?" Static growled in an almost animal voice. Bullet just smirked at him.

"Catching bullets isn't the smartest thing to do." She pointed both index fingers at Static and fired, twin bullets flying at him. Static merely kicked off the wall of the building and flipped through the air, landing on the ground. He dusted himself off with his hands. He held up his left hand and showed it to Bullet as it healed, the blood drying up and the hole sealing.

"Mother fucker, die!" Bullet shouted. She started to shoot twin shots at Static, who merely dodged them one at a time. Then, Static stopped dodging them and let them hit him. He started walking towards Bullet, letting the multiple shots hit him. Bullet started to become more and more frantic, backing up as Static kept moving forward.

"You aren't scared, are you?" Static whispered as he was about a foot away. He suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Bullet's right wrist.

Bullet pointed at Static's head. "Good-bye," she whispered sweetly.

With a shout of rage, Static gave Bullet's wrist a mighty twist. The bone cracked and Bullet let out a small gasp.

"Hurt's, doesn't it?" Static murmured. "Just think how it feels when it's your whole arm." Bullet's eyes flashed and she delivered a savage kick to Static's head. Static stumbled back and regained his composure. He stood up and cracked his neck back into place.

"That hurt," he said with a sinister smile. Black lightning swirled around his arms and traveled to his hands, swirling around his knuckles. Static ran forward, dodged a kick from Bullet, and delivered a savage punch to her jaw, the dark electricity electrocuting her. Bullet stumbled backwards, her face smoking a bit, and was treated to another punch, this one in the gut. Static kept punching her until she stumbled back against a building wall.

"Trapped...nowhere to go..." Static whispered in a low and menacing tone. Bullet frantically held out her left hand, all five fingers pointed at Static.

"JUST DIE!" she shouted as bullets erupted from her fingers in a machine gun fashion. Static held up his hand and threw out a wave of electricity. The black electricity caught the bullets and made them stop right about an inch from Static. Bullet kept shooting for a minute until she was worn out. Her hand fell to her side as she panted heavily.

Static waved his hand and the bullets turned around. "Let's see how you like it!" he shouted, and with a flick of his wrist the bullets all flew towards Bullet. They hit her, tearing her up as they pelted her body again and again.

Static sighed as the last of the bullets hit Bullet. There was just one more now. Ebon. Static turned around and began walking towards Ebon's safe house as his crow landed on his shoulder.

Bullet, meanwhile, weakly picked her head and looked at Static.

"His guide is a crow..."

Bullet slowly picked up her hand and pointed her index finger at the crow on Static's shoulder. With the last of her strength, she shot a bullet at it.

The bullet hit the crow in the side. It fell from Static's shoulder with a squawk and landed on the ground, writhing in pain. Static fell to his knees as the crow did, holding his head as a searing pain shot through it and traveled to the rest of his body.

"Wha- What is this pain!" he said to himself as he held his head. He looked down to see his crow on the ground, bleeding out of its right side. The wing looked broken and the side looked like a chunk of flesh and feather were missing. Static gingerly picked up the bird, which was still alive miraculously, and cradled it. He stood up and began to walk towards Ebon's safe house.

He had come this far. His sister still needed him. Ebon still needed to pay for what he had done to Static, his family, and the whole city of Dakota. He would pay and Static was going to be the one to make him pay.

With or without mythical crow powers.

Ending notes - Almost finished, one or two more chapters to go. Sorry it took so long to update, but with school, family, and life in general I've been pretty busy. But I will finish this, I promise. As always, reviews are welcome.

Oh, and if any of you still don't know who the girl with Ebon is (though I think it's pretty obvious), her identity will be confirmed in the next chapter.

One more note, I decided to name the chapters. I was going to in the beginning, then decided not to, but now I want to, so meh :P.