Keeping up with these police cars wasn't hard. After all, it was New York City. It's like impossible to go over 50 here! I stayed in the shadows of the buildings to the left, making sure I wasn't seen. Anyway, I don't think anyone was going to be looking there, you know?

The cars came to a halt outside a bank. There was SWAT teams there, too. Maybe this was too big a job to be my first...no. I can't chicken out now. If I do, I'll chicken out for the rest of my career.

I hovered down to the ground (damn that rhymed again!) and went over to a police chief, or someone I thought was a police chief.

"Sir, what is the...er...situation?"

"Who the hell are you, some girl playing dress up?" He said.

"Very amusing, sir. Please, what is going on?"

"Go away, girly, we have a very dangerous criminal in there." Said the officer.

"Who?" I asked, showing him I was not backing down.

"Name's Electro. He's this dumb idiot with electrical powers." He said.

"All righty, then. Give me a few minutes, I'm going in." I said with a lot of determination in my voice. There was a hell of a lot of fear in my tone, too.

"What? No! We have a hostage situation here! Who the hell do you think you are?"

I smiled evilly. "I'm St. Jimmy."

I flew over the Caution! Police Line! Do Not Cross! Banners and opened the door.

"Hey, Sparky?" I called as I entered. I saw a whole lot of people on the ground.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked, bags and bags of cash near him. He was in a really corny outfit; green tights with bright yellow lighting bolts, and a really gay yellow star-shaped mask.

Everyone seemed to be asking me that question. Spider-Man. Dare Devil. The Police Officers. And Now Him.

"Look, Electro, I have superpowers, too. But I'm going to use them for my own reasons instead of being on one side of the law, here me?"

He nodded. Half out of disbelief.

"Good. So you're not as dumb as they say. Anyway, what are you gaining by hurting all these people in here? I mean, it just makes it that more complicated. If you let the people go, then that diversion might leave you enough time to escape with all the loot."

"But there's only one way out...the front door." He said as if he was a genius.

I squeezed my eyes really hard and made wicked cool lasers shoot out of my eyes. I moved my head so I cut a big hole in the wall.

"Okay? So now you can go out that way while these goons leave."

"Why are you helping me escape? Why are you helping them, too? It doesn't make sense." He said.

"I don't want to confuse you even more than you normally are, so I'll lay it out nice and simple. I'm gonna help both sides out. That way I really don't have enemies. I just don't want innocent people hurt."

Electro grabbed the bags of money and smiled under his gay yellow mask. "I won't forget this, kid."

I smiled back as I told all the people on the floor to run out of the building.

I followed shortly after pocketing some of the cash Electro had left behind. Hey, I needed it for the rent. I had quit my job working at a flower market down the street. I didn't have enough time. Of course, Josh was furious.

He was like, I make the rent money around here. You have to do your part too!

And I was like, I do! But you make a lot more since you're older! At least I help out! At least I care about you!

And he was all like, Ooh ,yeah, you care!"

And I said, "Yeah I care! At least I bought you a Christmas present last year!"

And he said, "What? A shirt I won't ever wear again?"

And I got mad and yelled, "AT LEAST I THOUGHT OF YOU!"

Well I wonder what 'ol Joshy will say once I bring home five Benjamin's!

So it was right then and there that I decided I was going to be helping both sides. Not good. Not bad.

The chief I had spoken to earlier came out and hugged me like I was his grandkid.

"You did it, Girly! You saved 'em!"

"Yeah...But...uh...Electro got away. That was the deal."

"We'll track him down, I just can't believe you did it!"

"Hey, all your doubts are just someone else's point of view." I smiled, showing my white teeth.

I flew out once he started asking me personal questions. Old men who are lonely and sleep with Elmo dolls tend to do that. And I steer clear of them, for shizzle!

I got in late last night, through my open window. Josh wasn't home, which was good. I undressed and hid my clothes, and went to sleep in a size XXXL super man tee shirt and underwear.

For Shizzle.