They dealt rather easily with the group of bank robbers; it took them all of twenty minutes to get them in a police car and on the way to jail.
Everybody was feeling pretty good about life in general after that, so they all voted for another night on the town. After a scary movie and 3 large pizzas, however, the night before caught up with them all and they decided that going home sounded like a great idea.
It was a cold sort of night, with clouds drifting around in the sky and the tide coming up the beach. A lone figure sat in the sand near the water, toes just barely in the foam. There was an unearthly silence all around, not even the sounds of the city could intrude on the quiet.
Suddenly the clouds parted and the full moon shone down on the figure. Huge feathered wings burst from her shoulder blades, and a piercing scream broke free from Wren's throat. Her clothes were ripped to shreds, clinging on by bare thread. She was no longer remotely pretty, instead sprouting feathers, talons, and a steely silver beak.
When the transformation was completed, the monster peered into the water at her reflection, then with another scream lifted off towards the open sea.