Chapter 3: A Blacker villain
Cassandra was barley one mile away from here house when she ducked into an empty alley and changed into her costume. Her face was obscured by the same mask her father had worn as a hero instead of a villain. She thought that since he got caught as a villain, it was luckier than his Red-X mask. She wore a black leather full body suit with a red utility belt. But the best thing about her costume was the red eagle plastered on the chest of the outfit. She took a deep breath before proceeding to bank.
As soon as Victoria left the house, she pushed a button on her cell phone and immediately, her costume appeared on her body.
"I love that button," she sighed before levitating off to the crime.
As Cassandra climbed up the side of the building using an Eaglerang, she couldn't help but notice that someone else was trying to beat her to the prize. A dark black figure was also climbing up the building, except, he wasn't using anything.
"And I thought Spiderman was a myth," she said. She quickened her pace so she could beat him to the top. With a final grunt of frustration, she hosted herself on top of the building. She saw the black figure follow.
"Hey!" she yelled.
"Looks like someone's trying to beat me to my take," he said.
The "he" was a young man who was handsome as far as Cassandra could see. He wore a black suit, that definitely emphasized on his muscles, with a picture of a Lightning bolt on the chest. His face was half covered by a black Phantom mask. Although she would admit she thought he was handsome, she didn't feel any type pf attraction to him. He was a target, an obstacle that had to be destroyed if she could proceed.
"Maybe I am," she replied.
"You know, you should never play around when it's storming outside. You just might get struck by Lightning," he told her shooting a blast of yellow light at her. She dodged without hesitation.
"You know what we should do? Forget you just something as cheesy as a fondue party and let me kick your ass," she told him smirking.
"How about you both freeze and let me kick both your asses," a voice called behind them. They both turned surprised.
A young woman stood behind them in a purple cloak. The hood of the purple cloak was casting a shadow on her face so all they could see was her eyes. Beneath the cloak was a black leotard with a yellow utility belt.
"And who the hell are you?" Cassandra asked.
"Falcon," she replied casting a stream of black magic on her. Cassandra struggled against her telekinetic prison. The mysterious man she guessed was named Lightning, knocked Falcon down.
"What was…?" Cassandra began.
"I'm the only one who's going to be taking any villains down," he told her. The young woman called Falcon was already back on her feet. Her hood had fallen down to reveal that she had a black piece of cloth that covered her eyes with two diamonds cut out of it so she could see.
"Go!" Cassandra told Lightning.
Victoria got back up from the Lightning guy's blow very quickly, only to see that Lightning had entered the building. She barley had a second to dawn on this when the girl who remained behind's leg came up from underneath her. She flipped backwards to avoid it. Her mother had taught her taught her the move this girl had just used on her. She said that barley anybody knew it.
"So, can I get your name?" Victoria asked the villain blocking a punch that seemed very finaliar to her too.
"Why do you need it?" the villain asked back.
"Read the book, all the great villain need to introduce themselves," she said trying a move she was certain would knock her off her feet.
A kick came straight for Cassandra's knees. She grabbed Falcon's boot knowing this as a disarming tactic.
"Black Eagle," she said trying to flip her over, but it was as though Falcon knew exactly what she was going to do and reversed it so that he kicked Cassandra square in the jaw.
Black Eagle stumbled backwards and almost fell. She took a gadget out of a utility belt. It seemed to be a grappling hook of some kind. She attached it to the nearest building and swung away from Victoria.
"This isn't over, Falcon," she called out. Victoria watched her leave satisfied. How did she know all my moves? she asked herself.
After Cassandra knew the coast was clear, she took of her mask breathing heavily. "How did she know all my moves?" she said aloud.