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Well, the shit has really hit the fan now.

Over the last few days a lot of heroes have died. They've been attacked and killed right on the street in front of witnesses or in their homes. And the people who were attacked in their homes didn't usually STAY in their homes. They'd get dragged out into the street or thrown out of windows and left there.

The worst part is that pretty much all the people who've been attacked at home so far had hung up their capes and shit after the Times Square Brawl.

We've been pretty lucky so far though. And by "we" I mean Justice Forever.

Yeah, Dave and I got jumped but it wasn't anything we couldn't handle. The Gentleman wasn't so lucky, his shoulder was dislocated and he took a bullet to the knee. Well, it could have been a lot worse actually even if he hadn't gotten away. The bullet missed the bone, so he's got a bit of a limp he'll be fine and didn't need to stay in the hospital.

I think the hospital staff was glad for that. The actually seemed eager to get him the fuck out of there as soon as possible. They were probably worried about people coming in to attack him. Which is probably what would have happened if anyone heard about him being there.

So because of that, Col. Stars doesn't want us going out alone anymore. Dave and I obviously weren't going out alone, but the other members would. But because I'm, as Stars put it, "The big gun," he wants us to draw names out of a hat for patrol groups. Two groups of three and one group of two. I'm always supposed to be in the group of two.

It sucks that I probably wont be patrolling with Dave until we can put that motherfucker down like the diseased dog he is.

Just have to be quick about it then.