Sometimes I have really shitty timing.

I've been sitting on this decison for awhile now. When I'd first thought about it it seemed like it'd be an easy one. I wasn't expecting to have to make it so soon though.

Ha. "Soon". Sure as fuck didn't feel like it. Spent the last...nearly two years with only two goals: getting Dave to date me, and killing Chris. It felt like it was taking FOREVER to kill him. Every day was a day too long. But now it's like, it wasn't even two years? Fucking hell it felt like forever.

I wonder if that's how it'll feel like when I get Dave.

If I get Dave.

But this isn't about Dave. It's about Angela.

Chris is dead. He's been dead for over a month now. As near as I can tell there is no organization to the cunts now. Nobody to pay to bring them into the city, or keep them out of prison, or whatever the fuck he was doing. Organized crime has been...organized. And quiet.

I don't know if that's just because of the hurricane, or if everyone who was in charge before Chris has taken control of their shit back and are licking their wounds, or if that fuckfest at the docks was the last remnants of the gangs and the survivors have to be as careful and quiet as possible out of absolute nessecity. But most active group I've seen are the Blood Knights, and they've seemed to just be looking for looters or having their own private fight clubs. No harassing passerby, and they sure as fuck haven't been starting shit with us.

This wouldn't have been such a hard decision if I hadn't given in to a fucking whim.

But I did and now I had like...

Angela has met if not exceeded all my expectations. Except the one that she'd give up the training.

i shouldn't even be surprised. She didn't give up with the cheerleading prep training I put her through, and then she was one of the best on the team, and then not only was I training, but she was working with Dave, and John and Alice were giving her tips. Not to mention the fucking rivalry she had with Katie. Those two really beat on each other.

Plus she dislocated her own arm to escape a hold.

And then I designed the damn thing and had it made so fuck me right? It's not like I knew Chris would be dead before I even got the fucking thing.

It's not like before though. We don't NEED the manpower.

But then I look at Dave and how he inspired so many people to go out and put on costumes and try to help people. If he hadn't done it Justice Forever wouldn't be a thing.

So maybe having a new face out there would inspire more people. And if people started going out like they did before Chris fucked everything up, then maybe that could stop the gangs from regaining that stranghold they had on the city.

Slow it down at least.

She didn't even need a warning. When I came up to her with the simunition rounds, she was already moving before i said anything. She didn't just dodge she went on the offensive. Tried to stop me from shooting at all. She didn't succeed, but she did WAY better than Katie. And she made me have to TRY so, that says a lot.

And I can't even think of the last time I came up against someone who was half as good a shot as I am. It's like these fuckaloons don't even practice. Like they just get a gun somehow and are like, "Derp yurp, gert mer gun, gonna shert a perp" and think they can actually take me down.

I asked Dave about it and he didn't seem any more sure about what the answer was, but he seemed less concerned about her ability and more about her getting trouble with the police and her family. But we can help her with all that.

So I did it. I gave her the suit I had made for her.

She couldn't believe that I was giving it to her. I was nervous too. I felt like it was the right decision. Without Chris, the cunts would dry up soon, right? At the very least there wouldn't be anybody funding them, or getting them out of jail, so they'd run out of people sooner or later. And she's at least as good as Katie, and WAY better than Dave when he started, and it's not like having an extra team member is bad...

I'm just worried I'll end up regreting this.

Dave said he had confidence in my decision, whatever it was.

But I made sure she knew there were strict rules for this. Specifically that she wasn't going anywhere in that costume unless she was with at least two other JF members.

I was worried she wouldn't like the outfit I had made for her. It's a dark red base with gold plates over it. It's heavier than what I wear, but not as heavy as what Dave wears. The plates cover her shoulders, chest, forearms, hips, outer thighs, and lower legs and feet. It kinda looks like Dark Pheonix as a knight. Not quite what i was going for, but it worked out pretty well. Her mask covers most of her face, I think the desing was called a "butterfly mask", because it's like an X across your face, but it flares out towards the ends so it looks like butterfly wings? Her wig is basically the same as her real hair, because I have a plan for that...

She actually asked if she could just NOT wear the wig since it's so much like her actual hair, so I had to explain, "No, you can't NOT wear the wig, because the wig has fucking kevlar plates in it." So I finally got to show her how I put a wig over all my hair. And I convinced her to, after her new hero persona has been seen a few times, start changing her own hairstyle before settling on something shorter.

Then Dave and I took her out, not in costume, to take a few bullets. It was the exact opposite of when we did it with Katie. She was SUPER eager for this. Couldn't WAIT to prove she could do it. While I was actually worried I'd somehow miss and kill her.

Which was really weird because I've done with Dave before and didn't have this problem.

Probably because he was nervous and I had to reassure him so it soothed my nerves at the same time. Meanwhile Angela was all, "Alright let's do this! C'mon! Shoot me!"

But I've hit smaller targets from further way with less prep.

When I did she hit the ground like, "FUCK!" and then she looked at me like, "Did you shoot me in the tit on purpose?!"

I blinked then smirked, and said, "Well your heart's behind it so yeah, kinda."

Then she got back up and we did the rest of the magazine with no problems.

She's going to be feeling it tomorrow though. Oh will she ever. I guess that'll be the actual final test. Seeing if she can get up tomorrow and do it again.

Maybe if she doesn't complain too much I'll give her some of my painkillers. Might need to pick some up now that I'm thinking about it. A different type too. I think I'm starting to build up a resistence to these.

But anyway we weren't done!

I don't know if I mentioned this before, but the Blood Knights having been making a serious effort to make sure they are not confused with the Cunts. Especially after that video of them picking a fight with us went around the internet. So they've done stuff like make a facebook page to show off their fights gainst each other, patroling their neighborhoods and kicking the shit out of Cunts, made t-shirts with Blood Knights and a red helmet so they can clearly identify themselves outside of whatever other armor or costume type stuff they want to wear, at least one of them has been volunteering to teach "self defense" at community center type places. And most inmmportantly they stopped challenging random people to fights.

Anyway, the point is, I knew where to find them.

So the three of us, all in costume, decided to pay them a visit.

They seemed scared that were were there to, like, take them all down or something since the Cunts are basically chickens with their heads cut off at this point. But once I explained why were there, they were climbing over each other to get a piece of us.

Had to explain that this wasn't going to be a brawl, but a one-on-one team battle. One goes down, the next teamate steps in. The three of us Vs the five of them. Angela went first.

She seemed almost afraid, which I thought was funny since she had no problems letting me shoot her.

But she squared up against their first guy and...did not throw any punches. She had little to no problem dodging or blocking everything he threw at her, but she just refused to attack. This went on for almost a minute before I said, "Do you think he's going to get tired and fall over or something? Throw a damn punch!"

She went, "MMMmm," ducked a punch, and then threw a picture perfect straight left right into the guys cheeck. It was fucking exquisit. A+.

And he's just kinda frozen for a moment, watching as the guy reeled back, then looked at her fist and back to him and this manic fucking grin forms on her face and says, "Oh hell the fuck yes," and just GOES TO TOWN on the guy.

He never recovered.

Dave looked over at me and said, "You really rub off on people don't you?"

I looked at him and said, "I had NOTHING to do with this!"

As she started gleefully dismantling the next guy.

This guy knew what he was getting into though, so he faired WAY better and didn't get his shit rocked. He went down after a minute or two though. Angela wasn't fairing so well though, the next guy took her down pretty easily. I wasn't dissapointed really, those guys in general are better than the average shithead, plus she did just fight two guys. Not great, but it'll do the job for most situations. More than good enough if it was the three of us against the five of them in a free for all.

She probably could have kept going if she had to.

Anyway, Dave went up and took the guy down easily, as well as the fourth guy. The last guy managed to knock him down, and while he was down there he said, "I can keep going, but Hit Girl is gonna be pissed if she doesn't get a shot so I'm gonna tag out," then flipped to his feet.

I appreciated the thought, but I really wouldn't have minded sitting this one out.

The last guy was pretty good too, so it was nice to have a decent challenge without having to worry about doing permanent damage. I don't mean I was TRYING to do permanent damage, just that I wasn't worried if i did.

I just wish whatever I pulled or whatever would heal already.

So we told them "Good fight, see you later," and the one holding his bleeding nose gave us a thumbs up, the rest just waved us away.

We went back to the clubhouse and got showered up and into fresh clothes. I asked if she really wanted to do this and she looked at me like I was joking, "Yeah?! Of course! Did you think this was gonna make me NOT? This is amazing! I can't wait till I get to kick the stuffing out of some real criminals!"

I told her, "You know we don't actually get to do that often. But if things go according to plan, we should be doing it on our own terms more now."

She said, "Well you better bring me on ALL your missions from now on. I'll have BOTH your backs."

I can't say I'm not enjoying her enthusiasim, but I feel like she is going to get in WAY over her head if I don't keep a close eye on her.

"Do you have a name you want to use? I had one in mind when I designed the costume, but if you have something you want to use..."

Angela stopped and thought for a moment, "Hmm... it's red and gold..how about... Spitfire?"

"It's perfect."


Mako's Message: This has been in the works for...years. Like, a long ass time. Spitfire has made an appearance in a few of the Holiday Bonus chapters if you want to go back and read them with a fresh perspective. There is on decision I've been waffling on for just as long though, so I think I'll put up a poll on my Facebook page.

I guess that'll do for now.

I'm tired.

lol