The next day was completely awkward. Frankie would constantly smirk towards me when Gabe was around and my face would heat up. He'd noticed only a few times and gave us confused looks. James was ranting on with Ralph about the police station's new computer software. I was sitting across from Frankie at the table when Gave walked in shirtless; I felt a sudden kick at my shin and yelped.

"I didn't know that super villains blushed," James spoke, smirking when I looked away.

"Shut up James," I mumbled, closing my eyes so I wouldn't gawk.

"Ralph, I think something is wrong. She didn't have a comeback!"

"Let the girl be," Ralph replied, giving me an apologetic look. I made the mistake of looking up and Frankie giggled at my expression.

"Kill. Me. Now," I growled, angrily throwing my head back.

"Gladly," Lash walked into the kitchen with a mug in his hand. Although, the mug contained chocolate milk instead of coffee. I glared at him as he kicked the chair out.

"Don't start with me before the costume is on, I might spare you then, Vixen is more sarcastic." He stared at me oddly.

"You do know that you're the same person, right?"

"I'm not an idiot. I don't feel different, but I act it. The mask provides power, freedom, I can do more then."

"It just seems weird to me."

"I'm sure it does, but I know exactly how she feels. When I was on my bike and had the helmet on, I was… different," Gave added in. Lash rolled his eyes and started to mock him while taking a drink. I took an apple from the table and threw it at him, and it smacked him dead on in the stomach.

"What the hell? I didn't say anything!"

"But you were thinking it and mocking him. Did being in jail with other supers make you nuts?"

"I bet he was butt raped by a man known as Big Daddy." Frankie added in, making me laugh.

"Oh shove it, freak." Lash looked at me, waiting for me to hurt him in any kind of way. "So you won't take up for her?"

"She's a big girl, who can handle her own battles. It's not like I don't care, because I do." He looked towards where Frankie had been sitting and gulped to see her absent. He cringed when he felt something slide up his neck. Frankie let out a cruel laugh and got up to his ear.

"I may be crazy and a slight bit bipolar but I am not," she pushed the dagger in her hand closer to his throat, "a freak,"

"Think before you speak when dealing with a villainess." James stated before putting his papers together and walking out of the doorway. "Especially a super one."

"Agreed." Ralph added before glaring at him and walking off.

"Sleep with one eye open." Frankie hissed pulling the blade away slowly. "Next time… you die." Lash looked towards me for help.

"I can't stop her… more importantly, I refuse to stop her." Gabe smirked at me and took another sip of water, his muscles rippling as he did so.

"Remind me why we wear these." Frankie complained rubbing her heel.

"At least you're not in a corset. It's all for the greater bad." I pulled at the top of my corset, trying to cover some of my exposed cleavage. "Damn boobs."

"You picked the costume, remember?" I glared at her.

"James gave us the options; this is the only one that covered more than just my chest." I grumbled and rolled my eyes, adding, "Just barely."

"I'm starting to think that he has a thing for you." I jumped off of the building and into a dark alley. I felt the air behind me move and Frankie was next to me.

"He's just a lonely pervert with no woman in his life; if we could dress Gabe up, I'm sure that we'd put him in a loin cloth."

"No mandals, though." I shuddered and gagged.

"Man sandals are not right."

"Agreed." I put my finger up to my lips as I heard the shuffling of footsteps further back in the alley was a group of men, drunken men. Flashbacks of that night had appeared in my head. Instead of me in that position, there was a younger girl, no older than thirteen. I felt something snap as I glared.

"Let. The. Girl. Go." I spat, walking closer. The smell of alcohol burnt my nose and I scowled. Tears were streaming down the girl's face, her shirt ripped down the middle. "Styx."

"Yeah?" I paused.

"Get the girl to the car." I smirked. "I'll do the rest." I noticed the familiarity of the men, they were the same ones. I lifted a dumpster without moving and slammed it into one of the men, hearing his bones smash. "This should be fun." I kicked another man in the face, snapping his neck. Two down, three to go. I pulled out one of my signature daggers and threw it like a boomerang, slicing two of the men's necks. "Do you remember me?"

"N-no." I smirked and approaching him, stabbing him in the stomach when I got close enough. I twisted the blade roughly.

"You tried to hurt me… who's the little girl now? Douche bag." I dropped him, cleaning the blade off of his shirt and then walked away.

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