Okay, my second chapter was finished relatively quickly. Possibly because I had it ready before I posted the first. Anyway, if you want to see a character of your own in this fic, please let me know so I can put them in. READ AND REVIEW!

"Hey, Mindy. Wake up." Marcus called from downstairs. Mindy Macready woke up and got out of bed. She yawned and immediately wanted to go back to sleep, having already been awake for half the night. Instead, she substituted sleep for a cold shower. After she was ready for school, she went downstairs to eat breakfast. It had been about four months since she retired from being Hit Girl. She was currently trying to lead a normal life, living with Marcus and making friends at school.

"So, what do you have planned for today?" Marcus asked her.

"After school, I'm going to Dave & Busters with Ralph and Jenny." Mindy replied. "And then I was thinking about going to see a movie."

"What movie?" Marcus asked while washing dishes.

"The Other Guys." Mindy said.

"You need any money?" Marcus asked.

"Don't worry about it." Mindy answered. "I'll kill a drug dealer on the way there and take his money." The sound of a shattered glass rang in the kitchen. "I'm just fucking with you. Money would be nice."

"You'll need it. Dollar. Swear jar. Now." Marcus said as he threw the broken cup in the trash. Mindy did as she was told and made the jar officially half full.

"You know, if you stopped asking me for a dollar every time I swear, you wouldn't need to give me money." Mindy commented.

"Yeah, it's not working anyway. But it's the only thing I can think of to punish it." Marcus said. "Now get going, you're gonna be late for school." Mindy ran out the door and went to the went to the bus stop.

(At school, fifteen minutes later)

"I can't believe this!" Dave fumed quietly. He had just read something on his phone that he was clearly furious about.

"What's up?" Marty asked.

"Hit Girl's come out of retirement." he answered, still mad. Marty and Todd didn't understand what he was mad about. A superhero coming out of retirement should be celebrated. Realizing this was a problem, Dave quickly read more of the article and found a good reason to be mad. "She's not a hero anymore. She's attacking other heroes and laying them out for cops to arrest."

"Why would cops arrest superheroes?" Todd asked. "They're the good guys."

"Dumbass, the cops don't care if you're good or bad." Marty responded. "They consider real heroes to be vigilantes and the last time I checked, that's still illegal."

"He's right, Todd." Dave answered. "The only reason we know about this is because she attacked two heroes called Top Shot and Ornitier and they were able to escape the ropes." As he was talking, he saw Mindy walk through the door. "I should tell Mindy about this. She's the biggest Hit Girl fan I know." He walked over to where Mindy was. "What the fuck is this?!" He indicated the article on his phone. Mindy looked at the phone and smiled deviously.

"It's a phone, Dave." she said slowly. "It's used to make calls, text message people, and go on the internet." Dave groaned but ignored the comment.

"No, I mean this article." Dave said, still mad. "'Hit Girl Returns'?! I thought we agreed we were done with all this." Hit Girl was surprised to hear this and grabbed the phone out of his hand. She speed read it and was furious by the end.

"Fuck!" she yelled into her locker. "I can't believe someone has the balls to impersonate me."

"Wait, this isn't you?" Dave asked, a little calmer.

"No, dumbass!" Mindy yelled. "Whichever bitch is doing this, I'm gonna find her, cut off both legs and one arm before hanging her by her neck!"

"Mindy, calm down." Dave whispered. "You're admitting to murder in the middle of the school." Mindy realized what he was saying and took a deep breath. "I'm gonna go see a movie later tonight. I'll call you after I'm done at the arcade to meet me there."

"Will do." Dave said before heading back to Marty and Todd. Then he realized something and turned backward, just in time to stop his phone from hitting him in the face. "Thanks." he called.

(After school, in the arcade)

"So, what should we play first?" Jenny asked to no one in particular. Mindy hadn't been paying attention. She was too preoccupied with this fake Hit Girl problem to pay attention. She hated how someone could even attempt to besmirch her name. But she also hated that if she were to return to crime fighting, she would already be labeled a villain. She hadn't told anyone, but she had been aching to go back to being a superhero again. The rush of fighting crime had given her a high that she wanted back indefinitely. She hadn't told Marcus or Dave about this, but she had the impression that Dave probably felt the same and Marcus had a vague idea.

"How about basketball?" Ralph suggested. He looked at Mindy who wasn't paying attention. He attempted to gain her attention by waving his hand in front of her face, but even that didn't work. "Hey, Mindy?" He said, a little confused. Then he got an idea. "Hey look, it's Kick Ass!"

"What? Where?" Mindy said, a little dazed. Jenny and Ralph laughed. When she realized what happened, she scowled. "Not funny."

"Whatever, Mindy." Jenny said. "Come on, let's go shoot some hoops." The three played basketball, air hockey, Terminator, Time Crisis, and many other games (most of which Mindy had the highest score in). Mindy was having fun and all, but she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. She kept looking around to see who was watching her or her friends but found no one. She tried not to let it bother her, but the feeling kept coming back. Eventually, they sat down and ordered some food. Mindy still couldn't shake the feeling and voiced her concern.

"You guys feel like we're being watched?" she asked, before taking a bite of her burger. Jenny considered it for a second before shaking her head. Ralph wasn't paying attention. He was too preoccupied with his steak. Mindy looked around one last time before noticing something. There was somebody in a black hood sitting still at a far table. He hadn't moved since Mindy had walked in, but now he was gone. Mindy thought nothing of it until he sat next to her and ordered a soda. She calmly finished her food while the hooded boy, she guessed he was about thirteen, just stirred around his soda. Once Jenny and Ralph finished their food, Mindy walked away with them to go play pacman. It was this new version of pacman that could hold up to four players. Mindy would normally beaten Jenny by roughly twice her score but she was too distracted by the hooded boy and ended up in last place.

"Mindy, get your head in the game." Ralph yelled. "I always like beating you, but not like this." Ralph was Mindy's frenemy in many ways. They rivaled in grades, video games, and many other things. Even in sports, where Mindy thought she excelled against everyone her age, Ralph pushes her past her limits. It was a mutually beneficial rivalry. They both continued to get stronger, faster, and smarter just by being in the same room as each other.

"Sorry. I won't lose to you again." Mindy promised. They walked over to the four player air hockey again and they put in their quarters. She kept to her word and slammed the puck into the goals of Ralph and Jenny multiple times. After she won two more rounds, she decided to call it a day for the arcade. Before she left, she went to the table to grab her soda. Before she left, she heard something that she couldn't possibly predict.

"Hey, Hit Girl." someone called from nearby. It was the boy in the black hood that covered his eyes When she looked, he smiled a wide, knowing smile. "I knew it." He ran away and out the back door. Mindy dropped her soda and ran after him. He was fast, faster than Mindy had originally predicted, but not fast enough to get away from her. She tackled the door open and followed him down the street. He jumped and flipped himself over a six foot tall wall. Mindy followed him as fast as she could and jumped over the wall. They ended up in the middle of a dump. There was so much junk there, you couldn't predict what you'd find by sticking your hand into a random pile and pulling out the first thing you feel. In the middle, there was a guy wearing a black cloth mask wrapped around his head. He had a long black jacket that reached just beneath his knees.

"Who are you?" Mindy demanded.

"My name is Top Shot." he answered.

"The guy who got attacked by Hit Girl and lived?" Mindy asked.

"The one and the same." he said. "I would like to talk to you about that but first I must apologize."

"For what?" Mindy asked, confused.

"First, for risking your identity in a crowded place." Mindy nodded. "And then for this." Top Shot pulled out his beanbag shotgun from his jacket and shot Mindy square in the stomach. She doubled over in pain but she had to act fast. She noticed a trash can lid at her feet and flipped it up. When Top Shot shot her with another round, she used the lid to block it and started running up to him. He let off four more rounds and was out of ammo. When she reached him, he swung his shotgun at her, but she blocked it. While he was off guard, she used the lid to whack him in the head and he fell down. He dropped his shotgun and pulled out a pistol. He shot her ankle with a rubber bullet and she yelped with pain, but Mindy stayed on her feet. Top Shot was about to shoot her again, but she slammed the lid into wrist and he dropped his gun. "Stop!" he shouted as quickly as possible. "Sorry, but I had to make sure you were Hit Girl."

"You could have just asked." Mindy groaned, rubbing her stomach where the beanbag hit her.

"No." Top Shot disagreed. "You never truly know someone until you fight them. No one else could take a shot to the stomach like that and then have the endurance to block six shots from me."

"True." Mindy agreed. "I'm just that awesome." Mindy got up and Top Shot got up to. Without warning, she punched Top Shot square in the face.

"If you tell anyone who I am, I'll snap your neck before you even know I'm nearby." Mindy threatened.

"I don't doubt it." Top Shot said. "I've been trying to figure out who you are for the last couple months or so." Mindy was intrigued with this. "Since then, I've been able to link you to several different assassinations. And then to top it off, you killed Frank D'Amico and disappeared. After putting a profile together, I've deduced that you were about eleven and then asked my team's hacker to find every eleven year old who disappeared at a young age and then just suddenly popped up. Longer list than you would imagine. There were ten names on the list. Then I matched your jaw line and found three people who could be it. So I started to spy on each of you until I could narrow it down. It came down to you and this other girl but you had the superior athletic ability so I guessed it was you. Then I got attacked by someone ruining your good name so it forced me to confront you."

"Impressive." Mindy said. "Now what do you want with me? I'm done being a superhero." She said that mostly to convince herself, but the feeling just couldn't go away.

"You are?" Top Shot said, unconvinced. Mindy nodded. "Sorry to hear that, but I don't believe it's true. Even after I shot you, you were smiling when you used that lid to block my shots. When you took me down, I could tell your heart was pounding with excitement. You liked the fight, but you probably like the feeling of being able to keep someone, anyone, alive for a little longer." Mindy was a little nervous. She wanted to keep living a normal life, to watch movies with Marcus, to read comic books with Dave, to be able to make more friends, to play video games with Jenny, to keep competing with Ralph, but more so than anything else, she wanted to help make the world a better place. She researched many ways to be able to do all that without being Hit Girl but no matter what she looked over, she felt it impossible. "Anyway, I'd like to enlist your help with taking down the fake. But if you're really done, then I guess it doesn't matter that much." Top Shot started to walk farther into the junkyard before Mindy called after him.

"Wait." Mindy called. Top Shot stopped and turned to her, smiling. "Put on street clothes. I'm going to meet an acquaintance to talk about that." Top Shot took off his mask and jacket while putting it in his backpack. He went to a nearby safe and put all his guns in it. It looked like a regular safe but Mindy could tell it couldn't be broken by conventional means and probably could withstand most unconventional means.

"So I get to meet the legendary Kick Ass?" Top Shot asked. Mindy wasn't even surprised anymore that he knew so much.

"Yeah, it'll take a bit of explaining about how you know so much." Mindy said. "By the way, I'm not eleven, I'm twelve."