Night on the Town

Fire ball stands on the top of a 6 story building on the corner of a large park. He was having a hard time seeing, so he lit a few barrels on the ground below him and let his finger turn into, pretty much, a fire ball. He held it high over his head, sort of a signal to any hero dumb enough to try anything at all..

Obsidior was on a normal patrol, flying through the city on a surfboard made of green energy, when his eyes gleamed at the light from the giant fireball. Well, well, what do we have here. he thought to himself as he moved towards the source of the light. When Obsidior was close enough to see the man he stopped. "What do you think you are doing?" he asked with his hands on his hips.

Fireball chuckled, and let his finger return to normal."j-Just try to see, sir!" He said sarcasticly, leaning backwards and shielding his face with his hands..."D-Did I do something wrong?" He asked in yet another sarcastic voice..

Suddenly, the door that grants people rooftop access flew open in a very crude manner, until the hinges couldn't fold open any further, at which the door would've bounched back, had it not been stopped by something. That particular something turned out to be the hand of a quite pretty woman, black hair, black eyeliner, black coat, black shoes with high heels, full red lips. With her other hand she held a lighter, with which she lit the sigarette that hung from her pretty, red lips.

As she noticed two men having a nice chat on a rooftop, she raised an eyebrow, indicating a somewhat irritated form of confusion and surprise. Meanwhile, she closed the door in a dancy combination of footwork and armwork. At the same time, her remaining hand slit the lighter into the pocket of her coat. She walked up to the two, but stopped at a distance of exactly 9'5". She took a drag from her sigaret, inhaled and blew out the smoke, which dispersed quickly into the air. A thin line of smoke emerged from the tip of the sigaret, crawling it way up into the air like a snake with anti-gravity abilities (you'd be surprised about the number of snakes with anti-gravity abilities) and she spoke in order to greet the two men on the rooftop: "Evening..."

Fireball didn't take his his eyes off of the hero."Evenin'.." He said in a rather southern accent. He sniffed the air, and his lip curled into disgust.

He turned around, and smirked.."That stuff'll kill ya.." He said rather plainly, unimpressed by her appearance. He turned back around to face the hero, but quickly turned around again.."What do you want?" He asked rudely..

The woman observed Fireball and Obsidior. They seemed hostile towards each other, but that could be because of Fireball's hostile attitude towards the woman. "I'd like to have a 1963 Scotch whiskey, no ice," she said with rather sarcastic expression on her face,"but if it pleases you, you may put one of those tiny chinese umbrellas in the glass." She took another drag from her sigaret and tipped the ash cone off her cancerstick. Smoke circles floated through the air as the woman exhaled the smoke.

Fireball chuckled, and looked down at his feet. "Your lucky I wouldn't dare hit a woman.." he says, rembering something and climbed down the edge of the buidling. He ran into n alley, and changed to his civvilian clothes.

FIreball skated down the street, smiling and giving high fives to everyone he sees.

Obsidior placed fingers on his forehead. "I don't have time for this running around, MY TIME IS VALUABLE YA KNOW". Obsidior shouted as he flew slowly behind Fireball.

"Twat..." The woman said, as she took another puff of the sigaret and blew out the smoke. She walked to the edge of the building and yelled as a hairlock fell in front of her face: "Thank thee, oh, most gracious knight! Fucking superhero!" As she pronounced 'superhero', her eyelids closed a bit in order to achieve a furious expression.

I glance over my hsoulder at the hero...[i]Pfft..[i] I think to myself, rasing a large wall of fire behind me in front of the hero.

Behind the cover of the flames, I skate in an alley and change to my costume. I walk out of the alley, and shoot fireballs at the hero.

Obsidior formed a shield of green energy around him to protect him from the blast, then grinned. "Try a little harder this time." he said as he placed his hands together and shot them out sending a wave of energy at Fireball.

Fireball jumped out of the way at the last second and chuckled.."So, are you one of the weak ones that won't kill me?" He asked, turning his finger into a ball of fire and spining it in circles.

After a minute, he returned his finger to normal, and created a giant ball of flames using every ounce of energy left in his body, and flung it at the hero.

Obsidior melted in the fire, and then disappeared, reappearing behind Fireball. "Hell no, I will rip your head off." he said with a smirk as he swung a fist coated in green energy at his back.

The fist hit Fireball, slinging him down the road. He stood slowly, and laughed."Do it, then!" He said, his hands and feet turning to fire..

"I thought you would never ask" he said with a chuckle as he flew at Fireball, his fist cocked back for another punch.