The Rise of a New 'Hero' (PRIVATE - GHOST ONLY)

In one of the many unnamed back-alleys of New York City, there was a drug deal going down. The dealers were very nervous as they began their trade-off, looking around with nervous eyes and looking over their shoulders in the hope that Pain won't show up. He wouldn't show up, but someone who shouldn't be was already there. This man, a rather vampiric man, stood in a very dark, shadowed out corner of the alley watching them with obvious amusement. The man, who was known only by a few as Rascalov, combed a hand through his shoulder-blade-length spiky white hair, long black nails scraping across his scalp as he watched the transaction. When they were about to hand over the money, that was when the shirtless, muscular, black leather trench-coat wearing 30 year old snapped into action. He used his superior speed to knock the gun out of one of the drug dealer's hands and punched him right in the face with enough power to knock him instantly unconscious. He then went for a back kick and rammed his combat boot-clad foot straight into another man's chin, launching him up a few feet up into the air before dropping to the ground silently. He then swung his right fist backwards into the right cheek of another dealer, knocking him face-first into a dumpster and his head going right through the metal before stopping immediately. He then finished the last guy off with a spinning roundhouse kick to his jugular, crushing part of the man's neck and dropping him as quickly as he did the others. The very pale Rascalov licked his two fang-like teeth with a purplish tongue before wiping imaginary dust from his hands, doing the same to the black jeans he wore. He then calmly placed himself up against a wall and crossed his arms as he called the police on his cell and informed them of his location. He then slid the phone into his jeans pocket and calmly stood up against the wall, choosing to keep an eye on the lowly drug dealers until the cops came to take them away.

Todd stood on the building tops looking down on the perpetrators. The deal was going down, everyone seemed nervous, and whispers about Pain filled the echoing dark ally. Galaxy's jacket covered the circle on the chest of his tight suit, but that didn't stop the blue glow from lighting up some of the dark space in front of him. There was no way the gangsters could see it tho, it wasn't anything to major. He had been watching these guys for a week now. Seeing how they work and studying there movements, they weren't that bright, it almost made Todd sick.

Galaxy watched as a dark figure took them all down. "Hmmm, a new hero?" He thought as he watched the man call someone, then slip the phone into his pocket. Todd leaped down from the roof, in the air he grabbed a rail from the fire escape to turn his body so he would be facing the man, then landed on a nearby dumpster.

Todd looked at the man, examining his physic and clothing. Trying to pin point his personality, It seemed dark.

The Blue circle on his chest was now fully revealed as Galaxy stood up, totally lighting the space in front of them with a blue tinge.

"Who are you?" Todd questioned. He expected something rough, something that would come out of a 'bad guys' mouth, but why was he taking down these guys? The thought pulsed in his head.

Rascalov cleaned his long, black, claw-like nails on his shirt, blowing on them and then wiping them to shine them as he waited patiently. He heard the sound of feet impacting against concrete and he turned to see a male about two years older then him. He raised a snowy white eyebrow and smirked at him in a welcoming manner. The man asked him who he was, curiosity on the man's face. He chucked humorlessly to himself and shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner. "The name is Rascalov. I'm not exactly a new citizen here but I am a new hero" he said as he licked his fangs with his purple tongue before closing his mouth and turning to look at the entrance to the alley, an expectant expression on his face.

Todd looked at the man. He was trying not to stare, but the sight of fangs and long black finger nails kinda freaked him out. The motion of his tongue and the cleaning of his claws just screamed Villain. That is why his reply was confusing.

"So, you live here? And your a hero, what can you do?" Todd asked, trying to keep it some what under wraps. But it was apparent that he had some sort of ability. People don't just go out and beat thugs up without a wild card. "And they certainly don't dress like that." Todd thought, then watched as the man looked at the allies entrance. "Waiting for someone?"

He looked back at the man and raised a white eyebrow, giving him an amused look when he asked if he lived here. "Why yes, in fact I do live here. I have lived here for the past 30 years and I've had my powers for the past 15 but I mostly kept to myself until recently" he said with a shrug of his shoulders, telling him a complete and utter lie but acting in a way that made it come off as the truth as he turned back to the allies entrance, obviously waiting for someone to come. He had tapped his right. black-clawed index finger across his left, leather-covered bicep in a random pattern as he waited. He turned back to Todd and nodded his head. "Yes, in fact I am. I called the cops and am waiting for them to come. After all, I can't risk these morons waking up and getting away" he said as he waved a hand dismissively to the downed drug dealers.

Todd looked at the dealers, they were all knocked out cold, even if they did wake up, Todd wondered if they could even stand after the beating they had taken.

"So what are your Powers then?" Todd asked, he remembered the mans speed when he had took down the druggies, It seemed impressive. But the clothing, fangs and long nails made Todd wonder even more. He hasn't seen people dress like he does in a while. A question about his age popped into Todd's mind. Then he looked at the ally entrance, "Where are the police? They usually jump right on this kinda stuff." He thought. But then a cell block full of drug dealers jumped in his memory. The police always took care of people like this, its really not a wonder that they are taking so long. Todd sighed and put his palm to his forehead, "What is this city coming to?" The thought rang out.

Then questions about the man just kept jumping in Todd's mind.

"What inspired you to be a Hero...?" Hoping the question would answer another... are you some kind or renegade? Todd almost asked it but then heard the police sirens in the distance.

Rascalov turned back to the man and gave him an annoyed expression, apparently starting to get irritated by the questions. Was his appearance really so unusual for a hero to have? It must be, if this person just kept asking him questions that he really had no business asking. After all, if he wanted to beat up these morons, what did it matter to this obvious goodie-goodie boy scout. Deciding he has had enough of answering the man's questions, he just turned back to the entrance of the alley, his ears twitching a bit at the sound of sirens. He smirked when he heard the sirens a placed his hands in his jeans pockets and started walking away from the scene, feeling a bit better now that he didn't have to stick around any longer and play a game of 20 Questions with this REAL Hero.

The dark ally seemed to magnify the police sirens as the strange hero began to walk away. Todd wondered why he didn't answer his questions. Maybe he was talking a little much, but what would you expect from a hero that just ran into another? Todd seemed it was natural to wonder about what other people can do. It was a part of life that actually seemed interesting.

As the man walked away, Todd began to walk after him. The sound of his feet hitting the cement where beginning to be drowned out by the loud noise of the police cars. "They seem to be making up for lost time" Todd thought. Then decided to keep up with the fancy fellow from the roof tops. He didn't like seeing the police, or at least them seeing him. Most of his work was done in secret, and that is just how he intended to keep it.

The questions he had just begged to be answered. Todd turned around quickly and ran toward the dumpster that he was standing on earlier. Once his feet hit the plastic lid he jumped from there and grabbed onto the fire escape to pull himself up. He just scaled the metal fire escape to the top and then stretched out an energy glowing arm to latch onto the building top edge, then pulled and jumped once more and finally his feet hit the top of the roofs.

He silently ran to the edge of the roof and gazed over to watch the man walk away. In the near distance he could see the flashing lights clearing the darkness for the police cars. Todd wondered if the 'hero' was going to stop and talk to them, is so he might be there for a while. A sigh almost came out of Galaxy's mouth after his tummy growled.

Rascalov was walking away when a rather attractive red-headed female police officer went up to him to ask him a few questions. He stopped in his tracks when she asked him who he was, in which he replied "The name is Rascalov, my dear" with what could be considered a dashing smile as he gave her a gentlemanly bow and kissed her hand. The woman kept up a good composure though she did blush slightly, which gave away her innermost thoughts. She continued to ask him questions, like why he stopped the drug dealers, in which case he told her he was just doing his duty as a new hero and all that. When she had enough of the questions, she shook hands with him, discreetly giving him her number with the handshake before going off to arrest the downed-and-out drug dealers. He chuckled to himself as he read the phone number before placing it in his pocket and walking away from the scene of the crime with a smirk on his face. As this went on, he was unaware of the guy that was still following him.

(OOC: Sorry its so short)

The roof tops where dark and cool, Todd could almost see his breath in front of his face. It fluctuated a little as he sighed at the exchange of questions. He wondered how someone like this guy could attract the ladies. But then rushed over to the next roof, trying to fallow the man bellow.