Something just had to go wrong

The scorching sun of a blue skied Chicago beats down on the normal citizens and super powered beings of the city. The Ranger stands on top of one of the smaller sized building in Chicago smiling softly to himself, having recently become one of the 'elusive' Phantoms. A very unusual and not active in any sort of way type of day, looking around he takes his hood off and runs a hand through his hair before putting the hood back on and standing up straight. Jumping down on the fire escape he slides down it and when he reaches the ground in the ally he looks around hearing a siren going off and laughs grinning to himself. 'Knew it was way to quite around here, something just had to go wrong, I would have loved a burger.' The king of stealth quickly sprints off to the sound of the siren following the cops exactly at the same speed their going. "So what is the situation this time?" He mutters to the cops as they smirk at the young hero and take off trying to out speed the sprinter. This only makes The Ranger laugh and grin then frown as past memories of what happened not even two weeks ago, when he accidently killed Phillip. Sure he was the man, who murdered his parents in cold blood, but the guy still had a life, things to do in his life and he had no right to go and take that from him. He makes the sign of the cross over his body and sighs still sprinting off to the scene of the crime praying god will make haste in his actions and grant him the victory he deserves as well as forgiveness for his actions.

The Ranger arrives at the scene of the crime a few seconds before the cop car does and takes his bow off his back. Slowly walking up to the bank he takes out a regular arrow notching it onto his bow and walking in, he raises an eyebrow notching someone else already there before him which is very odd for he is usually the first to arrive on the scene. Looking around he takes in the surroundings of the scene not saying anything for small talk does not do anything for anyone during a fight except distract them. That and Ranger was never much of a talker while in costume anyway, he watches as the young woman slowly starts to ice the floor to either distract the one with the gun or slip him up. He nods in approval only slightly he notches another regular arrow separating them between his index and middle finger before firing them off as they soar through the air and lodge themselves through the bags of money and stick into the wall, ripped out of the hands of the crooks. "Next time you decide to rob a bank make sure it isn't in The Phantoms city, or you will get caught." He mutters as they look over in surprise and go for their guns.

Though before the two have time to even react The Ranger is upon them and grabs the guns throwing them to the side and ducking underneath any thrown punches. Slipping behind the two he grabs their heads and bashes them together to knock them out watching as they fall to the floor. Sighing he shakes his head and stands up loading another normal arrow and turning to look at the girl and final bank robber, "Need some help there or not?" He asks aiming his bow and arrow at the man with the gun simply giving him the warning that if he makes a move the arrow will go straight at him and not a warning shot in any way, the arrow will go straight into his leg to disable him.

The Ranger watches as the guy drops the gun and laughs very, very, softly as he puts the arrow back up in its quiver. Hearing the cops walk in he shakes his head, "You two are late, yet again." He says in a joking manner, these two cops being the ones that have showed up the last six or seven times he was on a crime scene, smirking as he puts his compound bow on his back with his other bow before crossing his arms. The Ranger watches the scene before him unfold raising an eyebrow at the woman’s display of strength, just now allowing him to watch her in action and taking notice of her features raising an eyebrow. He quickly shakes any thoughts off, which with how his mind is working right now is virtually none, "Hmm you better tell her what she wants to know, does not look like she is one to joke." He says softly in his dark, mysterious, yet smooth and collected voice that is only used while in the guise of The Ranger. His actual voice is defined as that of a siren, lovely, calm, welcoming, and 'perfect', or so it has been said the young college aged man knows nothing of this.

The wind blows through the air and flaps his cape and hood softly making him blink in confusion. The Ranger raises an eyebrow and looks around only to realize it is the wind and calms himself at the strange gust of wind which seems to have come from nowhere. Walking forward he steps over the two knocked out men and picks them up and lugs them over to the cops placing them in their custody as he leans against the wall watching the scene before him unfold in silence taking it all in. The girl is obviously a super powered being like him, the ice and display of strength much greater than his the two most obvious reasons that show this. Though, whom she is, is a different matter altogether for if the girl is good or one of those 'renegade' type supers who do only what they want he does not know

The Ranger rolls his eyes at what the girl says and stands up, getting off of the wall. Looking around the scene he arcs his brow noticing how young the bank robbers actually are which confuses him, why would they need to rob a bank at this age anyway? Don't delinquent kids stick to robbing stores and shoplifting or things like that; honestly sense when did they start going after banks? He wonders to himself only to then see the reporters dash through the building of the bank making him groan and roll his eyes at the hypocritical move the girl made, though bemused slightly as he turns invisible nearly escaping the beating questions that were sure to come. Sprinting out of the bank, at a much slower speed than his top speed, he gets past the reporters and what not whom are all looking around yelling 'Where's the Ranger? Where'd he go, dam it!' and other things like that. Watching the girl and hearing her name he raises an eyebrow, so she is the Pain's daughter Paine ehh? He shakes his head laughing softly to himself having heard of her and watched some of the stuff she did over the television when he had time to sit down and relax, which was not much at all.

Watching her walk away from the scene he reads her facial expressions and the way she moves, realizing she is very depressed and confused on something just as he was a couple weeks ago and still is. Wondering if the confusion is over the bank robbery or something else all together, or at least he tells himself this is why he's running after her, he sprints ahead ending up next to her before turning visible. "The robbery, did you think there was something else going on as well? That maybe just maybe those kids didn't do it themselves?" He asks softly not making eye contact with the girl, ready to disappear and leave to figure it out on his own if she didn't or is too much in a slump to have noticed, getting the vibe she just wants to be left alone. Even though he gets that feeling from the girl he has to ask to either confirm his suspicions on the robbery or to have it turned down and does some side research anyway. It is the way he works now, if he gets a hunch he attacks it like there is no tomorrow wanting everything to go perfect so nothing ends up like that blasted time.

The Ranger raises an eyebrow at girl and sighs hearing the nickname she gives him. Shaking his head as she asks him what he wants realizing he must have asked the question a bit too quietly the first time so this time he asks a bit louder. "The robbery, did you believe it was commissioned or lead by someone else, those kids couldn't have done that by themselves. They were way too scared when we showed up." The Ranger says in his dark, mysterious, low, and breath taking. Noticing the cigarette in her mouth slowly and unnoticeably shaking his head in disapproval having had history of smokers in his family, simply his dad, who had lung cancer for the later part of his life before being killed by Phillip James. The gi-Paine is attractive but that does not change the fact that he does not like smoking, for it only kills you and slowly drags you six feet under if you allow it to go on long enough. Coming out of his slight ‘daze’ he looks over at Paine and waits for her to either answer or to bug off, either would be an acceptable answer because he could easily just go back to the Phantom lair and figure this out on his own. Well, he hopes he can at least, it would be pretty sad if it turns out he has to ask someone else for some help though that does not mean he wouldn’t like some of that said help.

The Ranger waits and listens to what she has to say watching her jump down then looking at her from his height of six foot three. Quickly sizing her up having saw her display of powers already but wanting another check on this girl, the alleged daughter of Pain, to try and get an analysis of what he thinks she can do. After the five seconds that it takes for all of that to run through his head he nods hearing her answer, "good I had hoped I was not the only one to have noticed it." He says thinking to himself for a bit at her question before mentally shrugging and shaking his head physically. "No it is not all, normally I would check something like this out myself but would you mind helping me? If you're as good as people say madem..Paine" The Ranger says even though from all the info The Phantoms, well mainly Stalker Arrow, have on everyone he could have said her real name though that might have aroused suspission. Waiting for an answer he quickly looks around their surroundings nodding his head, knowing it would be a fine place for a training brawl or quick 'grapple' to see if she could pin him in whatever time limit he decides is good enough to see a real display of her power.

The Ranger watches her move forward, waiting, knowing in his mind he should move but allows her to think she will be able to damage him. "Why? Because this is my city miss O'Day, welcome to Chicago, the city protected by The Phantoms. I simply was giving you the chance to help us but now it seems you are simply just a rouge doing what ever the hell you want." He states watching her fingers curl around her neck if she is anything like what he has heard, and was told about by the other Phantoms, she might just decide to squeeze him a bit which would deffinately hurt but his suit should obsorb most of the pain at least. "Come, lift me up, throw me, show to the world that you aren't a hero that you would kill one who was simply asking for you help in something that could possibly save a thousand lives." The Crimson Archer says standing there waiting for her to do what he said saying it so to make her realize either how stupid her idea seems or to actually gode her into doing so and maybe seeing the error of her ways; though the second is more than likely not going to happen.

Because of how close she is his hood shows small features of his face, not all of it is revealed though, like his dashing,'beautiful', brown, eyes his cheekbones and a whisp of his dirty blonde hair. 'It's a game of chess, she has me in check and believes she has one but I have a knight up my sleeve. Now all she has to do is simply let go.' He thinks to himself slightly wondering where the thought came from but shrugs it off and looks straight at her, having nothing else to look at becasue of her fingers around his neck, eyes never faultering, breath never raisesing. Right now The Ranger is the perfect look of a statue, still, calm, colected, at ease, and consius of everything but scared of nothing happening. He can see the good in everyone and always strives to bring it out of them, which is exactly what he is doing her with Paine to maybe get her to do something good and productive in her life instead of trying to kill of her old man or whatever it is she does evil for.

The Ranger grunts feeling himself pushed up into the wall so that his ass is practically sitting on the bricks listening to what she's saying with a frown on his face though it doesn't show because of his hood. As she steps back he stands up a bit only to then be hit in the chest by the smushed drugs, whichever they were he doesn't know, and has to wipe them off; flinging them to the ground he looks up at her. "Thanks for that but I don't smoke..." Ranger mutters underneath his breath inaudible to those without enhanced hearing or some type of gadget that enhances ones hearing. As she starts to walk away he only shakes his head in disaprovale, "you say your not a hero and though that may be true in some cases but there is good in you; so why give away the chance to bring it out even further and show the world what you can do." He mutters unsure if she can hear him or not, it doesn't matter to him if she did or not only that she can't see the good in herself that he can. But then again he always seems to see the good in everyone even if its deep down and they themselves won't admit that they can do good.