«We Could be Heroes»

both the mugger and the mugee stared at him confused."Of course" the thug said. Grabbing the womans bag and yanking on it.
Well, this talking isn't going to work. Crow sighed as he got ready to shapeshift. I hope he won't chop off my wing. I hope that lady will run as soon as he's distracted.... He thought as he transformed into a crow. He instantly flew at the thug's face, cawing wildly.
 
Well, this talking isn't going to work. Crow sighed as he got ready to shapeshift. I hope he won't chop off my wing. I hope that lady will run as soon as he's distracted.... He thought as he transformed into a crow. He instantly flew at the thug's face, cawing wildly.
Surprised, the thug jumped back. The woman swung her large purse and hit him over the head then took off down the street.
 
The thug stumbled back and once the woman was gone ran up the alley away from Crow.
 
Surprised, the thug jumped back. The woman swung her large purse and hit him over the head then took off down the street.

The thug stumbled back and once the woman was gone ran up the alley away from Crow.
Crow landed on the ground and preened a feather. He looked over at Noel to make sure she wasn't hurt, then transformed into a human once again. He walked up the street and stood in front of Tom, his arms crossed over his chest. "Why didn't you help me?" he asked evenly, staring at him.
 
"Ash?" Tayn said confused. Why was her sister here? Tayn stared at her sister who sat on the other side of the table calmly watching her. There was something off about her but Tayn couldn't decide what it was. after sitting there silently for what seemed like forever Ash took a piece of paper off her clipboard and placed it on the table. slowly pushing it toward her. "Do you know who this is?" Ash asked. It was a picture of the man who Tayn had accidentally killed last night.
 
Sammy sat in the interrogation room, fidgeting wildly. Her eyes darted everywhere and she felt like crying. I'm sure they'll let you out if you prove you're innocent.... Why did I have to shoot fire at that Octo-Guy? I'm stupid, I should've just ran..... My arm still hurts from that blood sample. Grr, this is a weird jail. Why am I wearing boots? Her thought process was crazy, flickering to and fro. She often did this when under pressure.
The door swung open and banged against the wall.
 

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