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The Night of Mysterion
It was the middle of the night, two men with some masks were robbing an convenience store. The man behide the cash register was about to hand them the money until a boy with a question mark on his shirk and his face hidden with his purple hood but his mouth is seen. The boy would look at the thieves "Put the weapons down and get on your knees" The thieves laugh Thief 1: let me show this punk that he can't do anything The thief went to punch the kid but he dodge out of the way, grabbed his shirt, pulled him closer and punch him in the face before headbutting the thief, knocking him out Thief 2: Ok that's it The second thief aim his pistol at the boy and fire a bullet at the boys shoulders but not before the boy threw some firecrackers at the thief and soon the firecrackers blew up, the theif's hand blackens as the gun breaks. The thief would cry in man as he held his hand before getting knocked out by the convenience store clerk The clerk would look at the boy to see if he was alright but he was soon gone as the police came. Across the street, on a rooftop. The boy also known as Mysterion was watching the police enter the store as he patches himself up "Fucking hell, wish they could have gotten their soon but who the fuck else is going to stop these low level crimes while everyone else is dealing with gangs, creatures and other things"
Tim would simply be sitting in his office. He looks over the record low crime statistics, followed by record high unemployment. "Yep."
Mysterion sighs as he soon finishes patching himself up "Alright then, better to go find stop some more dickheads"