[h1][color=orange][center]Hoverfly[/center][/color][/h1]

The silence was deafening in the night. But at once, something cut through it.

[i]Crunch[/i]

It was a potato chip packet. Chris took them out carefully and crunched down as he watched down below. As far as he knew, everyone was in their set position. Chris liked to hover above the ground on long, boring nights. But tonight was definitely not a long, boring night. This was going to be his first crimefight in ages. He heard a voice over his phone and spoke, rather muffled, into it. [color=orange]"Yeah, I'm ready here in position. See anything on the ground?"[/color]. Chris could see a little way away, also in the air, the demon girl was floating, doing some weird magic stuff with her hands.

Chris floated over to get a better look. A black sphere and some golden thing were floating around her. Chris didn't really get the whole magic thing. It wasn't as if he hadn't been exposed to it at all, it was just a really foreign concept for a country boy from upstate New York. Then again, it was probably a really foreign concept for well, everyone. Everyone who wasn't a demon at least. He cleared his throat and then said to the demon girl, in a curious manner - [color=orange]"Hey, that's really cool. What will that do to the people on the ground, exactly?"[/color]