Slowly, drawing a quiet breath, Green Skull peered through the sights of his paintball gun. The target was moving again, but he already knew this warehouse was the man's final destination. He'd been tracking this guy for days now, trying to discover where the Clowns had been taking the young men and women they'd been kidnapping. Now he'd found them.
There were three of them, guarding close to a dozen small cages. Cages that contained a small fortune in victims of human trafficking. They were obviously Clowns, their garish masks making them look like second rate henchmen from a Batman comic. The victims cowered away from their captors, pressing themselves back against the bars in an attempt to avoid the attention of the mask wearing crooks.
The gun barely made a sound, just three quiet pffts as Green Skull sent a trio of paintballs hurtling towards the man he'd been tracking. The first and second detonated against the guy's jacket, smearing the black leather with neon green paint and causing him to cry out in shock and pain as he whirled round, looking for the source of the attack. That's when the third ball struck, slamming into the comically large red nose, before bursting and spraying the green paint directly into the guy's eyes. The paint was Green Skull's own formula, a kind of pepper spray in bright green form.
As the first guy collapsed to his knees, howling in agony as he clutched at his burning eyes, Green Skull broke cover and charged his companions, snatching a set of handcuffs from his pocket as he ran. Holding the cuffs around his hand, he used them as an improvised set of brass knuckles, dropping the first Clown he reached with a swift flurry of punches before clapping one of the cuffs around his wrist. He stood upright and caught the leg of the third Clown as a kick was aimed at his head. He wrapped his other arm around the guys leg, trapping him in an ankle lock before violently twisting and separating the joint with a satisfying snap.
Keeping a firm grip of the guy's foot, Green Skull dragged him to his companion and snapped the other end of the cuffs closed around his damaged ankle, before turning his attention back towards his original target. He was still on his knees, rubbing at his eyes as Green Skull's steel toe capped boot slammed into his forhead, pitching his unconscious form onto his back.
A quick search of the three men unearthed two cell phones and the keys to the cages. Green Skull turned away from the men and hurled one of the phones against the warehouse wall, shattering it, before removing the back of the second one and removing the sim card. He pocketed the sim for later study, before dropping the phone beside the Clown with the cuffed wrist. "The only number this phone will call now is 911." He said, the moutless mask muffling his voice. "You're going to call it, right now, and confess your sins." He began heading for the warehouse door once more, before casually tossing the keys into one of the cages. "Oh, and once you do, you should pray the cops arrive before they find the right key and let themselves out. Either way, justice will be served tonight."
He left the warehouse, ignoring the cries of terror from behind him. Once he was clear of the building Green Skull paused to check his watch. "Shit." He breathed, he was late, late for the meeting he'd arranged. Lowering his head, he broke into a run, not stopping until he reached the abandoned factory he'd chosen.
Within he was confronted with an awesome sight, some of the best Champion City had to offer were standing, or sitting within. Many of them better, more proficient crimefighters than he himself could ever hope to be, but they'd all answered his call.
"The others?" He asked Ninja, feeling a swell of disappointment as the Japanese man gave an almost imperceptable shake of his head. "Never mind, let's just hope they're running late too."
"Sorry to keep you all waiting." He said, turning to address the room at large. "I am sure you can all appreciate that sometimes our work needs to be put first. Can I assume Ninja has already brought you up to speed as to the purpose of this gathering?"