Spaceman hadn’t been in the city long, maybe about two months, and was still getting use to it. The biggest change was the amount of work, namely super villains. Back in Ohio, heroes are mostly part-timers, keeping dark alleys safe from thugs, and most of the villains are jokes. Here in Astro City, there seemed to be daily occurrences of super-crime, or at least weird-crime. Lately, it has seemed to get even weirder.

Luckily, the afternoon wasn’t as weird as the morning. Spaceman had heard some chatter about anarchist punks were parading and berating in the park. [i]This is more like Ohio villains. Normal. No live-feeds. No energy draining. Just some good old fashioned idiots.[/i]

Spaceman flew over the park, getting a general overview of the situation. He recognized his fellow Irregular, Midas the Golden Man, who was defending the statue of Silver Agent with a tree. He seemed to be holding off the crowd occupying the park. 

On the other side of the park, Spaceman saw a young woman sitting alone on a bench. The red roustabouts were getting closer to her. Deciding that the lone civilian would probably need more help than Midas, Spaceman angled his flight to intercept the hooligans.