[b]Tiger - City Slums[/b] 

Similar screams began to arise from outside of Anthony's apartment. These noises interrupted his much needed sleep. The cowboy was not pleased by this abrupt interruption. Anthony grunted as he stood and stared out his blinds. He saw some of his neighbors running both ways across his apartment.

Suddenly, a teen - one of Anthony's friends - knocked on his apartment window. "Dude! Sum' guy just came fly in' into a trash can, it's rad bro!!" He said from outside the apartment. Anthony jumped back after closing his blinds and zipped open his backpack to pull out both his uniform and his weapon. 

After putting on his bandana and most-trustworthy hat, he covered both hands with LexCorp gloves and holstered his fancy revolver. "Giddy-up, let's go!" He told himself as he exited through the back of his home, ending up in a dark one-exit alleyway. He started through run through the crowd, nobody really noticing his get up due to their fear of what they had just seen. "He just came flying an-"

"Yea, she told me one of em' metas threw hi-"

"I saw her over there, but I don't exactly rememb-"

Tiger heard this over and over from many different people as he followed the clues. He looked at the trajectory of the the flying body and followed its path. As an exceptional marksman and tracker, it wasn't too hard to find the initial contact point, and the criminal.

He was actually capable of coming up behind the girl and pointed his gun at her. She didn't seen too villainous, bit matched the numerous descriptions people echoed through the community. "Madam, I need you to put yur hands up for me and turn around. I heard you been a naughty girl today, throwin' people across buildings and stuff. That's no way to act now, now is it?" 

"You meta humans always causin trouble ain't ya"