Not at all unnerved by the electricity now crackling at his feet, the masked form of the Silencer leapt from his position in the building and plummeted towards the earth below. A loud rumble that shook the ground signaled his impact and he raced across the street towards the police station.

By now, any passing pedestrians were fleeing the scene and some authorities were bold enough to try and shoot down the mysterious attacker quickly approaching them. Without a word, the Silencer allowed the bullets to meet his rushing form, his body passing through the onslaught much to the cop’s surprise. He continued his chase as he phased into the walls of the station until he was now inside the main building.

Reaching to his hip, the masked man brought forward a four-barreled revolver that was almost fitted to the entirety of his fist. The Death Penalty yearned for bloodshed tonight.

“Get back here!”

Whatever remnants of the police remained were suddenly startled by a new presence and turned to their right. From about a couple of hundred yards, Danelle raced towards the station with a gleam of determination present in her own eyes. Raising her black handgun, she waved it around threateningly, all the while passing by a certain restaurant that was to be used by others in this sad little tale.

“Move it or I start shooting!”