He stared with eyes wide beneath his mask. How had Trick found him so fast? It had to be the cops outside, they led her here. And now, she was going to take Shirley's life. She was going to take Jack’s revenge from him, knowing full well that it was his purpose to kill this man. Trick said not a word, simply looked at Black Jack with a threatening expression. "Don't do this Trick. Don't make me hurt you." Black Jack's tone was dark. "I'll end you before you can scratch him." 

"Trick, hm? You mean the vigilante? I heard she killed one of your own. Am I correct, Jack?" Shirley seemed unaffected by the fact that there was as word at his throat. "I don't appreciate you killing one of my experiments young woman." The man's eyes narrowed and his hands balled into fists. "Go ahead and try to kill me, child." 

"I'd get out of there if I were you, Trick." Jack grinned but she couldn’t see it beneath his mask. 

A calm Shirley pushed the sword away from his throat and looked down. Now things would get good. Shirley’s muscles began to bulge through his clothes, his hands and feet began to grow, his feet tearing through the leather of his shoes. He began to grow taller and a lot larger in size. A lot like the Incredible Hulk, only without the green. By the time the transformation was over a bulky beast stood in Shirley’s place, his clothes mostly torn off but covering his vitals at least. The beast turned on his heels and struck Trick with great force, if she did not dodge she would be thrown back and slam into a wall. 

Black Jack stood his ground, spinning his bloodied scimitars in hand, readying himself for the fight. “Ugh, you’re ugly either way Shirley, I don’t know why you insist on using that form, old man.” He snickered, “Well I guess I know why.” The young man raised his hand in front of him and gestured with his sword. “Bring it on you ugly ass piece of shit!!”  

Shirley bolted toward Jack and swung a mighty, bulging arm at his head. Black Jack ducked with ease. Although more damage was done in Shirley’s monstrous form, he wasn’t the brightest in this state. Jack thrust his arm forward stabbing Shirley in the stomach. It was but a toothpick to him, doing little damage but still making him bleed. Jack rolled out of the way as the beast attempted to crush his head between his hands. “Ooo so close!” Black Jack joked as he popped up behind Shirley and stabbed him in the back. Shirley roared and turned quickly his hand shot out and grabbed Black Jack by his neck, lifting him off the ground. 

“O-Oh you’ve been practicing I see.” Black Jack stuttered, wheezing a little as Shirley joked him. “I DARE you to try and snap my neck. See what happens ass hat.”