[i]"We interrupt our current story to bring you a special news bulletin. Chaos has erupted in the streets as the street gang known as the Neo-Ronin are in the process of a major crime spree. We turn to our anchor in the field for more on this story."[/i] [i] "Thanks Tony. We're here at the scene of the crime where criminals have held up the Fey National Bank here at Pearl Lane, escaping the scene with a stolen armored truck. The culprits are suspected to be the Neo-Ronin, a street gang which have risen to prominence following their theft of high tech weaponry during the recent Game Genie crisis. This is the latest in a string of theft these hoodlums have participated in, but this time the police have reason to suspect that these thieves are in league with a local metahuman criminal. No matter the case, while the police insist that the matter is being well handled, people are hoping that these thieves will draw out the latest hero to take up residence in Pacific Point, the alien heroine known as..."[/i] [color=MediumOrchid][h1][center]Voyager[/center][/h1][/color] "[i]Chikushō[/i]!" the masked Neo-Ronin swore as the armored car gave a sharp turn, nearly throwing him off the roof. "Hanzo, who taught you how to fucking drive!?!" "You want me to show down and let them shoot you?" Hanzo screamed back, inadvertently making his point by ducking his head back inside the window to dodge a hail of gunfire from the pursuing police. "I'd settle for trying not to throw us off the damned truck!" another masked thug riding the roof of the car retorted, raking the pursuers with gunfire. "Where's our support anyway, we called in riders fifteen minutes ago." "Not like we really need 'em," came a female voice from the passenger's side, followed by a loud bang as something was launched from the same window with a soft [i]'foomp'[/i]. It struck the hood of a squad car with a static crackle and arced electricity across the body. The roof riders winced as a fireball erupted from the engine block of the pursuing car as it rapidly dropped out of the chase. "But a little backup would be nice if she shows up again," the woman continued, ducking into the truck to avoid a retaliatory volley. Screeching tires nearly drowned out the sirens and the gunfire as the car made another sharp turn onto a residential street, only to be joined by the roar of motors as two motorcycles pulled in from the side streets, their riders wearing yellow riding jackets with kanji on the backs. Giving their friends in the truck a quick thumbs-up, the pair of them drew out machine pistols and backed up to engage the cop cars. The two masked Neo-Ronin shouted curses at the police in celebration before the first rider's bike exploded underneath him in a burst of color, flinging him away. The second rider swerved only to meet the same fate, tumbling head over heels before landing in a pile of garbage outside of an apartment complex. Both of the Neo-Ronin recognized the purple afterglow of those explosions. "What the hell happened?" Hanzo the driver demanded. "Shut up and drive! Before-" [color=MediumOrchid]"[i]Domo arigato![/i]"[/color] The vehicle swerved dangerously as the purple and black-clad Voyager made her three-point landing on the roof of the speeding truck, the Psibarriers on her legs still crackling with energy as she stood up. Smiling confidently at the awestruck Neo-Ronin, she started to charge up her energy, the steady glow of her Psionics reflecting off her new purple-tinted goggles. [color=MediumOrchid]"I like the truck but I do not think you nice people are using it properly."[/color] Swinging their guns around to attack, the Neo-Ronin were put on the defensive as the half-alien blasted the weapons out of their hands. Taking a moment to wag her finger at them like a scolding parent, she effortlessly dodged under a wild hay-maker from the first. Throwing up a Psibarrier to block a sword swipe from the second, she swept the legs of the first thug and aimed a double Psiblast at the sword wielder, blasting him off the roof and into a hedge surrounding a statue the chase took them by.Hearing an audible click behind her, she ducked in time as a spindly ball fired by the passenger sailed over her head and exploded into a net that wrapped around the statue, responding with a blind Psiblast at the fancy weapon the passenger held "" the girl swore in Japanese as the weapon was nearly blasted out of her hand. "" [color=MediumOrchid]"" [/color]Voyager responded, flinging another Psiblast which only narrowly missed the rude gesture the passenger was making. [color=MediumOrchid]""[/color] Almost on cue, the hatch on the roof swung open and someone started clambering out. Voyager waited for a pair of steel-clad hands to emerge and shielded her eyes in advance, but was surprised when four fuzzy arms gripped the sides of the hatch instead, followed by a muscular [url=http://pre02.deviantart.net/c7b3/th/pre/f/2015/132/3/8/narcanna_spider_small_rant_by_ionic44-d8t4g1w.png]tarantula girl[/url] in a tank top. [color=MediumOrchid]"...Fangs?"[/color] the half-alien asked in disbelief. [color=MediumOrchid]"But I thought Fullbright was..."[/color] "Brighty has the flu!" Fangs gleefully reported, flexing her arms and stretching up to her full height, a whole head taller then Voyager. "She said if I took over I could have half of the haul!" [color=MediumOrchid]"That was nice of he-[i]urrrk![/i]"[/color] Voyager said, cut short as one of Fangs' extra arms landed in her stomach, winding her. [color=MediumOrchid]"I thought she gave away everything she stole."[/color] "Well she said a quarter, but hey I deserve half, I'm doing all the work!" Fangs admitted, hoisting Voyager overhead only for the half-alien to stagger her with a Psiblast and slip out of her grip. [color=MediumOrchid]"Well, I guess that's fair." [/color]Voyager scrambled to her feet and threw up her Psibarriers in time to see Fangs effortlessly rip the hatch off the top and throw it at her, barely missing and smashing into someone's expensive new car. Already off-balance from the dodge, the car swerved at high speed again as Voyager felt her legs give out as she nearly tumbled off the side, only for Fangs to bound over, grab her by the leg, and yank her back onto the roof with a violent thud. [color=MediumOrchid]"Whew, thanks,"[/color] Voyager said breathlessly. [color=MediumOrchid]"Quite noble of you!"[/color] "Can't have you getting away before I pound you fair and square!" Fangs declared, her sharp teeth gleaming as she charged in again. [color=MediumOrchid]"Okay, slightly less noble, but I will take."[/color] Trading Psibarrier for blow in a flurry of movement, Voyager nearly got the upper hand before Fangs cracked her furry head into her, stunning her long enough to grapple her with all four arms, wrapping around the half-alien's arms and legs "Better luck next time, Squids!" Fangs said smugly. Looking around, she noticed the truck coming up to a street alongside the pier, where the water was within throwing distance. "Hmm...how about a little dip in the ocean?" [color=MediumOrchid]"Maybe...ergh...later?" [/color]Voyager struggled to say. "Nah, I could use a workout," the tarantula girl said, winding up for the toss. "Have a nice swim!" "Don't worry boss I got her!" The Neo-Ronin in the cab poked her head out with the launcher in hand, ready to fight. Seizing an opening, Voyager charged and fired her Psibeam at the weapon. With a shriek the Neo-Ronin discharged the launcher, which struck the much larger Fangs square in the chest. Realizing what had happened, Fangs had just enough time to give the Neo-Ronin a look of utter contempt before the bomb detonated, launching the cussing Tarantula girl into the ocean. At a lost for words, the Neo-Ronin girl did nothing but turn white as a sheet as Voyager got to her feet and made an acrobatic leap into the passenger side window, landing in the space between the getaway driver and the shell-shocked passenger. [color=MediumOrchid] "Well, Fangs is gonna be ticked once she gets back, will she not?"[/color] Voyager said to the driver, who was unsure how to react to the conversational tone. "Oh, and could you pull over?" Glancing briefly between Voyager and his passenger, who was still pale as a sheet and staring forward blankly, he gave in with a tired sigh. "Okay, you win, I'll stop. I hate working with these guys anyway." [color=MediumOrchid]"Yeah, they do not seem reliable..."[/color] "Tell me about it. Um, could you scooch over though? You're sitting in the way of the gear shift." --- "...and if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you by the state," the officer finished reciting as he cuffed the last Neo-Ronin. "Do you understand the rights I have read you?" [color=MediumOrchid]"Yes!"[/color] "...I'm talking to them, Voyager." [color=MediumOrchid]"Oh right, sorry,"[/color] Voyager said with a slight blush. "Right...well, did you?" "Yes," the Neo-Ronin crowded into the back of the police van chorused as the getaway driver took his spot in between a slime-covered biker and the still shell-shocked passenger. The doors were slammed shut as the van started to pull away, heading back down the pier side road. "Thanks again for your help, Voyager," one of the policemen stepped in. "Couldn't have gotten them without you." [color=MediumOrchid]"Aw, it was nothing,"[/color] Voyager grinned, crossing her legs shyly. "Shame we couldn't get Fangs into custody, though," the first officer grumbled. "We're searching the water, but I wouldn't be surprised if she was long gone by now." [color=MediumOrchid]"We will get her eventually, do not be discouraged!"[/color] Voyager said confidently before glancing at the setting sun. [color=MediumOrchid]"Oh [i]hu'tegh[/i], it is getting late, I need to get going. See you guys later!"[/color] The policemen waved after her as she ran off before they began returning to their vehicles. "...was she speaking Klingon?" one of the cops asked his partner as they piled into the cruiser. "Trying too hard to keep up the alien gimmick," the partner concluded. "Well, at least she's on our side." "Damn right. Donut?"