"Oh what I wouldn't do for a few hydrokinetics right now." Fringe mumbled to herself, swinging from building to building, circling the area to see if she couldn't pick out anyone suspicious. As her eyes squinted, the lenses on her mask became clearer, allowing her to see better. She'd just have to autopilot for right now while she searched the area. Hopefully she wouldn't swing into any buildings, or worse yet, the fire itself. 

She didn't spot anyone that could look like a perp, much less a supervillain, but there was one thing that did catch her eye. Little tricks of the light. Warping and bending for only a millisecond in her vision. People there, people gone, or just little shimmers of light. She knew she wasn't fast enough to reach any of them with her current distance and speed, yet she had an idea of what to keep hey eyes peeled for. 

And there it was. 

Not even a fraction of a second. Her lenses, once opaque and solid, became completely transluscent. She needed all of her remarkable vision for this one. One of the shimmers flickered in her eyes again, and her focus honed in on it to reveal what she believed to be her target. A block away, a figure of obsidian, dressed in molten lights walked away from the scene without anyone batting an eye at them. In an instant, the vanished. The other lights in her eyes kept setting her off, but she knew that was her one and only target. However, whatever they were doing could not garuntee that she would be able to catch them. She needed help to get them, and they were already moving further and further away. Back to the building it was.

It was at this point that the building itself was starting to shudder. The heat, engulfing the building in flames, became hard to bare for people without specific powers to combat the heat or the smoke. But that didn't stop Fringe. She was still strong, incredibly so, and if she could zip in and out just to make sure people were out of the building, she'd be happy with the day.