Hawk honestly did not like this woman. Their bi-nightly fights got tiring. He just wanted to get her behind bars and be done with this. Of course things were never quite so easy. No she was a great fighter and those claws hurt like a mother. He had claw marks all over his back and not in the good way. No she had torn his old suit to bits. This was was a lot tougher than the last one and should resist her claws a bit better. His best bet to beating her was to counter act her speed with his strength. It usually worked to his advantage. Yet here he was fighting her still. 

"You know I am smarter than you. How do you think i found you so easily?" He asked making a hollow boast. She was smarter than he was by a good deal. "If you hand me the jewels we can go walk to the police hand in hand..." He said before he was cut off by the explosion. He slammed against the wall his face getting cut on his cheek. "Ahh. Why the hell do you think I did it?! If I had explosives I wouldn't use them on you!" He yelled before being cut off by the laughing. 

"No.... Not him..." Winters' voice whispered into his earpiece. Before he could ask who the lunatic showed up. Hawk stayed quiet and oddly wanted to protect the woman from this guy. His laughing sounded familar."Well good evening! Welcome to the Show!" The man said coming into focus. He was wearing a white Sunday Suit you would see on a Southern gentleman would wear and his face was covered in horrible scars . His tone of voice made it sound like he was always laughing.

"I see we have two guests in attendance! Some common theif and a wannabe hero. How lovely. Now here is the deal kiddies. I am going to run this twon. You two are going to deal with it or their will be blood in the roads! I am the Gentleman!" He said laughing like a madman. He ran away as he said that. "Whothe hell was that." Hawk asked the woman helping her up. Winters was babbling in his ear."Noo... Not him...." Hawk looked confused.