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Helena wondered where she would go. As she told the old man, she was wondering a bit today. Her work was done, she had no more hours to work, nor would they give her more, and she didn't want to go home. If she went home she wouldn't use electricity to make the bill lower. Without electricity, she wouldn't have much to do besides read and think. The reading part was nice, but if she got to too much thinking, she might start going off the "Path of Good." So, Helena finally decided to go to the bar. It took her a little while to walk there, but she didn't mind since it would get her stronger in the long run. Besides, she had to talk to Lacy, well, Viper, about something.
The time it took Trick to make his decision tore her apart. Yes she could go back to jail and escape, but she wasn't sure she would be able to escape again without being put on a hit list. "Thank you, Trick," Helena said and raced off. Her all black costume was extremely noticeable in the lush green of the park. When she was finally in an empty area, she changed out of her suit and took the brown sack out of her decoy utility belt. She took a piece of the sweet bread and began to eat, but all she could think was I need my utility belt.
"Does this say anything?" Agent asked and showed him her stomach. There were ten claws all along her suit, one even had a bit of blood dripping from the fabric. "It's nothing bad, but it's all I really did in this fight." She didn't know the claws would barely pierce her skin, so her sacrifice was genuine, but she didn't know how to prove it.
"I'll be back like everyone else," Tiger said before falling asleep by the tranquilizer.

Agent backed away from the cops. She knew she was a fugitive, but wasn't she going good? Couldn't they let it go? When Trick dragged her she got a little nervous. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked nervously.
"Does it really matter?" Tiger laughed, flipping in the antigravity. He detached each claw and launched them at a group of kids.

Agent reacted quickly and moved in front of the kids. The claws pierced her costume, but it was able to cut into her skin a bit. Her suit was lined with Kevlar, so bullets and claws were slightly less effective.

"Stop!" she heard a cop call and turned around to see several cops pointing their guns at her as well as at Tiger.
"I didn't ask," Tiger said, landing on both of his feet. They didn't call him Tiger for nothing- his reflexes and balance was phenomenal. "I think I'm going to join you," Tiger said once he saw Agent.

"Then you would stop," Agent said, " I'm not doing this anymore- I've changed."

"Oh yeah? You'll be back," Tiger laughed. He saw a group of kids screaming and raced over to them. He caught one and flung them hard by the arm. "Who wants to fly next?" he growled.
"What does it look like?" Tiger laughed and hopped on top of the monkey bars. "I'm having fun for once!" He flipped across the bars and landed on a slide. A kid slid down and Tiger shredded their jeans, giving them thin cuts.

Helena got to the park and pulled something out of her purse. It was a black capsule. "You'll be good this time," she murmured and pressed it. Her suit came out and she put it on. No one was paying attention to her since Tiger was the more shocking story. She raced to the scene and saw Tiger flipping. Her heart raced. Once the police got there they would be chasing her too.
Tiger chuckled as the kids fell. "I wonder how many of you are brats to your parents." About ten parents stood and rushed to help the children. Immediately phones were out recording and calling 911. Children started running to their parents, but some people weren't even aware of what was going on. On a loose bridge that connected two platforms, Tiger cut the chains, letting about three more kids fall. On the monkey bars, Tiger shoved kids, hard, sending them flying about ten feet.

Helena was at the panadería, picking up a few pieces of break. "Adonde vas?" the old man asked.

"Oh, no sé." The breaking news alert directed both of their attention to the television. It showed Tiger attacking children and parents at the park.

"Voy a ir al parqué," Helena muttered and said, "Gracias!" She was off with a small brown sack of bread, racing to the park.
"You don't have...?" Helena began and looked down at the prosthetics. She chuckled a bit, "I guess that's why you're so quiet." Helena pushed herself off of the wall. "I need to get home, I'll see you later, Trick." With that, Helena was off through the streets. She could feel her stomach growl, but tried to think of something else. Perhaps her neighbor could spare a bit of good. She shook her head slowly. Willpower is stronger than any muscle.

About a week later, Tiger stood in the center of a park. Many parents had their children. He chuckled a bit. Everyone was happy. People glanced at him but overall didn't pay too much attention. It wasn't like he wasn't a known hero. The only difference today was his costume. Rather than a mostly orange costume, it was black with orange stripes. "They don't know what's coming." He laughed and ran to the playing equipment. The claws on his gloves were slightly longer and sharper now. Kids climbed up ropes to huge pirate ships. Tiger chuckled and climbed his way to the top. People smiled at the right of him, despite his new costume, and the kids were delighted. Some of the younger ones even called out, "Kitty!" He chuckled and cut the rope, letting about six kids fall on each other.
Helena instinctively put her fists up when she heard a noise from the alleyway, but quickly relaxed when she recognized Trick. "I broke her window," Helena admitted, "when I fought in her bar. And I broke tables and glasses. I know it costs more to fix that, but it's a start." She leaned against a wall and sighed. "I guess I had some sort of grand idea the moment I stopped stealing and fighting all of my problems would be solved. I forgot how hard real life is," Helena chuckled crudely, shaking her head.
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