Hello everyone, I'm back! Some of you may have noticed that the chapters were updated. I decided to 'fix' the chapters a little bit before adding a new chapter. Sorry for such a long wait!

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Static Shock. Please don't be mean and sue me, I don't even have the enough money to afford a lawyer.

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Richie's New, Dark Friend

Chapter 8: Honourable Misfits

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Rolling over, Naomi sleepily glanced at the clock. 10:52 am glared back at her in the darkness created from her blinds. Yelping in surprise and anguish, Naomi nearly leapt out of bed. 10:52 am! Naomi mentally screamed at herself. Not even caring about taking the blankets off her, Naomi dashed out of her bed and into her bathroom. Naomi wanted to smack her head into the bathroom mirror. She couldn't believe she slept in so late, she was supposed to meet Rain and the others at 11:30 am, and then go out with Richie at noon! How was she to make them both in time!?

Jumping out of her clothes and into the shower, Naomi didn't even wait until the water warmed up. Shivering, she scrubbed her hair and body as quickly as the human possibly can do without severe injury. Nearly tripping twice, Naomi flew out of the shower, hair in one towel, her body wrapped in another. Rummaging through her drawers and closet, Naomi managed to find a decent, though plain, outfit. Slipping into her plain black skirt, and equally plain pale blue blouse, Naomi heard the doorbell ring.

Racing down the stairs as she awkwardly put on comfy white socks on, Naomi covered her eyes with her hand as she opened the door. Hearing the sounds of laughing and chuckling, Naomi smiled saying, "What?" Feeling a few sets of hands on her shoulders, Naomi was lightly pushed, or led, back into the house. Only uncovering her eyes when she heard the door being shut, Naomi's smile grew when she saw her friends.

"You look… nice," Tabby said between laughs. Naomi and everyone else laughed as well. Naomi knew she looked winded, she hadn't brushed her hair yet, and knew it was disarrayed.

Touching her still wet hair lightly, Naomi asked, "that bad?"

Sarah snorted loudly. "Worse," she answered. Then, after giving Naomi a one over, asked, "what's with the 'Plain Jane' outfit?"

Taking her hairbrush out of the pocket of her skirt, Naomi led everyone to the living room. Smiling when Maya took the brush from her, Naomi sat down in front of Maya, on the floor, as everyone else took their seats. Now answering Sarah's question, Naomi replied, "well, I wanted an outfit I didn't care if it got slightly ruined when I 'changed' it, and also the outfit has the perfect design for my costume." Sarah nodded.

While Maya gently, but still strongly enough to comb through the tangles, brushed Naomi's hair, Rain went straight to business. "All right, now that we're here, let's get to work." Looking at Naomi, she added, "how are you for time?"

Giving Maya her ribbons and elastics, Naomi replied, "well, I am meeting my friend at noon, and that's when I'll get those glasses. You guys will have to leave around quarter or ten to. Good thing I had changed the costumes beforehand." Naomi had decided to keep the identity of Richie a secret, mainly because if he knew about them, then he would learn that Naomi hadn't been completely honest with him. The others were okay with that, as long as Naomi said it was okay.

"Sure," Will said, smiling his kind smile of his. Using his authoritarian voice, he added, "all right people, get into positions!" Slightly fascinated, Naomi watched as Sarah, Tobey and Tabby stuck at their arms.

"Since Dustin is not here today, he has been taken out of the pool," Rain said, her voice matching William's. "And Tobey represents Maya as well, since they are partners. You may start."

Moving their forearms up and down, Tobey, Tabby, and Sarah called out seriously "Rock! Paper! Scissors!" When 'scissors' was called, their arms stopped moving and everyone looked at their hands. Tabby and Sarah's hands were both balled into a fist, while Tobey's hand was flat, fingers together.

"Paper beats rock, Tobey and Maya will face Static!" William exclaimed, as Tobey and Maya cheered, while Tabby and Sarah looked slightly disappointed. Everyone laughed, enjoying themselves. Everyone had decided it wasn't fair if it was ten against two, so they planned beforehand to choose who would fight them. And the best way to do decide that was with a game.

"All right, now for the second pool!" Rain said. Giving Naomi an almost look of concern, she added, "Nomes, you sure you want to be in the pool? You do have a date today." Naomi nodded, her beads clinking together; she had kept those beaded braids in. "I made the costumes, at least let me be in the pool."

"All right. Rain is representing me as well, so let's go!" Will said, watching Rain with that look he only ever uses for her. Moving their arms, Claire, Keith, Rain, and Naomi shouted out "Rock! Paper! Scissors!" With the final arm swing, everyone's arm stop. Naomi and Claire both had their hands in fists, while Rain and Keith had two fingers out.

"Rock beats scissors! Naomi and Claire will face off alone!" William said smiling, before adding, "Go!" Three arm swings later, Claire had a flat hand, while Naomi had two fingers sticking out. "Scissors beats paper! Naomi will be the one to face Gear!"

Naomi didn't look exactly the happiest, but it was what she had chosen. Smiling at them all, Naomi said, "I'll be at the park by our school, so I should expect you guys around 1:30ish? Not to sound rude, but I think you guys should be going now, okay?" No one argued, as they got up, heading for the door. Whoever shut the door behind them said, "see you".

Sighing, Naomi went into the kitchen, hungry. Richie should be here soon…

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Getting everyone's attention, Tobey asked, while they were walking, "hey, do you think that's Naomi's friend?" Everyone looked to see a nerdy blonde boy around their age, holding a small bag, walking towards where they had just left. He glanced at them for a second, before turning his head back to the direction he was heading.

"Could be…," Rain said, watching him carefully. They all watched him as they walked out of this suburban neighbourhood.

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Hearing the knock from the kitchen, Naomi called out, "It's open Richie!" Leaving the kitchen, Naomi smiled sweetly when she saw Richie closing the door behind him. Seeing the smile, Richie sheepishly smiled back, blushing a little. "Hey."

"Hey yourself," Naomi replied. Peeking behind him, where his arms were, Naomi asked, "what do you have there?"

Looking over his shoulder, behind him, Richie's smile grew. Bringing his arms in front of him, showing the small bag, he said, "here." Face brightening, Naomi asked, "is this…?" Richie nodded.

Snatching the bag out of his hands, Naomi raced to the living room, sitting down on one of the many couches. Waiting for Richie to follow, Naomi smile grew even more. Sitting down beside her, Richie gave her a nod to tell her that she could open it. Opening it, and then digging her hand into the bag, Naomi pulled out a pair of sunglasses. Examining them slowly, Naomi said breathlessly, "they're beautiful." She knew this was amazing craftsmanship, and couldn't wait to test them out.

Standing up, arm out to accept hers, Richie asked, "Shall we?" Laughing at his dorkiness, Naomi stood up with him. She didn't take his arm, and Richie was slightly disappointed, but didn't say anything. Following him to the door, Naomi took a deep breath, as she closed her eyes, placing the glasses on her nose. Letting Richie guide her by lightly pushing her with his hand on the dip of her back, Richie led her outside. Keeping the door open, just in case Naomi would have to run back inside, Richie said, "okay, open your eyes."

Opening her eyes, Naomi marvelled at what she saw. All her senses told her it was high noon, yet her eyes could only see the darkness of night. Turning around slowly, her eyes were convinced that it was the night. It was perfect, even looking around, or over, or under them, all her eyes could see was the night. As long she kept these glasses on, she would no problems with going outside. Her anxious face brightened immediately with a large, happy grin. Turning around to face, Richie was thrilled to see Naomi grinning greatly.

"They work perfectly!" Naomi exclaimed happily, jumping on Richie, nearly knocking him over, in such of a strange, but welcomed, hug. "Th-thanks," Richie replied, still a little shocked, wrapping his arms around Naomi's waist, more securely. It was aggravating that Naomi would never allow him to know where she drew her lines, but that was one of her many charms.

Mutually letting go of each other, Richie shyly reached out for Naomi's hand. He couldn't but help but wonder if her nails had always been painted black. Not objecting, Naomi accepted his hand, holding it loosely, yet securely. That was how Naomi acted with Richie; loosely holding onto him, yet it was secure enough that he wouldn't be going anywhere. Smiling some more, Richie asked, "shall we go to the park now?" Nodding, Naomi allowed him to lead her once more.

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Naomi didn't regret her decision. She had a wonderful time with Richie. Walking peacefully with Richie, Naomi glanced at the clock on the library's entrance. Those hands ticking slowly revealed it was 1:29 pm. Watching the minute hand move to the six, Naomi began to hear shouts and screams. Right on time. Naomi thought smugly.

"What was that?" Richie asked, looking surprised. Naomi shook her head, trying to act just as surprised, not trusting herself to speak. Turning to where they had heard the screams, they saw a horde of people running towards them. Hearing someone shout 'it's the meta-humans!', Naomi and Richie saw a group eight or nine marching around displaying their powers freely, terrorizing the civilians.

Since Naomi was trying to hold down her laughter, she didn't notice Richie sigh sadly, and vice-versa. Naomi couldn't help herself, she thought they looked hilarious trying to act all menacing. Richie sighed because he was sad that new bang babies just had to first show up on his date.

As the panicked horde of civilians rushed past them, Naomi purposely got swept with them. Little did she know, Richie, who could have caught her, didn't hinder Naomi from distancing them, since it would be easier if they were separated. When each of them thought they were further apart enough from the other, they each slipped away to disguise themselves. Luckily Richie always carried around Backpack, as well as his costume, in his backpack. But even with some of the costume already on, a precaution Virgil and him decided on long ago, it was still ridiculously difficult to get the damn costume on! Richie would have been seething with jealously if he knew how easily it was for Naomi, and her friends, to put their costumes on. (Dustin, the designer of the clothes, and Naomi, the maker, made sure that the costumes were easy to put on and take off.)

Glancing all around, judging to see if anyone would catch her in the act, Naomi pulled the ribbons out of her hair, letting her slowly darkening hair cascade out and down her back. Loosely wrapping those ribbons around her legs, with the ends lying on her shoes, Naomi changed them. Instead of black ribbons and suede slip-on's, they were black ballet-esc boots with black ribbon attached to them wrapped tightly around her legs to mid-calf in the way ballerina's would criss-cross them. Touching her plain black skirt, Naomi changed it so it was a flowing, full black skirt that now reached past her knees, a few layers of dark pink crinoline underneath. Changing her blouse to a nice shade of maroon tank top, made of very sturdy material, and the sleeves became stripped black and the same dark pink of her crinoline arm warmers. Closing her eyes, Naomi took off her glasses, changing them into a black leather choker with blood red bat wings dangling from it. As her eyes and hair became pure black, Naomi darkened her lip-gloss and eye shadow immensely; hoping darker make-up would conceal her identity better.

Now fully disguised, Naomi, in the chaos of it all, managed to join her friends without being noticed. Well, she hoped it had gone on unnoticed. She would have been relieved to know that not only no one notice in sneak in, but also not even notice the total amount of people changing.

Just as one of them ask Naomi how'd they look, Virgil and Richie, as Static and Gear of course, flew in powers blazing. From the crowd of people still there in the park gave out a unanimous cheer. A few of their group, namely Tabby and Sarah, snorted at the crowd's response. Everyone else smiled, or smirked, at their retort.

Trying to sound cool, Static jested, "Why did you take so long to show yourselves? Afraid?" He smirked at his own insult. Gear shook his head; Static was too cocky sometimes. Though he couldn't blame him today, he was just so ecstatic with the arrival of some new bang babies.

"Well, we wanted you two to have a time to yourselves to peacefully fight crime before we kick your asses!" Came Tabby's retort. The others didn't even try to hold their laughter or snickering down.

Enraged by what she had said, Static sunk down, Gear following, just hovering above the ground. "You would say that since it's all of you against us two. We'll defeat you all anyway." Static was egging them on, and Gear wondered if they could defeat them all. They had never beaten a group this big.

Laughter came from the group, before Naomi, feeling more confident for some reason, most likely from her friends backing her, replied, "Don't worry, big boys. You'll only need to fight me, and these two. We want to beat you two fairly." Maya and Tobey moved to Naomi's side, as she gestured to them.

Maya and Tobey had matching costumes, which resembled the last gymnastic uniforms they wore that they actually liked. Made of a light, form-fitting, almost completely skin tight, and flexible, but very durable material, Maya's was dark pink while Tobey's was a dark green, and they complimented very nicely. Each shirt closed by overlapping one side, with a latch at the neck with a cool looking cat or dog head as the button at the end. Maya's sleeves ended right before her elbows, while Tobey's ended at the mid of his very muscular biceps. On the back of each shirt was a sick, wild looking design of a dog and a cat, depending on who it was, in a neon tint of the opposite's colour. Each of their pants ended just below their knees, and Maya had a skirt overtop of her pants ending at her mid thigh with slits on each side. Also, each had slip-on boots that ended at the top of their ankles, as well as leather finger-less gloves that do up with a latch. Maya's braided hair was done up in a high pony, while Tobey's hair was gelled back, and each of them had pointy masks that covered the area around their eyes, hiding their identity well. In these outfits, Naomi could see, and was surprised, that Maya and Tobey were so muscular.

"Yeah? And who are you guys?" Gear asked, watching as the two animal-like people with their matching costumes moved to face Virgil, and as the girl that spoke face himself. The rest of the group started, slightly, moving backwards, so they could have more room.

"The name's Dark Angel," the girl with the long raven hair said. Now closer to him, Gear could see that this bang baby, this 'Dark Angel', was very attractive, similar to Naomi.

"Mine's Catseye," the animal boy, who did remind you of a cat, said, smiling, revealing his fanged teeth.

"And I'm his partner… Wolves Dancer," the animal girl added, smiling her fanged smile as well. Maya took a hold of Tobey's hand, giving it a loving, though she didn't realize it was loving, squeeze. Tobey returned the squeeze, turning his smile to her. It went unnoticed by Static and Gear, but not of their friends, who were wondering about the change of Maya's name.

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"Umm, Maya?" Tobey called hesitantly, getting her attention, as she was lost in thought. It was just after practise and they were working extra, since competition was quickly approaching.

Turning around, a little out of it, stopping her stretching. "Yes?" Maya stood up then, to begin her standing up stretches.

"Tomorrow's the big day, huh," Tobey said, talking about showing themselves as bang babies. He sounded a bit weird, Maya thought so anyway.

"Yeah, so?"

"Nervous?" Maya shrugged, trying to hide the fact that she was terrified. Of course she never could hide anything from him. "Maya…"

"Okay, okay, I'm terrified." She lowered her head, a little ashamed that she was scared.

"Yeah… me too." Maya's head snapped up, surprised. Tobey didn't admit his emotions often, something must be up. Then he added, "About your name…"

Maya snapped. "Oh, don't you start now! There's nothing wrong with-"

"Whoa, whoa." Tobey said, his arm raised defensively. Taking a hold of Maya's tense shoulders gently, he added, "I wasn't trying to pick a fight."

Looking at his caring face, as well as hearing that gentle voice, Maya's shoulders relaxed, lowering. "I know you weren't, sorry."

Giving a half shrug, Tobey said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking. What about 'Wolves Dancer'?" Maya's face lightens.

"Wolves Dancer?" Tobey nods, smiling. "I don't… hate it." Giving Tobey a warm smile, Maya shrugged his hands off her shoulders. He knew that she was actually really grateful.

"So, should we start with lifts or throws?"

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"Oh yeah?" Static said, his tone arrogant, breaking their rare tender moment. Remembering where they were, they swiftly let go of the other's hands. As Static rushed towards them, his hands crackling with electricity, Catseye's linked arms threw Wolves Dancer, on bent knees, into the air. Surprised by how high she flew, he watched her fly over him rolling, smiling, and pointing to where her partner was. Reminded, Static returned his gaze back to Catseye, only to see him extremely close to himself before he was punched so strongly in the gut that he flew off his discus, right to where Wolves Dancer landed perfectly.

Watching Static get hit one more time, Gear flew after him. He didn't even move a metre when a very large black energy force field halted him from going any further. Winding around, Gear saw his opponent, hand glowing with the same energy as the force field. Smirking, she said, with a great amount of boldness, "You're not going anywhere."

Smiling, but still worried for his friend, he replied, "Yeah? Let's just see." Reading the data analysis from backpack, Gear read that there was a not even a one percent amount of energy used in that force field compared to the energy levels coming from her. Gear internally sighed, it would take a lot of effort to get her to drop that force field, and she knew it, telling from that cocky smirk on her face.

Discreetly taking one of his capturing balls out, he threw it at her as hard as he could. Seeing Dark Angel's eyebrows rise in surprise, Gear silently cheered. That was until she caught the thing. Gear watched, in anguish, as it desperately tried to wrap its tentacles around her as it bubbled painfully. Within less than a minute the poor thing had been completely melted. Seeing the flashes of red, in danger and warning, on his mask from backpack, Gear was quite frightful. From what he'd seen, and from the information backpack had analysed, he knew that he would be easily defeated, or worse completely melted in her dark energy.

Backing away slightly, Gear was forcibly stopped. Turning his head so he could see behind him, Gear saw what stopped him: arms from the force field. Feeling his skin burn, like it was on fire, from where the arms of energy were holding him, Gear didn't even try to struggle. Lowered to the ground, the arms broke off the force field, connecting to the ground. Strangely enough, he was in a comfortable sitting position, aside from the burning sensation. Glancing to the side, he saw Dark Angel standing beside him, smiling her cocky, and mocking, smile.

"You could have grabbed with that force field at anytime right?" Gear asked, giving her an embarrassed smile. Her smiling growing into a grin, he watched as she sat down beside him.

"Well, I wanted you to know before I defeated you that you stood no chance against me," she said, raising her hand. When her hand dropped seconds later, the force field was gone, and Gear could see Static, Catseye, and Wolves Dancer again. "I want you to see Static's defeat as well," she added.

And sure enough, there was Static on one knee, weakly defending himself against the two. Though he was fairing better, since the other two had some burn marks, not to mention that both of their hair was sticking up hysterically. All around them were craters where Static had missed. Firing a large bolt of electricity, Gear saw he was running on low. Just as it was about to hit them, Catseye flung his partner so strangely and then took most of the blow, because he couldn't dodge properly in time. But that was quite the throw, since Wolves Dancer hit Static right on, causing them to roll in a sort of brawl. When they stopped though, Static was on the bottom unconscious, covered in bruises and cuts.

Standing up, Dark Angel pointed her finger at Gear's chest. Slightly cringing, thinking he was going to die, Gear watched in shock and intrigue while she wrote a word on his chest in dark energy. In big, bold, burning letters was the word 'loser'. Striding over to the unconscious Static, she also wrote the word 'loser' on his chest. Then, with a flick of her wrist, Gear was set free from his bounds. Standing up, Gear was confused.

"You're free to go. We defeated you guys, there's no need to continue, right?" one of the others said.

Slowly walking towards his fallen friend, cautious, he asked his opponent, "that's it?" Behind her, he saw that Wolves Dancer was helping the barely injured Catseye up. Backpack confirmed it, their costumes were electricity resistant. They had been prepared, impressive.

Picking Static up, with a little difficulty, Dark Angel replied, "that's it. Though you're going to feel burning on your chest for a couple of days." Smiling she added, as Gear was flying away. "See you soon!"

Returning to the group, Naomi, Tobey, and Maya were greeted with cheers. Seeing newsreporters approaching, everyone quickly dispersed, not giving any of them a chance for a 'close-up'. When Naomi was sure that no one was following her, or would see her, she reverted her costume, quickly putting on her sunglasses before she braided her hair with her ribbons back in. Naomi then went in search for Richie, hoping she would be able to find him.

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Richie flew off to their gas station, lying Virgil down on one of the counters. After backpack gave him the okay that Virgil will live, needing no medical attention. Richie, who remembered that Naomi was still at the park, flew back as fast as he could, hopeful that Virgil would wake soon, and Naomi wouldn't be suspicious. Arriving there, he quickly changed back into his civvies, without notice. Not even five minutes wandering around, did he see Naomi walking around as well, looking for something, most likely him.

"Naomi!" Richie called, waving his arm to catch her gaze. Looking to where she heard her name, Naomi's face immediately brightened when she saw him. Running toward the other, Richie had the urged to hug her and tell how awful he and Virgil had been humiliated. He held it in though.

"Richie, I was looking for you. Can you believe it, those two getting beaten so easily?" Naomi said, sounding astonished. Naomi glanced towards the damaged that Static caused from all his missed shots, so she missed Richie rub his still burning chest, remembering the beautifully cocky Dark Angel.

"Yeah…" Richie said. "I guess our date's ruined." He added with a sour laugh. Taking his arm with hers, Naomi smiled, saying, "You can walk me home." Laughing a true laugh, Richie did just that.

The others also managed to safely escape.

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Claire, hanging onto the talons of Keith as they flew away, said, "That was fun."

Looking down at his best friend, Keith smiled, "Yeah." Passing a few more buildings, he added, "are you okay down there?"

"Yes, but I'm worried when it's our turn," Claire replied, looking up to see him paying attention to what was straight ahead so he wouldn't hit anything.

"You'll be great, we both will. We have each other, and the rest of the group's support," Keith said, hoping he could reassure himself as well.

"You're right…" Claire mumbled to herself, but Keith heard her and smiled. The returned home without a glitch.

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Tabby and Sarah just took some of their costume off and switched it with the other. Smirking, Sarah said, "I'm glad I forgot to bring our civilian clothes, I get to see you less clothed than normal."

"I would almost think you did this on purpose if you weren't such a ditz," Tabby replied, hooking her arm with her girlfriend's. Sarah laughed, bumping their hips together.

Passing a movie theatre, Sarah asked, "wanna go to a movie? There's this new gory flick that I heard may actually be good."

"Sure, think we can get in for free if we flirt enough?" Tabby asked, smiling, shaking her hips to an non-existent song.

"Probably," Sarah replied, kissing her on the lips before they got in line.

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Rain and William who lived five minutes from each other, live close by, so they just went home. After each one went home and changed, William asked, at his house, "do you want to stay for dinner?"

Picking at one of her bracelets, Rain thought about it. "Sure, but dinner won't be for a few hours."

"That's what a movie is for," Will replied, smiling his kindest, and slightly mischievous smile. Laughing, Rain allowed him to lead her to the living room.

During the movie, there was a silent, mutual agreement when he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, as she leaned into him.

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Running into a single handicapped washroom, Maya and Tobey hid in there. "You okay?" Maya asked, as she locked the door.

"Yeah," Tobey replied, taking off his gloves, before unbuttoning the latch on his shirt. "You?" Maya nodded, as she followed his example.

Looking into the mirror, Maya winced. "I look terrible." Turning the cold knob, Tobey chuckled.

Taking off his burnt in odd places shirt, Tobey said, "I could've told you that." Feeling cold water being splashed onto him, Tobey ducked away. "Hey! Cats hate water!"

"I know. And you don't look so hot yourself," Maya said, laughing as she splashed more water at him. Dodging, Tobey managed to manoeuvre so that he was close enough that he could splash her as well. Squealing, Maya moved to the other side of the sink, so that they were opposite the other.

More splashing, squealing, laughing, and running around ensued, including Maya's shirt being pulled off, before they found themselves with Maya forced against a wall, Tobey flushed against her. Each of their breaths coming in huffs, warming the other, even though there were soaked from splashing each other so. Feeling herself being lifted, Maya wrapped arms around his shoulders, as her legs circled around his waist. Bare skins pressed against the other, the two brought their heads closer, mouths about to touch when…

Three loud bangs came from the door, before a voice called through, "is someone in there?"

"Yeah!" Maya called back, since they were in the woman's handicapped washroom. Brought back to reality, they looked at each other with embarrassed and ashamed looks. What would they have done? Letting go of Tobey's waist, he lowered Maya down onto the ground. They then changed in opposite ends of the room, an awkward silence between them. They left together, but they didn't speak once, too shy and embarrassed.

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Hotstreak deciding to stay underground until Naomi was his, went to the park, in disguise of course. He was surprised to find a new group of bang babies. But really made his day was that not only did they totally cream those two losers, but also did it so easily and with only a small amount of people. The animal twins were pretty strong considering that their powers were actually weak.

But who really caught his attention was this 'Dark Angel' girl. True he didn't get an extremely good look at her, but he had to admit, the similarities between her and Naomi so many. Her height, her build, her black hair, those small beaded braids, the way she walked… He could go on forever. Not to mention he saw Naomi right after Dark Angel disappeared, in the park. Though her hair is grey now, there must be a connection… but what?

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Yeah, I finished another chapter! Sorry it took so long. I hope people can forgive me. There was some action in this chapter, and more to come. Also, I won't describe what everyone's costumes look like until they actually have to fight. I kind of hope that the flashback wasn't too awkward in there, maybe I shouldn't have written it in italics? I bet you can guess who the couples will be for my original characters. And what about Hotstreak at the end of this chapter? Please review and I'll update as fast as I can!

Reviewers:

LaBOBuren: that's true, though people can be hyper and psycho at the same time. Try not to be hyper and psycho at the same time in your next review (if you do review [I wouldn't expect it since I've been gone so long). I can only handle one at a time. As for Richie being yours, you can have him, if you either become a cartoon character like him, or if you win legal rights over him. Thanks for the review!

J. E. Chadwick: thank you for both reviews! I was trying to write differently, but now mostly I write in third person, so now it's all the same. It is easier. Don't worry, I haven't given up on this, I'm too stubborn. No matter how long it takes, I will finish this.

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