A/N: Did anyone else watch "Walk on the Wild Side"? I happened to adore it. We even got to see the Brotherhood! Except Pietro. My favorite! As good as the episode is, that is simply unacceptable. That's why I wrote this.

Dedicated to my muse, Phoenix Angel Suyari. You're a doll.

Who Is That Masked Man?

Pietro sat on the couch, alone, grumbling as he watched the most recent news of The Bayville Sirens.

"They're psychos! That's what they are." He leapt to his feet, cursing as he kicked over the coffee table. His arms flailed as he started talking to himself. "I'm ten times better than they could ever hope to be. They don't have attitude, the speed or the style. Okay, maybe the do have the style. Which makes them hot, and they are hot. And being able to have an impact on crime is pretty impressive. Wait - where was I?"

He grit his teeth as the memory flashed before him, "The Sirens. I can do better than that."

A grin came to the boy's face. That's right, he could do better than those five girls. And he was determined to prove it.

"Black boots… check."

"Black leather pants… check."

"Black long sleeve shirt… check."

"Black gloves… check."

"Black trench coat… check."

"Black helmet… check." He shook his head as he looked at the protective device. "What. A. Shame. Such a travesty I have to hide this face, but a guy's got to keep his secret." He strapped the helmet on and looked at himself in the mirror. Pietro tilted his head, examining his body from nearly every angle. God, I look like something out the "The Crow". Except for the helmet.

Finally satisfied with his newest secret identity, Pietro smiled. Bayville was about to meet its newest vigilante hero.

Sorry, but I could only put out an introduction. Besides, I need to confer with someone on what should happen. But have no fear, the next chapters/hijacks will come reasonably quick. If you like, think of each chapter break as a commercial. I'll even write commercials for all of you if you like.