BANDITMAN

The cold night air rushes past your body. You are running across the rooftops, ninja style, at a speed no human could ever accomplish. You are a superhero on the prowl. Superman you might not be, but taking out the average street thug is easier than taking candy from a baby.

You whip out a small handheld device. It looks like a phone, except more bulky. The screen displayed some sort of map- locals would recognize it as a map of the city. This was the Supernatural Danger-Sense Amplification and Tracking Device. It was an amazing tool for finding crimes taking place. A blip got significantly nearer as you leaped to an adjacent building. Doing some quick estimation, you guess that it's right in the alley between this building and the next.

Bingo. A few shadows shuffled in the darkness- to your superhuman eyes, that made the dark night seem like broad daylight, you could see two thugs manhandling a woman. They seem to be making some threats.

The lady tries her best to get them to leave, but it's not working. With long hair framing a delicate heart-shaped face, and wearing a fitting and elegant dress, the thugs probably had more than just robbery in mind.