He flew down from the sky and hovered over them like one of the ancient gods. Scared, the muggers tried to run, but were too slow.1
He caught them, beat them, and returned a purse to a little old lady, who stood their in awe.2
Hearing the sirens, he flew away, off to save another.3
A Hero's Tale
by archraphaelOn Aug 12 12:07 AM 2005Last login July 4, 2008
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