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She had found her way to yet another alley, to defeat another thief. This one, of course, wasn't in need of death, just a firm warning to get his life in order. Damien had let Tehra go out on her own tonight, claiming he needed time to plan how to handle the situation. So the teen had grabbed her blade, put on her outfit, and headed into the darkness. The town was dead tonight, criminals not in the mood for crimineering, but Tehra enjoyed getting out regardless. She needed the air, needed to be able to fly. How the fallen angel loved her wings, they gave her freedom, and struck confusion and fear into the hearts of criminals. They didn't believe in angels, and seeing one before them was quite shocking.

Tehra held the stolen credit cards and documents in her hands, the criminal running off to process whether or not he had seen her. She looked down at them absentmindedly, searching for a name and address. Tehra figured they'd probably want their things back about now. She sighed and folded them up, putting them into her pack. Tehra figured she'd check one or two more alleys before calling it a night.

Tehra narrowed her eyes as she heard a lound clangor just outside the alley. She quickly pocketed the few credit cards she had and bolted out there, her wings flattening the enchance her speed, though she was fast anyway. Tehra looked and saw a few men lying in the streets, and a few left looking shocked. "What the hell.....?" she said softly to herself as she scanned the street, trying to find the source of the sound. Tehra's crimson eyes soon set upon a man in a ridiculous yellow skintight suit. She wanted to laugh, but felt it wasn't a good idea. Who knew what his powers were?

The fallen angel took a few cautious- well more like confused- steps towards the 'hero'. Tehra didn't know if he had seen her yet, and she wasn't sure she wanted him to. The tragic flaw of her guardian outfit was the fact that it lacked a mask. The wings and red eyes might throw someone off for a moment, but the pink curls weren't exactly commonplace. Tehra just assumed no one from school would ever be here. But with this new hero, there was no telling who he was. Tehra figured he was probably just some random person like herself, who who knew in a town like Delmor?

'So he's super fast, and impervious to bullets...' Tehra thought to herself as she stood watching him. She looked around, wishing she had something to cover her face but she knew it was useless. Tehra really should have considered a mask, but they all seemed so silly. It injured her sight. She shook her head slightly, deciding it would be best to go up to him rather than sneak around.

A few steps later, Tehra was standing beside him, her wings made a soft sound as she moved. She turned to look at him, wishing she had the advantage of seeing his face as he did of hers. "Nice job you did there, what's your superhero name, hmmm?" she asked in a soft voice, her crimson eyes meeting his.

Tehra giggled slightly at his heroic pose. She, in turn, rested her large sword across her shoulders and let her wings go as they would. "I'm The Guardian..." she smiled at him. "How long have you been heroing... I'm here almost every night and have never seen you..." The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

"Well isn't that cute?" Tehra asked as a joke, placing her blade on the ground and resting herself against it. "My career starting about seven, eight months ago? Not here in Delmor though. Think this town's big enough for the two of us?" she asked, still friendly. At least he was a good guy, not a bad guy.

Tehra chuckled lightly in good naturedness. "I see super strength isn't something you obtained?" she asked as she walked over and assisted with the man, taking some of the weight away from The Golden Bullet. "I have to say, you do have a good name.... I like it. Super fast then?"

"Well actually...." Tehra smirked. "Im a fallen angel, I used to be a human, but I'm not anymore. I got the wings, so I get to fly- and Im generally faster stronger and heal faster than a human, and then my blade- its connected to me, so when I use it, it gives me expert fighting ability and makes me stronger. How did you come about yours?" She asked, deciding not to tell him her whole story- it was long, and likely sad to some. She didn't exactly want to say that her sword had killed her,or that she'd died in the first place. Most people didn't like to hear that on a first meeting.