Legion was still slightly brooding as he traveled via rooftops, flipping and dashing over pipe-lines and lamp posts everytime he ran out of roof. He wasn't necessarily scared of fighting Alloy - the boy was hesitant, and that could easily be manipulated. No, he was more worried about potentially having to take out someone he considered a 'friend', or even a younger brother figure. Legion wasn't afraid of death, nor did he care much about causing it. But...what he did dislike was doing something he didn't want to do. Case is...if Bane over jumps the cautious boundaries Legion had put up years ago...then there might just be a battle. A bloody battle that may end with two deaths.

[b]"Jesus Christ... Ho...wha... Someone subdue this freak already! We already have problems with the arsonist on top!"[/b]

The crackled voice of a policeman's distorted, yet freaked out voice crinkled through his comm link, causing Legion to momentarily pause on top of a lamppost. While running, he had changed into his armored form as to delete any option of anyone figuring out his identity, and his mouth tweaked slightly underneath his intimidating helmet. The cyborg flipped open his own blade and stared down into it's glowing, laser-like blade. Hell...he had a day to spare. It could be Alloy in trouble again, as well. Growling under his breath, Legion mentally hacked into the comm's signal, gaining the coordinates of the small group of policemen that had started to close in on the 'freak'. 

Without a word, the the cyborg disappeared.

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"Not Alloy...but someone else."

Let it be known that Legion didn't care much about anyone else other than him, and to a point, Alloy. However, he hated bullies, and law enforcement officers in general. That is why he felt absolutely no mercy, nor pleasure in his actions.

[i]"...We are Legion. We are Many. And...you are dead."[/i] Legion slowly walked out of an alleyway, the only sound coming from him was the metallic clink of his feet, and the humming of his blade as it sliced through a stray bullet that had come too close. Suddenly, he disappeared in an explosion of particles, uncloaking behind a paranoid police officer.

"W-what? There's another of 'e-" The officer began, only to cough on his own blood. Slowly, he looked down, to where a crimson-red blade was sticking out of his chest. Spinning eratically, Legion slipped his sword from the corpse's body and dashed forward, bringing his blade upward to slice another officer from his waist up. Before they could recover from the surprise attack, Legion cloaked once more, flipping away from his position and speaking up from behind the other sword-user.

[i]"...I am Legion. Remember us, as we will be watching."[/i] His voice crackled away, and he reappeared in front a third officer, uncloaked and his fist planted firmly in the man's stomach. Retracting his metallic 'claws', Legion gave the swordsman a glance before slinking into the nearby shadows, to watch the swordsman take out the rest of the back-up squadron.