AllanThere was a strong feeling growing inside Allan as he walked through one of Greenfield's poorer neighborhoods. It wasn't something he usually felt in these areas, but this time he could tell someone was watching him. As he laid down on the roof of an obviously stolen vehicle Allan could only wonder why someone would stare at him. As two men walked out of the house the same car with missing wheels were in front of, Allan found the source of the unnerving eyes. He clutched his duffle bag instinctively before greeting them. "Hey wassup guys. Nice cars." several other vehicles with missing tires and other components lay in the yard.
The confused angry looks on the two who stepped out were expected. He saw a gun on the waist of one of the men. They weren't afraid of showing what they were packing at all. "Get the fuck off the car and give me that bag." he simply stated right hand near the pistol. Allan frowned getting off the car but still had his bag close. He wasn't just here to antagonize a few upstanding citizens. Not long ago he interrogated a few gang bangers that were trying to steal from the new meat. A few singed buttocks and heads made them quite talkative. This was going exactly as expected. "Alright give me the shit."
"Hey chill out. I'm just hear to talk to you about these cars. I talked to a few people around here a-" Allan heard to sound of the safety coming off as a pistol was drawn on him. Naturally he stayed silent and tossed the rather light bag over. The only unarmed person opened it up quickly and looked confused. "Hey be careful its a family heirloom."
"Its a goddamn stick!" the annoyance in his voice rose as the armed man just sighed. "What are we going to do with this?"
"Burn." on command fire erupted from the bag in the faces of the two gangmembers. The sudden explosion sent them back screaming not sure whether or not they were on fire. Allan jumped over the car and over to the bag grabbing what they called a simple stick. "I think its time for me to put on my real going out clothes." he said with a
winkThe staff itself turned into pure light as it engulfed the transforming hero blinding the viewer. It took only moments, but when the light diminished the staff was gone and now a man dressed in clothes more fit for a gothic lolita stood proud as dark purple flames surrounded him. The two men on the ground could barely figure what the hell was really going on. All they could ask was "Who are you?"
Allan grinned as he began his poses. "I am the dark before the dawn, the light that shines through the clouds. I am the bringer of peace and justice to this world! You have a problem with that?" He winked as he pointed at them silently cursing himself for the lame delivery. Allan knew there were likely more inside and there would be a battle. Not many criminals enjoyed surrendering to a guy in a dress.