Literature
Upon National City # 25
(Disclaimer: It is highly recommended that you read the author's notes below before reading this piece.) *** *** ~ Of Bats and Supers ~ *** The city was quiet. Scanning the various streets below, Alex coolly took in the sights from her perch atop the ledge of National City’s tallest building, CatCo, for once enjoying the calm before the storm. Because really, there was always a storm when it came to places like this. National City was no exception. Whenever a hero watched over a city, you knew trouble was never far behind. Not to mention she was here, all dressed up in bat black, and it wasn’t purely pleasure, that’s for sure. The whoosh of displaced air and the muted thud of boots. “You’re a long way from home.” Smirking at the familiarity of the voice, Alex glanced down at the oblivious city dwellers below before looking back over her shoulder to meet the gaze of her companion. “I could have said the same last month,” she said. “It’s not every day a Super leaves her home