The four remaining heard laughter, and a tall man stepped out of the shadows twenty feet away. As the man came forward, they saw that he was dressed in a gold-bronze colored jumpsuit and was wearing a hood. He came slowly forward towards the group, and the remaining four backed away. Little did they know, the group was being approached by Eagle, an as of yet unknown villain among the city, but none the less very powerful. When Eagle reached the fallen one, he bent down and picked up the pocket knife. He opened it and stabbed the air in front of him. Much to the surprise of the four targets, the one in front clutched at his stomach, blood seeping between his fingers. He fell to the ground in pain.
At this point, one of the three left started yelling for help. He was silenced by Eagle with a slit across his neck, again from several feet away, out of reach certainly. He was not silenced soon enough, however, and two police officers came running to the parking lot. Eagle turned his attention on them. Eagle swung the knife in the empty air in front of him, felling one officer quickly enough. The other thought they were under fire, moved and crouched behind the single car in the parking lot. Eagle jabbed down in the empty air, and the car window shattered. Eagle yelled in surprise and pain at his bloody right hand.
Meanwhile, the police officer called for backup. Before the help arrived, Eagle had lept over the car and killed the officer. Eagle heard sirens, and lept back over to the other side of the car. Two police cars rolled into the lot, and eight officers got out, guns drawn. Eagle got up and stabbed one from thirty feet away. The officers opened fire, but Eagle had ducked behind the car again.
By looking under the car, Eagle could see the feet and sometimes knees of the seven remaining officers. He took a jab at a foot and the officer stood up in pain and surprise. Eagle stabbed him in the chest. He killed one more this way, when the officers called for more backup and started to retreat. Eagle started heading back towards the shadows to leave, but a figure jumped down from the now nearby building. The figure was dressed as a ninja, Turon.
Eagle had only heard of Turon once, but knew it was him. He stabbed out at Turon, but he had
moved, and Eagles' hand and arm reverbrated as though he had struck the wall.
the knife was broken now as well. Eagle cursed, and started to climb the wall, hoping to get away
from Turon. A dagger flew through the air and struck eagles already hurt right hand. He fell to
the ground. He grabbed the dagger and lashed out blindly, keeping the dagger and staggering away.
He thought he must have hit Turon, since he was not pursued. He got away moments before police
surrounded the area.
Eagle (Evil) has won this battle!