You were out on patrol, leaping between the gaps of buildings, stopping a few muggings. The usual. Then it started to rain. This had caused you to slip when going to jump over a gap between two buildings.

Letting out a yelp of surprise, you fell down with a thump, you landed on something that hurt like a bitch.

“Well.. if it isn’t my favorite little vigilante, that was quite the fall.” An altered voice from those fancy voice changer reached her ears while a masked man, from the nose up, came into view.

Siren.