Henry ducked behind another old building, peeking behind the corner of the wall to watch the sight before him. He watched the paint spray across an imaginary canvas onto the concrete of a worn down building, abandoned for quite some time. The owner of the paint shook the can before resuming the ‘artwork’ on the wall, further leaving a mark, almost like a mark of territory.

“Just what I needed today,” he mumbled lowly under his breath, a frown pulling down at the corners of his lips. “More crime.”

Henry dug into the pockets of his jeans, pulling out the small container of gum Ray made him carry around for his ‘sidekick responsibilities’. He hid behind the wall again, letting the bubble pop to alter him into his other persona: Kid Danger.

He stepped out from behind the wall, stalking over to the graffiti artist tagging the wall. His steps were slow, precise and calculated with intention. He glanced around at the surrounding area before focusing his attention back on the person in front of him, his presence seeming to go unnoticed.

Kid Danger cleared his throat from behind the painter, waiting to receive the other’s attention. He shifted on his feet, straightening up a bit, hoping he’d appear at least a slightest bit more intimidating.