The Gavel was on their way to reconvene with Fallen Demon in Cohndale in an armored combined truck and trailer provided by the WillCorps. Beatdown was driving the truck while Dendrite sat next to him in front. She had called shotgun and nobody had a good reason for her to sit the trailer, so it wasn't an issue. Joan, Black River, and Crann Bethadh sat in the trailer, resting from their battle with the the Steamboat Saints, who they had all easily agreed had been their most insane opponents outside of some politicians.
"Joan, why are we going to Demon instead of having him come to us?" Crann Bethadh asked as she sat back in her seat.
"I have a feeling about this, Crann. Trust me." Joan replied.
Black River gained an incredulous look under his mask.
"That's it? You seem off your game, ma'am. Anything you think you should be more open about?" He questioned.
"Shut up." Joan snapped at him.
In the front, Beatdown drove the vehicle quite well, though he did think it was probably good that he had Dendrite to spot anything that might slip by him as he drove. Dendrite seemed kind of unnerved, looking out the window with a dry expression that reeked with discontent.
"You doing well, Gabby?" He asked.
She turned to him.
"Well...I didn't have a dream last night. I almost always have something I can remember. I dozed off at one point when I was alone. I wish I hadn't. There was just...nothing." She said.
"Well...maybe it's exactly that; Nothing. Did you consider that?"
Dendrite didn't respond. She seemed distant, once again staring off.
"Feed fish to a giraffe!!!" Squirrel Man shrieked.
"Shut up!" A man yelled at him.
Squirrel Man was standing on a table in the middle of a large open room. He was continuing to aggravate the members of the Chinese American mob who had the misfortune of being around.
"This phone has become a hot bath!!!"
"Shut up!" Several men yelled.
"You know what show is really underrated? Holmes and Yoyo! And Work It! It exposed the dancing yellow elaphant in the sky!!!"
"Tommy, throw him the freezer!" A man yelled annoyed, his hands over his ears.
"I would rather shoot him." A man named Tommy said while reaching for his handgun.
"No...the Mormon will be here soon. We can't have a white man's corpse on the floor when he gets here."
"Angelina Jolie should be hanged! Brad is flawless according to that magazine I read!" Squirrel Man said as he began to throw small tomatoes at people's crotches.
"Where did he get those?!" Another man questioned as he dodged a tiny tomato.
"He must of gotten into the pantry when we weren't looking!" Tommy yelled as he pulled the masked weirdo off of the table.
"I like...boogers." The first man said.
The other few men in the room looked at him perplexed.
"What did you say, Paul?" Tommy asked.
"I like boogers on my bagel." Paul said, gaining a silly grin.
"I...like my bagels...in my butt!" Tommy said, "Peach cobbler should have no boogers though!"
The other men in the room bursted out in laughter, rolling on the floor. Tommy let go of Squirrel Man, who began to throw more small tomatoes at their crotches.
"Uh oh! Tomato!" Paul squealed as he stripped down to his underwear.
The other men in the room stripped as well and began to form a conga line.
"The Harlem Shake is awesome!!! Buy more tricycles!!! Speak Pig Latin!!!"
"Such is the way of the ancient ones!!!" The mob members cheered, "We are gods! We are the empire! We are...the Rapids!!!"
"Ugh, I can't stand it when places won't give me some scotch..." Maul grumbled.
She was walking through the mostly barren streets of Cohndale, having left the diner where she had eaten breakfast. It had been a mostly pleasant experience, at least by her standards, until she learned they didn't serve alcohol. Now she wanted an outlet to let her frustrations out on. A fight is what she wanted. She noticed the town library as she walked. A large, broad shouldered man in a heavy black coat and sunglasses stood in front of the front entrance next to a sign that read 'Closed for the day due to renovations'.
"He must be the security" she said to herself with a smirk, "That's just perfect. Should be fun."
Maul confidently treaded up to the man standing by the entrance to the library and raised her fist at him.
"Let me in. Or you go to the emergency room, ding dong!" She sneered.
The man calmly lowered his sunglasses and looked her over before grinning widely.
"You just want to tussle, eh? Well...bring it!" He laughed, snapping his knuckles.
"Let's see if you can handle a real woman then!" She grinned.
The two began to repeatedly punch and grab one another, knocking each other into the snow and wrestling in it. A nearby teenager recorded them onto his phone to upload to DailyMotion. His YouTube account had been suspended earlier that year, so he used other video websites. Maul began to get really, really into her fight, as did the guy. The kid was shocked when the two emerged from a snow bank with torn up clothes, now making out as they continued to pummel each other. The teenager ran away afraid. It was never his intention to make a porn and he wasn't going to risk it. A police car pulled up and two female cops exited it, having seen the fight break out from afar.
"Stop! Police!" One of them called out at them.
The two ignored the cops and continued their activity.
"Isn't that Henderson Chasing Wind?" The other cop asked her partner.
"Yeah. The kid from the wrestling team. I haven't seen him since graduation!" The first cop said.
"Daisy, we better use force on these two before they...ya know...'public indecency' and that stuff..."
The first cop was silent, her mouth hanging open.
"Daisy?" the cop asked, "Daisy, what are you...oh."
They were too late. The tossled snow now had more than simply blood on it now, If you catch my drift.
Police cars were parked all around the perimeter of a high school were a super-powered being had been reported to be wreaking havoc. The wind was cold and the sky was cloudy. It was a middle class area, though it was well maintained.
"Oi, is it one of the ones I be hearing about on the news?" A bearded cop asked his partner as they exited their car.
"I haven't a clue!" His skinny partner replied, "Just that some youngsters said she was a quite ugly lady without a hair upon her noggin!"
"I say...we must be careful then. We should keep by the car if she needs a good ramming from us bobbies."
An official with a microphone began to speak towards the building.
"Attention, you intruder! Decease from the building at once or we shall come in to get you ourselves! You are covered at all flanks, so do the responsible thing and surrender into our custody!"
Suddenly, a window at the top of the school shattered as the decrepit monstress busted through it and descended to the ground. She quickly ran forward and began to slash at many officers.
"What the devil?! Shoot her! Beat her down! Hurry!" The official yelled out.
The various police attacked the bald menace as quickly as they could. The two cops who had just exited their car hopped in and honked for everyone to get out of their way, but the fight made too much noise. The official turned to yell at them, but was bitten by their opponent, who leapt at him from behind. His ear came off wish a small gush of blood. But then it was over, the policemen and policewomen were able to grab her and incapacitate her before throwing her into the back of an armored police vehicle.
"I am Thyrst!!!" She screamed as they locked her inside, "I will consume it all!!! It is not over!!!"