Inside the Mind of the Comic Super villain: Chapter 2

Sebastian Lawrence Rahls strode through the darkness, his athletic form moving like a bird in flight. He had inky black hair that blended into the night and soft blue eyes that repelled it. He felt his suit tightening around his body, shifting as he moved down the city streets. He had an athletic build with only slight definition in his muscles. His suit was a gleaming silver with thin blue lines running up and down his body like circuitry. His destination was near the “Eternal Love Jewelers” where a bombing just occurred. He hoped to catch the culprit soon, but his gut was telling him he was too late. 
To his misfortune, he was correct. Instead of a grandiose villain, there were about a hundred cops and three ambulances in disarray, all scattered about the cold, dark streets. Sebastian spoke in a loud, booming voice that carried itself along the salty air, his somewhat thick accent emphasized by the speakers from a different culture, “Where are the witnesses? What happened here? The league is here!” 
All the sound that was coming from the commotion died quickly, only sounding down to a soft murmur in the air. Cops looked to each other, speaking only in a hushed tone. One of them spoke directly to Sebastian, “Kinetic, I see. Wish you got here sooner.” 
“I heard the police only got notified after the store blew up, let alone us. Why is that? What made this mission so slow?” Sebastian examined the store a few buildings down, the embers and smoke still rising from the carnage. 
“We don’t know, Kinetic,” the cop replied, “All we know is that it’s Scarlet’s work.” 
Sebastian stopped. “Scarlet?” 
“Yes. She escaped on her ship soon after we got here.” 
That name ran clear through Sebastian’s head. Scarlet. He’d never seen the woman personally, but he wasn’t unaware of her exploits and successes. She was practically a celebrity with how infamous she was. Despite that, even the hero league had struggled finding her ship. It never stayed in one place for too long, and it only docked in a few places that were confidential to Sebastian. He was not authorized to fight her. The only villain scarier to Sebastian than her was her father, Hammer, and he hasn’t surfaced in a long time. For all Sebastian knows, he’s dead. 
“Kinetic.” The cop broke Sebastian’s train of thought. “We have most of this covered. We’re sorry that you came here for no reason.” 
Sebastian waved the comment off. “Better safe than sorry. I am happy you are alive rather than dead. I must go.” With that, he left, moving back down the street. 
The world moved into dead silence. A soft bubbling determination rose in his gut. He didn’t do anything. He couldn’t do anything. He had to do something. He stopped at the former jewelers, looking into the wreckage. It’s obvious that anybody inside wouldn’t have survived, and that only made Sebastian more cross. 
He resolved to not let what went down slide, and he moved into the wreckage. He did not care for all the heat radiating from embers, but his determination was too intense to ignore. Beams of wood leaned against former counters, shattered glass littered the floor, and smoke clouded the air. 
Amid the chaos, Sebastian found a piece of opportunity in the form of what looked like the wreckage of a security camera. He examined it, trying to be light with it as to not burn himself. The exterior was covered in smoke, but it was mostly intact, to his surprise. The thing that shocked him the most was the fact that the little camera had a small, foreign device strapped onto it. The little device was small, attaching to the camera only barely, for when he touched it, the device detached cleanly and easily off it. Sebastian stashed the little piece of metal and plastic with him before leaving, dodging a piece of smoldering wood before dashing into the cold night.