The Creeper, Jack Ryder [RtR] vs..
A loud scream of fright reached Jack's ears as he slept at night. The reporter rose up in his bed, taking the covers off of him. He reached under the right sleeve of his shirt, hesitating for a moment.
"I gotta help 'em out. I'm not good as I am."
Removing a patch, a transformation began to take affect. Jack's skin grew yellow and his hair grin. A wild, mad smile came over his lips as he went into the closet and changed clothes. Laughing like a lunatic, the Creeper opened the bed room window, then jumped out, using a pole to swing off down to the ground.
He ran off down an alley where he saw a woman being smuggled.
"No, no, no. Not so fast, there!" The Creeper upper cuts the guy and takes the pursue away, twirling it on his fingers.
"Here you go lady." The lady screams, takes her pursue, then runs off terrified.
"You're welcome," he calls after her. The purse-snatcher laid on the ground groaning in pain.
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"Ha, what a fragile breed of people."
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