“Hurry up before NiRa comes!” One of the men said

Bette smirked, standing behind the man, “Already here boys,” She slowly circled the men who let the women go, “Listen…” Bette leaned over and asked the miss for her name, “Tina Kennard,” She whispered to Bette, “Give Miss. Kennard here her purse back. If you do not wish to do that, that is perfectly fine,” Bette super sped up towards the guy who had the purse, startling the man. She was face to face with him now, keeping an eye on the other guy with her peripherals, even though she knew he would not make a move. “However, the other option is death,” She looked the man in the eyes, seeing his fear, “Your choice,” Bette said and stepped back confidently; waiting for the man’s pick. She wouldn’t actually kill him, but she knew he would think she would; she was definitely capable.

 He walked slowly towards Miss. Kennard and handed her the purse, then stepped back to where he was originally standing.

“You have a cell phone Miss. Kennard?” She nodded her head and grabbed it out of her purse, handing it to Bette, Bette dialed 9-11, and turned around so she could talk but still keep an eye on the other three; she knew none of them would move. When she was done she gave Miss. Kennard her cell phone back, and super sped towards the two men, pining them both up against the wall, “You guys know that I will catch you, so why do you still do this shit?” Bette had to watch how much pressure she put on them, her super strength could easily shove them through the wall, or break their arms. She could hear the sirens coming down the street, and a moment later two police cars appeared in front of the open alley the four of them were in. Two police men made their way down the alley, guns drawn, “Put your hands up now!”

“Don’t worry officer’s I got them,” The police put their guns away when they got close enough to confirm NiRa was still there; she usually left the perps tied to something or unconscious, but for some reason she wanted to show off her abilities to the young Tina Kennard. The police jogged down the alley towards them.