It was not to often she walked in central park. She had always worked way to much with the bar and while she did enjoy working for Samual it left her with a lot of free time. She had come to the park thinking it might give her comfort and help her sort things out in her mind. She had never told Sam but she had no desire to work in his bar forever, she wanted to make something of herself and bars well she loved them lacked much room for upward advancement unless you owned the place.

She realized suddenly that she had wondered further in then she intended when she heard a familiar laugh. Her head swept around to see where the man was and once she saw him she saw he was not alone. Not only that she recognized each one of them as patrons she had dealt with earlier in the day. She had to cut them off and call them a cab to ensure they did not drive. It had taken the bouncer and herself to eject the three and even then they had ended up calling the cops. They had left before the cops arrived however.

She bolted, shooting between two of the men as quickly and suddenly as she could. She made it half way to the street just out of good view before she felt the hand grab her shoulder and pull her back. She screamed but a hand covered her mouth quickly after.

The one whose laugh she knew moved in front of her with a wide smile on her face. "None of that, we don't want you hurt after all but your going to make us very rich mutant" he said tracing a finger from her chin down the v of her shirt. She struggled but whoever had her left her little room to do much and her kicks back only feeble hit her captors shin, not having the room to kick her true target.

With the mob around the Haven building acting up (and with the new knowledge that her security was run by Jude out of all people), Sveta had returned to doing some vigilante work. Not quite full time, like she used to before, but let's face it, she had a lot of free time on her hands, having few friends and basically no life. Tonight, she had been following some low level goons on her night off, hoping they would slip up and give her something to work with.

They did.

She'd lost them for a while in the park; the place was full of shadows, and lacking great vantage points like the city blocks had. It was the scream, quickly cut off, that led Sveta in the right direction, to some young woman struggling with the three men at the edge of the park. Sveta sighed.

"Really? That's how you wanna spend your evening?"

They knew what she could do. Now she understood, they wanted her power. rape was prolbely secondary in their minds and she was unsure if that was better at all. It was times like this she wished her power was more useful. At least in protecting her or form a liqueur knife. Still she knew she had a shot, if only the guy would back up a bit and get his hands off of her. Then she heard another voice, a female which told her they likely were not with these idiots. She kept struggling a bit but did lessen her struggles hoping the man holding her would relax his grip on her.

The man in front of her took a step back to look at thew arrival and opened his mouth to say something but her boot caught him in the kidney as the man swore the Third made to approach the new attractive lady who in his eyes was asking for some fun. "Well I would rather spend it with you honey, with the money were about to make i can give you anything you like" he said his eyes wondering over the Russian women and stopping a few moments on her chest.

The second guy glared at melissa but spoke up as well. "Just go away and Frank? shut up" he said, shaking his head as he moved closer to the new woman. They did not want a witness for sure. Kidnappers were not looked well upon he knew even in his inebriated state.

One man instantly moved towards her, and another turned, getting a kick from the other woman. She had not given up yet. Good. Sveta looked them over at the same time as the one nearest to her was ogling her breasts. She was going to use that to her advatnage.

>>"Well I would rather spend it with you honey, with the money were about to make i can give you anything you like"

"You are doing this for money?" Sveta clicked her tongue "And here I was going to let you off with a broken arm. Shame."

Drunk people assaulting women got beaten up. Kidnappers... that was a whole other league of criminal.

>>"Just go away and Frank? shut up"

"Yes, Frank, shut up" Sveta echoed "But peanut, honestly, would I dress like this if I was gonna walk away?" she asked the second guy, gesturing at her deep green vigilante attire.

"F*** you, b***. You are asking for it."

"So are you." Sveta observed, before she lunged forward to punch Frank in the face.

Melissa felt the guy who held her loosen his grip a bit more and she managed to slip his grip on her left hand. Her mind taking seconds in catching up to the woman's words. She assumed that was why her captors grip had changed. It let her and plow her foot straight into his crotch. He fell back but his grip held and he pulled her forward, Melissa landing on top the man, he still had her dominant hand and while fist struck him in the cheek, his landed in her stomach.

He grabbed her other hand, as the struggled back to their feet but now she was facing him at least. He pulled her forward and she decided not to resist. Melissa slammed into the man who was expecting her to pull and while she stumbled, she was free again. She was really glad they were hammered.

How times had changed, before NYC she might have told the woman to just call the cops. NYC was a brutal jungle. The high number of mutants meant their were a number of well known Hero's and Villains and even some humans fought well enough. She had no idea who this lady was but the sound of her fist landing on Franks face made Melissa glad she was seemingly on her side.

"Is it to early to thank you Miss?" she said not running as she had no idea what this other lady could do but Judging by Frank it was quite a bit.

Frank was caught by surprise by her punch, and his nose made a satisfying crunching sound under her fist. The other woman struggled with the man holding her, and Frank swore and launched a counter-attack.

>>"Is it to early to thank you Miss?"

"Might be" Sveta noted, dodging Frank's swing. The third guy, the one that had been kicked, was also up again, taking a moment to assess the situation before he also moved towards Sveta. She seemed to be drawing fire by looking professional. Good. Sveta kicked him in the stomach again, but her attention was split now, and Frank managed to land a punch.

"Watch it!" she snapped, backhanding him "For kidnappers, you are doing a sh*** job."

Melissa had a second to consider the situation, her luck had been questionable lately, except for Sam giving her a job that she felt barely kept her busy. Still she was grateful. It was then heard Frank try and negotiate.

"Look, Blondie, how about we cut you in? The mutant over there turns water into booze. Drinkable cash and nothing shes not done before" he said slurring a few of the words as he tried a gambit for peace, even trying to back off slowly. Frank was still sober enough to consider if this lady found them, others might to.

"Profit and slavery are not.....i knew i should of kept humans outa the bar" she spat angrily. She kept it to herself most of the time, but Melissa was a mutant supemacist. She was no Isabel, Aura, or syn, rather Melissa felt humans would go extinct as more and more mutants were born. It was nice to have the breather and frank and his friends awaited the vigilantes reply.

Frank backed off after the slap, and considered another tactic. Sveta arched an eyebrow at him as he attempted to cut a deal.

>>"Look, Blondie, how about we cut you in? The mutant over there turns water into booze. Drinkable cash and nothing shes not done before"

>>"Profit and slavery are not.....i knew i should of kept humans outa the bar"

Water into booze. Good lord. That did sound like a business opportunity. Not for these men, apparently, but Sveta bet the girl ran a popular bar. By choice.

"What she says" Sveta nodded at the young woman. "Also, I'm a mutant too, you goddamn moron, why do you think I'm patrolling this place? Be glad I don't waste my powers on people I can beat up. Now. Last chance. Get lost."

The kidnappers decided being to flee almost at once. Their drunken minds only able to carry their bravery so far. The blonde seemed to know how to fight and even they realized this might attract the cops the longer they stuck around.

Melissa watched them go with a smile. "Thank you for that. I'm Melissa and you are?" she said turning her attention to the blonde who had helped her out. If she saved her, she could not be all that bad and the fact she had announced herself as a Mutant, brought comfort to her as well.

"I'm not much of a fighter. Mostly got by by telling people i had laser eyes or other dangerous powers" she said with a smile, glancing around once more to make sure the idiots were gone.