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Well the intimidation tactic had obviously been successful. Astrid smirked as she let the bottom row of crystals fly. They embedded in the car with a horrible sound that echoed down the streets of the park. People turned to look, a few of them letting off a shocked gasp. <Maybe a little,> she informed him, her voice eerily calm.

She stepped forward shakily, the crystals on her wings weighing her down considerably. Her eyes scanned the park, looking for her target. She knew full well that he was behind a parked car, but she didn't him to know that. There was no way that she would be able to get a good shot in if he didn't move, so she needed him to feel secure enough to move from behind the obstacle.

She needed... Something to coax him out. Her black eyes moved across the pavement to... Was that? It was. The stupid little velcro wallet that the boy had been carrying was lying on the ground, just waiting for Astrid to come pick it up.

She moved awkwardly toward it and bent down to pick it up, thrown slightly off balance by the weight on her back. She turned back to the boy, her smile having somehow widened. <This is yours?> It was more of a statement than a question. The velcro sounded loudly as she pried it open, <let's see what's inside, shall we?>

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Astrid held her breath as the creature turned to her, and then as its eyes followed her crystals. Her heart sank as it - or rather he - sounded annoyed.

"You shouldn't do that,If you attack them directly, then they have a reason to attack us. And hurting a police officer is very different from hurting a regular civilian. They're quite vengeful against those who have hurt their own, you know."

"Oh," Astrid said quietly and bowed her head. As much as she liked to pretend that she was confident and had everything together, she really didn't. Being a villain wasn't as easy as it was in the movies. She couldn't quite understand what he was trying to do with his attack, though. Wasn't death and destruction the point of the attack? She had thought that by helping him do that she would be aiding in a good way. It seemed she was wrong. Astrid did her best to keep her expression neutral as she watched the police react to the crystals.

Her stomach sunk further into the deep pits of her gut as she watched META bots be released. She had really screwed things up for his attack.

"Now look what you've done."

The crystals on the young girl's wings hit against each other as they lost their formerly proud, puffed out appearance. "Sorry," Astrid said quietly. As soon as the word passed her lips, she instantly regretted it. Evil people didn't apologize... Or did they? It was hard to know anymore. Everything that she had thought she knew about what she wanted to be seemed to be called into question. What did she know, really?

Unsure of what to do next or how to react, Astrid simply watched the META bots come closer. Her eyes turned back to the creature, locked on how he would react. He seemed to be the most evil thing that Astrid had ever had the chance to meet, so surely he would know what to do, wouldn't he?

Ever since her run in with the princess girl in the park, Astrid's life in New York had been a little different. During the days, when she used to spend her time busking, she had turned to robbing little stores and stands in order to keep herself fed and feel like she was doing enough to still be seen as evil. However, she had to mostly stay out of crowded areas and public spaces. Police warrants were tricky like that; everyone was keeping a wary eye out. While she did like her newfound reputation, it did make it more difficult to go outside during the day or to play music like she used to. She supposed that was likely the trade off of being a villain.

The nighttime had become her new stomping ground. When most people were asleep, she found that it was easier to pass through the low-lives that frequented the streets in the dark. It was also much easier to steal things due to her fashion sense and hair colour. If she covered up as much skin as she could manage, she could usually go most places undetected and unnoticed.

That night, she had just stolen a box of pizza from a man walking down the street. It had been simple, really. Once she had shown a little bit of force, he had dropped the box and ran. She then flew up to the top of a tall building and ate her plunder. From her perch, she had a great view of the courthouse. Little did she know just how helpful that would be.

It was difficult to comprehend what exactly she was watchng in front of her. It was beautiful, really. It was the best worst thing she had ever seen. Something - she wasn't entirely sure what - was destroying the courthouse. While Astrid had considered many angles of the nature of evil, she had never really thought about how threatening the destruction of property could look.

The police had gathered just below the courthouse and were aiming their guns at the creature. In turn, the creature pushed a large chunck of the marble material off the side at them. It was glorious.

Astrid knew that above all things, she wanted to be associated with the creature in front of her. Perhaps if she got close enough, people would even assume that she had been a part of the attack. Her plan of action came to mind immediately.

Standing up on the ledge, the winged mutant abandoned her pizza and flew across the road to where the scene was going down. She landed just behind the creature, sure that the police and the cameras would be able to get a good view of her.

While she had been incredibly confident on her way over, once landed, Astrid wasn't entirely sure what to do. Should she talk to the creature? What could she even say to something that incredible? For the first time ever, her lack of English felt embarrassing rather than just an inconvenience.

So, instead of saying anying, she simply changed her wings over and shot some crystals at the police. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, hoping desperately that the creature would take her seriously.

A hotdog cart had been completely abandoned during the chaos that had taken place only moments before. Astrid had stopped by it, grabbed a hotdog, and flew off. Then, she flew to a rather tall building and sat on the ledge as she ate.

Princess girl was getting into a car with some adult. Astrid scoffed at the scene. She would probably go home and call 'Daddy' or someone to throw money at the problem. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. She hadn't spent much time around rich people, but she could imagine how awful it would be. Especially with princess girl.

After finishing her hotdog and feeling rather satisfied with herself, she took out the necklace. She wasn't particularly fond of it, but it could have been worth something. God knew she needed the money, especially since busking could no longer be a viable source of money. She was far too recognizable. Perhaps she would give that weird man from the bar a call... Or maybe just look around for a while... There had to be somewhere that suited her morals in all of New York, didn't there?

Little princess girl had started to cry. It wasn't an attention cry, either. She was really crying. At first, they looked like fearful tears, but then her expression changed. Princess' eyes seemed focused on the street behind Astrid and the lights and sirens coming from it. Of course they were in a part of the park with street access. Of course.

Astrid turned around to face the cop cars that had gathered around them. Who had even called the police? The worst thing Astrid had done was steal a necklace; a petty theft that they couldn't arrest a minor for. At worst, she would receive a slap on the wrist and be told to give it back.

Then, she realized how the situation looked. Although no one had been injured, it probably looked as if she had caused some harm. Likely someone had called out of fear for their safety. Which meant there would be META bots.

The police unloaded and kept their eyes on Astrid the entire time. From what she could see, there were about four or five METAs with them. It was strange; Astrid had only ever seen them on the news before. She felt sort of honoured that they had been called on her behalf.

"Put your hands in the air and don't move!" A police officer yelled to her.

Astrid froze. Should she run? Should she fight? Should she just give in? She couldn't decide which would have a better outcome. On one hand, running would make her look dangerous, and there was no chance of being arrested. But if she were arrested, she could make a whole show about busting out. But what if she couldn't get out? Whatever she chose, there always seemed to be pros and cons. What she did realize, though, was that if the meeting was publicized, it might help someone notice her. So, she needed as much screen time as possible.

After a few seconds, she stood still in front of the police with her hands in the air. On her face was a smirk. She was going to find a way to use the situation to her advantage.

The META bots circled around her and the crowd. Three of the five seemed normal, like they did on the news. The other two, however, seemed sort of odd. Their movements were less precise, and one of them was scanning the crowd instead of dealing with her.

Astrid smirked. If the glitchy bot was scanning the crowd, that meant that the princess was in trouble. Calling the police had really worked in her favour.