Gotham City in the Summertime

''Only one way to find out who's inside then... '' Jess pulled a bat shaped knife out of her belt and cut a hole in the glass big enough for them to get through. Then she carefully removed the glass without a sound.

Justin urged her in with his hand. "Ladies first." He whispered.

''Scardy-cat.'' she laughed quietly and shot a bat-grapple hook at a nearby fire escape, she hooked it to her belt and disappeared into the darkness as she descended. The rope pulled tight for a minute and then it relaxed, as the weight at the end of it seemed to disappear.

Justin glared at the back of her head. "I can't die.." He mumbled, jumping down through the hole.

Sam and Tom looked for anyone who could help from opposite sides of the city. Tom was ducking through the shadows looking for anyone with a friendly face. Sam was careful to talk to passers by about whether or not they have seen any other super heroes wandering about the town.

In the darkness there was the sound of a struggle. A struggle of atleast ten against one and the one had apparantly gone down. It was silent and Jess was nowhere to be found.

(where is everyone?)

(in the rp? Justin and I are at the supposedly empty iceburg lounge looking for a reason to why Jess is having problems with her powers.)

[Is Jess pinned down or something? It would be nice to now so I could save her or help her beat up some of the guys.]

(Sam and Tom are trying to find you guys. When should they meet up?)

(why not now? maybe all of the students of Hero High have some sort of communicators that indicate when a schoolmate needs help? I dunno...
Oh yah, um well,....)

The room lit up with a sort of blue, icy glow and a pile of black lay broken and defeated-looking on the floor. It was Jess.

''Justin...?'' she whispered with what looked like a great deal of effort. ''... get out of here now...'' she tried to get up but a blast of ice came apparantly from nowhere and hit her hard in the shoulder, causing her to flip over onto her back. She lay there in pain staring up in horror. There was a ledge about a story up that a tall, thin figure stood on, apparantly waiting for Justin to make a move.

(Alright.)

Sam remembered something important, he remembered that he carried a special communicator in case he was in desperate need of help. He pulled out the communicator and looked around quickly. "I'd say this counts as desperate." He said to himself switching the communicator on. "Hello?... Hello?... This is Sam, I'm calling for any kind of help. Anyone available get over here quickly." He said, hoping his call would be heard.

Justins communicator rung, making a loud noisee. He had no time to answer it, he had to act fast. He quickly turned and looked at the figure. "You must have a death wish." He hissed, darting up the wall and grabbing the womans throat. "No one hurts Jess and lives."

The woman laughed and grabbed Justin's wrist, but before she could freeze his arm she pulled her hand away, she was suprised at how cold his skin was. She saw his fangs and her eyes went wide then thinned again. ''So it's true then, you are satanic freak as the papers say? Some sort of undead creature?'' she laughed. She looked just like Jess only with long silver hair and a much meaner face.

''Justin... don't... she's my mother...'' Jess struggled to get up, but finally managed to get to her feet. ''It's not your fight...'' she pulled another bat-shaped grapplinghook from her belt and shot it into the ceiling. It pulled her up and she spread her cape, glided to the legde and landed hard on her feet then fell to one knee.

Justins features took a hard look. "If she hurts you it will be my fight." He hissed, his bloodlust slowly gaining control. "Then I promise you, it won't be pretty." He could hear the steady heartbeat of the woman and the slow weaking heartbeat of Jessica.

''So... has my daughter been acting strangely lately?'' Jess' mother asked with a sarcastic smile. ''Is she 'Freezing' Up?''

Justins hand went back to her throat in seconds. One mistake and she was his. "What did you do to her?!" He hissed. "If you decided to play nice maybe I won't end up having you for dinner!"

Tom and Sam met up in the park and made sure to keep an eye out for Jade. "I tried to call for help, but I'm not sure if I got my communicator to work." Sam said, showing Tom the communicator. "If we can't get help, we might just be seeing our last day." Sam said, looking over his shoulder.

Tom took the communicator and turned it on. "Hello... Any available fighter in Gotham! This is Tom Jones calling for help." He shouted into the communicator.

A communicator started to ring. Justin fell to the ground, his hand clasped over his ears. "JESS!" He screamed, writhing on the floor. "DO SOMETHING!"

Jess froze the communicator, it was the only theng she could think of, hopefully the person on the other end of the line would track their location, but Jess and Justin were'nt really in a state to help.