THE BLACK VOICE (CHAPTER 1)

The loud patter of quickened feet filled the cold night. The scenery around the great hero had became a great blur as his eyes were locked straight forward. "Get him, black voice! He stole my purse!" A woman yelled from behind him. The young hero could see the perpetrator in his vision, a burly man with dark clothing on running down the side walk. Not letting him get away, he sprinted onward, giving chase to the crook. He was determined to apprehend him, slowly closing the gap between him and himself. Black voice turned the corner sharply, pursuing the thief as he snapped his head back at him. Quickly he threw the nearest item he could get his hands on in an attempt to stop the young hero.

"Rock!" Black voice shouted, halting the projectile and causing it to zoom back at its owner. It impacted the back of his head harshly and that crook then fell flat on his face, dropping the stolen goods in the process. The young hero slowed his pace to a mere walk as he approached the male. It was about time he ran out of gas, the hero thought as he took a moment to gather his breath. He picked up the pink purse that he stole. The chase was now at a close.

That marked the fifteenth criminal that black voice had caught this night. It was unusual for him to find so many during his patrols around the big city. But the young latex clad hero wasn't complaining one bit. The more bad guys he found, the more evil he got to fight. Even if he was catching small time crooks tonight, it was still entertaining. However, there's still the small matter of chasing them all over the city which could get quite annoying at times. It was not like the super villains that terrorized the city and attacked him the moment they spotted his form. One glance from a petty thief and he was already in an instant sprint. All he had to do was stop them from running. It was that simple really. But it still worried him quite a bit.

He opened up the purse to inspect it. By the looks of what was inside, it looked untouched. It was good news though. He was able to return it to its rightful owner and  that's all that matters. But then, a low groan entered the hero's ear, grabbing his attention. Movement was caught in the corner of his eye as he saw the crook slowly get up from the ground. He was still dazed from the attack but he still forced his self to stand on his feet.

"Don't… don't think you caught me just yet you bastard!" He growled as he attempted to stumble away from black voice. He watched him with an annoyed look, noticing that he wasn't making much distance fast.

"You could give up now. It's already over." Black voice replied back. But the thief carried on with his escape, running away in a slow disoriented pace. He only sighed at his pitiful attempt, taking a quick moment to glace around him. "Trash can!" He yelled, as suddenly a large green trash can then comes flying at him, diving right on top of him and causing him to fall again. The moment the trash can hits the ground with him, it flips right side up, scooping him up from the ground and inside before the lid slams shut. A small smile slowly emerges on his masked face as the black voice walks non chalantly towards the trash can, grabbing a hold of the handle and dragging it up the side walk. Now there was only one more matter to tie up.

It wasn't long before the young hero could spot the owner of the purse; a older lady wear a black business suit. She chimed happily at the sight of black voice, walking towards him in a quickens pace. Now this was the part of being a super hero that black voice will always enjoy.

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you so much black voice!" The woman chirped at the sight of her purse.

"Here you are ma'am. I believe this belongs to you." He said handing it to her with pride in his words. It was always a welcome sight to see a person brimming with excitement at him defeating a foe. Tired or not, just hearing those words was invigorating enough.

"Now I can finally get back to my studio. Lucky for me to see you roaming nearby Black Voice"

He blushed softly at her words. " if you want ma'am I can escort you to where you need to be. It can still be dangerous running around at night. "

"Oh that's alright. I'm sure all be fine. Besides, I'm sure the sun will just scare off the rest of the bad guys for you." She giggled as black voice gave her a puzzled look.

What did she mean by the sun scaring off everyone else, he thought. He looked up at the sky and noticed the pitch black veil was slowly being pierced by color. "Excuse me, do you happen to know what time it is?" Black voice asked the Lady.

"Oh yes." She then pulled up her sleeve, revealing a small wrist watch on her arm " it is …. 5:30. Why do you-"

"Oh fuck!" Black voice instantly exclaimed at the sound of her answer. His shout shocked the female and caused her to jump back a little.

"Uhm, is something wrong b-"

"N-no! Nothings wrong! " he interjected quickly " I just uh-have super hero business er-that way!" Instantly he sprinted past her, running as fast as he possibly can away. "Call the police and tell them to bag up another one for me please!"