José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ

Ex MMA fighter. Kevlar body armor, riot helmet, taking to the streets as a vigilante to break up the street gangs. #ShippedWith @CatGrantShow || #DCRP

[Metropolis Eagle @MetropolisEagle]

Bashed Up Muggers Found In Suicide Slum
#IsHeBack
|| @ItsGangbuster

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

- Suicide Slum beating the hell out of muggers?” he says.
Another jump with another impossible landing.
“Yeah,” the pilot says quietly.
“Sounds like him.”
“Problem is,” the spotter says, watching the runner vanish across another rooftop, “Gangbuster hasn’t been seen in months...”

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

The helicopter soars through the night over Suicide Slum, spotlight cutting white across the rooftops.
“Contact! Moving east!”
The beam catches him!
A man. Running. Running 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵!
“Jesus,” the pilot mutters. “Clock that.”
“Sixty,” the spotter says, staring at the screen like -

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

- they’re still breathing.”
“Barely.”
“Broken arms. One’s jaw is somewhere near his ear.”
The runner doesn’t look back, he just keeps moving.
The pilot squints through the glass. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
Silence for a second. The spotter shifts the light.
“Guy in -

[Eve Teschmacher @MsTeschmacher]

Weeks later....

The office would be empty now, long after @MetropolisMogul had gone. Eve would linger, as she often did, tidying papers that did not need tidying, placing things where he would like them when he returned.

On her way out, she would pass her own desk. The -

[𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽 @CatGrantShow]

Working from home had its upsides. Cat closed the laptop after a paragraph, the draft already good enough to return to in the morning, or maybe even Monday. Work would wait.

The apartment was dim except for the city glow bleeding through the blinds. Cat moved through the rooms -

[𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽 @CatGrantShow]

The boos rolled across the stands in waves, bitter and jagged, not the triumphant roar Metropolis had hoped for. Paper cups hit the ground, popcorn bags fluttered through the air, and the scoreboard glared its truth with no mercy. The Meteors had burned out. There’ll be more -

[𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽 @CatGrantShow]

The woman before her was tired. You could see it in her eyes, the way she kept glancing down the street, the constant sighing. Cat flipped her notebook open, pen poised.

"He walked her home," the woman said. "My daughter. She was coming back from school, couple blocks over. -

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

https://t.co/jAF11voMk0

[The Big Apricot FM @TheBigApricotFM]

https://t.co/1e20oevbbm

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

The streets of Southside, midnight...

Asphalt still held the day’s warmth, the air was cool. José kept his hands in his jacket pockets, head bent, shoulders tight. He walked with a limp, still in recovery. Shouldn't be out.

He could still hear @CatGrantShow's voice breaking as-

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

https://t.co/L05VjXi38X

[Metropolis Eagle @MetropolisEagle]

LexCorp Unveils First Cybernetic Enhancement Procedure - We Speak With @MsTeschmacher To Discover The Future
#InterviewInside
#TheFutureIsWired

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

"What the hell is going on now?"
#ToweringBlazeDowntown

[𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽 @CatGrantShow]

@ItsGangbuster - And she had sent him away.

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

@CatGrantShow - The latch clicked, the door closed, and José Delgado walked out into the Metropolis morning with nothing but her words rattling through him.

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

José shifted carefully on the couch, muscles reminding him of that night of the beating, and that he was some way off from getting back onto the streets. The bandages itched, tight beneath the plain t-shirt she’d found for him, but he left them be. He wasn’t sure he deserved -

[José Delgado | Gᴀɴɢʙᴜsᴛᴇʀ @ItsGangbuster]

@CatGrantShow - buried under the fury and the betrayal. But love alone wasn't enough. Not now. Not after this.

He moved to the door, each step weighted, final. His hand lingered on the knob for half a second, the silence stretching one last time between them. But he didn't look back. -