Strange Patrols
Lex is in one of his favorite places in the world--by Icy's side. True, it's a cold winter night, and true, they're on patrol together, but he just loves being with her. Two muggings and one burglary interrupted so far tonight, making it pretty quiet. True, the Quarrymen were taking to the streets a little more, shouting their rhetoric and making a show of their masks and hammers, but no violence, at least not tonight.
The camera was with Angela and Broadway tonight, rather than the little headset Lex-Cam he often wore, giving the two of them a little peace.
Peace that would not last.
The sound of weapons firing alerts him that something's wrong and his eyes scan the rooftops, spying three familiar figures and three unfamiliar ones... Attacking as yet other unfamiliar figures.
The three he recognized, Jackal, Hyena, and Wolf. The Pack. The other three, though he did not recognize them, wore costumes of similar design.
An armored man with a stylized coyote head helmet.
A burly, red-haired man in armor, a robotic dog staying near his feet.
And a winged fox-woman, electricity crackling around her fingers.
"Ooooh boy..." Lex mutters.