Bruce was on his way back into the city, heading in the general direction of the Mansion. He'd flown down to New Jersey, to surprise his girlfriend, only to find the former power plant deserted. A quick cell call had revealed that Angel had been attacked and they'd gone to the hospital. Not wanting to feel like an intruder, especially with so much of the girl's friends and family there, he'd opted to head back to the Manhattan.

He cut a glowing streak across the sky, skimming a little low over some of the rooftops. Something in one of the alleys, however, caught his attention.

New local vigilante? He wasn't quite sure what was going on there... But he definitely didn't like the woman being grabbed thing.

He paused in his flight, high enough in the air that if they didn't look up, they wouldn't probably notice. Had to play this carefully...