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monster. The mayor gave a press conference to offer his condolences to the families of the guards he killed.”
    “What? Tandy, no one was hurt.” She may have been out of it, but she’d checked on that personally.
    “Oh, maybe the mayor was mixing up his epic battles. Anyway, why is there a picture of Kyle on page six with some blonde toothpick? The press is implying you flaked on the capture because you were heartbroken after he threw you over for some anorexic bimbo. There’s even this bullshit quote—”
    “Kyle gave them a quote ?” Darla shouted, the effects of her power hangover fading in the face of burning rage. She wasn’t surprised to find he’d already moved on to pluck a more delicate flower, but blabbing to the press about their split was beyond gauche. The traitor.
    Tandy gasped. “Oh my God. Did you guys really break up?”
    “Last night.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “Don’t you read the papers? I was busy getting my ass kicked.”
    “Seriously? I can’t believe you lost ,” Tandy said, with touching loyalty.
    Darla had grown up with Tandy Nightwing. Their friendship had been almost inevitable, both of them daughters of the city’s elite superhero power couples, but unlike most children of supers, Tandy had never developed any super abilities.
    Evidently unlike Demon Wroth’s spawn.
    “DemonSpawn…” What kind of man voluntarily went by DemonSpawn ? “How did they identify him?”
    “One of the cameras at the North Courthouse caught him as he escaped. Are you all right? He looks vile.”
    “I’d hardly call him vile,” Darla protested, wondering if the cameras had caught the right man.
    The long silence that greeted her statement was her first indication that maybe she should’ve quelled the impulse to defend a known supervillain.
    “Darla Athena Powers. What exactly happened last night?”
    “I…” She had all the pieces of her jigsaw puzzle now, a clear sharp reflection of her humiliation, but rehashing it wasn’t high on her list of priorities.
    He’d played her. He’d manipulated her.
    He’d kissed her.
    Darla shook away that last memory. It was an aberration. She needed to stay focused. The asshole known as DemonSpawn had bested her, and not only that, he’d done it in front of a half-dozen witnesses at the North Courthouse.
    “Darla?”
    “He has superstrength,” she said, knowing she had to give Tandy something. “I’ve never been hit full strength by anyone who matched me before.”
    “He hit you?” Tandy gasped. “But you’re a girl.”
    “I’m a super,” Darla snapped. Apparently she was too strong to be feminine, but too feminine to be taken seriously as a hero. Whose ass did a girl have to kick to get some respect in this town? Though her bad boy certainly treated her like she was a worthy adversary. She could almost respect him for not taking it easy on her because she was a girl.
    “He tossed me around like I was nothing. And he was fast. Superfast. I’ve never seen anyone move like that.” She remembered the fight in the Crypt, feeling like his strong hands were everywhere, anticipating her every move. She kicked off her comforter, suddenly too warm. “I thought I had him a couple times, but he’s tricky. Just when you think he’s given up, he pulls out something unexpected—” a kiss that melts me like a marshmallow “—and breaks free again. I would’ve had him. I know I could’ve brought him in, but my powers burned out and I crashed.”
    “Wow. I can’t believe he got away with… What did he do? The papers didn’t say.”
    “Classified.” Tandy didn’t have clearance for details on the Crypt. “But he hasn’t gotten away with anything. I had to recharge, but this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.” Darla bounded out of bed and over to her closet, whipping out a fresh supersuit, vengeance and the familiar fierce drive for justice fueling every move. “No one makes me look like a fool and walks away scot-free.”