Her screams echoed down the alley. The burly men grinned at each other as they moved in.
A shape dropped from overhead. With a sudden blur of movement, the men flew away. They grunted softly upon impact. The woman peered out from beneath her covering arms at the spandex-clad figure who stood, panting, outlined against the streetlights.
"A superhero!" she cried.
"I..." The figure swallowed. "I was bitten by a radioactive insect. It gave me its strength, toughness, speed..." He turned towards her. His face was in shadow. "The flea, it gave me... everything. God help me, I'm... hungry."
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