Angel was curled up on the couch, and bundled up with three blankets. Her arms had goosebumps and her teeth were still chattering... Loudly. "Here you go," Logan said as he brought a hot cup of coffee around. He spun the mug around so Angel could grip the handle, which had a spoon sticking through for easy access. Angel stirred the creamer a little, then took a sip of the piping hot drink. The freezing cold of the Void was already beginning to melt away. Angel raised the, rather small, cup up and looked at the art on it. "Logan," she said. "This is a tea cup, not a coffee cup..." "Oh really?" Logan asked. [i]'What does it matter?'[/i] was what he was really thinking. He looked on the side that was facing away from the woman. Another thought popped into his head, one much more sarcastic in nature, as his eyes shifted to Angel. "Okay... So why does it say 'I heart coffee' on the side?" "Wha?" Angel turned the cup around, and sure enough it said exactly that. 'I heart coffee'. The titaness couldn't even think to say anything else, to Logan's amusement. In fact, he sat beside her as a grin formed on his face. The muscles of Angel's face began to twitch; she was disgusted, but she still smiled. "I love you..." Logan said, trying to be cute. Angel sat the coffee on the table then locked her fingers together. "Oh, you do?" She asked with an evil grin. "Well, I love you too," she said as her fingers collided with Logan's left cheek. "Ow!" The warlock yelled as he sprawled to the floor. He lightly touched his tingling, almost numb, face. He looked up to Angel, who was relaxed and currently taking a sip of her coffee. "Ow!!" He yelled again. "How's your cheek?" Angel asked, pretending to be sympathetic. Logan climbed back up onto the couch and refused to face her. "Fine!" He snapped. "It's... fine!" Angel got up and carried the mug to the sink, but as she passed Logan, she kissed him on the forehead. "Thank you for the coffee," she said sweetly. Alice flew over to the warlock and tried to scan his face, but Logan kept pushing her away. "My gosh, Angel! Do you know how hard you hit him?" She exclaimed. "I didn't hit him that hard," Angel replied as she rinsed out the mug. "I just used my fingers..." Logan twisted around and placed an arm on the back of the couch. "What do you mean by that?" Angel pointed to her hand. "Getting slapped with the palm feels like a book hitting you. [b]But[/b], getting slapped with the fingers feels like getting hit by a book... covered in needles. It's science, really," "Yeeeah... And I bet that's the scientific way to explain it, too. Isn't it?" "Come on," Angel said as she patted Logan's arm. "I want to see the 'City'!" She said as she waved her hands in the air. "Well, go ahead!" Logan snapped. "It seems you can handle yourself fairly well..." the warlock continued to rub his cheek. Angel crouched down behind the couch so she was eye-level with Logan. "Ah, come on! It won't be the same without you..." she began making big puppy dog eyes. Logan had to turn his head away, but his eyes kept glancing back at her. He began to scrunch up his nose. "Ffffiiine..." Logan growled as he got up. "You know I can never say no to that face..." "I know!" Angel replied cheerfully. The late morning sun was beating down on the bustling City. People walked around, bundled up in coats and scarfs; the Cosmodrome was getting colder than usual. In fact, there was talk of a blizzard soon. "Have you ever seen the Traveler up close, before?" Logan asked as he leaned his head back. "Only on TV," Angel answered before looking up. "Oh, wow..." "It, and our ghosts, are why we were brought back to life," Logan said as he looked at the damaged being. "Apparently there was a time where the Traveler protected humanity. Now it's our turn to be the protectors," "As I stated before, the Traveler saw the Light in you. It needs you to continue the fight against the Darkness. It needs you to be a Guardian, Angel!" Alice said excitedly. It was Angel's second day alive, but it finally sunk in. "We're... superheroes... Destined to fight the forces of evil..." she said, as if trying to convince herself. Logan looked down at his girlfriend and smiled. "Is that something you always dreamed of?" He asked. "I don't really know," Angel replied. "I feel like I should say 'yes', though..." "Help!!" Cried a voice. "Heeelp!!" Angel and Logan listened for the voice. "Alice, how do I get my armor?!" Angel asked. "You can will your armor on! If that's what you need, it'll come!" The ghost replied. "Angel?" Logan asked, concerningly. "I have to do something!" The titaness yelled. Angel closed her eyes and focused. Armor. She needed her armor. When Angel opened her eyes again, she was dawning her shiny plasteel plated armor; from boots to a full-cover helmet. Before anyone could say anything, she had broke into a full sprint. Angel stopped at an intersection and looked around. Where was that cry coming from? "Help!!" There it was again. It was to the south. Angel started running again! The titaness ran down the sidewalk past an alleyway, but stopped. Down that shadowy alleyway, thugs were beating a man. One thug, wearing a blue hoodie, pulled back his arm for a clean blow to the victim's head. "You think you're so tough, don't you?!" He mocked. The man's arm was caught at the elbow. "I do..." the titaness said. The thug tensed up for a second, but he and his two partners turned to Angel. The young man that was being attacked fell to the ground and held his stomach. "You don't belong here, lil' lady," the man in the blue hoodie said. He appeared to be the one taking charge. The three criminals raised up their fists for a fight, and Angel reluctantly did the same. The lead criminal threw a sharp jab, then a cross with amazing speed! The punches stunned Angel and caused her to stagger back, and yip a little. The thug, acting tough, still had to shake the pain of hitting a helmet away. "You're pathetic!" The man said to the titaness. Angel caught her balance and stood back up. "You're going to make this fun, aren't you?" The man asked. Angel punched the man back, square in the nose. It was so quick and unexpected, none of the thugs could react before he fell to the ground. The other two looked up as fear filled their eyes. Angel grinned under her helmet. The other two rushed to attack, punching the Guardian in the gut! Angel hunched over, then got caught in a headlock! Struggling to stay on her feet, Angel shoved the guy against a building and knocked his breath out. She got free, then grabbed his arm! With it, the titaness swung him around, hitting him against the wall again. While that guy tried to catch his breath, the third man attacked. He ran at Angel, but the titaness jumped into the air and dropkicked him away. The man rolled backwards a few times, before stopping on his back. She fell onto her back too, but quickly got back to her feet. Now, the three thugs were standing again. Angel got in a very confident stance, stuck her arm out, then waved the men to come at her. The man in the blue hoodie pulled out a small revolver and aimed it straight at Angel. Just before he shot, a wooden ruler blocked the hammer. The man looked at the gun, then turned around. A warlock wearing a forest green overcoat and hood, and carrying a bo-staff, was standing behind him. "I really wouldn't do that," He declared as he swung the staff around into an attack position. The thug reset the hammer of his gun, then aimed it at Logan! However, the warlock swiped the staff around, knocking the gun out of his hand. Logan took his staff and pulled the criminal's head down into his knee... multiple times. The man in the blue hoodie fell to the ground, knocked out cold. His face was entirely red from all of the blood. 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