October_Raven

BDSM Avenger's theme ATM is "Domination" by Pantera

Dear Diary,

It's been a month since I joined forces with Black Talon. I havent given myself a hero name yet, though the press has noticed me as a "mysterious lady in leather". Pretty catchy, I have to admit.

The suit I wear isn't entirely leather, though. It's got a coat of kevlar woven in, so that bullets dont pierce my skin. It's thinnest at the head, just thick enough to prevent pistol fire from going right through it...it's possible it could kill, but Talon tells me most criminals aim for the chest anyways. He's been teaching me boxing and has been using medicine balls to make me more relisilliant to punishment. I've still got a lot to learn, he says, but I'm learning fast.

I also met someone at a photo shoot today. Her name is Vanessa, and she is drop-dead GORGEOUS. I've never been attracted to a woman before, but... for some reason, I can't take my mind off of her. Talon says he's going after someone too dangerous for me to face, so I set up a date with her.

Josh got life without parole. Apparently I wasn't his first victim, in fact seven women stepped forward, and one of them said he also killed her friend. He passed me outside the court before the sentencing, begging for me to accept his apology. I asked if he was sorry about the others, and he said no. Pathetic. At least he'll get a taste of his own medicine.

Well, that's all I got to say for now. I got another photo shoot today and my date with Vanessa, and I definately need my beauty sleep.

I wonder how I'm going to explain the bruise I got from today's patrol...

Dear Diary,

Well, I was right about my hunch. Black Talon wasn't trying to hit on me or anything. He did suprise me though.

First he asked me if I had any regrets in life. I summed it up by telling him everything that there's a commercial about telling parents to tell their kids not to do it, I did. He nodded, and said "I know how you feel, Ellen. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of. You know, they say the best thing you can do to make up for all your sins is to do something selfless."

He let that sink in before adding, "would you like to make up for all your sins?"

I knew where he was going with this. I knew I'd be risking my life every day. But I thought about it, thought about how I was nothing but a dissapointment to myself and my mother, the woman who raised me all by herself with all her heart... and I accepted his offer. He told me he'd have an outfit made for me, and after talking over design and giving him my measurements- any model worth her salt knows her measurements to a T- he told me to rest up and prepare for my first day of training. I'm just glad I don't have a photo shoot tommorrow, I probably have a lot to learn.

(OOC: This is basically a fanfic of sorts, not an RP thread. Also, if you read my Creyindustries.com profile, expect discrepancies.)

Dear Diary,
Josh tried to get me drunk again. Well, I remembered what happened the last time and didn't want it to happen again. So I headed home. That's when Josh pulled a knife on me in the alley.

I wouldn't be here writing this if Black Talon hadn't come.
I knew about Black Talon, I mean, he's a legend in L.A. He was one of the heroes who were called to action when the Crips and Bloods' gang wars were at their peak. Unlike the others, though, he survived.

Black Talon floored Josh with one blow, then told me to call the police and tell them what happened. He also gave me a slip of paper.

Well, long story short Josh is in a holding cell now. That idiot used his phone call on me. I hope he gets what he's got coming to him. As far as the paper Black Talon gave me... all it said was an address, a time, and the word "tonight".

All the stuff I've seen, I should forget about it. But here I am, writing this diary, and about to get my coat to meet the man who saved my life. Giving him the benefit of a doubt is the least I can do.