Okay, so I’d decided to become a superhero. 

As far as things went, I had to admit that was a little bit ridiculous even by my standards. But still, I’d made the choice and now I was going to stick with it. 

So, in my newfound career as a superhero what had, I decided to do? 

Well, I’d decided to do what just about any superhero does at the beginning of their patrol, at least according to comic books and movies. 

My armour was wrapped around me, and I was stood atop the Shard, the tallest building in the entirety of London and somehow seemingly one of the only buildings that hadn’t been affected in some way by the falling spacecraft that had been impacting around the world. 

Normally there wasn’t much you could see from the top of the shard. 

Okay, that was a lie. 

The problem was you could see entirely too much from the top of the shard. The building was huge, stretching up above the other nearby structures like a mountain peak made entirely of glass and steel. 

From that vantage point, you could practically see the entirety of the city, but small details down below were small and impossible to pick up on. 

At least, that would have been the case for anyone that didn’t have a pair of binoculars, a telescope, or an incredibly advanced alien mecha suit with zooming functions equipped to its visor. 

Unfortunately, I’d left my binoculars at home. The alien mecha suit would do. 

Using the zoom function on the visor my AI was able to locate and track potential threats in real-time, and the number of little red dots that flashed up across the city was honestly shocking. 

There were hundreds of the things, all throughout the city, and with no knowledge of what their abilities were there was no way for me to know which ones would be the most dangerous or threatening for normal police officers to take on. 

Fortunately the suit AI had another solution for that, the ability to listen to certain radio frequencies.

Using that ability it was a matter of child’s play to synch up to the frequency the police used to report crimes in progress so that I could track what was going on throughout the city. 

There were calls coming in from just about everywhere. A lot of those were about the explosions, people asking for help because their homes had been destroyed and things to that effect. 

But some?

Some were about the things that I was much more interested in. 

Mutated people with superpowers causing crimes and overwhelming the police due to their new abilities. 

One call, in particular, caught my attention more than the rest, a duo of mutates had robbed a bank and had taken out the majority of the police force that had been tasked to try and apprehend them. 

Like many of the calls across the city it was one of confusion and a lack of understanding, but from what I could gather the police had been told to leave the two criminals alone as the armed forces would be trying to deal with them, but that there was doubt that even they would be enough. 

Would I be able to outperform the literal army?

Probably not. 

Would there be needless casualties if the army did end up getting involved in that particular fight?

Almost definitely. 

I didn’t intend to let things go that far. 

Getting down from the top of the shard back down to ground level was as simple as how I had gotten up to the top of the building in the first place. 

My suit didn’t have the ability to fly, though there were some kind of thrusters in the boots. What it did have was a grappling hook attachment that I could use to essentially swing off of a building with an assist from those boot thrusters. 

The result? 

Something pretty similar to Marvel’s Spider-Man, if Spider-Man was wearing a bulky suit of battle armour. 

My grapple attached to the sturdy metal superstructure at the top of the building, allowing me to fling myself from the roof and hurtle toward the ground. 

Readouts displayed my speed, elevation and the arc that I would take over the course of my swing. My speed built, I arc’d through the air, and then detached my grapple from its position and allowed the tether to thwip itself back into the holster on my arm. 

Thanks to the force that I had generated I flew through the air at speed, though considering no warning lights were flashing I figured I would be fine to hit the ground at a run. 

The second my foot touched the tarmac of the road I took off at a sprint, my heavy footfalls gouging deep into the road. 

Ah well, it wasn’t like there were too many cars driving around at the moment anyway. The council would have to deal with it after things were somewhat back to normal. If things ever got back to normal, that was. 

The call from the police, and my threat indicators, were both sure about one thing and one thing only. These two villains had managed to rob the biggest bank in the city of London, the Bank of England itself. 

I didn’t know much about the building, other than it contained the largest amount of gold in the city. 

Or at least it had before the villains had decided to pilfer from it. 

It didn’t take much for the AI in my suit to track the trail of mutagenic radiation that the two were leaving behind, and had been leaving behind ever since they entered and left the bank. 

With the two threats I was interested in identified, the rest of the red dots on my visor faded away, leaving only two behind. 

A set of arrows flared into life on the ground, the AI’s guidance system at work once again. 

I followed them. 

This was going to be fun.