Suddenly, a loud thundering crash is heard. Though it wasn't something horrifying with flames and explosions, it was just dusty and a loud<span style="font-style: italic">crack</span>. As the dust starts to reside, the figure of a female is seen. Though the dust starts to fill the street, the color of metal is easy to spot. Though the sites were rather unraveling to some of the civilians, it was rather of sheer hope to some of the cops and other law enforcement agents. But, once the dust clears, Titanium stands with her cape flying behind her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Trouble, now are we?</span>Titanium's low, humorless tone fills the silent streets.<span style="color: #FFFF00">Because trouble isn't good.</span><br/><br/>Titanium would look over the bank robber, trying to see what could be so different about him. For the last six months in her crime fighting job, she hadn't come across a single super human. Which never really found the strength to amaze her. Though, the highly intelligent hero would look at the man once more. Many things swirled threw her mind.