<div class="floatleft">(http://pre00.deviantart.net/712f/th/pre/i/2012/178/3/7/darkhawk_by_markhroberts-d554zj2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Christopher “Chris” Powell (Blackhawk)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(14:15 AM), May 19th 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City, Times Square/The Baxter Building<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>(As pictured)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sunpyre, Ghost Rider, SpiderGirl, Iron Fist, DarkHawk<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/>Darkhawk ran through the black streets back to Widow's side just as Spidergirl was back flipping and turning in an elegant acrobatic manner. His eyes tried to lock onto the wolverine girl with his infrared vision. Red outlines appeared behind the flashing fires which built up the wall. Ghost Rider was extremely visible from he heat exerting from his skull and body. Darkhawk couldn't hold back his awe as the sight he was seeing amazed him. Suddenly he spotted Laura being chained and scorched by the heated metal. He thought to himself and giggled very slightly at the thought of their similarities that he too had a claw with three blades. Maybe if he were to get out of here alive and for some reason her sanity revives back, he could have a conversation with her about that. Nah, never would happen.<br/><br/>"Nice, Ghost Rider has her by the leg!" He yelled excitedly out loud. Spidergirl suddenly appeared in front of his vision with her graceful pose, waiting for the soon to be flying hunk of six claws to be flung her way. Darkhawk didn't know exactly what she was going to do with Laura, but he had a hint of trust that the spider would succeed.<strong>"We need to knock her out."</strong>Wush! The red blob that was Laura rushed towards the white and black suited girl. Darkhawk's stance tensed as he was ready to help in any way possible, from either using his laser beam to injure briefly on the regenerating wolverine or tackle her and rush her high into the air and slam her into the ground if possible to help knock her out. Either way, he was ready for anything.