“Heeelp! Somebody heeelp!” a girl screamed while running on a small and dark alley. She was chased by a man who was trying to rob her. She tried to run away but the robber was getting closer and closer. There didn’t seem to be anyone nearby and no good place to hide either.

Then from one rooftop they heard someone yell:

“Worry not you, beautiful lady! I, Crimson Mask will save you!” Both the girl and the robber stopped in surprise and turned their heads towards the roof. There was a very flamboyantly dressed masked figure stood on the edge of the roof, with a cloak drawn to cover his face and rest of the body. He then dramatically spread his arms making the cape flutter behind him. He jumped from the roof making a somersault in the air. When he landed perfectly on the space between the girl and the robber, he spread his arms to the sides covering the girl at the same time.

“Now then, you foul criminal!” he exclaimed and straightened his top hat’s position. “How dare you torment this young lady? I will teach you a lesson!”

The robber tsch’d and steadied his posture, preparing to punch this weird man. Fists were raised as he stared the hero menacingly in the eyes but had no visible effect.

“You stand back lady. I don’t want you to get harmed,” Crimson Mask instructed, and the girl took a few steps back, wondering if she should just run away from these two weirdoes.

“Now then, foul criminal, you shall learn your lesson!”

“Shut up you freak,” the robber grunted and aimed a punch to the hero’s face. Smile disappeared from Crimson Cloak’s face, and with almost scary seriousness he swiftly dodged the rather sloppy punch thrown by the robber and countered with two shift jabs to his opponent’s torso. The robber gasped for breath and threw himself forward. Effortlessly the masked hero jumped in the air and landed behind the robber as he stumbled to maintain his balance. Crimson Cloak looked at the robber with great disapproval and then kicked him to the back of his knee and hit him in the back of his head with his elbow.

The robber collapsed to the ground and the girl cried out in surprise. Crimson Cloak stepped over the robber’s unconscious body and bowed to the girl.

“I apologize you had to witness this incident, fair lady,” he said, casting aside all seriousness from this demeanour.

“I…it’s alright. Thank you for your help,” the girl said.

“I will make sure that this criminal doesn’t bother you anymore. He will rest in the police cell for a while.”

“Thank you very much,” the girl said again, and the hero smiled. Swiftly he drew his cloak to cover him for a few seconds and when he put down his cloak again, he hold in his hand a rose with a little card attached to it.

“A beautiful flower to a beautiful lady,” the hero said and winked. “I shall make my leave now. I wish you all the best!” he exclaimed then, swung his cloak again and from somewhere a cloud of smoke appeared. When it disappeared, both the hero and the criminal were gone.