I walked faster, feeling him getting closer. I wasn't built to loose. I jumped to the next building, my skirt flailing behind me. I started to run, my heels clicking louder. He reached for me, but missed and lost his footing. He tumbled, and as I jumped to the next rooftop, he fell at least 23 stories. I stared down until his screams vanished and a loud cracking noise came from below. I winced, no matter how many times I heard it, I would never get used to the cracking of bones.
  Haden came along not long after the thing fell. She flung over, her long, ginger hair following her. I decided to keep mine up today. " Hem hem. What happened?" She asked in her heavy Irish accent. " Oh, he fell. Down there." I pointed. She looked down and frowned. We jumped rooftop to rooftop silently until the buildings got a little  shorter. I jumped off and she followed. The clicking of our boots were the only noises on this silent night. Our modifications gave us great eyesight, phenomenal hearing, and senses as sharp as machetes. Not super heroes, people call us nuisances. But they don't know, without us, they would all be dead. But they don't know what creeps in the shadows. We do. So what if we kill some people to save the rest of the world? So what if we do tons of damage? It's all for those ungrateful mortals. Who do they think they are? Our creation, is the best thing that they've ever had. That they'll ever have. Our creation, is going to save the world.

Because we are Special.