It was the whistling that caught her attention first. Who the eff was whistling such a jonty little tune was bound to be crazy or evil and crazy. Either way, she needed to check it out.
Her own plans momentarily forgotten, she found the unlikely source-her Sunshine causally leaning up against a building. Well, he was her sunshine…with clouds as of late. Since developing his powers and losing control he was changing before her eyes. It made her ache deep inside.
“Cisco, what are you doing?” she asked, approaching. cautiously.
Cisco shifted his body to face the woman’s voice. “Sup, buttercup?” He said, his lips twisting into a wicked smile. “I’m just doing my part, whatchu doin’ out so late? A pretty lady like yourself might find trouble in these parts.”
Cisco backup 