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It's been a good few years but the level of disrespect and toxicity here has reached levels I just can't deal with anymore. I hate logging into the site, I hate trying to find threads, it's just lost all the value to me. I'm going to move on and find somewhere I don't get stress and anxiety from trying to do something that is supposed to reduce stress and anxiety.

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Luna Hawk didn't take the bait. It was too obvious. She had more than enough of an alibi to cover her tracks. Perhaps once the police would have arrested her instantly but they had a lot of experience with meta abilities these days and were taking a more cautious approach before storming in to arrest someone based on limited evidence like weapon impact points. It was meant to draw her out and with the more than obvious underlying statement they would keep doing it until she did something about it. Well...she already had. When she sold the studio it was to someone she trusted, one of the very few people left that fit that particular category. The moment the murder hit the news cycles security forces and hired mercenaries picked up the remaining studio members and secreted them out of the city to locations the predator wouldn't find.

Instead she stayed in her apartment, sent Solar Hawk out of the city as well and prepared. The apartment looked innocent enough but beneath the walls...all of the walls, was an armory that had been in the making for several years, moved after they left Grim and increased in size further once they settled in LA. She sat quietly, sorting through weapons and debating which ones to use, all the while media coverage played in the background, in the event new information came to light.

Already the predator had revealed one key element, they were a shape shifter. They were arrogant and arrogance could be exploited...they were also foolish. They had chosen to try and frame her further but in doing so had made a critical error. They had used a mace...a weapon she carried but infrequently used. She knew now that their knowledge of her was limited, these were not experts with a long history of information on her, these were people operating on what was known generally to the public.

Luna Hawk racked one of her guns and set it down on the kitchen table and picked up another, checking its charge pack. You want me to collapse emotionally, to become a shell of what I was so I can be easy prey. You're mistaken. You want to draw me out, fight me on your terms, you're mistaken again. And...you used a mace. She smiled a little and picked up a third gun. Which means...you know almost nothing about me. Luna Hawk's mace was a badge of office as much as it was a weapon and she was more than capable of putting it to effective use, but she preferred to use guns. A close range revenge kill like that, if she would have made one, would have been done with her hand cross bow/laser pistol, not with her mace. Luna Hawk lifted her favored weapon and aimed it at the TV in the living room.

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"I will take care of everything." Luna Hawk said quietly, eventually parting from her one time friend. Her eyes darkened behind her helm but she made no outward sign of her mood. "Like I always have." The last was...something of a rebuke. A message to the girl this time that she knew she had been betrayed...a reminder that she should have come to her first rather than turn on her at the drop of a hat. Luna Hawk had done everything for the girl just as she had for the others that now turned on her and for the others still silent in the studio. She had pulled her off the streets of Grim City, protected her from bad influences, given her free training and education and helped her build a career that made her a millionaire and a household name. Luna Hawk was a Hawk Lord and Hawk Lords did not ask for a gift given to be returned...nor did they countenance disloyalty. Whatever the outcome of all this the girl had burned her bridge. She wondered, for a brief moment, if the girl would be able to live with herself later.

Luna Hawk downloaded the security information and then turned to the girl again. "Keep me updated will you?" She asked. "And tell your mother I wish her well." There was a difference between considering someone no longer a friend because of their disloyalty and ceasing to care for them. Luna Hawk cared for her employees, perhaps to a fault. She had built this entire life time after the death of her lover on the idea of a better society and a better world, she had built networks, created friendships and helped people through hard times and through every single moment of it, had never asked for anything in return. One hundred percent of her studio's profits went to carefully selected charities, she put herself between her friends and danger at regular intervals. To see people turn against all of that so easily...it disgusted her. They were still her people though. She embraced her one final time and then left the house. Outside she looked up at the sky for a moment but chose instead to walk.

Turning to the side walks she chose no particular path, simply following where the concrete trail would lead her for now. There's only one way to protect them now. Every other option had been stripped from her. If whoever is doing this wants to use my people against me and get after their friends and families to threaten them, I just have to take them out of the picture. You will fight me, and you will not go after them because it will no longer suit you to do so. I'll just skip the next several steps. She sent a quick message from her helmet to a former ally from her STRIKE days. It wasn't long before she received a reply, the only outward sign being a sigh. There were no tears, not for giving up everything she'd built in this life time, or for the loss of any friends she had thought she'd had. Those could come later. For now, she was Luna Hawk. People thought that meant kind, but what it really meant was patient. Luna Hawk was diplomatic, she was generous and even friendly where Solar Hawk was distant and quick to anger...but that didn't mean she did not grow angry. It only meant that as the lunar side of a coin she was reserved, she kept her anger in check and approached situations with a more calm aspect. She had learned over dozens of lifetimes to interact with people and even enjoy their company...but just now she was reminded that Hawk Lords weren't meant to be among mortals. They were meant to guard them.

Maybe that was my mistake. She mused. I thought too highly of them. I expected the same sort of friendships from them as I had with others of my kind, I expected they would guard my back when it counted the most, but they don't, they just turn on you. Humans are too focused on their own family to focus on anyone outside of it, if their family is threatened, everyone else becomes easily discarded. Years of friendship and care can be cast away in a five minute recording. Well...regardless, at least she will keep them safe now. They'll stop targeting them if they're no longer associated with me...and let the media play out its little dance too, let them pick at the corpse of my ideology all they want...bunch of vampires and perverts.

In the morning it would be announced over the news that Luna Hawk had sold her studio to an as yet unknown buyer. There would be no parting speech with it, no comments of farewell, just the simple announcement. The death knell of a dream...

and the birth cry of something much worse.

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Acting was knowing how to take emotions and use them to your own will...or to forge fear into something useful. Just because someone could use their fear however did not mean they could hide the physical responses to it. The little stuff went unnoticed by most people but not a Hawk Lord, she could hear the slight elevation in breathing, see the changes to the eyes with her own eyes, capable of seeing with sharp clarity for miles. None of this reflected on Luna Hawk's face though, instead she embraced the actress when she broke down. When she released her again she looked at her, ignoring the biometric scans for her own readings. Something is very wrong. She's not doing this on her own accord...something...or someone...is frightening her. No, terrifying her. I forgive you.

"I understand." She said gently. "I think I see where this is going." She glanced up at one of the security cameras and her helmet's computer reached out, it tapped into two systems at once, the home's security system and the old Super City database. The system reached back, scanning through thousands upon thousands of records for any hint of someone in the woman's life that may have come back with the potential to frighten her in such a way, it came up empty. The security feeds did the same, except for one thing. The feed glitched, ever so briefly as the security system routed itself to backup generators when the power went out.

Loss of power? She considered that and tasked the computer to search for reports of power outages. There were none, a storm yes...but a power outage? No. Someone, something, had entered the house. Untampered recordings after the glitch only revealed strange behavior by the actress. A number of stealth abilities could do that. Why bypass the power though? Perhaps it takes a moment to activate the technology or manipulate the abilities. Simple light bending would only render invisible, there would be other means of detection. Curious. All of this went through the former detective's mind in moments, none of it registered on her concerned face.

I have been too lax.

"I promise you I'll find out what happened and I'll take care of it." She said to the actress. If someone was there or observing through other means, she wanted them to understand those last words, there was an ever so slight change of tone in them, they were not directed at the actress. If they've scared my actresses into doing this, they're either hanging around or have some other means of observing them. "I'll have to take your security data of course, I'll examine it back at the office and turn a copy over to the police." She sighed, as if hurt by what her Vice President may well have done. "How is your mother handling all this? Last I heard she was in the hospital." Luna Hawk kept close eye on all of her employees out of genuine concern for their well being and their families, it was not unusual for them to confide in her, or for her to know if something had happened in their family. It was one of the reasons she had engendered such loyalty. Until now.

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"I'm fine, thank you." Luna Hawk waved off the offer of a chair and shook her head slightly. The girl was doing well, with one exception. It was not typical of the people who worked with her to call her Ms. Hawk, particularly because they all knew her name. It was an unusual formality that caught her attention but would have otherwise slipped by had she not already been on alert. She walked into the offered room, her eyes flicking from corner to her corner behind the opaque lenses of her helmet. Data flowed through her vision constantly, social media cast aside for biometric readings that suggested something had the girl on edge, her heartbeat was unusually fast and adrenaline levels were rising. Something was wrong. She's acting.

The room revealed no secrets though and she turned to face her so called friend again. "Just, please, start from the beginning as best you can. I'm recording audio so everything you say will be on record." Luna Hawk always recorded video with her helmet but it was a rare moment when she also recorded audio. "I know it's difficult, but it's important we get all the details down from both sides so that we have a full investigation and a large amount of information to turn over to the police when they begin their investigation. Do you mind if I take a look at your security footage as well?"

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Luna Hawk was about to knock at the door when the latest news spread across the internet with all the expected outcry from keyboard activists. For the first time since it had begun a slow smile crept across her lips. So you didn't do it. If the story hadn't included accusations of something she knew herself she hadn't done, she would have been left wondering. Instead she new directions to take her investigation...like who was putting people up to this and why. She knocked on the door. Someone is trying to pull my life apart around me, or at the very least they're trying to pull apart my studio...but why? Who? It unsettled her that she couldn't come up with immediate possible solutions to her questions but after a moment she simply accepted it as fact, for now. She could worry about the details later.

Once the door was opened she stepped inside, her vastly superior vision scanning the immediate entryway and mud room as she stepped inside before she turned her attention to the woman who had started all of this. Keep your hand close. "I'm sorry to see you again under these circumstances, I hope you're doing ok." She told the woman. "The police are running an investigation of their own but I want to run an internal one as well...if you're up to it, I'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened."

Whoever it is was so close to having me question my own Vice President. They had to know what they were doing would make me stop questioning his actions as soon as they put my own behavior into the story."I've been running through the security footage at the studio and I haven't been able to find anything, but I don't want to base every assumption on security cameras." She shifted her head ever so slightly, her eyes turning to the security cameras of this very house but she made no indication of it.

Even while she spoke her HUD was displaying additional news of the now widening complaints in a little corner window. For now she spared it only the briefest of attentions. Without question someone wanted her company destroyed. They would largely succeed, the entire company was built upon trust, so long as that trust lay in tatters, Luna Hawk had no doubt she'd have to close the studio down. The loss of funds didn't bother her, nor the loss of the studio itself...it was the loss those in her company would suffer when it shut down. She suppressed a sigh. Maybe you've left too small a margin between yourself and the people you're meant to protect.

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Luna Hawk pulled her helmet on as she stood watching the TV in her office. She heard the familiar whirr as the computer powered on and cooling systems for said computer activated. Her HUD activated a half second later and began to record. Kendra never wore her helmet in the studios, it was a symbol when she was outside but unless she was doing official business she tended to keep it attached to her belt. In meetings she would put the helmet on her desk and activate its recording feature but otherwise, she let people see her real face. The people at Moon Bird were people she trusted, people she had raised out of the gutter with her own two hands and given a new life away from the tragedy and garbage of the old one. Until today.

A simple thought brought up a series of social media streams. As she expected the #MeToo people were all over it, calling for her Vice President's head, wondering how such a thing could happen at a company run by a woman, etc etc. Her eyes narrowed behind the mask. As if being a woman makes us all have the same mind, and the same opinion. Her views on what she called 'garbage feminism' would be held back for another day. Today she was not Luna Hawk the business woman, Luna Hawk the actress or even Luna Hawk the friend. Today she was Luna Hawk, the Hawk Lord.

She pressed a button under her desk and the TV in front of her deactivated. First things first. She spun on her heel and strode from the room, tossing the door open like it was a sheet of paper, the unfortunate door stop barely survived the impact. Two people in the hallway instantly moved out of her way, they'd seen the news too and their eyes were on the helmet and the sound of her mace clicking against her hip as she strode through the hallways of the studio. "We're closing early today." She told them. One of them, her secretary, moved off to let everyone know. Movie recordings on sight would be stopped until the next day, anything filming off sight wouldn't be interrupted.

She didn't open her Vice President's door. She removed it. It was easy to look at Luna Hawk and forget her strength. She picked the door up by its substantial handle and tore the security door from its reinforced hinges. A door meant to survive meta human impact was simply torn from its supports and tossed into the empty hallway behind her.

Her Vice President stared with wide eyes, his gaze instantly torn from the TV. He was ashen, his face an expression of confused and fear. Luna Hawk removed the pistol from her thigh holster and crossed the room. She stared at him as she ejected the magazine and handed him the weapon. She took her other hand and wrapped his fingers around the gun and placed the barrel against her throat. "If you did this, this is your only option." She told him. "Because if you did this, I'm going to put your face through the desk. systematically break every important bone in your body and personally carry you to the police office and I'll talk to my contacts in jail and find the biggest, ugliest bubba alive in the jail they toss your ass in and make sure you can never sit down again. So tell me Andrew, is this true?" She pointed at the TV behind him.

He trembled, his hand holding the weapon shook and he lowered it, letting it clunk against the desk with a Thud. "I...I...I..." He stammered. She slammed her fist down on the metal desk, cracking its surface. "SPEAK! She shouted.

"I swear to God I didn't, I have no idea what she's talking about!" He finally managed.

Before all of this, before the videos and the exposure, before the posters and the fame...even before most people knew the name Luna Hawk was a grim city and a detective. She narrowed her eyes. Have I been too lax? Have I been too focused on making people better to focus on my purpose? Have I ignored signs around me because I wanted to do something on a broader, less violent scale? Is it time to retire the name?

Luna Hawk was a name Kendra had chosen for herself in this life because the moon was soft, gentle, because it had a side to it that everyone liked...and a side to it that everyone feared. It was the light in the darkness but it also moved the tides, it could be small or large. Kendra wanted to be patient in this life, to deal with people when they needed dealing it and not rush off to violence as her first solution. Maybe that was a mistake. Solar Hawk never had these problems.

As all these thoughts went through her mind, her Vice President awaited judgement and wondered if he too had made a mistake...a mistake in not recording everything he ever did. The #MeToo movement had quickly spread like fire through Hollywood and when they were alone the men of Hollywood, even or especially the good ones, wondered if they could ever trust being alone with a woman again. It was easy now, accuse a man of harassment or abuse and watch his life burn away without a shred of proof. It was trendy to be an abuse victim now and trendy to fire first and ask questions later. Already on social media and the news Hollywood big shots who'd all worn black dresses at an awards show not long ago in 'support' of the victims they'd spent thirty years helping to conceal were calling for Luna Hawk to step down from her company for allowing something like this to happen in her own hallways.

"Go home." Luna Hawk ordered at last. She picked up and holstered her gun before summarily walking out of the room. A few thoughts sent messages to the major news executives making herself available for interviews and posted news on Moon Bird Studio's social media page that her Vice President was suspended without pay pending the conclusion of a legal investigation. Meanwhile, she was pulling up every security video of the studio, searching through hundreds of hours of tape to find any evidence to either damn or clear Andrew. Two pending phone calls from Sentinel Hawk and Solar Hawk were ignored. This is my problem.

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A few hours passed and she was on the first national news station to accept her invitation. Luna Hawk sat down opposite of their noticeably female interviewer and removed her helmet. She placed it on the table and activated the record function.

"Hello Luna Hawk, welcome to CVU Network, the Honest Name in News." Her interviewer began. "A lot of people are wondering why your reaction to the news has been so tame. Many people think a suspension is a slap on the wrist."

"What would they prefer?" Luna Hawk asked coldly.

"Well...to put it simply, they want him fired. When Matt..."

"Yes, I think we all know what happened with your previous morning news star." Luna Hawk said without a trace of humor in her voice. "As I recall there was evidence everywhere, from the secret door closing button to countless testimonies from women. He even admitted to it." She waved her hand. "What we have here is entirely different."

"How so?" The interviewer wondered.

"So far we have no evidence, we have the testimony of an actress I trust implicitly but we have no video in a studio filled with security cameras, no button and no admission of guilt. The standard procedure in our legal system is to launch an investigation and prove innocence or guilt. I have turned over everything requested to the police and launched my own internal investigation as well. In a few hours I will be meeting with the actress in question to hear her side of the story. If he's guilty, I'll bury him but I want to know beyond a shadow of a doubt."

"Why do you say IF he's guilty?" She asked.

"Because the investigation has only begun." Luna Hawk said, as if that should have been obvious.

"But you have the statement from your actress...."

Luna Hawk cut her off. "Yes and again, she's a wonderful woman, she was one of the first actresses to join the studio back when we were still tiny and operating as a private organization in Grimm City. I know her family, I know her story better than you do. I was raised to believe in the legal system in this country, all I want is to see it through, I don't want to jump off the diving board head first. Andrew Kuo is a friend of mine...but so is she. I can act and immediately fire him but then...what if he's innocent? Or I could do nothing and then...what if he's guilty?" She asked, her eyes, normally soft and beautiful, were practically on fire. "It's not my place to judge without all of the facts first."

"Your fellow Hollywood stars and executives claim you should act more strongly, that you should fire him and immediately deal with this situation in the strongest way possible. They even claim that your response was slow and that it looks as if you are trying to protect a friend rather than your actresses."

Luna Hawk shook her head. "Are these the same people that wore black dresses to the awards show?"

"Yes, many of them did." She said.

"Interesting" Luna Hawk said with another slight shake of her head. "The same people who spent thirty years ignoring their own abuse problems because it helped their careers?"

"What are you suggesting?" The interviewer wondered, stunned by Luna Hawk's aggressive responses.

"I'm suggesting maybe next time Hollywood decides to lecture someone about morality and how to handle sexual abuse they might consider inviting the victims of the sexual harassment and abuse they spend their time protesting and wearing $150,000 designer dresses for to their big expensive awards parties. They didn't. Not one. They'd rather preach than act. Do as they say, not as they do." Luna Hawk said.

"And...what do you have to say to the #MeToo movement?" The woman wondered.

"Some of the movement are real victims, people with awful, tragic stories that we should all listen to and learn from. We should absolutely go out and expose this level of harassment and abuse whenever it surfaces, but we should also be careful. It's easy to judge from your living room, it's easy to say "that horrible man!" when you only know the story and not the facts. A lot of men have been fired, a lot of men have had their lives fall apart and some men have even taken their own lives...and been found to be innocent later. It's a careful balance, seeking out injustice and preventing a witch hunt at the same time. I give you my word that if he is proven guilty I will make sure the book is thrown at him, I'll hire the best lawyers in the country to support my actress in her case against him. If it comes to light that he is innocent, then I will reinstate him to my company but regardless, there are two investigations, when they are both concluded and ONLY when they are both concluded, will I act further." Luna Hawk clarified.

"And what of your actress?" She asked Luna Hawk.

"I'm going to talk to her when we're done here." Luna Hawk said. "And I'm going to support her while the investigation is on going. I ask that you please respect her privacy going forward and leave her family out of this. If this is all true, she's had a hard enough time. You can be certain I'll be increasing her security to ensure her safety during the investigation." In case he is lying...but those weren't the eyes of a lying man.

"And can I ask how you respond to those who believe you encouraged this kind of behavior, covered for and should step down from your company?" The interviewer asked.

"Stay classy Hollywood." Luna Hawk said, her eyes shifting from the interviewer to the cameras. After a moment she removed the microphone from her shirt, picked up her helmet and slid it into place and stood up. "Thank you for the interview." She said.

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Luna Hawk landed in the front lawn of her actress and folded her wings neatly on her back. She strode forward, intent on speaking to the poor woman and determining as much of the facts as she could. She remained alert, her eyes on the house and its security systems. She'd still been running through footage from her studios. Nothing, nothing either way. Meanwhile, social media continued to explode and the news fanned the flames. Luna Hawk didn't believe in damage control, she'd made her statement, more of an attack than a defense and now she was on to investigate, before everything she'd worked for was pulled apart around her.