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fault,’ says Cyclone Tracy. ‘A Category 2 Villain shouldn’t be able to control an entire tree, let alone all the trees in the park.’
    I’m having trouble breathing as she quietly gazes at me with eyes, amazing eyes, from behind a fringe of hair.
    â€˜Cyclone Tracy,’ I finally manage. ‘Thanks for helping us out. Thanks a lot.’
    â€˜No problem,’ she says. ‘See ya.’ And, with gale-force wind suddenly buffeting us, she rises into the air and sweeps off in a southerly direction. I watch her until she is out of sight.



CHAPTER 8
G RL-STARS!
    â€˜M an, I hate it when other Heroes have to bail us out,’ I say, although secretly I think that if anybody had to step in, I’m glad it was Cyclone Tracy.
    We’ve just been released from another boring school day and changed into our costumes so we can comb the streets of Fairfield, looking for low-level criminal activity. The Gamer and Logi-Gal had to catch trains from a couple of suburbs away, to the east and west respectively. As we walk, The Gamer constantly darts onto the nature strip smashing mysterious crates and collecting flashing gold coins.
    â€˜We weren’t bailed out,’ says Torch, who is wearing a black jacket over his fiery costume. ‘We would have toasted them if Cyclone Tracy hadn’t shown up, looking to hog the glory. I had them just where I wanted them.’
    â€˜Of course you did.’ Logi-Gal adjusts her glasses.
    â€˜I thought you were great in the battle, Logic-Girl,’ says Cannonball. Torch gives him a strange look so Cannonball punches him on the arm.
    â€˜Ouch. That really hurt,’ says Torch. ‘You’re not hitting Bushranger now.’
    â€˜There’s no way those guys were Category 2,’ The Gamer says. ‘Who was that Morphul dude? He was genuinely scary. And Bushranger had the whole park under his command. That’s no Category 2.’
    â€˜You reckon? He could only wave a few branches in a threatening manner,’ sniffs Torch. ‘Minor league stuff.’
    â€˜This from the human candle,’ says Cannonball. ‘I didn’t notice you taking him out.’
    â€˜I thought The Gamer had him covered. And don’t call me a candle. I’m a Torch, Popgun. I’m going places.’
    â€˜Yeah, novelty birthday parties,’ mutters Cannonball.
    â€˜Oh yeah,’ says Torch, taking off his jacket. ‘Do novelty birthday party acts have a genuine tattoo?’
    With his jacket removed, we can see Torch’s bare arms. His costume is sleeveless. And on his upper right arm is a huge black tattoo.
    â€˜Torch,’ says Logi-Gal. ‘What in Golden Boy’s name is that?’
    â€˜You’ve torn the sleeves off the famous Torch uniform,’ I say. ‘Your family will be mad.’
    â€˜A Heroic Tailor can fix that,’ he says.
    â€˜More to the point, why do you have a tattoo of a willy on your arm?’ asks The Gamer.
    â€˜A what?’ says Torch. ‘It’s a finger pointing, with flame.’
    He strains his neck to get a better look at the tattoo.
    â€˜It’s a doodle, Torch.’ Cannonball is shaking with laughter.
    â€˜It’s a “stylised” finger – pointing. With a flame shooting out of it.’
    â€˜This is why your arm has been sore?’ I say. ‘Because you had a “sausage and two veg” tattooed onto your arm?’
    â€˜It’s a Heroically clenched fist. It’s a pointing finger. Look how cool the flame is.’
    â€˜Torch,’ says Logi-Gal. ‘Torch, Torch, Torch.’
    â€˜You guys are just jealous because you don’t have a cool Hero tattoo,’ he fumes.
    â€˜I wonder if my agent would approve of ink?’ Cannonball wonders, but then stops dead. ‘Oh no, look who’s coming.’
    Five girls are standing at the end of the alley. They’re all about 12 years old and when they spot us,