There was a quick movement off to the side, then it disappeared and reappeared, streaking through the alley and flitting around the body, Midnighter and the creature like a neurotic bee on speed.
The streak stopped and solidified into a boy with more messy red hair than a Weasley sprouting out of the top of his yellow cowl. He had red pants, yellow boots, red gloves and the whole Flash-esque motif going on. He also held a bag of popcorn, handfuls of which he kept popping into his mouth at regular intervals.
He cocked his head to one side as he considered the dripping chasm that was the creature's mouth and made a face, "Eeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww! What is that thing?!"