The infamous Rodrigo Scarletti, leader of the biggest gang around Minneapolis came back to consciousness.
And regretted it, since his entire body, lying on the ground, was nothing but pain.
His vision difficultly focused on the gargantuan mole who, in the space of ten minutes, came through a wall like it was nothing, clobbered senseless every of his men without giving a shit about the shots they had at him (actually, he did give a shit about it, but his wounds healed almost instantly...), visibly enjoyed it (that was the scariest thing...) and finished by dropkicking the old bastard straight in the face.
And was now ransacking the entire lair.
He moaned in pain.
"Well, well, look who's up," said coldly the man.
Another moan.
"Oh, quit your whining," spat the wrestler-clothed colossus. "I went easy on you, I could have ripped your head off."
As he spoke, he kept searching, and eventually found a hidden safe.
At the sight of the mole effortlessly annihilating the extremely reinforced safe with just one punch, Rodrigo paled.
A palor that intensified when he saw a triumphant smile appear on the man's lips.
"With that, you and your little goons ain't gonna get a tan again. Ever."
"Look," stammered the thug boss, "what's your price?"
A silence.
"What?"
"Ten millions? One hundred? Anything you want, I can give it to you. Just give me back these..."
The bribing words ended in a high-pitched yelp when the giant stomped the ground right next to his head, annihlating the floor.
"Can it NOW, or I'll do it again a few inches to the right!" snarled the overgrown wrestler. "You could propose me all the wealth in the world, I would not accept! Because you see, the mayor of this town is a good friend of mine. And I did NOT appreciate your attempts to kill him!"
Scarletti gulped. This time, it was over for him, and he knew it. He didn't resist when the muscle mountain grabbed him, lifted all the goons as easily as a feather, and brought them all to the flabbergasted police precinct.
"Here you have. The entire Scarletti gang, with all the proofs you could need to convict them."
There, he had a smile.
"A gift from your new local superhero, Big Claw."

And here is the end of Big Claw's birth!

Art by  almasy, he of the cool details.
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22604015/
Gordon / Big Claw © me