The raindrops covered the streets, already wet from the high humidity due to the lack of sun, the weather was cold, and the streets nearly empty, dark and, as usual, dirty. A dirty looking man walked around, stumbling like a man who had too much Bourbon would, making his path trough as many alleys as he could, keeping it quiet but cursing at himself and moaning cries of desperation like any other broke man would. Suddendly a shady character revealed himself to the poor man, who began yelling "Who the ferf are fyou?! What the ferf afre youf foing herf?!" he managed to yell. But before he could move, the stranger took as step forward and knocked the man out, with a right hook swing punch which knocked him out instantly. And as soon as the drunkard hit the ground, the stranger approached his stiff body and took out a ciringe, placing it on his arm and letting a substance go inside him, then sooner rather than later, the menace left, the man who instantly begun shivering. Back at the police station a phone rang, and a dark blue haired man with dark orange eyes answered it, with a tired look like he was expecting it to be just something lame, he actually turned around to look for his long life partner, but then he had to answer. "Hello, Hyde here" he responded, and after a short 40 seconds he nearly jumped from his chair. "You found what?!" he nearly put the scream on the heavens high. "I understand, we'll be there soon" he said finally and hung up, he stood up and walked up at his partner "Hey, guess what, something interesting for the first time in months, we gotta head to the central park".