Blood in the hall pooled together after the man fell to the ground. His gasps were muffled by the sound of the laughter of The Shadow. The man had done so much to help him, yet he hated him with a passion. Others gathered around and took the body to the resting place of many and begun to chant. The blood lit up and turned into water, a miracle to some but a simple trick to others. The Shadow had only had moments before the rest of his group would find him. All of the masks before him dissipated and it was only him. This was the first testament to his doom... A wanted sign was posted outside several gang hangouts, bars, and whore houses. The call was simple and precise. "Super villains wanted, there is profit at hand." Under that was a a symbol with small words under it. The infinity symbol was confusing at first but the lines under it made it understandable. "To those who participate infinite amount of profit is to be made. This is for our future." Many took those posters and went to Jansen Street off of 99th. It was the darkest place in the whole city with just enough light to be able to make your way down the alley without tripping on anything. A table was set with a bottle of wine and flowers with a man in a coat and hat sitting at the end. "Evening gentlemen, the night is young, how about we introduce ourselves?"