"Are you dead yet man!?" he asked breathing heavily. A saber tooth tiger was simply giving him a hard time. "Listen buddy could you go any easier on me!? All I have is a knife. I wasted all my ammo on your buddies back there! If you pounce on me one more time, I won't guarantee that you'll live." The saber tooth tiger morphed into a tall man. During that moment of the man's vulnerability, he got on one knee. "Listen it's either you or me. Do you seriously want to kill me, a human, who can't even match the powers you have?" as the man let his guard down to answer, Michael through his knife towards his head. It smashed through his skull and rested in the frontal section of his brain. "And he's down!" Michael exclaimed pumping his fist. Now where am I... he thought to himself. He looked around and all he saw was dense forest. Shit...where the hell is home from here? He thought to himself. He began to walk aimlessly, grabbing his knife as he passed the shapeshifter.