“And is 5:30 on the east coast! And the day couuuuuuuldn’t loooook any better. Am I right or what?” Yelled the radio of the car. With a sigh, Kestreel turned the volume down, and continued driving across the streets under the afternoon sun. The streets were filled with cars, cabs and trucks. ‘God I hate this place... Well, at least is not Europe...’ thought him, looking at the slow traffic move. ‘At this rate, I’m going to get there tomorrow...’ And a couple of hours later he finally made it. An apartment building on the downtown, it looked really old. Well, the whole downtown looked pretty old and wasted. The people living in there were all poor people, looking in the garbage for something to sell, or even to eat. Gangs of foreigners looked at each other, like if they were about to start a war right there, in broad daylight. And Kestreel, Kestreel looked so different. He, always dressed in a perfect suit, covered from the cold with a trenchcoat, and from the light with a dark glasses. He looked like he came out of a intrigue movie. In the end, he came from the government, which in some cases, wasn’t all that different. Kestreel walked into the building, there a poor couple hiding in a corner looked at him, hoping that well dressed man wasn’t there to hurt them. Kestreel sighed and continued his way up to top of the building. ‘This is all government fault. Focusing too much in all the DNA mutations, and not giving a shit about society.’ Deep in his thoughts, Kestreel made it to where he wanted to, and knocked roughly to the door. The door slightly opened, and a woman could be seen. “Who is there.” Asked here. “GDA. Open the door please.” But the woman just closed the door and ran into the apartment. Kestrel sighed. ‘Why they never surrender...`His hand started to bright in a dark blue glow. Then, with a kick of inhuman strength, he broke the door, taking it out of its hinges and leaving it on the floor. “Mr Ortman! Surrender! Don’t make this any difficult!” But people usually liked it difficult. A tall guy, of strong figure came out of the bedroom, tossing fire and lava from his hands. Kestrel quickly disappeared, leaving a dark blue line on the air, aiming directly at Ortman. “Surprise motherfucker!” Yelled Kestrel from behind him, now with the dark blue glow up to his shoulders. Ortman didn’t had time to react, and with a sudden move of Kestreel, Ortman was tossed against the wall, leaving a painful breach on it. “For the 5-4-2 Regulation! You are under arrest, for the possession of modified DNA and, or, the illegal use of it against a government agent!” But yet again, Ortman wasn’t persuaded to give up and attacked Kestrel again, burning the whole building if it was necessary. It looked like government agents wasn’t well greet on this lands... This time, Kestreel rose wis arms, and with a effort shout, he turned into pure negative mass. His body was just a deep black shadow that swallowed all light around him. Then, Kestreel shoot himself against Ortman. A dark flash, and not a millisecond later, Kestrel appeared again just in front of Ortman. The sudden change to positive mass, generated such energy that Ortman was trow outside the apartment, breaking several walls on his way out. The woman was hiding behind a sofa, looking at Kestreel with fear. But he just walked at slow pace towards the hole on the wall and looked down. Ortman body lay dead on the street, swimming in a pool of his own blood. Gravity is a force nobody can avoid... Kestreel just disappeared, leaving a mild dark blue glow in the air that quickly disappeared.