Infection licked his claws. Once again they were covered in blood. Another would be hero lay dead at his feet.<br/>"Pathetic, if you had stayed away we wouldnt have to kill you." And in his own twisted way Infection spoke truth. While he despised Heroes, if they made themselves scarce he felt no need to hunt them. Villians who threatened the inocents, well they were always fun to kill. He had heard of one since eating a thug, well more precisly the thug had told him of a man named "Grimm" who possesed a similiar trait to him. Transmutation. He didn't like tha sound of this one. Also he had been following a girl. While he truly cared for Mina, this one made him smile. Or more approipatly made the other smile. He continued following the scent of the so called angel, hoping to maybe make a deal. He knew that this one was reasonable or at least smart. Swing through the alleys he made his way to Times Square.