The blood was always a sure fire way to start a frenzy. The other loved the smell and feel of it. Simon found it diffrent. He had just killed another would be villian scuffle. They were both older and had recently been warring in a ghetto not far from his own home. The Bullet and Siphen they had been called. One was an expert marksmen and the other a human leech. He had found them near an orphanage fighting over the children. At first they were frightened of him as well, his maw filled with teeth and claws glistining in the moon light. After wards several followed him raving about his "awesome spike tentacle things and cute knees" He smiled and sent them back, thier caregivers terrified. He smiled at the adults and quickly spoke,<br/>"If anything else happens call this number." He tossed them a card. It was business card for a Simon Bradford.<br/>"We will arrive soon after." He took off swinging through the night.<br/>When he did arrive home, the other reverted back into a worn pair of jeans and black t-shirt.<br/>Simon walked to his fridge and pulled out and old takeout box of food and sat next to last weeks bank heist. He needed to get it laundered and buy a new computer. His current model was a month out of date. He looked at his cell phone.<br/>Seven missed calls and all from Mina. She was either worried or pissed.