Nathan Stone, or Chameleon to people at the Gifted Institute know him as, was just a carefree man right now. Other than the fact he knew he'd get in trouble for skipping out on classes, he had no worry in the world. He had one of the most unnoticeable powers of the Institute, just the ability to cloak himself. Other than that, he was pretty much a normal human being. As he walked down the road, he soon found himself lost and in the bad part of town. He stopped and looked around as all the criminal activity went on and the argument over something that he couldn't hear went by. Relaxing. He walked over to some random apartments and sat on the steps as he waited for time to pass and let destiny set him on his course.