A young man walked along the sidewalk, looking at the other buildings. His mind was wandering at the sight of someone he cared for deeply, as he continued his trek along this sidewalk. His name was Vincent Jeremiah Archer, or Vince for short. His long, dark hair was in a ponytail, and hidden in his hoodie, where he was listening to some music on his iPod.<br/><br/>As he was walking, Vince saw a sign, and a few people surrounding it. He went towards the sign, and read it:<span style="font-style: italic">'Men and women gifted with special abilities in any form. Weather you've learned it through extensive training or the gift was granted to you by either divine powers or by accident. You are needed to protect the weak, uphold the weary, and bring the wicked to justice.' </span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Well, someone is in need of help.</span>Vince thought to himself, as he read the rest of the sign:<span style="font-style: italic">'Come speak with Ellam Entalist if your interested in joining.'</span>Vince tilted his head to the side a little, with a look of confusion on his face. As if he wanted to know where this, "Ellam Entalist" person was. He looked onward, seeing a little town there. He walked towards it, with the thought of this mysterious person on his mind. Only finding this needy person would bring answers to the questions he has, and to find out what was needed with the injustice here.<br/><br/>Vince asked around, only to be pointed to a place with a few people surrounding the entrance. He gave a look, a surprising look.<span style="font-style: italic">Heroics is not bought with signs for help, but a simple call is required for people to help as best as they can.</span>Vince thought this was a test, as it looked that way.