Liz calmly watched as she saw a few men get piled into the back of a police cruiser, apparently being apprehended for smuggling drugs.  She sighed as she wondered if this was yet again the work of the notorious White Cat.  He was a dodgey fellow who would bust drug smugglers and other types of crimes.<br/><br/>[Like some sort of super hero...]<br/><br/>Liz was never really a fan of a super hero story, but the prospect of someone actually helping the city without wanting being seen was quite intriguing.  She wondered who exactly this hero was and what his motivations were.  Everyone has a motivation.<br/><br/>A sudden flash of white flew by Liz's vision as she started to stare off into the sky.  She snapped out of her thoughts to see, what looked to be a young male, on a rooftop.  She also noticed his distinct white mask.  Her eyes widened as she started to follow the man on the rooftop, "The White Cat..." She muttered as she followed him.  The hero was real, so close to the scene and no one even knew.  Her intrigue increased as she tried to picture who this man was and what his story was.  But as quickly as she had seen him, she had lost sight of him.<br/><br/>[But where did he go?  He couldn't have gone too far...]<br/><br/>As she pondered the possibilities, she was too late to react when she was suddenly grabbed from behind and pulled into a narrow, dark alley.  The man smelt of cigarrettes and beer and he was covering her mouth and held a gun to Liz's head as he slammed her against a wall.  Liz was petrified as she stared at the man in fear, quaking in her shoes.  "Hand over your money missy, let's make this quick and no one gets hurt.." the man said.  Liz didn't move, she was too scared to even register what the man was telling her to do.  "Hey!  I said give me your wallet!" The man exclaimed as he grabbed Liz by the throat and started to choke her, still holding the gun to her head.