Everything seemed to take a first class trip to hell in a rather broken hand basket. First, the people whom he had been waving at just disappeared, about the same time that a man suddenly appeared in obvious bad shape. Movement off to the side caught his attention as he took note of a woman who waved eagerly at him from afar.<br/><br/>“Come on!” he gestured to those with him and took the small jog to the group that had gathered about the injured man. What he saw then...well he is not even sure what he saw. The wounds on the man closed and appeared on the body of the woman who touched him. Ever get that sensation where the hair on the back of your neck stands on end? Ace had that all over his body, along with goosebumps. This was beyond comprehension and when it was finally over, when the silence was filled with a sickening crack coupled with another lost soul who voiced their frustration. Ace knew the was not just lost somewhere in the city anymore. Where they were he had no idea, but what he did know was that this was not on any map they would ever be able to find.<br/><br/>At the moment though, his focus went to the woman who laid in the arms of some man he did not know. “Someone needs to get her some water or something,” the words barked in a fashion that could be considered an order by most. At least, had he been back home his crew would have known to snap to and do as he stated. “Anyone bother to check her pulse? Or check the state of the guy who no longer looks like he fell from a tree and hit every branch on the way down?”<br/><br/>A glance about those gathered for some kind of a response and he finally spotted someone he recognized. “You! You little punk! Is this your doing?!” more an accusation than a question as he rounded on the man who had given him the card. “This some kind of sick game for you? Like watching people panic, lose their minds and then get hurt?” he pointed angrily at those who were still on the ground. “Answers! And I want them now!”<br/><br/>Ace's temper had always been on the volatile side, especially when it came to others being hurt or injured. He could not stand bullies or those who liked to toy with the lives of others for their own amusement. Right now, this jerk was about to find himself in a world of hurt if he did not start to talk.