Mr. Grey continued his own pace. If I move to fast he will chase me, his mind screamed. He wanted to run, to be home, to be safe. Why did he have to endure this? Why did they not just leave him alone? All he wanted was to go home and have dinner with his lovely new bride, Rebecca.

The Skulls footsteps picked up an even quicker pace. Mr. Grey slid his right hand under his jacket, he could feel his heart beating frantically. So fierce was the rythm that he feared it would burst from his chest unless his hand was not there to hold it down.

"Hey Mr. Grey, do you need any help?" the young Skull spoke with a sligthly slurred speech
"You looking for a new g.."

Mr. Grey stopped his walk and stood quivering for a moment. This was it.

"Jack! Let's go man!" A voice called out from across the street.
It was another Skull, this one wearing the full colors, mask, black leather vest and black denim. "Come on, and you better not be drunk!" he waved furiously.

"We'll talk later Mr. Grey" Jack the Skull said as he jogged to his waiting companion.

Mr. Grey stood for long moments. Letting his heart rate slow. That had been close. Very close.

He walked on.

He entered his apartment building, and walked the long lonely flight up the stairs. With each step, he came closer to security and safety. Warmth and love. All the things that the streets did not have. He stepped to the final landing to look at the door of his penthouse apartment.

The door was slightly ajar.

His pulse went into overdrive, he ran forward pushing open the door and saw emptiness. Rebecca was not there. He ran to her room and saw the locks where open. She was not there.

Who? Who could have done this? Jack the Skull.

He launched himself out of the window of the apartment and down the fire escape. He was down in moments, and running. Here and there he saw signs of Rebecca. A lock of her hair, caught in the fire escape. He captured it.

This spurred him on.

"Rebecca!!" He screamed her name.

Jack the Skull stepped out of the shadows and said "Lose something Mr. Grey?" His entire face was twisted in mocking sneer.

"What did you do with her?!?" he was hysterical,

"Why don't you calm down freak?" the second Skull stepped out. He held a sawed off shotgun in his hand.

"This is bad, a Cape can hear him a mile away" Jack said.

"I don't get it, they don't wear capes..." four more Skulls stepped into the alley.

"Shaddup, Burke" a final figure spoke. Wearing similar gang colors as the others, this one was unarmed. While the other had bats, sledgehammers, and pistols, this one walked with nothing but his own menace and power.

"Yeah sure thing, Zeke" the one called Burke muttered out meekly.

"I was just going to look for you Mr. Grey" Zeke said with a menacing whisper, and took a step forward.