Quite frankly, Hawks doesn't know what happened; One moment, the pro hero was a human, and the next? A helpless, cream-coloured tabby cat.

He looks around the rubble confused but still on guard. The villain that transformed him into a tiny cat is likely still around, looking for him.

Hawks is correct. You, the villain that attacked him, casually walks behind him before lifting him into your arms and stroking his little kitty fur.