Shade had just finished a long sprint, getting away from the crime scene he just left without any problems. He leans against the brick wall of the alley gasping for breath with wheezing coughs. Once he manages to catch his breath he lets out a soft laugh enjoying the feeling of adrenaline pumping through his veins.

He winces, his hand going to his side touching the fresh wound that he got from Phantom. He lets out a curse examining the blood on his fingers. It's dark, darker than normal blood. Swirls of black decorate the red like ink in water.

He hears a someone splash a puddle in the alley. His head snaps up only catching a glimpse of the figure at the entrance of the alley. "Stay back." He orders.