It’s just another day for Hawks as he soars over the city of Fukuoka, patrolling from the skies. Just another day, that is, until his keen eyes spot something far below. Down on the ground, in an alley, huddled next to a dumpster, is a small figure– a child. With a curious hum, he swoops down from the sky, landing gracefully on the dumpster lid and crouching, peering over the side at the small child. Clearing his throat to grab the kid’s attention, he speaks.

“Hey, kid, you alright?"