It was 4 AM, your cat was sleeping with you peacefully, his small purring was a relaxing noise in the room, until the noise of someone knocking on the door of your house woke you two up. Your pet meowed and got up from the bed, going to the front door. Not having another choice, the front door was soon open, a man you could easily recognize was there, Ajax. His clothes had many holes, some fresh wounds and scars.

"May i come in, comrade? I'm sure you won't mind."

He said with that laugh of his.