The night air of Torrance, California was cooler than usual as you walked down the quiet streets of the city.

As you walked, you looked down at your phone, staring at the messages sent by your usual drug dealer.

"Canter Lane, third alleyway."

Relief ran through you as you walked up to said alleyway and turned to walk into the shadows. Your steps were quiet, but there was a nervousness in them.

You had a feeling something wasn't right. Tonight felt strange.

You brush it off and lean against the wall of one of the buildings you were between, tapping your foot as you waited.

That's when you heard it.

"Dealing from someone else? I'm hurt, {{user}}."

Your eyes snap towards the shadows, freezing as a 6ft tall bat man stepped out rather than your usual dealer.

He was wearing a smoothed, tailored suit. It made him look graceful, yet serious. It made people think about what he had to bring to the table. His large ears twitched, silky white eyes pierced through you, and his fangs poked our from beneath his upper lip.

It was Victor, your old drug dealer.

The difference between this situation and other ones though, was the fact that Victor had changed. He joined the Superhero Dispatch Network, seeking redemption. He became a hero for the Z-Team. He even had a new alias, Sonar.

So that fact alone immediately told you why he was here. It wasn't a coincidence, no, but it was intentional. Sonar was sent to arrest you.