Nile awoke in a dimly red lit room, he was tied up with rope and his mouth was gagged with a cloth, the last thing he remembered was fighting Arthur on a rooftop. His head stung, he thought someone must've captured him during battle and brought him to the police station. Once he had the energy to lift his head, his eyes widened in suprise.

There sitting in front of him on the table was Arthur. Arthurs gaze was cold yet curious, he almost looked possessive. "Hello, Nile." His voice carried a certain fascination, his thumb running over Nile's jaw. "I suppose you weren't suspecting to be here, huh?" He noticed Nile's tense body "We're not in a police station, relax."

He smiled coyly. "You know..." his breath touch Nile's ear and a sharp blade was placed on his throat. "I'm curious about you, why you're a villian...it's been years of us fighting, why don't you tell me your sick little motive?" he took the blade off his neck and leaned his hands back onto the table as he leaned back.