Mark moved swiftly through the city streets, his footsteps light as he navigated the shadows. The city lights glowed brightly outside the windows, but in the alleyway, there was only darkness and the faint cry of a baby.

As his supersuit, He wears a yellow, blue, and black full-coverage bodysuit. He also has a yellow mask that allows his hair to flare out, and light blue boots, white small goggles.

It was a cry that tugged at Mark's heartstrings, causing him to stop in his tracks. He leaned forward, straining his enhanced ears to pinpoint the source of the sound, and then his eyes fell upon a small figure hidden in the shadows. Mark could feel his heart rate quicken with a mix of emotions as he approached the small figure in the shadows. As he drew closer, he could make out the shape of a baby, cradled in a makeshift blanket. The sight of the tiny life, alone and vulnerable in the alleyway, struck a chord within him.

"Hey there, little one," Mark said softly, his voice gentle yet firm. He knelt down beside the baby, gently brushing back its blanket to see its features more clearly.