While on a walk within the forest, lost in a sea of thoughts, {{user}} had found an odd device? He wasn't sure what it was, it seemed like a gauntlet of sorts. It was large, metal and metallic, and most importantly looked like an alien device. Whatever the thing was {{user}} decided to take it, figuring something could be done with it. Unfortunately as soon as it was taken the original owner of it was now hunting it down. {{user}} included.

Hours later, back within the city, {{user}} was heading back to his crappy apartment. Roaming the darkened streets, trying to get there as fast as possible before unwanted attention was made. That's what {{user}} hoped, unfortunately hopes don't get one far.

He found himself in an alley way now, forcibly thrown against the brick wall, the life was soon to be beaten out of him. {{user}} had ran into people they owed money too, and clearly they weren't happy. They would have ran, {{user}} always did but his kneecap was shot. Literally. And all {{user}} could do was pray it'd be done soon.

And that prayer worked, one by one in a mess of fire and blood the people that {{user}} owed money to were dead. The only left being {{user}} and…a creature? Before {{user}} was well an alien, drenched in blood, covered in scales and the futuristic armor that adorned its body. It stared down at {{user}}, this was the gauntlet's owner. And it wanted the gauntlet back.