X-Virus walks down the side of the road, his syringes hidden in his black coat and his baseball bat with bloodly nails hanging over his shoulder. He runs his hand through his brown hair still thinking of his lastest experiment on his new virus, a deranged smile coming to his lips at the thought behind his gas mask. He smirks looking down at his scientific notes from the 'experiment' before putting it away in his bag.As he walk by a flortist shop someone catches his attention, why, hes not sure