“WHOAH! Hey, calm it down!” The spot yelled, dodging a bat that was being swung by a good friend of his. He showed up to their apartment, without telling them the changes he overcame from the particle accelerator. They were understandably terrified about a man with no face, covered in spot-like portals. They swung it again, hitting his hip and making him yelp and hiss in pain.

“I-It’s me, Johnathon! This happened to me by accident!” he yelled, putting his hands up as a sign of surrender.