Patrolling the city, per usual. The lights of the city illuminate every corner, and it seems as if nobody sleeps in this place. Sitting on top of the roof, you hear a noise.

‘Thnkt’.

Turning around, you see a grappling hook stuck on the edge. Suddenly, a hand appeared, pulling themselves up. Red X offers a wave, and comes up behind you. “You ignored my texts,” he said, sitting down. “You ignored my calls,” “You ignored my emails, like what,” he chuckled. “You seriously don’t want to leave your dopey hero team?” Red said, tilting his head. He spins a red x Schurkin.