A nice warm sun, a little breeze and nice scenery where all the ingredients that made riding a motorcycle a pleasant experience. It was a nice day with just the right ingredients for Max to take out his bike and enjoy the countryside between Angel city and Valle Dorado. As the young man steered his vintage Royal Enfield motorcycle through the narrow countryside streets he though about how serene the countryside was compared to Angel City. Where the city was a violent place full of filth, scum, noise and exhaust gasses the natural environment offered peace and quietness. You could drive here for hours and not meet a single person. At times Maximilian enjoyed to be out on his own. To be far away from the City, his club and all the darkness that looms in the streets.

As Max rode across a small village he pulled his bike over next to a small pub. As he entered to only partial light bar some of the locals greeted him with a look of distrust. Apparently they weren't used to having strangers entering the establishment. After all, the place was pretty remote. As Maximilian approached the bar to order a drink the barkeep just put on the telly to watch the news. Max turned to the middle aged man behind the bar and nodded “ A beer please”. Before the man had filled the glass the few people in the place suddenly watched in awe to the screen. The news anchor was telling full of shock about a disaster at the Blue Harbor Nuclear power-plant. 

For a moment Max stood nailed to the floor, watching the news. Then he realized that Blue Harbor wasn't that far away from his current position. As the bartender put the beer in front of his unknown customer Max suddenly turned around and ran off. “ Keep the beer old man, I got to go”. He quickly jumped on his bike and rode off. As he left the village Maximilian pushed the gas in deeper and made his way towards the nuclear power plant. 

For some reason Max had taken his superhero outfit with him. He wasn't sure why he did it. Maybe it was some sense of duty or something but right now he was happy that he'd taken his gear with him. After about 20 minutes of driving he parked his bike in some small Forrest and put on his suit. With some quick gestures of his hands he used his telekinetic powers in order grab a few fallen tree branches in order to camouflage his motorcycle. After covering up Max used his powers on himself, lifting his body off the ground and flew towards the power-plant.

As he crossed the area he could see the thick black smoke coming from one of the buildings. Buildings next to it also seemed damaged. As Max looked closer he could see a trail of destruction with at the end of it a person in his underwear. He turned and started to decent. Landing some five  meters in front of the guy in his underwear. For a moment Maximilian stared at this rather odd character from behind his sunglasses. The man looked rather confused and angry. “Yo, why do I get this feeling that you are responsible for the mess” Spoke Max slightly annoyed.