"Why does everything need to be so Gorey all the time?" Maxi wondered as he scoped the scene of a double bio-terrorist attack. One doctor Simone and a woman, the office building scraped the sky. Police cruisers surrounded the building's entrance's "what do you think?" a deep voice said from behind him, the voice was a harsh manly voice. agent Victor Franklin Maxi's inside on police business "nothing on the the security camera's?." Maxi asked staring down at the street below. They were on a small apartment buildings roof a few blocks away from the scene,Victor shook his head "how were the wounds inflicted?". Maxi asked again 
"chemical burns" Victor answered quickly. Maxi looked at the photo's that Victor had given him, a gaping hole straight through his head "chemical burns never get that serious, defiantly a homie out for revenge." Maxi handed back the photo's to victor "i'll do what I can and come back later tonight". Maxi shook Victor's hand and then jumped off the roof, to him there was a flash of yellow light and he was flown almost all the way up the twelve story building only being saved from death by him reaching up and grabbing the edge of the roof and pulling himself up. 

But to Agent Franklin it would be a blink and Maxi would be pulling himself up onto the roof. On the roof Maxi pondered what happened, remembering the photo's he was shown. He knew the man who died, he was a scientist at Curden Cay who worked with special, more powerful conduits. Maxi found it a little insulting that he didn't get to work with him, but that was probably for the best, Maxi paced around the roof top, the afternoon sun bearing down on him like a whip, pushing him harder to solve this problem. A conduit that could use acid, or some form of chemical a very interesting power indeed. 

Maxi put it off until he could get into the building, he was going to meet Franklin around twelve in the morning to check out the scene. Maxi went to the edge of the twelve story building, this city was in for some bad times. The Syndicate was doing whatever bigot didn't have the stones to try and now the reapers were back and with their new leader seemed to be more ruthless than ever. "Why can't we all just get along?". Maxi said to himself as he let himself fall off the roof. Falling a few feet, staring at his reflection in the windows of the glass building he was falling fro, his dirty blonde hair was being styled by the wind, his black zip-up hoodie worn over a ripped and torn white shirt. His almost always goofy smile was wider than ever, he watched himself as he transformed into the ray of light and landed safely in an alley below.