Philip stood up and closed his laptop.  He would need to pay for his internet again, as he used a wireless hotspot he had found in one of the apartments a few blocks away.  This meant that he would have to either use what little funds he still had in hidden accounts on the internet, or go out and steal some Blade's identity to pay for it, possibly after he was dead.  Deciding that he'd rather keep the little bit of money he had, he dimmed his Light and walked out of the computer room.

He went to his closet and pulled out a costume.  He had decided long ago to make a game out of messing with them, then putting it on Youtube to show the world that they weren't the noble defenders of the people that they pretended to be.  In fact, that was only one of the ways he liked to mess with the Blades.  Most of his ways amounted to childish pranks meant to make them look stupid, like the time he put pepper juice on the toilet paper of a scouting party, or to sew discord among the ranks, like when he planted stolen pictures of one man's girlfriend in another man's sleeping bag.  Some of his efforts, however, struck a real blow for mutant kind, like when he sabotaged their generators, putting there efforts on hold for over a week.

This one, however, was just to make them look like fools.  He put on his [predator costume](http://www.thehunterslair.com/uploads/gallery/album_132/med_gallery_11565_132_403549.jpg) complete with working arm blade and mask that he found in a comic book store.  Once he was ready he grabbed his backpack, rolled up the blanket over the door which was there to block his light from escaping the cracks, and opened the door.  After pushing the cases of beer out of the way, he climbed through the shelf and closed the door.  He then put the cases back in place and camouflaged himself, taking on one of the more menacing traits of the  of the being he was pretending to be.  *This is going to be fun.* he thought as he walked upstairs to go look for one of his enemies.