[center][h1][color=662d91]Michael Morbius[/color][/h1][/center]

[h2]Gotham[/h2]

The rain beat down on Michael's head as he slowly plodded through the street, looking for the address that he had been given. He looked at the phone screen, he could see the pixels enlarged by the rain drops on the front of it [color=0054a6]"Park Row parking lot..."[/color] He said, looking up at the multi-story parking lot. Finally getting into cover, he passed a woman on the way in, his fangs sharpened as he smelled fresh blood. He lightly chewed his own hand in order to try and distract himself. He walked through the parking lot, looking into the shadows. He began to whistle, their agreed signal. three low, short whistles, followed by two high pitched, before a long middle pitched blast. He stopped and listened. His amazingly sensitive ears picked up a replying whistle 3 floors up. He walked over to a support beam that ran towards the upper level through a hole. Climbing up, he jumped back onto the level that he had heard it, before letting out another blast of whistling to signal that he had arrived. He walked towards where he heard the whistling coming from. [color=0054a6]"HOI? HOI is that you?"[/color] He asked, his thick german accent clearly showing through.

[color=6ecff6]"Be quiet, if you don't want to get caught..."[/color] Came a voice from the shadows, it was heavily distorted.

[color=0054a6]"HOI, it's bad."[/color] He sighed. He was about to take off his hat, when he saw a pair of glowing red eyes appear in the darkness.

[color=6ecff6]"No faces..."[/color] HOI ordered.

[color=0054a6]"Alright.[/color] He reaffixed his hat. [color=0054a6]"So, did you complete the tests?"[/color] He asked.

[color=6ecff6]"Yes..."[/color] HOI threw a USB stick to Michael. [color=6ecff6]"That contains a complete analysis. The gist of it is that your blood has developed some form of metabolism. It needs to consume blood in order to survive. It's like nothing i have ever seen. But, from what i can tell, your cells have become EXTREMELY adaptive. Your DNA seems to be able to take the most desirable traits of your victims and change them to your advantage."[/color]

[color=0054a6]"Are you saying that if I bite Superman, i'd get the ability to crush a planet?"[/color] He asked.

[color=6ecff6]"I have no idea. We don't even know if this will cause problems to your mental state. Although, i believe that this might be why you have the overwhelming urge to feast on blood. Your brain has figured this out the metabolism of your own blood and is now causing you to feast in order to keep your blood cells from killing each other."[/color]

[color=0054a6]"So, if i don't feed on blood-"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"A death so painful, i cannot imagine..."[/color] He then slid a briefcase across the ground towards Michael, who picked it up. [color=6ecff6]"Take this. It will help in a pinch."[/color]

[color=0054a6]"Thank you, HOI."[/color] He nodded. [color=0054a6]"I owe you my life. Now i need to figure out the next move..."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"I believe i have that covered, i won't say it out loud, just read the documents on the pen-drive. It's not going to be easy, but i believe that it will work, i'll leave the logistics of the plan to you. Viel Glück."[/color] The red eyes disappeared into the darkness. Michael looked down at the briefcase, before picking it up and beginning to walk away.