[center][h1][b][color=AFFF33]Abel[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[color=AFFF33]"It's been a week, yet I'm still no closer to my goal."[/color] His tone had a hint of melodrama to it. [color=AFFF33]"Oh well. Still got a ways to go I guess."[/color] 

At the moment, he's sitting on a bench eating a burger he picked up from McDonald's. It's a greasy thing that he finds very delicious. His medical background is screaming about how unhealthy this burger is to him, but he could care less. While chewing on a heart killer, he contemplated on what he should do now. He has a surplus of money from robbing empty cars and wallets forgotten on the streets.

His unreasonable and illogical goal is to find a way to bring people back from the dead. His only source for something crazy like that are people with powers like him. Besides, he has a lot of faith that he'll stumble across his desire. Luck is always on his side. [color=AFFF33]"Still though, it's been a while since I had fast food. This is really good."[/color] He finished gorging himself on the burger and tossed the wrapping in the public trash can. 

[color=AFFF33]"I need information."[/color] What he needs is to find an area where unsavory individuals hang out at. The Moonlight Brewhouse is a waste of time. He'd become known as a villain, which is foolish. Anonymity is the safety blanket he requires. [color=AFFF33]"Then... How about I just randomly stumble across a group of guys?"[/color] He smiled to himself as he thought of that interesting plan. He left the park and once again used his power to create a fortunate meeting for himself. Of course it's not like it manipulated people to come towards his direction.

He had to walk to unsavory locations like alleyways and abandoned buildings so his power would naturally cause him and his targets to gravitate towards each other. It was then that he saw some normal looking people casually taking a stroll through a street known for it's rough background.

[color=AFFF33]"Glad I brought my hoodie for this. I might need to invest in something better to hide my face soon though,"[/color] he mused to himself. He walked towards the group of three with only his smile being revealed. Everything else was hidden by the hood. 

[color=AFFF33]"Hey you three? Let me in on all the know-how, you feel me?"[/color] Before they could question if he was okay in the head, he flashed a couple bills. They grinned because they found someone who spoke their language. Money.

"General information or something deeper?" one of them asked. William coughed and raised the pitch of his voice. Even if they can't recognize his face, they might recognize his voice later on. He has to take as many precautions as he can. There even may still be things he's slipping up on, but it's fine for now. His luck can make up for his screw-ups. 

[color=AFFF33]"Give me the general info. What's going on at the bottom?"[/color] Deeper information is a waste of extra money they would definitely charge him. He can just extrapolate that from the general info they're going to feed to him. 

And so with his wallet slightly lighter and more info in his head, he went back to his hotel room. Lying on his head and staring at the ceiling gave him time to think. 

[color=AFFF33]"Gugliano Family is moving erratically? That's not good... Stirring up this city more after that Ambleweed problem. This place does have quite a bit of Mutants. It's getting dangerous."[/color] If he hesitates, he will die. 

That crime family should have information on people with unique powers. 

If he worries, he will die.

[color=AFFF33]"They do say with great danger comes great opportunities. Heroes, Villains, whatever's here... They're nothing more than tools for me to achieve my goal. Let's do this right."[/color] He left his hotel room with his hoodie and gloves. 

[color=AFFF33]"I'll need to get some special stuff first."[/color]