The cold wind blew leaves across the dusty streets of London as Otto Malpense walked slowly back to his home- an apartment building rented by G.L.O.V.E. He and Raven had been trying hard for two days to locate a Disciple called Andrew North, but he was proving stubbornly hard to find. Ah well, thought Otto, third time lucky, maybe? He slowly walked towards the flat he shared with Raven, looking forward to a good night's sleep.
What Otto didn't know was that he was being followed by a team of US special forces soldiers. Three of them hid in the dark alley to the left of where Otto was walking.
"This is Alpha Seven to all sniper units, take him out!"
The sound of shots suddenly broke Otto away from his thoughts. He sprinted down the dark street, ignoring the tranquilizer darts that were flying just centimetres away from him. He took a quick turn into a side street, hoping to reach his apartment, but suddenly a soldier appeared in front of him. Otto tried a roundhouse kick but the soldier dodged easily. Suddenly a dart hit Otto in the shoulder and he collapsed to the ground, losing the battle to stay conscious. His view started to blur as he was put on a stretcher and carried into a van. The last thing he heard was the words "He'll be glad we finally got him". Who's "he", thought Otto as he finally fell into unconsciousness.