A few light days went by. Punk Rocket finally decided it was time to get to Red X and began his search for Kitty. Punk Rocket knew the best way to draw Kitty's attention, and that was her weakness for Robin's charm. Punk Rocket made a counterfeit call to Kitty, and acted like Robin, setting up a 'date' for the two. Robin was supposed to meet Kitty at the mall the next day at noon.
The following day at noon Kitty was waiting at the bench, everything went Punk Rockets way. She sat as if she was harmless, but Punk Rocket knew the dangers she could bring. He walked closer to the bench but still kept out of site. He held his guitar tightly and strummed the strings which made a loud sonic boom toward the bench where Kitty sat. Once it reached the wooden bench, the wood snapped into pieces and Kitty was blown to the ground. Punk Rocket laughed as he saw Kitty lying on the floor. He slowly approached her, and being as cruel as he is he strummed the guitar again blowing her even farther. He laughed at the sound of chaos, he saw her on the floor staring up at him, realizing she was tricked.
"Ello mate, sorry to break it to you but that boy wonder, don't like you. Do me a favor baby and tell Red X good ole Punk Rocket wants to make a deal"
He laughed again before jumping on the guitar, and soaring out the door. He found it amusing watching people being hurt. So while Kitty delivers the message he decided he can go have some fun. He soared through the sky into a children park, where many youngsters played peacefully. When Punk Rocket arrived that all changed. He began strumming the guitar and blew the kids around like leaves on a windy day. Amused by watching the children suffer, cops arrived. He smirked at them strumming the guitar blowing there cars and them away. Cars landed everywhere, on police officers even on innocent children. Hearing the people scream in fear and being helpless was all music to his ears.
After a long day of committing cruel selfish crimes Punk Rocket returned to his hotel, surprised by seeing no wanted posters anywhere. He smirked as he entered his room, tossing his guitar on the bed then approaching the couch to see Red X with his feet on the table watching old cartoons. Punk Rocket wasn't very surprised.
"Ay mate, get you feet off my table. Your putting rubbish all over it. I'm warning you Red."
Red X smirked at the criminal in the orange suit. He withdrew his feet off the table and threw a bag of chips onto it. He picked up the remote and turned off the tv, ad arose to his feet, brushing the crumbs from the chips off of his hands.
"Watch it gramps, you're lucky I'm not pounding your face in for that stunt you pulled with Kitty, but I do say it was rich. So punk, I got your message what can I guy like me help I gut like you with?"
Red X asked Punk Rocket. Punk Rocket chuckled as he heard 'gramps' did he really look that old? He was only in his 30's. He shrugged and pointed his finger in Red X's face.
"Listen up mate, one its Punk Rocket. Two im not that old, and three I have an offer a guy like you can never turn down. If you know what I am saying."