In the alley Bill was trying to think of something. The thugs were closing in. he looked around for anything to help him but all there was only garbage. He took a deep breath and stood up. His face was tense.

'So this is the great Agent Maxwell. A man about to die in an alley filled with garbage.' He said as he kicked some trash with his foot. He, with his gun still at Bill, took out a walkie-talkie. 'Package tracked and held.'

'Ah. So that's it. Larry Curly and Moe are working with someone else. And you want little ole me. I gotta say boys I am flattered. So, there is one more present under the tree.' Bill smiled seeing the slight uneasy looks on the thugs but all along he kept hoping for Ralph to show up. One thing he wished was that he had his gun. He lost it in the scuffle before he entered the alley. As he wondered if help were going to arrive, a black limousine pulled into the alley. 'Well, well, well. Mr. Big. I wonder who our surprise guest is?'

The limo stopped. Everyone waited. Bill felt as if this was personal and that whoever this guy was, he was taking time to get out of the car to toy with him. 'Well that's OK, I have time.' He said tilting his head, with a cocky smile.

Finally the door opened and a sharply dressed man, wearing a cashmere coat and matching hat, stepped out. He kept his head low as he lit up a cigarette. Flipping the lighter closed and returning it to his pocket, he walked forward being careful not to reveal himself until he was ready.

Bill took a deep breath and smiled again. 'Well, nice floor show but I think you should hire some dancing girls to add a little flair.'

The Man stopped just in front of his men. 'Maxwell, I've done time because of you and now it's payback.' He lifted his head.

'Johnny DuMonnie. Well, when did you dance your way out of prison?'

'I got out early on good behavior. Now, it's time for you to meet your maker.' He put his hand in his inside pocket and pulled out Bill's gun. 'Poetic justice, don't you think?' He cocked the gun. 'Any last words?'

As Bill opened his mouth to speak a loud thunderous flash of light appeared overhead. Trash was blowing all over the alley. Everyone looked up and Bill took advantage of the situation. He bolted through the cans and jumped at Johnny. They flew up against the wall and Bill kept hitting Johnny's hand against it trying to get him to drop his gun. Johnny pushed Bill back and punched him in the gut. Bill hunched over but returned it with an upper cut and a final slam, which caused Johnny to drop the gun.

One of Johnny's men side glanced and saw the two men fighting. He took his gun and aimed it at Bill whose back was to him.

Bill noticed Johnny look past him and in a split second did his own dance move. He broke from Johnny's grip and side stepped just as the gun was fired. Johnny went rigid and looked at Bill. 'Sorry Johnny, the music's over. Time to call it a night.' Johnny fell to the ground and looked at Bill then slumped over.

The thugs eyes went wide. As he took aim he was struck by a bolt of lightening from the opening above.

Bill stepped back and guarded his eyes. The thug was struck so hard that he went crashing against the wall. Bill's jaw dropped in disbelief and he now looked up and wondered what was going to happen next…

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Ralph, with his arms up braced for the impact of the upcoming wall. The portal was getting smaller but he was close enough and knew he was going to make it. He didn't want to hit the wall but then again, what was one more? He was going at great speed and he closed his eyes and squinted his face. He could feel the change from the inside of the portal to the outside. He made it. Now…The wall.

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Bill watched and he couldn't believe his eyes. 'Kid?' He saw Ralph, or what looked like Ralph, come out of this opening which closed as soon as he cleared it. The two thugs that were left started to run for the alley exit. Bill just watched Ralph….

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Ralph had expected to hit the wall by now but didn't. He lifted his head and opened one eye and saw the wall in front of him. He opened the other eye and, to his surprise, was hovering. Then he noticed the sleeves of the suit. They were white. This took him by surprise so much that he lost his concentration and dropped like a rock. 'WAAAA!'

Bill watched Ralph who fell on top of the two thugs. Well it seemed like Ralph. He ran over to help him off the now unconscious men. 'Ralph? I was uh...I mean…What's goin on? Look at the suit. What happened?'

'Bill I-' Ralph looked at the suit, which was now all white with light blue trim, and the emblem and cape were now dark blue. 'Oh wow.'

'You look…older too. What was that thing you came out of?'

'Uh, well…' Ralph was trying to process everything that happened. 'Bill, we need to talk.' Police sirens in the distance were getting closer.

Bill cleared his throat. 'Ah. Well, ok but not now. Why don't you hit the…silk and we'll meet at your place.' He said with a level of uncertainty.

'NO! We should meet at your place.' He said remembering what Kevin said if he should run into himself. He wasn't sure what or if anything would happen, but right now he didn't want to take any chances. He turned invisible and left as the cops were rounding the corner.

Bill watched Ralph disappear and the police enter the alley. He wondered what the deal was but he was going to have to wait until this mess was cleaned up.

'Who is this guy?'

'Johnny DuMonnie. He's punched his last dance card.' Bill helped the police finish up and headed home. He didn't know what Ralph was going to tell him but he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it…