Rushing like a cheetah after its prey, Nightmare dashed home, over telephone poles and wires. He was worried after his encounter with the cop, worried about his future as a crime-fighter. The words were haunting him: "You're gonna have to try hard. Real hard." Real hard. Real hard. Real hard.

            Trying to shut the words out, he front-flipped on top of a telephone pole with the agility of a cat. His red eyelids shone like blood in the night, but the black shrouded him in shadow. Any that saw him would flee at the… nightmare.

            Finally, Nightmare reached his home, a small apartment room on the fourth floor. It was hardly large enough for a bed, and he had had tremendous trouble fitting his desk in too. In daytime, he was a poor street lawyer named John Marlin, partner in the two-man firm Marlin & Dock. The other lawyer was his law school buddy, Freddy Dock, a short, exciteable young lawyer who enjoyed nothing more than a good courtroom thriller. John preferred the quiet of his home office. He was a very quiet man. No one knew why, but whenever he had the chance for a courtroom battle, he would always ask Freddy to take over. He was just very quiet.

            On this night, he was thinking of his tormented past. With terrible thoughts in his head, he fell into dreamless sleep.

            Alvosta was planning. With Grey now on his side, he was nearly invincible! He could rob Fort Knox if he wanted (and had thought about it several times!) Grey was the perfect henchman: strong, loyal beyond compare, and best of all, confirmed dead! Even if he was caught, Grey would never be discovered for who he truly was.

            Alvosta's plans had all come down to one thing. Grey would become his professional assassin. Whenever he wanted someone killed, Grey would slip out from the office building and minutes later a top businessman would be found mangled to death in his own office, tragically.

            "I love my life," he thought evilly.

            Suddenly, without warning, Grey came bursting into his office.

            "Masster, master!!! Someone has sseen me!"

            "WHAT!!!!"

            "As I crawled back to my ssshelter, one of your workerssss saw me!!!"

"Idiot!! Freak!!! How could you let someone see you! In broad daylight!!!"

"What shall I do?"

"Kill the one who saw you! I have planning to do!"

"Yess Massster…"