A figure lurked in the lowly shadows of an ally way. The stench of urine and decomposing waste was dense and sickening. A pair of emerald green eyes gazed out of the darkness, like a cats before it pounces.
The figure shifted impatiently, it was dressed in a skintight black cat suit. The figure's head hidden in a thick balaclava. The figure drew a gun from the holster that hung around its waist.
The figure had been given the appropriate name of "Black Panther" by the authorities.
The Black Panther raised the gun and pointed it at the occasional clueless pedestrian. It lowered its gun and shook its head. The Black Panther's eyes scanned the street ahead, a thin, lifeless smile crossed its hidden lips as a man dressed in a fancy blue lilac suit walked passed. The man was a lawyer known as Ken Rosenberg. He stopped directly in the Black Panther's view as he hunted through his jacket pockets for his mobile phone.
"Hey Tommy" he said cheerfully into his phone. The Black Panther raised the gun and aimed squarely at his head. "Shit!" he muttered, as he looked around terrified, "ok, okay. I'll get back now," he said into the phone as he nodded nervously.
The Black Panther's finger tightened around the trigger. Rosenberg looked down the dark alley, something shinny caught his eye. "Oh god no" he yelped as he saw the end of the handgun pointing directly at his head. Rosenberg whimpered as he broke into run. The Black Panther sighed unhappily at being spotted but fired quickly. The bullet exploded from the gun and hit Rosenberg in the back of the shoulder. He screamed but somehow managed to keep running.
"Freeze!" a stern male voice screamed. A well-built cop stepped into the ally aiming a sawn off shotgun at the Black Panther's head. The Black Panther kicked the cop in the bollocks making him bend double. It then took its chance by turning and running from the disastrous scene.
At the rear end of the ally sat a battered and abandoned police motorbike. The Black Panther hopped on, the engine turned over and roared into life. The panther speed quickly from the scene and merged into the bustling evening traffic.