Within the peaceful city of Royal Woods, there was some sort of man running away in an empty alley. it looked like a man in ragged clothes, and a ragged jacket looking very scared as if a terrible monster was chasing after him and trying to eat his guts and innards. Suddenly, the man was caught in a dead end, and something had ensnared him like... some kind of rope so that he couldn't get away any longer from whoever was in pursuit of him. A large figure appeared behind him, and it revealed to be a man in a white bodysuit with a black belt and a silver belt buckle that had an insignia entitled: "Death" on it.

"Bones," said the the frightened man, "look, there has been a big mistake. I was framed, and I didn't smuggle the Norwegian purple puffin. It was Nikita Bronstein! Please! Please don't turn me in!"

The man was cut off when the man punched the captive in the face to keep him quiet. "Shut up!" he snapped. "I know a wanted criminal when I see a wanted poster. You will make me rich. I know it. Now, come in, scum." he carried the man to what appeared to be a small armored truck and drove off to the police station.

A man like him looked intimidating and he had a black mask to cover his face and have metal visors for the masks' eyes. He had two guns attached to his belt and two swords in sheaths behind his back, looking similar to katanas or Chinese fighting swords.

When he reached the police station, he grabbed hold of the criminal and placed it in front of the police to take him into custody and put him in a cell. "That Paul Gutierrez is a slimy one." said one of the officers. He looked at the figure and the officer said: "Thanks Bones, you've done it again."

"No prob. And you know... I don't work for free. So where is my share?"

"Right, you're a bounty hunter. I almost I about that." The officer then pulled out a small was if cash for this supposed bounty hunter, and he added: "a bounty of seven-thousand dollars for the bounty kn Paul's head."

"Pleasure doing business with you, gentlemen." said Bones before exiting the police station and heading back into his armored truck and driving off down a road. This Bones person is supposed to be one of the most feared bounty hunters in the United States, someone more intimidating than Dog Chapman himself, and there is only one thing that comes to his head when a hunt is involved: "money."

As he stopped at Flip's to get himself some coffee, he was then greeted by a stranger with a trenchcoat and a wide-brimmed hair and sunglasses like some kind of spy or secret agent. "Pardon me, are you, Bones Phelps?"

"Yeah, what would you like to know, bub?"

"My boss has a special job for ya. Something worth one million dollars if you succeed."

The bounty hunter spat out his coffee after hearing that offer, and he looked surprised. "One million dollars? Wait, how do I know this is no scam?"

"Relax, my good man." said the shady person. "My boss will tell you everything you want to know." he pulled out a small screen to him on a tablet, and showed him a man that Luna had defeated, Wernicke, who was still in a maximum security prison.

"Bones Phelps." said the former politician, "my name is Wernicke, and I have a special job for you. You see, the newest superhero of Royal Woods, Luna Frost, has ruined my life, and had me put in prison for as long as I live. I was one a member of Wernicke corporation. However, that meddlesome Luna came along and ruined all that I have worked for. So, thanks to her, I am one of the most despised and hated people in the world."

"What do you want me to do about it?" asked Bones.

"Well, as my employee said, "you will be rewarded a million dollars if you kill Luna Frost, and or suffer. If you so manage to have her flushed out, dead or alive, then the money will he used."

Bones then smiled and he asked: "exactly, how do you want me to kill her or subdue her?"

"I honestly don't care what you do." said Wernicke on the screen. "You are more than welcome to do any thing necessary, as long as she is out of the picture."

"And you swear that I will get the reward as promised? I want to see the reward to see if you are telling the truth."

"I thought you would say that. Claud, show him the goods."

The the henchman pulled out a check that labeled one-milion dollars on it, showing the bounty hunter that Wernicke was telling the truth. "Oh my god. Well... count me in. I berube you now."

"Excellent." Wernicke chuckled.

"Do you know where Luna is? This... girl that is the new superhero?"

"That... I know not." the incarcerated villain remarked. "But, keep an eye out for her. She is destined to be a do-gooder and spring into action once a crime is a foot."

"Whatever you say, old timer. Oh!" he had a stern look at Wernicke before warning him: "and no double-crossing either. Because if I do, you will be as sorry as a prisoner of war."

"Of course, Bones." said Wernicke. "You have my word."

"Good, because I have ways of tracking people down."

"I can see that. Now, good luck, and happy hunting for Luna. If you do bring her, do bring her head to me as a trophy for my wall."

"Gotcha."

Claud closed the screen and said: "well, I guess my work here is done. Good day to you, Bones. Oh, and... no one has seen or heard anything about this, if you know what I am talking about."

"Heh heh. Don't worry. I know when to keep my mouth shut."

"Good." Then Claude went into his car and drove off while Bones got some gas for his own vechile. While the gas was filling up, he thought to himself what he could do with one million dollars on him after he successfully kis or captures Luna Frost for Wernicke's sake for revenge. He unveiled his mask and it revealed to he a man with light-brown hair and average for a mare, something similar to Kevin Spacey's hairstyle, and looked around.

"This is my lucky day." he said. "One million dollars. Luna Frost, you are going to make me big bucks."