As the white limousine came to a halt outside the meat packing plant. The smell of rain filled the air, as Knight adjusted his glove. Walking through the loading dock, as the another scent hit. Blood, and it wasn't fresh entering the plant discreetly. His footsteps echoing through the empty halls. Taking glance in each room, seeing old rusted machinery.

Though they seemed to have never been used. The only blood Knight noticed was on the floor, occasionally spotting some on the walls. Bending down touching the red liquid. It mixed with old and fresh blood by the texture. As a scent of iron was strong by the amount there was. Going further in trying not to alert anyone that could be here.

Seeing a trail run off from the main, Knight chooses to investigate. Peeking behind a closed door finding a room filled with bodies. The stench almost unbearable hastily closing the door. Returning to the matter at hand the faint sound of music was heard.

"Opera, just like Flint said"

Entering the main floor as an overweight man, stood hovered over a body. The muffled screams were drowned out by pig noises.

"Silence! Pyg make you better, Pyg make you perfect!!" He sang as if performing his own solo

The clang and clatter of surgical tools rang out. Not paying Knight any attention, until hearing his subtle footsteps. Pyg slowly turned his head catching sight of the all white figure.

"Who are you?" Pyg whispered

"No one, well not really" Knight responded

"How did you find me?" Pyg asked as a series of squels

"Not easily, but you were a challenge" Knight answered approaching the man

Pyg attempted to hide his victim, trying to reach his cleaver as well.

"I'm trying to make them perfect, unbroken"

"Not everyone is meant to be perfect"

"You're wrong!!" Pyg shouted

Knight was unfazed by the outburst, but kept his guard.

"You can either come with me turn yourself in or... find yourself in that meat grinder your choice"

"No, I can't abandon my them, my perfects!!" He shouted

Pyg threw his cleaver as Knight ducked. As he did the masked psycho swung at him wielding another knife. Dodged til Knight's side was slashed, retaliating with a punch to the jaw. Stumbling back Knight began to land pushing the body off the table. Trapping Pyg between him and steel table keeping the knife away, then assaulting his side with a flurry of hooks. Panicking Pyg landed a right Knight didn't react. Grabbing a scalpel attempting to stab him.

The blade went right through his hand. Instead of screaming in pain he pushed it further to grab a hold of his enemy's hand. Disarming Pyg Knight grabbed his head slamming it into the steel tabel. Falling to his knees, Knight grabbed a hanging chain. Before Pyg could rise Knight tightened it around his neck. The surgeon panicked attempting to escape. Seeing his discarded scalpel he grabbed it and stabbed Knights leg. Then headbutted the vigilante disorienting him.

Spotting his chance Pyg began to beat on Knight savagely. Knight began to bleed through his mask. Before Pyg could hit once more, Knight caught his Pygs wrist. Trying to escape from the steel tight grip. Soon after breaking his wrist.

"Argh!!" Pyg shout in agony holding the broken limb

Falling to his knees, Knight held the back of Pygs head. Soon smashing it into a meat grinder. Breaking his nose, and upper set of teeth. Curling up he groaned loudly in pain. Knight recovered his chain once tying tying it around Pygs neck. Turning the dormant meat grinder, the machine coming alive once again. Keeping Pyg close beside him. Pulling him to his feet by his collar pinning against the machine.

"I...just wanted...to make...them perfect" he said through his bloody mouth

"You didn't"

Knight threw Pyg backwards into the mouth of the grinder. Loud screams as well as fountain of blood sprayed across the tile floor. Soon he was silenced and the sound of the machine crunching was heard. The awful smell of iron filled the room, sounds of squishing blood under his feet. Adjusting his jacket as he was covered in the man's blood and innards.

Leaving Knight browsed his contacts searching for Flints number. Pressing the tag on the screen he sent a text, entering his limousine.

On the building across an unknown figure stood watching. A gun in hand observing what had happened.

"Now ain't that somethin" he spoke

"Tonight another death strikes again, but this one is more relieved than ever, as Detective Flint and the NYPD have discovered the body of Lazlo Valentin.

A convicted felon with a laundry list of crimes which include torture, kidnapping and murder...

Here in his hideout police have found a number of bodies. Including Mr. Valentin who was found head first in a meat grinder. A positive ID when his wallet was found. We asked Det. Flint and her is what he had to say"

"We had a tip saying to a number of different missing persons cases" he spoke

"Some say that a white figure was seen..."

"That is what a witness says, there is evidence of someone else here"

"Do you know who it is"

"No unfortunately, now we must clear the scene"

"Well you heard it here And now back to you..."