Daimian ducked behind the hood of one of the police cars, peeking his head out to get a decent look of what was going on. 'Wonder what the hold-up is in this little place,' he thought to himself, squinting his eyes and tilting his head as he looked at the broken windows of the pawn shop and the music store next to it. 'Can't really get a good read on which place was robbed or broken into, but if there's this many cops here, it must be somewhere important,' his eyes darted to the right side of the building, 'I mean, I guess there's a pawn shop next to here, so there might be value in that?'
   'Whatever it is,' Daimian pulled his head back but still tried to look around the car, 'I have the slightest feeling it was caused by that big guy we're surrounding right now.' He poked his head over the hood this time, seeing a man of a bulky build with dark hair, a black face mask, a pair of thick, black goggles and a thin, black tank top. The man seemed to have two masses of metal around his hands that resembled gloves, each carrying valuable looking items like jewelry and money.
   "THIS IS THE POLICE," an officer yelled through a megaphone, "WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED! PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND APPROACH US SLOWLY!" He set the megaphone on the hood of one of the cars behind him. The man with the metal gloves threw his hands in the air, letting the valuables drop to the ground. A number of police men and women looked around at each other in confusion as the man started to walk towards them just as they had asked.
   "Is he just giving up like that," one officer sitting on the car where Daimian was hiding asked. “I mean, no need for force or anything?”
   "Maybe," another confused officer told him. He pointed at the large man with the metal gloves, looking at a female officer across the street. "Jan, how about you check it out. Granted, seduction is a last resort most of the time..."
   Jan sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked towards the man, pulling out a pair of handcuffs from her belt. Clipping them onto his forearms as best she could, she took him over to one of the nearest police vehicles. The man patiently waited and stared at the concerned crowd behind him as Jan started to open the back door. "Alright buddy, I don't know why you caused all this ruckus, but for breaking and entering the way you did today, you're definitely under-"
   Before she could finish her thought, the man ripped the handcuff’s chain and slammed the officer's face into the window of the door she was opening, all in one complex yet swift motion. She fell onto the concrete with a thud as the the man with the metal gloves tore the same car door off of it's hinges and threw it at the officers who were now firing at him. Taking the driver's door next, he unknowingly throws it in Daimian's direction, who was looking from the front of the police car to get a closer look of the scene. The door thrown acted almost like a Frisbee, the two officers in front of Daimian getting knocked in the head as he ducked under them and the flying object.
   The man rushed through the light barrage of bullets, covering his face with his metal gloves. Before completely passing the crowd, he tore the hood of one of the cars off and threw it back at the exposed engine, causing it to burst. Daimian tried to follow the man by going outside of the cloud of officers, but was caught off-guard by the explosion of the car knocking him on is ass.
   Daimian started to get back up on his feet, using a bike rack next to him for leverage. "What the hell was all of that," he asked himself as he looked to his left at the crowd then back on the man running into the streets of downtown. Daimian rubbed his masked face with his hands, lifting up his goggles slightly to better touch his eyes.
   Just as Daimian got his footing, he was pushed back in his chest by a white figure rushing past him, seemingly going after the man with the metal gloves. He couldn't get a good glimpse of him, but Daimian knew that the man couldn't have been working with the police, not with how bright the suit was. He got back up to his feet and ran behind him, as well as half of the officers from the crowd. As he ran, he saw the man with metal gloves get punched in the jaw and stagger backward from the white figure.
   "Now how do you like that," the figure asked the man with the metal gloves, "old friend?" The figure seemed to be wearing a sort of modern battle armor, a superhero suit maybe. The suit was a bright shade of white that helped accentuate the creases in the chest and gloves. He wore a utility belt that had a dark yellow hue with a small emblem on the front and covers for his feet and hands of a lighter shade. He wore a helmet that seemed to make a curled M or almost a heart shape around his face, with what looked like little horns poking from the top of his head. Covering his face was a solid black mask with nothing but yellow triangles that served as his eye.
   "Nino Man..." the large man said as he straightened his strong back, pointing at him with his massive metal gloves.
   "That's right," Nino Man said, stepping closer to the man, pointing back at him, "don't wear it out or you’ll have to pay for it."
   The man with metal gloves let out a frustrated grunt as he threw a punch at Nino Man, launching him into the windshield of a parked car next to them. Looking back at the man in the crushed windshield, he turned away and started to run away from the fight, going further into downtown.
   "Hey, get back here, you dick," Nino Man shouted as he stood back on the pavement, brushing off some glass and dust off of his shoulder before holding his arms wide open. "Where do you think you're going, Killy," Nino Man angrily shouted as he started running down the street after the man.
   "Hey, wait up!" Daimian said waving, following the two from the sidewalk. For a moment, he stopped and looked at what seemed to be a dead end for Killy, stopping near an alleyway. Killy looked around the scene before plunging one of his fists into the wall of a nearby building, then he put his other hand a little higher up, lifting him a few inches from the ground. Then he moved his first hand up a bit, then his other hand, climbing the building almost effortlessly and leaving massive holes of brick below him that he used to hold his feet.
   "Dammit," Nino Man looked up at the large man before peering into the alley next to him and rushing into the tight, brick area. As Killy got to the second story, Nino Man started to jump from wall to wall, kicking his way up to the roof. The two reached the rooftops of the buildings, Killy trying to run away from Nino Man once again. They jumped between the gaps made by the alleys before reaching the end of the street. "There's nowhere left to run, Killy." Nino Man smugly tilted his head up as he looked at the seemingly confused criminal. "Now how about you make this easier and just jump off of this rooftop. I can just take you in as a thing of broken bones and muscles. How does that sound to you?"
   "You'll never get me, you bastard. Not like that you won't." Killy turned his head behind him, pulling a slider on his right glove closer to his elbow. Completely turning to face Nino Man, he stood his body straight up, ready to attack the man in white. All of a sudden, a half broken brick came flying though the air and hit him in his goggled eyes and forehead, causing him to fall onto the roof a little bit.
   Nino Man looked shocked at Killy before shifting his eyes and eventually his head over his right shoulder. Standing there, Daimian kept looking forward at his massive target as Nino Man threw his arms up and shouted "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING," with a mixed tone of annoyance and rage.
   "I'm trying to help you out, bro," Daimian exclaimed, getting a bit closer to Nino Man as he folded his arms together. “Don’t worry, I know a thing or two about this criminal thing, trust me.”
   "W-" Nino Man put his hands in his face for a minute before he motioned his hands towards a staggering Killy. "You don't want this guy to get hurt, do you?"
   "Well, he's kind of a criminal," Daimian pointed his thumb back at the pawn shop, "I mean, I aimed for his goggles and mask, so really he’s just stunned. Besides, he did cause one hell of a ruckus back at the pawn sh-."
   "Gahd, who the hell says ruckus like that? This isn't the 50's," Nino Man grumbled at Daimian. He looked back at Killy once again, pointing at him as he started to rise up. "Look, he's starting to get back up now. Okay," Nino Man looked back at Daimian, who was starting to get in a boxing stance, "if we're gonna work together, then we're gonna do it my way, no questions asked."
   Daimian hesitated for a moment before agreeing with a small nod. Killy was now fully standing, rubbing his head a little bit to wear off the newly formed bump. As Daimian crept to the side, Nino Man rushed straight for Killy. Nino Man throws a punch at him, knocking him in the cheek, before a punch is thrown at him. Nino Man was sent flying to the other side of the building, landing on his hands and flipping back upright before he could hit the ground.
   As that happened, Daimian forcefully kicked Killy in the back, knocking his balance off a bit before re-adjusting himself almost as quickly. He then reached behind him and grabbed Daimian's arm, throwing him to the side of the roof next to Nino Man, making him somewhat destabilized. As the two sat there, Nino Man covered his face with his hand, almost pointing to the ground as he stares at Killy. For some reason, Killy nods and turns around to face the edge of the building. With no warning, he jumped off of the edge to the nearly empty street below.
   "What the hell are you doing," Daimian yelled, trying to crawl over to where he jumped. Hearing a loud crash, he looked over the edge to see a massive hole in a car ready to leave the scene. Daimian tried reaching out to it from three stories up, but there was nothing he could do. The car started to drive off through downtown, seemingly disappearing in the crowd of other vehicles leaving the area.
   "Dammit," Nino Man said behind Daimian, who yipped after hearing him. Nino Man then headed headed into the alleyway, sliding down the side of the building as Daimian nervously followed suit.
   "So, like, what just happened," Daimian asked when they reached the sidewalk, taking off his little white face mask that covered his mouth and letting it hang from his right ear. "The last half hour is like a blur to me right now."
   "Yeah, that's how I felt for my first mission, too," Nino Man said as he walked past Daimian, looking over at the police approaching them in the distance. "The guy we just fought is named Killy. He's a dangerous criminal who has incredible strength. I've been tracking him down for a while now, a few years or so, this city here being his latest crime spree," he turned back to Daimian. "But hopefully we'll catch him soon."
   "We," Daimian asked, pointing at the two of them.
   "Of course," Nino Man looked down at the road the two were standing on before looking away at Daimian. "By the looks of it, you're a very fresh hero. Honestly, I've been looking for a sidekick for a bit, and I think I finally found one. What do you say? Wanna help me track Killy and save your little town?"
   "Oh hell yeah, man," Daimian excitedly put his fists up to his chin, "I'll join you if it means taking that guy down and saving this place!"
   "Great. Now," Nino Man squinted through his masked eyes in thought, looking at Daimian as he spoke, "what are your measurements?"
   "I'm sorry, what was that now," Daimian asked.
   "For your costume," Nino Man said as he shrugged. "I can provide you with the tools we need to get Killy out of here and then some. And that means making a sick costume for you. So what measurements do you got, kid?"
   "Oh," Daimian started, a bit confused at first before putting his face mask back on and motioning his sizes to Nino Man. "Well, I guess a design similar to this, with a large sized long sleeve shirt, white gloves, size 16-18 kind of pants, black boots,” Daimian perked up and rubbed his mask’s symbol with his fingers, “OH, and a mask that puts my mouth symbol on white like this, but it's all one thing."
   Nino Man blankly stared at Daimian before nodding to him. "Oooookay, I'll see what I can do then." He looked over at the pawn shop and noticed the police approaching the two faster now. “Well, I better get going. See you soon," Nino Man paused before pointing at Daimian. "What's your name, kid?"
   "Oh, Obscurity," Daimian remarked.
   "Yeah, see ya later then," Nino Man said running away from the officers.
   "Wait-" Daimian tried to motion towards Nino Man, but he was already halfway across the street before he could ask him anything. "-what's your name again?"