Damien was bored..& when he was bored he was dangerous thinking about the saying "idle hands are the devil's playground" & all that made him laugh..but saddly, he had people to beat & the night was young, putting on a flannel jacket to keep out the worst of the chilly fall air he crawled out onto his appartments fire escape, turned aroung to close the window & flew off into the night, landing on a nearby rooftop he survey'd his territory..he watched as a falling piece of..somthing, probably spacejunk, until it landed without a crash, or any sound at all.."hmm..might be fun" damien said to himself as he flew a little closer to the crash site, neglecting the young man below him of a random beating.