"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD MORNING PEOPLE OF HOPE CITY!!!" the plastic-looking announcer on the JumboTron screamed on the top of his lungs. "ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL DAY,ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL AD FROM THE COMPANY THAT RUNS THIS VERY METROPOLIS,ENOCH ENTERPRISES!!" The JumboTron then proceeded to play a lively jingle and advertises a certain drink in a generic format,with no one paying attention to it. A pale young man sat on a bench in the Square,alongside a hazel-eyed young woman with long,brown,curly locks flowing down one shoulder. Dom,the pale young man,tapped on her shoulder. "Beautiful day,my ass." he said,snickering as he eyed the ever-flowing crowd of tired men and women,roaming the city square like hordes of zombies. The woman,Hel,smiled.

It was a warm afternoon,the tall building with "ENOCH ENTERPRISES" hung from the rooftop in big,orange letters, shielding the four friends from the gruelling trashing of the suns rays. Dom wore a dark suit,with Hel standing infront of all wearing a purple dress,turning heads of random passerbys. A male who looked like he was in his early thirties stood behind their group,with a aiviator's googles strapped onto his hair,with tufts dyed dark orange,complementing Mars' tanned skin. his eyes,naturally pale green,shone under the shadow like the eyes of a cat,highlighting the smirk, constantly plastered to his face.

Beside Mars was a Titan of a man,menacingly towering over the aweing spectators,shooting angry glares at those who stared a little longer than usual at Hel. The man,Prometheus,is a mountain of muscle,with arms as thick as girders and legs as tough as tree trunks. His head rougly resembling a volcano,his crew cut clean and flat,which is ironic considering his personality.

Dom uncomfortably adjusted and shifted the suit,with Hel turning around to tighten the tie or to flatten a wrinkle. "Hey!" exclaimed Dom uneasily as she turned around yet again-whether attempting to choke him with his own tie or just tugging on it to piss him off,who knows-He slapped away her other arm reaching for his shoulder. "stop it,damn it!" Hel frowned and shoved him. "You gotta look the part! They're not gonna buy it if you look like a messy hobo." Under his breath,he muttered. "yeah,a real well dressed hobo." She rolled her eyes.

Mars,who was standing behind them,chimed in. "How about me? I'm dressed like i lived in a plane my whole life!" He said,gesturing to his dusty,brown leather jacket and baggy beige pants,along with muddy,blood-stained boots. "How appropriate." mumbled Prometheus,grinning. Mars shot him an angry look. "simple." Hel said. "You're pretending to be our madman associate." She gave him a cynical shine of her teeth and turned around. Meanwhile,Dom gave them a confused look. "......but he is a madman." there was a long moment of silence before the trio burst out laughing,guffawing,and giggling,leaving Mars pouting amongst the madness of the trio.