"The thing. The reason you called me."

"Oh, right. I thought that would be obvious. Paul... Looked out of your window lately?"

"Not really, I- What in the name of the good Lord!?"

Before him lay a trail of destruction. People were screaming, buildings were burning... And the culprit? First the eye is drawn to the shimmery, chrome globe rolling between the paws (Ha! Take that, modern architecture, thought Paul, not really being a fan of the spherical structure that shadowed his statue when the sun was high). Then your vision tugs to the scaly green paws, patting the ball between them, simultaneously crushing cars and hot-dog stands. Then the monster draws itself away from its toy, and you're forced to take in the full horror of the creature. Ugly green scales, with a round face and massive ears, and a reptilian tail standing to attention, it opens its mouth and lets out an impressive mewl.

That's right, what you stand before is none other than... Raptor-Kitty!

Paul growled, deep in his throat. His caveman instincts started kicking in, and he howled into the phone.

"Paul, shut up and go kick its ass."

"...All right."

He ran to his wardrobe, pulling out a familiar green lycra suit. He grinned.

For Paul Xenon was the city's one and only super hero... Laser Man!