::Ever since his injuries at the hands of the protestors, combined with the injuries to his mate, and his daughter still missing, Matthew had a relapse, and a bad one. In his free time, he hunted those that had hurt him and his family, those who had supported Prop. 37. Yes the voting was done, and yes, it had failed, but he still held a grudge. Five heads now decorated the 'feathers' of his cybernetic wing. How many more would join them before he was sated?

He sat on a high clifftop now, watching, and waiting. Many who supported the Prop 37 movement now feared retaliation, and with good reason. He was on the hunt.::