Magnetite made his way down the dark street, powered up but his weapon banished. He wasn't being too discrete today, he had a specific target in mind and he knew exactly how he was going to execute it.

Magnetite didn’t often make frivolous payments for any reason, but tonight he would spend ten dollars for one person’s energy. Not because he really NEEDED to, he could just as easily find a drunk or an idiot to drain, but because he wanted to. Ever since the idea had occurred to him he couldn't wait to try it out, it was just so... perfect.

Magnetite walked straight toward the Shriners Santa clause standing on the street corner with his red bucket and bell. A ten dollar bill would buy him at least a handshake, if not a full on hug. Plenty of contact to drain the unsuspecting Santas energy and then blame the collapse on exhaustion before slipping away.

He smiled as he walked toward the unsuspecting citizen, singing to himself under his breath.

"You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch..."