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that he needed to stop, then shuffled over to the brick wall before slumping to the ground.
    "Ya ok?" Larry asked, standing over him.
    "Just give me a moment," the man said, panting.
    "Oh, you're sweating buckets. You aren’t dying are ya?" Larry asked, peering down at him. Taking his hand, he placed it on the man’s clammy forehead. "You don't seem sick. You don't got the AIDS do ya?"
    "What's that?" the man asked between deep breaths.
    "Ya know, AIDS!" Larry said. "You a queer or junkie?"
    "I don't think so...I don't know," the man said, placing each palm on his temples.  "My head...it's pounding."
    "Oh, that's no good," Larry said, looking around again. He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. "Here, try this, but don't expect me to share again."  
    Larry handed the man a label-less bottle full of amber liquid. Twisting the cap, the man sniffed it and winced. Raising both eyebrows, and smiling wide, Larry urged him to drink. The man did and started coughing, spitting most of it out.
    "Hey! Don't be wasting my whiskey!" Larry said, swiping it back.
    "Sorry," the man said. "It's horrible, and it burns"
    "That means its working," Larry said, before taking his own swig, swallowing with a grimace. He ran his filthy sleeve across his mouth, sopping up what was left.
    "Oh, god," the man said, gripping his head again.
    "You OK, Al?" Larry asked, coming in closer. Taking another drink, he closed the bottle and knelt beside his new friend. All around him, litter and debris started to sway on its own, and a faint rumbling sound came into the alley. Larry turned and watched as an aluminum can danced across the ground.
    "Al?" he asked, never taking his eyes off the scene.
    "My head hurts so bad..." the man said, as his face turned deep red and sweat began to run from his brow. “It’s happening again."
    Larry turned back to the man, face white with fear, and asked, "Are you ok?"
    With a violent scream, Al released an invisible force knocking Larry back against the wall. Trash cans, and bags raised off the ground while dumpsters skidded across the ground. The whole area was enveloped in the awful sound of steel on concrete. The man screamed out over the sound, and it was done. Silence took the place of the loud screeching sound, leaving the area feeling empty and spent. Jumping up, Larry rushed over to Al who was lying against the wall.
    "Are ya gonna make it?" Larry asked, checking the back of his head for blood. The man was convulsing while trash and debris levitated off the concert around him. Larry inched in closer, and jumped when Al took a deep breath, and coughed.
    “Ya still with me?” Larry asked.
    Al rested his head in his hand, covering his eyes. “I feel a little better, but I’m starving, thirsty.”
    Larry was smiling, exposing every crooked tooth in his mouth. “If you can do that again,” he said, gesturing towards the garbage cans. “Then I can get us all the food we need. Something to drink, too.”
    *****
    Alpha Male hovered in the sky, looking down on the city; his city. The towering skyscrapers, monuments of progress, dwarfed him by comparison. Without the sirens, and the billowing smoke clouds, the city seemed peaceful once again. Hanging there, just below the top of the tallest building, he watched as the sun went down. The massive orb glowed orange as it dipped down past the horizon, leaving a dark blue sky emanating from where it had once been.  
    Lost in that moment, he rested there as the lights flickered on across the city. Tiny windows lit up and neon signs shuttered as they came on. A smile crept across his face and hung there as he took in the view. He soaked up that quiet moment until it was broken by the vibration of his phone. Lifting it up, he saw the name Rose appear on the screen.
    “Hello?” he said. Her voice came through the earpiece loud. “Sorry, it’s the wind. Let me get someplace...Oh, Ok. See you soon.”
    From there, Alpha could see the precinct where Rose’s