An elderly man, thin and gray-haired, with glasses, clutching an ancient wooden cane while dressed in a white lab coat. This was the insane scientist, Dr. B. He was writing on a white piece of paper while seated at his office.

"Project Lizard—my crowning achievement!" The physician yelled as he was wrapping up his pen work. He hopped out of his wheelchair with excitement and started to walk to his lab. It was a sizable industrial laboratory outfitted with cutting-edge technology and a variety of scientific apparatus. Shelves displaying glass vials, beakers, and other scientific equipment adorn the walls. The main feature of the lab is a sizable containment container made of glass that is closed with a steel door and has warning markings all over it. The mad scientist moved up to a big tank, took open a can of this strange liquid, and filled it to the brim. This big blue goo would fill the tank to capacity. Subsequently, he approached a shelf and removed a newborn lizard, placing it into the tank. He laughed as he stood in front of the tank and watched the lizard descend completely.

"NEWYORK! Behold, Behemoth.'' Dr. B stated

Today was quite busy in New York, with a busy street full of vehicles and people. The air is filled with pedestrian talk and the sound of blaring horns. The sidewalks below are dwarfed by the tall buildings that line both sides of the street. While some cars are parked at the curb, others are driving down the street, dodging other vehicles. Pedestrians move fast, making their way from place A to place B. There is a sense of purpose and action everywhere, and the environment is vibrant and fast-paced.

Up on the buildings stood a child, This child has a resolute yet naughty expression on his face. His black hair is spiky, and he wears bandages on his chest and left foot. In stark contrast to his dark complexion, he has a white bandana wrapped around his forehead. The youngster is staring out over the bustling NYC skyline from the edge of a rooftop, where he is sitting on the gutter where the drainpipes intersect. Despite the noise and bustle of the city below, he feels peaceful and alone. He leaps from the rooftop, slamming onto the car roof with a loud bang, causing it to crack and buckle with the impact. The driver below looks up, stunned and confused. The kid, however, cannot hold in his laughter, as he jumps off the cracked roof with a triumphant shout.

''OH YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!''

Justice is the prankster kid in town known for his playful and serious personality. He enjoys playing pranks and causing chaos around him, but at the same time, he has a serious side and cares deeply for others.  Many respect him despite the fact that many despise him for his antics.

He observes Bloodstain members involved in something going on in the bank as he jumps from car to car, Bloodstain is  a ragtag crew of mutants and humans who have banded together to engage in a life of crime By Dr. B. They specialize in robbing and killing, and have no qualms about using violence to get what they want. The members of the group are a mix of various mutants and humans, but most of them are mutants. They are known for their skill in combat and their ability to quickly adapt to new situations. Despite their ruthlessness and bloodshed, they are also known for their loyalty and sense of camaraderie with one another. Justice sees the Bloodstain members robbing a bank, holding the customers and employees at gunpoint. His mischievous and fearless personality immediately takes over, making him unable to resist the opportunity to pull a prank on them. He jumps from one car to the next, making a big commotion and gathering everyone's attention. Finally, he lands in front of the bank, right in front of the Bloodstain members.

With a cocky grin, he yells: "What's up, boys? Nice heist you got going on here! Mind if I join in the fun?"

''GET HIM!'' A member of Human Bloodstain yells, instructing the others to shoot Justice and murder him. Justice, with his quick and agile movements, avoids the barrage of bullets fired by the Bloodstain members at close range. His eyes narrow with determination, as he quickly closes the distance between himself and the perpetrators. As one of the robbers raises his AR-15 to aim at Justice, he sees his moment of opportunity. With lightning-quick reflexes, Justice grabs the weapon from the robber's hand and aims it at the next member, taking him down with accurate precision. The other robbers stand frozen, in utter amazement at Justice's skill and agility. A member of the human bloodstain charges at Justice while brandishing a sharp katana. As the Bloodstain member prepares to slice Justice with his katana, a red glow and intense aura appear around Justice's fist. He winds up his arm, ready to deliver a devastating blow. "JUSTICE FIST!" he shouts, landing a devastating punch on the member, sending him flying into his comrades. As Justice stands with his fist covered in heat and a fierce red aura, his expression becomes more focused and serious. With a confident and determined demeanor, he speaks confidently to the Bloodstain members: "I don't think you stood a chance against my power." The other members look on in awe and fear, realizing they may have underestimated Justice's hidden potential. Before the police could arrive on the scene of the Bloodstain members' failed robbery attempt, Justice made a hasty escape, only a few individuals knowing of his involvement. He quickly slipped through the crowds, disappearing from sight and leaving others to wonder how the Bloodstain gang was thwarted. The police remained clueless during their investigation, unable to uncover the identity of the mysterious vigilante who had come to the rescue.

Justice confidently steps through the door into the hidden alleyway, a grin on his face and a cheerful expression. He chuckles as he enters the fantasy room, where a person, a middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth, is waiting for him. "What took you so long?" the man asks playfully. Justice calls out cheerfully to his grumpy colleague: "Hey, Berserker! How's it going, you old coot?" Berserker is a brash and aggressive individual, with a quick temper and a strong desire for justice. He doesn't shy away from a challenge and is always eager to take on the next fight. Despite his rough exterior, Berserker is still a loyal and dedicated member. Justice stops in his tracks when he sees a distinguished-looking gentleman, a man with straight black hair and yellow eyes, enter the room with a serious expression ''Where is the rest of J.U.D.G.E.M.E.N.T?'' the man asks. Justice and Berserker instantly drop to their knees in respectful awe. The leader of their heroic squadron, J.U.D.G.E.M.E.N.T, Mr. Ronin is a formidable and revered figure. His presence is commanding and full of authority. "Master!" Justice and Berserker greet him in unison, their voices filled with adoration and reverence. Mr. Ronin nods, his expression regal yet stoic, gesturing for them to rise and face him.

"We're not really sure; right now, it's just me and Berserker." Justice replies.

''Hmph.''

Justice and Berserker stiffened at the sound of a familiar voice, their heads snapping around to see the mysterious figure behind them. "I've been here the whole time," the man says calmly, his tone laced with a hint of amused condescension as he stands before them. "Shinobi," Justice growls, his tone indicating that this was not a welcome surprise. Shinobi is a confident and self-assured leader who possesses a coolheaded and calculating personality. He is highly skilled in combat, exhibiting great tactical prowess and an almost preternatural sense of strategy. Despite his confidence and cool exterior, Shinobi also possesses a playful and mischievous side. As Justice and Berserker turn their heads forward again, they are surprised to see a familiar face coming in. The tall teenage boy with brown hair chuckles and bows respectfully, a sly grin on his face. "I'm sorry for arriving late!" he says cheerfully. Justice raises an eyebrow, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he responds with a teasing, mocking tone: "Smartie, don't tell me you slept in again!" Smartie is a socially awkward nerd who struggles with physical combat but shines in the field of intellectual endeavors. He is a natural-born genius, with an analytical and detail-oriented mind that is constantly engaged in deep pondering. Mr. Ronin smiles warmly and excuses Smartie's late arrival as he distributes a few photographs. He places them in each boy's hands, his expression becoming serious. "It looks like we've got another Dr. B situation on our hands," he remarks. "Reports of a giant lizard with a large B implant on its back have been circulating. It appears to be the result of another one of Dr. B's twisted experiments."

The boys listen attentively, their expressions turning from surprise to determination. 

As Mr. Ronin walks away, he calls out over his shoulder: "You four get a move on. The lizard sighting was reported near a construction site on 137th. Gear up and head there for further investigation." The boys nod obediently and begin to suit up for the mission. Smartie grins, already contemplating various gadgets to take with him, while Berserker and Justice exchange a look of anticipation.

-  END OF CHAPTER 1