Bolt was hacking through several aliens when he saw that most of the aliens were disappearing into portals. What a bunch of cowards, he thought to himself as he sheathed his swords. Bolt was now bored and wondered what to do next. He had fought a hero earlier and killed several aliens, he wanted to up his game and become even more infamous. He watched some of the other heroes do their work and he laughed at them going around helping people. If they had powers then why waste it on the weak? It made no sense to him.

"Now what should I do?" he said to himself and thought for moment. He could go do some more stealing or he could go fight some more heroes. Bolt wasn't sure about what to do and then it popped into his head. When you can't think of anything to do with your time then there was one thing to do.

"I'll go get some vodka" he exclaimed and then hoped onto his surfboard to take off for a bar. He could use a good drink especially after being hurt by the hero in his fight and also since he felt a little tired from using so much power to kill a lot of aliens. He would love it when his mouth would get filled by the life-nectar of his mother Russia.