"Ordinary by day, incognito by night,
When the city is asleep, that's when the Nachtwächters rise.
As a field agent, that sounds right,
But a specific agent disagrees with it.
For when shadows fall, he stands unshaken,
An agent that walks among them, unseen, unnoticed,
Yet their every step is calculated, their every move a whisper.
When shadows loom and the streets are bare,
That agent is probably already there, a force unaware.
Daylight may hide him, but never his might,
For in every waking hour, he's ready to fight.
A force to be reckoned with."
(It's examination week but I'm bored so I'll keep you all in your toes while I write the story and still not fail my future)