We'll be together soon.

Those words were something that Zoe had clung to for the next few years. Holding out hope and trying really hard to believe that he meant it. That it would be soon. Soon turned into some day and some day turned into today though. The day that she was finally reunited with her father... all grown up-- or so she'd like to say now that she was in her teen years. Wearing a mask that could almost mirror his in this life threatening situation.

She wondered if he knew that she knew it was him.

"Did you promise that girl she'll be with her father soon?" Zoe couldn't help but say from behind her mask. Having just watched him protect a little girl during this city's current attack. There were enough over the years that she wanted to start doing what she could to protect it. Even if she wasn't positive he would approve.

The summer heat was getting to them all which meant the whole gang was just kind of chilling out at the Curtis house not really doing anything at all.  Ray was sitting with Ponyboy in the floor though she was watching Dally.  He was going on and on about something.  She didn’t know or really care what she just liked watching his mouth.  she must have been staring hard cause even Two-Bit commented.  She shook herself from her daze then got up.  “I’m really hot.  Think I’m gonna go find somethin’ ta do.”

“She needs to cool down cause Dally got her all hot and bothered.”  Two-Bit whistled earning a glare from Ray.

          Kala waited anxiously outside the flat she had rented after leaving Rajan. It had been impossible to even consider moving back into her family home, despite the insistence from her father that she was welcome, not when she knew how her parents truly felt about her decision. And besides, with a promise from Wolfgang that he was coming -- a shiver of anticipation slid up Kala’s spine, and she clasped her hands in excitement as she heard the taxi pull up outside of her home. She had considered picking Wolfgang up at the airport, but Riley had advised against it, when asked. Apparently, meeting one of their cluster in person was overwhelming, to say the least. And holding Wolfgang for the first time in public sounded like a recipe for disaster. 

        She threw open the front door and ran outside as she registered footsteps on her walkway, dignity be damned. Kala’s heart thundered in her chest and her palms grew sweaty as she saw him, standing in front of her. Solid. Real. As her breath caught in her throat, Kala’s legs stalled, and she found herself five feet from him, unable to move any further. 

      Dawn was turning to dusk; the ember hues projecting from the sun dimming down while it’d lowered to the perspective of the earth’s crust. Above, new shades of pinks, purples, and blues flooded the sky with the higher it’d gotten, the dimmer it’d get. Time seemed to of been going by so fast, as it was only getting darker by the second. This though, was the perfect time for anarchy to strike. Thieves, assaults, and destruction. But, luckily for them there was hope. The hope that was brought up by the many supers that’d called this city home of their own also. Metroville. Crime was high, especially now that the supers were announced to be back in business and no longer considered illegal. 

     Tonight though seemed awfully quiet. A little too quiet. Police scanners were producing hardly any feedback. And just as the feeling that it was going to be a smooth night occurred, an odd frequency began to intrude on the station. There was static...talking, then more static. The voice on the opposite end was almost unidentifiable, all that could be brought of it was that it’d belonged to a male. Police seemed befuddled. They all began to speak amongst one another, asking if the others were hearing the same thing they were. And, by a matter of fact, they were. 

          “Any idea where it’s coming from?”            An officer spoke through the radio 

           Silence filled the station, soon to be broken by a brief followup 

                                                                              “ Looks like it’s coming right off                                                                              of Chapel St. uhhm, District S.W.10? ” 

     The main officer gave a brief glance to the one seated next to him, offering them a rather nonchalant shrug before returning back into the radio walkie. 

           “ It’s probably just some interference,              nothing to get our britches caught in a knot.              Dismiss it.” 

     Oh, but how they’d been so wrong. Although...They were right about one thing; that being where the interference was located. Down on Chapel St. rested a building, one that many locals knew about, and one that’d also been up and left abandoned for many years now. The place in it’self looked as though it was deteriorating by the days. No one would ever find themselves going in it. Or, would that actually be the case? 

     Inside the facility was in fact a malicious intent. One being brought by someone whom describe them self as a survivor.The being none other than Buddy. Or as he’d like to be called, Syndrome. There was a main room that was split up by many corridors. This place, it must’ve been some sort of hotel during it’s time running. In this main room, miniature cameras had been set up, this way, if anyone were to come it’d been known. And, if the one he wanted to come arrived, being hopefully brought by the interference he’s purposely sent out, then he’d know just when to create ruckus from the upper floor where he’d hid in that chance to lure the super up there. 

“You know I have no memories of my human life” Alice reminds them pointedly, “It seems odd to me that you’re just wasting yours away by sulking in here”