The city seems to burn around him as he walks in dark clothes unseen. He looks around and doesn't see anyone. No villain or hero. But there hasn't been a true group of heroes in awhile, so he isn't that surprised. He pauses in front of the tall building. This is where they said they were sending people.

He stares down at the purple, red, and orange pieces of fabric on his katanas before he stares up at the inconspicuous building. He sighs, choking back tears, and heads up to the building. He looks at the glass. There’s nothing on the door to indicate where to go. He sighs again and walks inside the building. 

Inside the building is completely silent and empty, but straight in front of him there is a staircase leading further underground. The staircase is dark and at only certain points does it actually light up. He shudders and begins a slow walk down the staircase. As he descends, he notices the dust on the walls. No one has been here in a long time. He reaches the lower floor and looks around. 

His footsteps echo in the hallways as he begins to walk down it. He looks into each door, checking each room for any signs of life, good or bad. Each one is empty but has a bed, which makes him think that there are going to be a few people here. This is a lot different than the sewers. He sees what looks like a meeting room ahead, or a living room. He walks into the meeting room. It is very interesting looking. It has a giant flat screen television a bunch of computers to the far left of the room and a small kitchenette to the far right. He walks all the way and goes to sit down. He sits down on a half circle couch that is turned to face the flat screen television. He waits for the others to show up.

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The cold, frostbitten wind blew through her light colored hair. Her sunglasses slid down her nose slightly as she walked into the warm building. She hears someone walking ahead of her and she knows that she will have to duck off into one of the many rooms. She would wait until all of the heroes arrived before introducing herself. They needed to meet each other first before they met her. 

_What if they find out the truth about you?_ A small voice in the back of her mind murmurs. _What if they find out your secret?_

She shakes the feeling off and continues to walk inside. She makes it down to the lower floor and disappears into one of the rooms, lying in wait for the others to arrive.