Johnny Kenwood sat in one of the many dive bars in Bludhaven (The only type of bar to be found in Bludhaven). A single empty glass sat in front of the young man as he stared into the reflection for a moment deliberating on whether he should order another drink. Deciding one was enough for now, he reached into his jacket and placed a cigarette between his lips, extending one finger a small jet of flame erupted from the end igniting the cigarette before slowly dying down. The rest of the bar raised their eyebrows at the metahuman in disbelief, rising from his stool Johnny smiled wryly at the men. "I think I'll be calling it a night lads."

Stepping out into the smog filled streets Johnny took a deep breath, Bludhaven was a prime example of what happened when corporations were allowed to run amok, the people were constantly subjugated and left to suffer while the industrial districts grew larger and larger, bloated cysts filled with factories where workers slaved away for a pittance. It made Johnny furious. What was even worse was that they lived in a world of 'heroes', people like Superman, The Flash and Zatanna who would happily fight off alien invasions to protect the status quo yet did nothing for social change. Perhaps it was this that lead Johnny to agree to become an 'Outsider' when Fenrir offered him a position, it certainly wasn't the personality of his fellow members.

A faint beeping noise emanated from the pocket of Johnny's jeans, with a sigh he reached down into his pockets and pulled out his communicator, it was Fenrir, it was time to go to 'work'. Setting off towards the headquarters Johnny walked past the derelict shopfronts and flickering streetlights. Following the rigmarole of tasks required to gain access to the headquarters Johnny made his way to the hangar whistling to himself. Stepping on-board the cruiser 'Molotov' gazed at his team mates, half of them were messing around like children while the others were acting like soldiers. Rolling his eyes and lighting a cigarette Johnny stood at the back of the cruiser awaiting information on the mission.