Centurion was testing out the functions of his suit, able to create powerful force field constructs with a blue-ish hue to them. Trees stretched out as far as the eye could see, a strange mix of dark and light brown from the trunks as the leaves created an array of green shades on top. the ground underneath Centurion's feet wasn't quite muddy, but soft from a rain shower a couple of days ago, but today was as bright as it could get in the Metro Bay area, the sun high up shining its rays down through the clouds that occasionally passed by. Despite the sunny start to the day, the wind was fairly cold, enough to warrant a warm jacket or coat to be worn, but Centurion couldn't feel it. He couldn't remember much of that day on Vulka, when he discovered the suit. Being a Norisian, Deekus was Zakarr's adopted brother. He was searching around the planet, learning to hunt with Zakarr. Before he knew it he was near the crater, the suit in the middle of it. Deekus wondered near it, and before he could react, he awoke. The suit he had found was part of him, talking to him. At first it seemed strange, rather uncomfortable and scary too. Eventually he it became less so, and Deekus decided to use this suit. He was given a chance to test out his own ability and skill with the suit, especially after finding out there was a team in works back on Earth. Deekus was the first choice that came to Zakarr’s mind, and as such Deekus jumped to the chance. Ever since then he’s been eagerly excited yet slightly nervous about the whole deal. He was an alien, on a very strange world.

A portal opened nearby, both Blackjack and Zakarr glanced over, knowing who it was. “Why does he do this? For someone who takes his job seriously, he does have a taste for the dramatic.” Zakarr commented with a huff under his breath. Blackjack just sniggered watching both Manus and his young apprentice, Lux step out. Manus quickly closed the portal with a snap of his fingers. “See, Lux? Opening a portal such as this is no hard task. I expect you to study as normal. Your progress as a mage is vital. “Blackjack waved to them. “Took your time, didn’t you? You said you’d be here earlier” Manus shrugged. “I’m here aren’t I? That is all that matters.” Manus replied as he quickly glanced over the mountain area. The familiar sound of vehicles could be heard pulling up.

It wasn’t long before the other initiates had arrived. Manus took a glance at the new arrivals, his stern expression almost like a statue. He marched over to them, getting a closer look, “These are the recruits that both Hercules and Skull-Man recruited? My faith in this team has dropped lower than it was” Manus sighed. “I hope you all do your best, I truly do…best of luck to you.” Manus opened the same portal, returning to his mansion. Blackjack knew this wasn’t going to be easy, Manus’ rather upfront nature aside, Blackjack did not know much about the recruits, only their abilities from what he learned from the other heroes. “Welcome, I know that you all have been asked to join this team. This is more of an initiation than anything. You are all skilled in certain areas that will hopefully complement each other in dire situations. Well then, let’s show you the HQ you will be spending most of your time.”

Hanger Bay doors opened slowly from the side of the mountain, the roar of metal forcing itself open as if it was old. The doors showed signs of rust due to the rather varied weather of the mountain area itself. Inside the lights flicked on quickly, revealing a large industrial like base. in the center of it stood a large aircraft of an alien design, advanced and very sci-fi like to the human eye. The room was large, assortment of equipment ranging from weapons to basic utilities lined the walls above a workbench. The Headquarters for the Team was ready. The large alien warrior named Zakarr stood. “Let’s get you introduced to our operations and your new home”