The red clad Dragon watched as his cousin took out the hulking brute with ease. This was the second time they’d dealt with this Abobo family of muscle heads since becoming superheroes. The yellow skinned enemy on the ground remained and citizens of Sundown City began to gather around what had just taken place. Cars passed them by on the streets, as well as flying overhead. Thankfully for the boys they could fly higher than the futuristic cars were allowed to. 

“You gonna wait around for the cops? If so I’m gonna go ahead and fly to Centurion’s HQ…” Will stated as the flashing lights of the local law enforcement approached. “We really need code-names. I don’t know what to call you in front of a crowd.”

"Yeah, about that..." Jay said in response to the line about code-names, "...It kind of looks like some people on social media are already calling us something." but he didn't say anything else aloud. Instead he used his phone to send a quick text message. [i] Apparently, they're calling me Firebrand. Guess they already must think I'm the rebellious one. Lmao.[/i]

The employees of the jewelry store had come around the corner, as well as more civilians who witnessed the attempted heist. A little boy holding his mother’s hand in the crowd asked the two cousins in costumes about the Golden Dragon. 

“Are you the Golden Dragon’s kids?” the boy who wore a cartoon superhero t-shirt asked. 

Jay seemed more concerned with the brute on the ground than he did the crowd. Will leaned down and addressed the boy. 

“He’s not our dad, but he was an inspiration to us both.” He said with a smile as the child’s expression perked up. 

The authorities were on the scene now and came through the crowd. Sterling Shephard of the Channel 17 News team was also on his way through the people with a camera drone in tow behind him. The boys didn’t know exactly what they did to piss this news guy off, but he had serious beef with them for some reason. They gave each other a look and both took to the skies in an instant with an energy trail behind each of them mirroring the look of a serpentine dragon. The Double Dragons flew through the city darting between skyscrapers and dodging flying vehicles, only to see that the city wasn’t in any peril at the moment. From behind the boarded up windows of an abandoned or rundown retro arcade an amphibious hand pulled away a broken piece of wood to get a better look at the flying heroes. Across town, back in the flooded zone, Centurion watched the skyline of the city from his HQ.

Positioned on top of one of the larger skyscrapers on the eastside, Centurion’s base was composed of what was left from his civilian life and his original base of operations. The whole thing had a very sleek and sci-fi look to it. There was technology like it in the city here and there, but sixty percent of the city was still pretty gritty and worn down. It was imperceptible to the naked eye thanks to hard light holographics giving it a much more rundown and dilapidated look like other buildings throughout the city. When going outside to check on things he usually threw a tattered cloak and hood over himself to better blend into the grime projections. He did this as he met the boys outside on the roof. 

“I JUST saw the text about the code names… apparently there’s one camp calling me Blaze and another group calling me Inferno. Oooh, Marian just texted…” Will began saying as they approached Centurion in his cloak.

Centurion looked down around the base of the building where the lower levels were still flooded to make sure there were no crocodiles or self-proclaimed Kings.