The cloaked Centurion looked back at the two young heroes. His drone companion continued to check the perimeter as he led them to the entrance. There were two entrances to the HQ; a hatch on the backside as well as a hidden door. The group approached the door as the drone made its way back to Centurion. The elder hero stepped on something that moved a wall of wooden crates and revealed the door itself. There were several stray cats in the area. As they stepped through the door, the three heroes stepped by the food Centurion had set out for the animals while he removed his cloak. 

“Why do you feed them, they just piss on everything?” Will asked.

“They help camouflage the outside. The holograms and ratty tarp only hide so much on a windy day…” Centurion explained. 

“I’ve narrowed down the potential spots King Croc could be operating out of in the flooded zone. Still no idea what he’s looking for here.” Centurion began as he sat at his monitoring station by a giant window. “There’ve also been sightings of a humanoid reptile or something down near the old rundown arcade in the Midtown area. Could just be somebody in cosplay, then again King Croc may be mutating DNA and making hybrids or something AWAY from the flooded zone….”

“You remember that old retro arcade, Cuz?” Will asked Jay, who seemed to be staring off into the city skyline.

[color=darkgray]"You mean where I used to kick yours and Casey's ass at Karate Champ and Tag Team Wrestling?"[/color] Yep, he remembered all right. They were just kids back then. It was a different time, seemingly an entire lifetime ago.

“I also made contact with some old acquaintances who mentioned that the Wolfpack is losing the turf war but there’s one Alpha still out there trying to keep fighting. He supposedly ended at least a half dozen Dead Heads in the last two weeks. That would normally be good news but he also killed two civilians if this is really the same guy. The Twilight Times called him ‘the Last Alpha’ but it could all just be made up…” Centurion said looking at Jay now.

Jay's hands clenched into fists that appeared to briefly spark with embers. Otherwise he showed no other visible reaction, [color=darkgray]"Looks like someone didn't get the memo. Leave that wannabe to me."[/color] he said with fire in his eyes, [color=darkgray]"His ass is [i]mine[/i]"[/color]

He gave a side-long glance at his cousin, [color=darkgray]"You can check out that King Croc lead."[/color] he turned and started for the HQ's exit, [color=darkgray]"I'm going wolf hunting."[/color]