[i][b]Kansas City, Missouri
April, 1938[/b][/i]

The newspaper contained an article about President Roosevelt's address about costumed heroes from several days ago. It also contained an article talking about Kansas City's very own 'Jungle Boy' as the papers had dubbed him. Tommy hadn't been trying to become some kind of costumed superhero. He had been tracking criminals for 130 miles from Kansas City to the Ozarks. He didn't want to damage his civilian clothes so he had used his old British Army uniform, and it had not survived the trip intact. It turns out that a muscular man in tattered pants, a bare chest, hopping through the tree branches, fighting like a large cat and taking out armed goons with a bow and arrow, painted a bizarre yet thematically consistent picture. And thus 'Jungle Boy' was born. He continued to use his tattered uniform when protecting the City from criminals. He leaned into it. Rumours started, then the caricature became warped and hyperbolic. People wondered if he was even human. If he could actually speak English. If he has been raised by jungle animals. Well, there was some truth to that last one.

The paper also contained concerning news about the world stage. The volatile and strained veneer of peace in Europe which could could crumbling down with one wrong move, staring a second World War. And the most concerning part was that it was Nazi action here in the United States that could be the spark to ignite the gunpowder. Tommy folded the newspaper, sat up from the bench, and deposited the paper in the nearest trashcan. He should take heed of the President's call for the help of 'costumed individuals' and pledge his support. The only question now was who he needed to talk to to vet his interest.

[i][b]Sullivan County, Northeastern Tennessee
June, 1938[/b][/i]

This was Tommy's third ever job. He was to accompany Lady Lynx to the Warpath Ammunition Plant in Tennessee and rendezvous with another Superhero called 'Torch of Liberty'. There was intel that two superpowered saboteurs of the Nazi's own were planning an attack on it and it needed to be defended. Several soldiers and officers seemed wary of the two of them. A man who's 'costume' was just tattered pants and a quiver across his chest, and a very flashy lady who seemed the stark opposite of what a masked superhero soldier should look like. But Tommy didn't judge. He didn't exactly fit that mould either and she wouldn't be working here for no reason.

When they teleported in place, Tommy let Lady Lynx introduce the two of them as he'd been instructed to. The higher ups were still judging Tommy on his outward appearance and reputation. He wasn't allowed to be the main talker in missions if he or they could help it. Instead Tommy looked around. He listened and observed. It didn't take long for his well-trained hearing to pick up on something.

"Greif jetzt an, Albrecht!" came a very faint yell from outside the base. Tommy was already removing the bow from his quiver.

[color=darkseagreen]"They're here,"[/color] he spoke up to Lady Lynx and the on-site soldiers.