(@Deathmaker: Remember, the destruction and chaos still hasn't reached the area they are in yet.)

[i]"Look at them, all fighting and destroying everything around them. Even the metas unaffected by our signals fight each other to the point of death! At this rate, we shall need to speed our course for earth in order to take full advantage of this chaos!"

Another alien spoke in response to the words of the commander.
"Now?"

"Do not speed us forward yet. Much more chaos needs to happen before we proceed..."[/i]

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"My name is Abaddon."

Abaddon noticed that Katherin seemed intent on listening in and observing their conversation. Freelance writer indeed. He would have given her a hint of who he really was, but decided such an action would be too risky so out in the open. For all he knew, this girl would want to work in uncovering secret identities for extra cash. Some metas would become famous and praised when they revealed their true seleves, but such a thing was reserved for the "heroic and virtuous ones". Those like Abaddon would be hated and hunted down by the public and government. 
He looked back to Lass who was currently still standing there in awe. Abaddon decided to test his skills, tracking and... more combative skills to guage where he was. A child like him would be in dire use of a mentor, and Abaddon would be the perfect one in teaching how to use powers for personal pleasure and the greater good.
"Let's see how willing you are to learn... see if you can find me..."

With that, Abaddon camouflaged himself and swung away from the spot. Eventually he stopped near an alley where a sewer grate was, and shifted into his amorphous body to slip inside the sewer system. The sewer system was part of the mysterious Underground though, as was pretty much everything.... well, underground. Abaddon decided to stay in an accessible place.