
The pink energy of Pixie’s spell washed over the darkened alleyway. Where once there was only a passed out vagrant, five mutants now stood. Dressed in a less eye catching garb then their regular outfits, the group quickly looked around where they had materialized. Content that no one had seen them arrive, as the only other person here was unconscious, they relaxed a little.
“So how come we never appear in a wall or something?” Morph asked, his face briefly shifting to resemble that of the homeless man.
“Because it’s magic.” answered Pixie as she took of her jacket, letting her wings extend.
“Yeah but how does magic work?” Morph questioned as he cycled through various outfits.
“The same way that you are made of silly putty,” laughed Northstar.
The French-Canadian stretched out his arms as he lifted off into the air. Northstar always loved flying over the skylines of new cities, it was like his own way of taking in a new culture. The young mutant turned to look at Justice, the leader of X-Factor. With a nod he allowed Northstar to go off and explore, knowing that even if he didn’t approve Northstar would still do it.
Justice glanced down at his phone, “Well the young lady in question said she was on the east end of the city. So I guess we start heading there.”
Morph turned to him, “But boss, I’mma so hungry. Can’t we find a burrito place first?”
“Ooh, one with ancho pork,” Pixie added.
The usually quiet Domino spoke up, “I could go for a burrito.”
“Fine we go get burritos and then go help this lady,” Justice relented.
The young hero sighed as pulled up his web browser on his phone, checking Mexican restaurants near him. This had become something of a routine the past month since the last member had joined the team. Northstar was always flying off. Morph was always hungry. Pixie would bug Morph. And Domino was, well, Domino.
“OK, there’s a place a few blocks over. Big Boy’s Burritos, at Main and 4th,” Justice stated.
“Race you there!” Pixie shouted at Morph as she took flight.
“No fair! You can fly!” he shouted back.
“And you can reshape your body into any physique,” Pixie grinned.
Morph frowned, “Oh yeah.” In a split second he had become Usain Bolt and was sprinting down the street.
“Now who’s not fair,” Pixie grumbled as she flew off.
Justice sighed once more as he texted Northstar to meet them at the burrito place. Justice could imagine that part of the reason Northstar always flew away was to get away from the others, something Justice could understand. Still his team meant a lot to him so he put up with a lot of things. It was kind of his job to give people the benefit of the doubt.
Domino tapped his shoulder, “We going boss?”
Justice nodded as he began to exit the alley. Domino had been teaching him not to get stuck in his head, it wasn’t very useful for someone in a leadership position. Part of that was trusting your team mates. Justice was still working on that. Perhaps this town would be different. This rescue different. Justice wasn’t sure if this is when the team was supposed to come together as he headed for the burrito place.