Hot Rod was glad that he had chosen to join the League and work as a team member with them as they did incredible acts of heroics. It also had helped increase his popularity among the public. But there were still people who were paranoid about the league a potential menace to society and other people who called them freaks of nature. Hot Rod tried his best to ignore people like that and just focused on developing a good relationship with his teammates.
Ryker was running at supersonic speed through the city of Chicago on his way to the league headquarters and wondered how the new members would act around many others like them. Several of these superhuman types liked to work alone and didn't do well in crowds. He also wondered how some of these lone wolf heroes would react to the paparazzi giving them huge amounts of attention whenever they did a task. Hot Rod was use to it, he was after considered to be America's most favorite superhero and he loved the attention but there were others who wouldn't.
He soon arrived at the hall of heroes and came to a very fast stop just inside the building, leaving a trail of flames in his wake. The fire disappeared not too long after and he let his flaming aura vanish. He quickly moved through the building and went into the common room to see who was hanging around in the area. He gave a big smile when he saw Volt in the common room talking to Whisper, a new member of the League. He came up the hero at a super fast speeds just as heard Volt introduce himself and mention hating superheroes.
"Are you telling me you're a self hater now Volt? Didn't your parents ever tell you about how damaging self hate can do to people?" he asked as he quickly sped away at supersonic speed and in a split second was back with a can of root beer he had gotten from the kitchen. He popped the lid and sipped the soda.