Three years, three years is not a lot of time. For the average person three years can come and go pretty slowly, but when there is a world to rebuild three years can go by pretty fast. In the three years since the destuction of Diabolico, the world has picked itself up quite nicely.
Megalopolis is not quite what it once was, but here things have returned to normal. Many old faces have come back, and many new faces have appeared...

In the last three nights there have been a series of break-ins at various corporate offices, and another is currently in progress, at VT Enterprises.

The air around her was filled with the hum of the motorcycle's engine. Beneath her helmet, Alexis grinned. That sound never gets old.

She was at a gas station, somewhere in the suburbs outside Megalopolis. Nothing unusual there. She pulled out onto the road, ready to head into the city. Again, nothing unusual. Her goal was to find her fellow Shadow Alliance members, if they were in the area, to catch up on news and such. Now that was something rather unusual that would make the average person do a double take. After all, who would expect that someone like her, who looked rather normal for a metahuman after her three year vacation and rather docile, was ever a part of something like the Shadow Alliance.

Alexis had to admit, it was nice being on her own. The past year or so after her 21st birthday had been an almost constant celebration for her, never staying in one town for more than a week as she explored and toured the west coast. She'd finally decided it was time to head home. Alexis missed the company of her friends, no matter how quirky they were. It was time to return to Megalopolis, at least long enough to see who was there and what was going on.

As she pulled onto the highway and sped up, Alexis grinned. I wonder if they'll be surprized to see I'm still alive...

Silas hated the people in this city. Or maybe he just hated what he saw in their future, either way he hated them. Especially the humans. It's not like they'd ever done anything to him personally, it was just his experience talking. He shrugged and continued his walk down the street, trying hard not to focus on just one person. To late. His mind zipped to the girl running across the street after her boyfriend. Car accident in five years, after she's been married and had kids. He always saw farther with Humans. Meta-humans were only glimpses of thier death, not their entire future. He hated the people in this city. Or maybe he just hated what he saw in their future, either way he hated them...

He snarled and picked himself up off the sidewalk, brushing the dust and dirt from his jeans. It wouldn't do the have him look dirtier than he already was. A mental probe around him reassured that nothing out of the ordinary had happened according to them. He just tripped, that's all. He hated this facade that he put on every day for the benifit of 'society', but he'd keeping wearing it all the same.

A slender, red-haired man stood on the edge of a skyscraper, his feet almost off the edge of the long drop to the street below. Quom reached up and pushed his sunglasses back up onto the bridge of his nose. He hated the sun. It was so cheerful, and was the primary giver of life. But then, it wasn't all bad. He smiled. Without life, there could be no death, and that was where Quom ruled. A large man, waring a pair of metal gauntlets stepped up behind him. "Weaver," he said in his deep voice. "What are you looking at?" Vince was rather set on completing missions. Quom, also known as Weaver, laughed.
"Good question," Weaver replied. "What am I looking at? Insects?" he said looking down at the people below. "No, they are a plauge, and we are the cure." Vince backed away slightly. He knew that tone. Quom was in a good mood. That was never a good thing.
"Shouldn't we be going?" Vince asked. "We have a job to do."
Weaver sighed. "Very well, Vice. Lead the way." As Weaver turned away from the edge, he smirked. Today was a good day.

Edge types faster then any human could possible manage, but that was in part to the fact that his hand break into enough pieces to cover nearly every key. He sighs as he finishes tearing though their files. "How am I supposed to finish my light barrier if nobody has a magnetic coupler design that I can use?" He says locking the devices that are his hands back together. He turns around and a couple of gung ho cops have him covered with a pair of assault rifles. He laughs as he draws his brand new sword, and they open fire. He blocks their shots easily, and then he uses a handspring to get away from the computer. Next a series of flips and dodges, and then he dives through a window. He rushes down the street on foot, and then he bumps into Silas.

Silas turns to avoid most of the force of the blow, allowing him to remain standing. Why didn't he see that coming?! He turned and growled at the man. "Watch it!" Unfortunately his hair shifted, revealing his eyeless sockets. In a quick cover move he moved his sunglasses from the top of his head and placed on his face. "Next time you won't be so lucky." He turns to walk away, still contemplating why he managed to miss the man coming at him. The only thing he could think of was that the man was a meta-human. But that couldn't be right, could it?

Alexis sped through the city streets, barely keeping at a legal speed along her 'tour' of the renovated Megalopolis. A good deal of things had changed, but some were the same. She drove past where, last she'd known, Predator had kept his team of heroes, making a face at it as she passed merely on principle. She found her way past the place she'd worked before becoming a 'hero' and grinned to see it was still standing. Figures. For a moment she contemplated going in, but decided to leave that for another day. Alexis just kept moving, taking in the sights of the city she'd grown up knowing now that it was mostly rebuilt.

The cops Edge hoped he had ditched were not to far behind him. "Stop him!" One yells futilely. Edge runs up the side of a wall, and then with enough height he pushes off the wall and he lands on top of a moving Semi. "As if the you stand a chance against Edge!" He yells back a Silas.
Despite not feeling the wind Edge crouches to brace himself, and he ducks a traffic light. He leaps to the left, and he crumples the roof of another car. As the car swerves he transfers onto the back of a flatbed. In the lane next to him he notices a motorcycle, and a girl riding it. He almost smiles inside his helmet, but he doesn't. "Hey Lex that you?" He yells at her.

Alexis grinned inside her motorcycle helmet. "Hey, Edge! Long time no see. Need a lift?" She had not failed to notice that he seemed to be running from something. Looks like Edge has been up to no good. She kept the bike steady so that Edge could jump on if he wanted.

"I hope you've got good shocks!' Edge yells leaping onto Alexis's motorcycle. "Head for the tunnel," he says tapping the police scanner. "When we are in the tunnel look for an access door, and stop there please."

The bike swerved a bit as Edge landed on it, but Alexis got it back under control with a bit of effort. Speeding forward, Alexis smiled. "Like the bike? I won it off some guy in Vegas." She couldn't help but feel a little proud of the vehicle and its performance; for a free bike, it was doing rather well under the pressures of a high-speed getaway.

Alexis spotted the access door and parked the bike. Pulling off her helmet, she looked at Edge. "This the place?"

"Yep," Edge says. He dismounts the bike and throws the door open. He boots out a couple of city workers, and then he moves a metal floor grating. "Is the tunnel done?" He says down the tunnel. There is a loud crunching noise, and a large creature reminescient of a beetle combined with a variety of other insects, climbs out of the tunnel.
"Yeah, I had a bit of trouble with the concrete, but it all worked out," It says though as it spoke its long mandibles clicked together making its speech hard to understand.

Alexis frowned at the tunnel, still thinking about her bike. "Edge, are you expecting me to drag my bike through there, because I am not just leaving this thing behind." Suddenly, her brain made the connection. Friend of Edge's that looks like an insect zoo... wait a minute... "Chimera? Is that you?" A smile began to spread across her face.

"Yes its me, but we need to go before Predator gets word that we are back in town." Chimera says.
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"Get her bike so we can go," Edge says hurrying into the tunnel.
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Chimera forces himself through the door, and picks up her motorcycle with one arm. He waves for Alexis to hurry down the tunnel.

Alexis hurried into the tunnel. Barely back into Megalopolis and I've already found myself in trouble again. Oh well. It wasn't like I was coming back in search of peace and quiet. Mentally, she was trying to piece together the gaps in her knowledge of what had happened over the past three years. "So, what have you guys been up to since we all split up? Obviously keeping a low profile isn't on that list, seeing as we're on the run already."