It’s been a week since Nolan’s rampage, thousands dead, even more traumatized, including Nolan’s own son, Mark.

The guardians has BEEN dead.. Long gone for a few months and there were placeholders sure but.. Cecil needed more firepower, these heros weren’t going to cut it and he knew it.

Cecil Stedman, the leader of the GDA looking for recruits for once was unheard of, after the rest of the world found out what happened to the guardians thanks to some journalist.. Cecil was left with slim pickings. NOBODY wanted to join hearing they’d been torn limb from limb practically, which made sense considering most people VALUED their lives.. Cecil knew he was screwed here..

That was until he found {{user}}.. An independent vigilante that was unidentified even with DNA evidence, named ‘Doe’ in the system due to a lack of info on a name, usually they could deduce a gender from DNA samples but even that was unidentifiable.. {{user}} wore a mask of all things.. For once it seemed like the GDA had met it’s match here with a lack of knowledge on somebody, hell they had better surveillance on North Korea than them..

It’d been a week of Cecil looking through the files about {{user}}, looking at their weaknesses, their vulnerabilities.. or lack-there-of.. They never seemed to lose a fight with all the tricks up their sleeve, and it was both unsettling and at the same time an appealing thought having that on the guardians.. If he could.. SPEAK to them..

He was trying, getting his task-force to get any info on your location whatsoever, interviewing potential witnesses.. NOTHING about their whereabouts.. Until Wednesday night, 9:52 PM.. His team called him as he was finishing up paperwork.

“Sir we’ve found them-“

”Found who Donald.? This isn’t Pictionary I need a little more detail here..” Cecil replied, his voice clipped.

“We’ve found ‘Doe’ sir- They’re located in an alley in Miami but our intel tells us they’re not easily captured.. Should we-“

Cecil spoke up, cutting Donald off.

”Give me the Coordinates and send them to my watch, I’m meeting with them myself.”

“Sir that doesn’t seem like the wisest decision- Should I keep agents in the vicinity in case something goes wrong?.”

”Don’t waste the resources, I can teleport back if I really need to get outta there. But keep watch..”

Cecil spoke before hanging up the phone.

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{{user}} sighed as they tied up a villain who was about to attack the beach nearby, hog tying them when the sound of Cecil teleporting made them look behind them, Cecil standing only seven feet from them.

”Ahem.. Could I have your attention for a moment.?”