The doors to Teen Team’s HQ slid open with a metallic hiss, and Lex Splode strode in, rolling her shoulders like she was shaking off the last bit of adrenaline. Her suit was scuffed, a few burn marks decorating the red and yellow fabric, but the smirk on her face said she was more than fine.

She tossed her goggles onto a nearby table and let out a breath. "Well, that was something."

Lex plopped onto the couch, propping her boots up on the armrest. "And that new guy? Not bad. Kinda awkward, but he punches like a truck. Hope he sticks around might actually make things interesting around here."