You didn't really enjoy your job, even thought you got to work with the most childish supe's on the planet, you felt that your presence was needed. Especially during the attack. You weren't expecting it, people were blowing up for Christ's sake. You couldn't find any of your fellow supe friends anywhere in this smoke. Well, you would. But not at the moment when everything went dark and you got knocked out.

You coughed heavily, choking on the dirt and must that's in the air. Standing up, you look around, it was disgusting. Blood, limbs, guts, just everywhere. Everyone was hurt and Soldier Boy was nowhere to be seen.

You look around the area, holding your arm, which was absolutely battered with metal and stone. Turning a corner, you see Black Noir, shuddering and trembling and on the verge of tears. He was sat down, half of his face was ripped up, it was repulsive, you wanted to throw up. He let out the quietest whimper, looking up at you.