'I wanna be a part of it...'

Gauntlet jogged out of the subway briskly. It was a cold day and the air hit him like a wall, contrasting the heated interior of the underground. He smiled, a rare occurrence, but it was a nice day with the clear blue sky and the chilly air. He walked slowly along the busy streets of the metropalice mastery that was New York. He liked it here, he hadn't seen a city this big since he was 13. He walked winking at some girls who proceeded to giggle and whisper to each other as he walked by. He smiled "This day ain't looking so bad"

As the day went on and dusk settled on the city with no real activity of significance Gauntlet had let time slip away from him. He found himself walking through the creepier parts of the city, he didn't really know where he was and he could feel the darkness pressing in on him. He looked at the brick apartments and the ominous orange glowing lights above the door ways, the windows were all either boarded up or to grimy to see through. A ladder. "Finally, now time for a little fun." he said, smiling to himself as he began to ascend to the roof top of one of the 5 story brick apartments.

Once on the top of the roof he saw a couple kids, not over 19 years old standing over a small trash can with a fire in it. They muttered something to each other, too quietly for Gauntlet to hear and one stood up, holding a thick chain swinging it lightly. "You don't look so tough" the taller kid said with a grin. Gauntlet's fists clenched tightly, the sound of his metal hands clicking slightly as his fingers tapped his palm. "Nice gloves jack ass" said the kid.

Gauntlet didn't appreciate that one, His eyes and palms glowed white with energy. His voice echoed ominously "Beat it kid" he said. The kid stood there, too Gauntlet's surprise unafraid. Gauntlet lifted his palm to the kid's face, the energy of his palm glowed brighter about a foot from the kid's face. "Last chance ass hole." He said staring the kid down. In a split second many things happened: The sound of a chain swinging through the air, a flash, a scream, a thud and the poor kid was done. "You asked for it punk" He muttered, turning his gaze to the remaining kid, who looked terrified of Gauntlet's wielded power.

Andrew was heading home from shopping when he heard a blast sound from about a football field away.
"What the fuck?" he though to himself. It looked as if someone had taken a picture with a purple flash. Andrew ran down am ally way and through on his mask, took off his jacket and warm up pants. He was now fully dressed into his costume. He ran down the street, hopped over a fence, and crouched above the purple haired man.
"Hey, these kids bothering you?" he asked to the kid wearing strange gloves. From the look of the kid he wasn't much older than Phoenix, maybe 3 or 4 years maximum. Phoenix drew his blade off his back, and held it in one hand, with the blade pointing down at the ground. Fire began to run around his sword and it started to get really hot. Phoenix smiled, knowing these kids stood slim to no chance against the two of them.

Gauntlet turned to the man that had appeared behind him. "Well Well.. Nothing I can't handle but if you insist I could always use a little help." He said as he smirked and saw 4 more much more muscular looking guys join the remaining kid in front of him. "Now back off boys!" He yelled at the goons standing in front of him, "No one else needs to get hurt today and I would just HATE to scorch those pretty little faces" He grinned as he finished his sentence, his silver eyes growing white with energy as he fires a warning shot at their feet. Some of them flinch, grinning back at him with a fight in their eyes. Gauntlet looks back at the new SuperHuman behind him. "Alright man, lets see what you've got. You first."

New York City was not really a place she frequented at all; why would she, with guys like Pain and such to protect it? The way she saw it, there wasn't much need for someone like her there. However, she had always wanted to see the big, gigantic mega city, and it was not all it was cracked up to be. Sure, it was probably better than it had been say, 30 to 50 years ago, but it was still downtrodden; it made her wish for her old home. It sure was a heck of a lot better than this place, that was for certain. That's when she heard it; her ears picked up on it immediately, the sound of a swinging chain, and the sound of that chain hitting something, or it flying through the air, either way. Either way, moments later, she heard a scream; so either a bad guy had just been vaporized, or someone was playing the bad guy and picking on innocent people.

It was, therefore, logical that she proceed to the scene; luckily, most of the time she was decked out in her superhero garb, simply because she didn't want someone to take pity on her while she was walking around in her normal clothes. A small figure that could be no more than 12 appeared on a nearby rooftop, watching as two supers apparently dealt with trouble makers. Wait, why were they on rooftops in the first place? She shook her head, the dark cloak she wore shifting around her as she did so; that didn't matter. Without a second thought, the figure took a running start and easily made the jump across the rooftops, rolling to a stop a little behind the two males.

She had exposed the clothes she wore underneath, a dark, long-sleeved shirt and dark, black jeans, for a moment, as well as the ninja garb that covered most of her head and the goggles she wore over her eyes. Wordlessly, silently, she swiftly pulled out the two guns she had strapped to her waist and fired towards the first thug she saw, already having heard the two males talking earlier to each other, and having ascertained that they weren't the ones up to no good.

Gauntlet, taken aback by the sudden gunfire turned a full 180 and hit the floor of the roof on his back, stopping himself slightly about a forearm's length from the ground. He instinctively fired a blast from his palm, barley missing the new cloaked figure by a hair. He realized quickly what he had almost done and turned around as he saw one of the thugs hit the ground with a thud.

He stood up quickly and fired a ball of energy at the chest of another thug sending him backwards and held his glowing palms in both directions, towards the thugs and the new figure. He held a palm towards the cloaked figure menacingly, his eyes and palm glowing with energy. "Reveal yourself! Who are you?!" He shouted, his nerves shaken by the sudden attack from this new stranger, even in his favor.

The gunshots startled Phoenix a bit, but nothing he wasn't use to. He was still perched above the whole scene. he jumped down. Started walking as the kid with gloves blasted a goon in the chest.
Phoenix put his hand on the kids shoulder. "Stop, they didn't even do anything to us yet. Give them a chance to talk." he said. Phoenix usually talked people out of doing stupid things, he had a way with words. "Now, are you with us, or does my new friend here have to blast you too?"

Gauntlet slowly starts to pull back his energy. "I... I'm sorry. You're right." He says as he releases his energy. I couldn't take any chances.

Brushes his hand of of his shoulder. "I've got this now, no worries. In the heat of the battle I fired instinctively.

Ha, he was actually threatening her, of all people, with a projectile based weapon. She had already seen it in action against one of the thugs, which meant that she had already tried to calculate how fast it had went. Certainly fast, but not so fast that she would be unable to dodge it were he to fire it at her; she didn't outwardly show it, of course, but her reaction time was exceedingly advanced, at least far above that of ordinary humans. Dodging bullets? Not that difficult at all. Taking down several opponents with minimal ammo? That, too, was not that difficult at all; the most it took to take a man out was two bullets. One for the head, one for the heart; sometimes just one worked well too. "Really, I thought that I was distrustful of people. Can't say I've ever tried to blast someone who took down a mook for me," she said, using a casual term to refer to the thugs they had just taken down.

"Anyway, I'm obviously on your side, if you didn't notice me shooting that guy before. Or, at least, I'm on your side for now; don't really trust you two that much either right now. No offense, but Energy Guy here does not seem to be the best superhero ever. Or rogue, or whatever you wanna call the middle ground. Too jumpy." Dakka offered to them as she looked at the thugs; really, it was disappointing there hadn't been more. Then she really could have shown off her skills with a gun; though, the 12 year old supposed it was for the best that two random people with super powers didn't know the full extent of her abilities.

Gauntlet smiles sheepishly. "Glad someone around here can still dish it. But the creepy black cloak isn't doing you a favor in the almost getting blasted department. Regardless sorry about that." Gauntlet dusts himself off examining his two new acquaintances.
"Well... Lively bunch we are, I believe introductions are in order. I'm Kal.. but mostly people just call me Gauntlet" he says as he allows his palms to glow with energy. He smirks slightly "Pleased to meetcha'"

"I'm Phoenix, nice to meet you two" he said smiling.He always likes meeting new people. "As for Gauntlet over here. Hero, renegade, bad guy, makes no difference. At the end of the day, we're all fighting for our own reason's. Some to save lives, some to take them." Phoenix said.
"I can't say i agree with everyone's beliefs, but I still try my best to understand them."
He looked to the girl wearing the black outfit.
"Now, what's your name?"

Kal? She had to say, she did not think it was too intelligent to share one's real name with people you didn't know well. Heck, she could be a villain in disguise for all he knew; she could have just been having a bad day and decided to kill a few people before calling an end to said bad day. She, of course, wasn't a villain, but she felt like it at times, especially when she robbed places. Not that she had any choice when it came to robbing places, not when there was not much of a better way for her to survive; there were those times when people left food behind and such in their houses, of course, but sometimes they didn't. Sometimes, people were just...forgetful, probably like this kid was forgetful of the fact that sharing even your first name was dangerous in this kind of business.

"Phoenix? I bet your power has something to do with fire. And Gauntlet. Odd name considering you basically shot energy balls out of your hands," she said to them, staring at them with the eyes that were hidden from their view by her goggles. "I'm Dakka, pleased to meet ya. I like guns, a lot. As implied by the name." she told them, smiling a bit ruefully; of course, they couldn't see the smile considering the ninja garb adorning her face. She had been considering for a while just getting rid of it, truthfully; it made her look just a tad bit silly.

"Well I don't know you two real well. But you work well together. I'm putting a team together, nothing big. We're not talking Sentinels, just a small team." Phoenix said. A little hesitant but he saw the two work well. "If you're interested, here's my work and by work I mean hero number." He handed them both his number. "Hopefully you are"

"A team huh?" Gauntlet took a seat on a radiator on the roof, examining the city around him, or at least that he could see of it. The city was loud and noisy, there was plenty to do around here, why shouldn't he be important? "Alright Phoenix, I'll bite. But I'm not playing by your rules man, I do what I have to do. If I'm on your team, we're a team. No one leads me." He looked at Phoenix seriously, observing his reactions carefully.

Heh, funny, her getting someone's number that was; it wasn't as if she had a phone herself to use. What, exactly, would she use to call him if she ever needed to? She didn't know the answer to that; it would mean that he'd also have to be able to reliably call her, which she just couldn't see happening at all. "I dunno, a team? I've never worked well in a team setting. Too destructive, I suppose," she replied, looking away towards the city too afterwards, thinking. She didn't really want to stay in New York City for too long either, lest she eventually meet Pain or someone like that; fate was funny like that.

It was as if fate was determined to throw the worst obstacles in a person's path; it was inevitable that if she stayed for too long in New York City that she would at least casually meet Pain. "I suppose it couldn't hurt, though I haven't any idea how I would contact you." the child said, leaving it to them to figure out what she meant by that, since Phoenix had already given her his number, it logically only meant one thing; that she didn't have a reliable way to call that number.

"Well meet me back here, in 3 days." Phoenix said. Guessing from the sound of the girls voice she wasn't much older than 12 or 13. "I will get you a phone only we can talk on. I can get us communicators too." Phoenix said. "Now Kal, don't worry I know I said i'm putting together a team. But, I am not a Nazi, and you will be free to come and go as you please." Phoenix expected a harder argument from the two, and was pleasantly surprised. "I only ask, you do not kill unless you have to."