by Gooz
At the Russian-American research base, soldiers remain unconscious. Smoke has cleared since the recent battle. The Seven Senses gave all they could protecting the innocents on the base. Mysterious invisible demons attacked them, and shortly after another superpowered team attacked, lead by onetime Mysterymen Board Society member Rhyme Guardian. Their attack came about through a misunderstanding, but the fight took its toll nevertheless.
Strangely enough, Disco Stave, the youngest member of the Seven Senses, was the only one not to exhaust his powers and fall into unconsciousness like the others. Slowly, the other members awake.
Caped Cadet groans, "Damn, my head is killing me."
"Major power hangover!" says Hooligan, the member from New Zealand.
"Like always," agrees Generator. "Where's Disco?"
"No clue," says Albino Chameleon. "My fucking head is killing me. Why do I have these damn powers again? Why? Oh yeah, your teammate, Brain Tech, passed them on to me when he died. Now I'm a chosen one. Use the powers for good."
"Enough!" shouts Knight De Facto, the leader. "A.C., you have these powers for a reason -- to help others. You don't like that, LEAVE! There's no time for bickering right now."
Albino Chameleon shakes his head. "Nah, I'm here."
"What should we do about Disco?" asks Generator.
"Nothing," says Knight De Facto. "He can protect himself better than most of us, even with fewer years of experience. We have a job here. If those creatures attack again, we're the only ones to protect the humans on the base. We're here for the long haul. Good luck, Steve. Hopefully you help to solve whatever problem the world has gotten itself into again."