by Nowhereman
Deep underground, beneath the streets of Chicago, a light began to flicker and finally illuminated to reveal a dank, dark cavern. The sound of footsteps echoed through the ancient, man-made structure until, under the light, a figure came into view.
"Once again I have returned to this country, and once more it needs my help!" Nowhereman had staked a claim on Chicago and its criminal element.
Hours later, Nowhereman sat silent and unmoving behind the wheel of the Nowheremobile, a sleek black sports car that hid many surprises under its shell. The dim glow from the computerized dashboard illuminated his face as he just sat, waiting, looking at an unused fire station opposite him. Suddenly, the door of the building opened, and two men ran out.
Nowhereman's eyes lit up as he thought to himself, I hope to God Howdy's tip about these guys was on the money.
The door on his side of the car glided open, and he stepped from the vehicle, proceeding to walk toward the two men. "Okay, guys -- don't even think about moving!"
The first goon said, "Who da fuck are you?"
"That ain't important," said Nowhereman with a London accent, "what's important is that you guys don't move, you got it?"
"Fuck you!" shouted the second goon.
"Now, that ain't a nice thing to say to someone who, if you're not careful, is gonna kick your arses!"
"Waste the fucking moron!" yelled the first goon. Both the men pulled out guns and began shooting at Nowhereman, but he just shook his head and started running straight at the two gunmen.
"Shit!" said the second goon. "What is this guy made of?"
"He must be one of those metahuman guys. We better get the hell outta here!"
As they tried to run, Nowhereman caught them easily and handed out a vicious beating until both men laid unconscious on the floor. After searching both men and finding nothing, he decided to enter the old fire house.
Once inside, he began tearing the place apart until, under a pile of papers on a desk in the office, he found what he was looking for. Nowhereman read the file to himself:
Okay, guys, here is the plan. I need guys like you to participate in a little scheme I've been hatching. While I can't go into too many details here, I will say that the benefit to guys like us will be immeasurable! All I can say is, the downfall of the MBL must be something anyone in our business would be proud to take part in. You know the time, and you know the place.
-- M
"Oh shit," muttered Nowhereman. "Howdy was right! I cannot believe I'm gonna have to work with the MBL again. I've tried so hard to put all that shit behind me, but I don't see I have any choice!"
With that, Nowhereman left the building, returned to his car, and drove off into the night.