"Right this way, Champions", said James, the butler who had been tasked to escort us down a series of hallways. He appeared to be a tall, slender, black man with a short haircut, and dressed in a tuxedo. Since the four of us had no idea where we were, why we were there, or how to get back home, for now, we had no choice but to play along and follow James.

As we followed behind him down a rather dimly-lit hallway, the dark samurai, who appeared to be mute as he hadn't said a word to anybody since we arrived, led the way for the rest of us as he used his enchanted sword as a crude flashlight, lighting our path with its enchanted, blue glow. As for the rest of us, Rey followed close behind the samurai, as he wasn't particularly trusting of him, while Star hung in the back with me, as the two of us partook in an awkward ice-breaking conversation for the sake of "catching up".

"So, what do you make of these guys", asked Star in a low voice that was just barely above a whisper.

"We seem to be safe for the moment. For now, all we can do is trust this James character", I replied back to her as her respective spiral began to burn onto my torso.

"Really? How do you know for certain?"

"I don't, but as the saying goes, "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer"."

"Is this the part where I'm supposed to start trusting you? Why is it that every time you get mixed up in one of your little adventures, you have to drag me into them with you", asked Star in reference to the fact that her association with me is ultimately the sole reason why she became a mutant in the first place. In response to her below-the-belt comment, I hesitated for a moment before responding.

"Look", I began with a muffled growl, "I protected you before "us", I protected you during "us", and just as I've done over the past several years, I will continue to protect you now that there is no more "us"", I said before picking up speed to walk beside Rey.

"You're still as boring as ever", muffled Star under her breath as I walked away from her. As I did so, it was at this point that I noticed my forehead beginning to burn. Unlike my spirals, whose burning was more of a painless annoyance than anything, the burning of my forehead was beginning to give me a bit of a headache, though not a very severe one.

"*snarl, growl, growl", asked Rey to me as I joined his side.

"Yeah, I'm okay", I responded to him as I rubbed my forehead. I wasn't lying to Raven when I told her that Rey couldn't speak English, or any human language for that matter. He could only speak in a series of growls, and snarls, giving us a sort of Groot-Rocket Raccoon relationship, as I was one of the few individuals who was able to understand and converse with him. As for why he speaks the way he does, I have no idea.

Rey's origins are a complete and utter mystery. I had first met him six years ago in Box Elder, when I was more-or-less drafted into Bigby's Pack. Rey, as well as Maury, had been members of Bigby's Pack for only a couple of months before I arrived. As for Rey's life before meeting Bigby, I have no idea. I have read Rey's mind a great many times before the last time I saw him, and it would seem that somehow, someway, his memories were erased, so not even he, himself knew anything of his life before joining the Pack. The only things he knew were his name, what he was, and basic survival, and social instincts. Everything else was a giant blur. The only fortunate side to his situation was the fact that despite his severe memory loss, Rey was quite content with having very few memories of his past, as he tended to only look towards the future, and live for today anyway.

"*growl, low snarl."

"Not sure what I was thinking back then. The power of boners is a powerful thing, I guess", I responded to Rey in reference to the choice I made all those years ago to make Star my mate.

"*low, yet sharp growl, growl."

"Yep, she is. With a capital S." The five of us continued down the seemingly eternal hallway for about another ten minutes before reaching another small room at the end. Inside the room was nothing but three walls, and four, circular platforms on the floor, all lined up next to each other and parallel to the room's entryway.

"We have arrived, Champions of the Southern Hall", said James with a bow as he turned back to face us.

"So there's sixteen of us", I asked to James.

"Where'd you come up with sixteen", asked Star.

"Well, since we're the Champions of the Southern Hall, it stands to reason that there is a Northern, Western, and Eastern Hall as well, each with four other Champions."

"That is correct", began James. "You all are four of the sixteen individuals chosen to compete in the Master's tournament. He, and the other Champions await you above our current location", he continued as he motioned towards the platforms. In response to the butler's comment, Rey began cracking his knuckles, while the nameless samurai returned his enchanted sword to its sheath.

"So, we're supposed to stand on these things", asked Star. "Who's going where?"

"I don't think there's a wrong choice", I said as the samurai took his place on the third platform from the left. Upon seeing him select his choice, Star then rushes ahead of me, and Rey, claiming the platform on the far left, away from the samurai.

"*low snarl", said Rey to me as he claimed his spot in between the other two Champions.

Thanks, Rey, I thought to myself as I claimed the platform on the far right, grateful for the fact that I didn't have to stand next to Star. Once we took our places, the four platforms then began to make their way up through the ceiling as if we had all stepped onto a crude elevator. We eventually found ourselves in what looked like a large ballroom, complete with windows on the ceiling (it was worth noting that all that could be seen through the windows was a starry sky, confirming that we were nowhere near Jump City at this point).

Directly across from the four of us, another portion of the floor opened up as what I assumed were the Champions of the Northern Hall appeared on their own set of four, circular platforms. Just as we were, these four Champions were all diverse and unique individuals from different walks of life. It was also at this point I noticed that two of these four Northern Champions were also people I recognized. Standing on the second platform from the right (our left), oddly enough, was none other than Dakota City's own Gear. Standing on the platform to Gear's left was another blast from my love life's past, Julia Kaluza, who unlike Star, wasn't as fortunate when it came to her mutation.

Unlike Star, who could turn her mutation on and off (Star's mutation allowed her to significantly increase her muscle mass, as well as grow an extra pair of arms, to the point where she looks like a Shokan), Julia's mutation permanently altered her body, as she stood before the rest of us as a 5'4 cat-woman, to the point where she looked an awful lot like the infamous supervillain simply known as Cheetah. Fortunately for Julia, she and Cheetah had obvious differences in their appearance. Cheetah was known for having dirty blondish fur, which covered her entire body (to the point where she, like Julia, abandoned the use of clothes), small, brown spots, a tail, and blue eyes. Julia on the other hand, had dark orange, tiger-like fur, large, black spots on the majority of her body, except for her tail, which had stripes, and yellowish-green eyes.

As for the other two Champions, the one on the platform to Gear's right was what appeared to be a white man with a skintight gray shirt, black skinny jeans, gray tennis shoes, gray, fingerless gloves, spiky, orange hair, and a pair of blue goggles on his head. The Champion to Julia's left, was what appeared to be a large robot, as his entire body consisted of metal. He was about 6'5, had a face that kinda made him look like the offspring of Vin Diesel, and Arnold Schwarzenegger, a pointed head, which made him look like he had a Tristan Taylor-like hairstyle, and the build of a gorilla.

"Crikey, what a Freak Show", muttered the goggle-head in reference to the random assortment of people in the room, revealing that he had an Australian accent in the process. It was then that the floor opened up yet again off to the side, as the Champions of the Western Hall made their appearance. This time, only one Champion was recognizable to me.

Not surprisingly, on the platform closest to the Australian goggle-head, stood Gear's buddy, Static. To his right, stood what looked like a Japanese schoolgirl with pigtails as she was wearing a red, flannel skirt, black tennis shoes, a white, collared shirt, and a red bowtie. However, upon taking a closer look at her, I soon discovered that it was, in actuality, a late-twenty-something grown woman who just happened to be vertically challenged. Despite her being an even five feet tall, this woman was "blessed" with at least a DD cup size, and her skirt was short enough to the point where she could pass as a Sailor Scout.

To her right was a fifty-something looking man with gray hair, who wore nothing but a pair of leopard-print leather pants. What stood about him, however, was his scent, as his body wreaked of rot, and decay. Unlike most of the rest of us, who were all members of "the living", this man was a member of what most would call, "the walking dead". This was confirmed upon hearing the sound of a growl rumbling in Rey's chest upon making eye contact with this man.

And finally, to the zombie's right, was another person of Asian descent. This person was also male, and appeared to be about the age of thirty-something. He had greasy, spiky, black hair (similar to that of Robin's), black jeans, no shirt (because clearly a shirt wasn't required), Japanese-style sandals on his feet, and a pair of black boxing gloves on his hands.

"Oh, there you are, Static", said Gear to his friend with a wave.

"Sorry I'm late", he began in response, "just thought I'd bring a few friends with me", he continued jokingly as he pointed to the three other Champions to his right. In response to his joke, the boxer, and zombie shot him a glare out the corners of their eyes. "Or not", he retorted sarcastically in response to their rude death glares. In response to Static's sarcasm, the schoolgirl giggled, as she was apparently the only one to find him funny.

"Alright, Mates", began the goggle-head as the floor opened up once again across from Static's group, "let's see what behind Door Number Four." Up from the floor came the Champions of the Eastern Hall, three men, and one woman.

The lone female, who stood on the second platform from the left (directly across from the schoolgirl), was a rather tall, white woman, as she was about 7 ½ feet tall, and that wasn't including the light blue, steel high heels she wore. She also had a pair of light blue, skintight, leather pants, a light blue, skintight crop top, black lipstick, and silver hair.

To her right, stood another shirtless man of Asian descent, who seemed to about the same age as the boxer. However, he had a darker skin tone, revealing that he was from a different part of Asia. He had short, black hair, black pants with pictures of Chinese dragons wrapped around his legs, a red sash around his waist, and no shoes on his feet.

On the platform on the far right, directly across from the Asian boxer, stood a black man with dreads, though his were tied in the back of his head with a purple scrunchie. I remember being a fan of his taste in colors and wardrobe, as he wore a purple, sleeveless shirt, black gym shorts, black tennis shoes with red stripes, a pair of purple wrist bands, and a pair of purple sunglasses.

And lastly, standing in between the black guy, and the white woman, was the only of the four Eastern Champions that I recognized, as he was from the same city I was zapped from. The large monster of a man exchanged growls with me as he looked over and made eye contact with me.

"What're you doing here", asked Mammoth as he pointed to me.

"Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing", I retorted.

"Settle down, Mon", said the black dude as he waved us off, mostly likely because he was the only thing standing between us. It was at this point I noticed that he appeared to have a Jamaican accent. Before Mammoth and I could lash out at each other any further, the Master appeared before us via another white flash as he appeared on top of a large pedestal with a large flight of stairs leading to the top behind the Northern Champions. Behind him was a large jumbotron that hung on the far wall of the ballroom, and on his shoulder, for some reason, was a Northern Spotted Owl.

"The Tournament of Unity, a friendly competition between the world's greatest, lesser-known Champions", he began as his red amulet began to glow white, which activated the jumbotron. The screen then began playing individual footage of all of the contestants, as he had apparently been watching us. The footage used in the clipshow ranged anywhere from practicing our fighting talents on dummies, training in remote areas, in the case of Mammoth, destroying a fleet of robots, in the cases of Static, and Gear, fighting battles with supervillains (Static's footage showed him fighting Permafrost, while Gear's showed him fighting what looked like an orange bird-woman), or in my case, fighting off an army of robotic, zombie moths. As the footage played, the Master narrated over it in a dramatic, presentation fashion as he introduced each Champion, beginning with the Australian goggle-head, and going around the room clockwise, ending with Static.

"Boomerang, a wind elemental whose powerful kicks can create tornadoes. Gear, the boy genius with a gadget for any possible obstacle. Jaglia, half-woman, half-jaguar, but all-ferocity. JT006, a highly weaponized robot locked and loaded for battle. Larsun, the man on fire straight from the underground of Hong Kong. Madame Nebula, the Russian Amazon kickboxer with star-quality legs. Mammoth, a giant of a man that'll have you on the Endangered Species List. Rico, the funky, dancing fool who breaks bones as quickly as he "breaks it down". Wolfman, the Big Bad Wolf from the darkest of shadows. Roninjitsu, a masked, samurai warrior whose enchanted tachi blade will cut you down to size. Reymundo, the feline, pro wrestler who reigns as King of the Ring. Starsmash, the female embodiment of brute force and rage. Jinzo, the lightning-fast boxer with a thunderous knockout blow. Bruno, the wandering brawler that gives even Death a run for his money. Xing Xang, the Japanese small-fry with a large appetite for combat. And Static, the electrifying sparkplug that'll give you quite the shock. Sixteen brave, and worthy Champions, but only two shall win."

"Wait, two Champions", asked Jaglia, who shared the same confusion as the rest of us.

"What? Is dis a tag-team tournament", chimed Rico.

"Correct, Champions", replied the Master. "Unlike the Tournament of Heroes, and the Tournament of Heroines, the Tournament of Unity is to see how well Champions can work together in battle."

No wonder the other Elementals aren't here, I thought to myself. That would've been too easy.

"So then, who von the other two tournaments", asked Madame Nebula.

"Behold", began the Master of Games, "the Champion of Heroes, and the Champion of Heroines", he continued as he motioned to his right, and left respectively. In response to his words, two holographic images of the two previous Champions appeared, which he then introduced to us by way of narration. "Robin, the combat-equipped, Kung-Fu-trained, one-man army, and Terra, the terrakinetic she-devil who can bend the very planet to her will." I gasped upon the Master revealing the image of Terra. This wasn't because of the fact that she won her tournament (if the Master knew about me, then he must've known about the Robin, the Teen Titans, and by extension, Terra), but because instead of the Master showing me a picture of a girl with black hair, and brown eyes, he instead showed a girl with blonde hair, and blue eyes.

That's her! She's that girl, I exclaimed to myself in my head upon realizing that Terra was the mysterious blonde girl from my "Beauty and the Beast" dream, which further confused me, as it still didn't make sense how I was able to have a dream about her before ever having met her. My inner thoughts were interrupted upon the Master continuing to describe the details of the tournament.

"Just as Robin, and Terra discovered, when the tournament is complete, there will be magnificent prizes. And of course, the winners shall prove that they are the greatest tag-team heroes on Earth. However, any who do not wish to compete, need only say the word, and I shall return you home at once." Upon hearing that we were given the choice of whether or not to compete, the majority of us began discussing amongst themselves. As for me, the answer was obvious.

It was hardly coincidental that I would run into both Static, and Gear just hours after my council meeting with Andre, and Yea Seul, nor was it merely coincidental that Terra also had a connection with this particular tournament. There was also the fact that Robin seemed to have competed and survived, this tournament reunited me with Rey after not seeing him for six years, it offered a possible rematch with Mammoth, as well as the opportunity to show off to both Star, and Julia, after not seeing them for the past few years. All of that wasn't even mentioning the fact that I still had only a couple of weeks left to live, so a fighting tournament against a bunch of super-powered strangers sounded like fun.

"Looks like we're in", I said to the Master upon the discussions coming to an end. My assumptions were confirmed upon nobody requesting to leave.

"The challenge is accepted", began the Master. "The tournament begins. Prepare for competition", he continues as his amulet begins to glow white again. It then flashes once again as the Master and his owl disappear from the room. With the both of them gone for the moment, the sixteen of us began to mingle amongst each other while we waited for the tournament to begin. Rey and I stood off to the side catching up with each other about the past six years. Apparently he had made a name for himself in the Underground Wrestling Circuit (UWC), as the likelihood of any mainstream wrestling organization taking in a nahual was extremely slim. In addition, it seemed that Julia, and Star had accepted their mutations enough to where they decided to use them to fight crime, hence their superhero names.

"I'm telling you, that's not the same guy", said Static to Gear as I overheard the two of them talking.

"How do you know?"

"Because I met Robin, and he doesn't look like that", continued Static in reference to the holographic picture of Robin from earlier."

"Well how many other masked dudes in capes do you know that work with Batman and are named, "Robin"?"

"Good question", I said to myself aloud as I used my powers to get a sneak peek into Static's mind. It was then that I witnessed a third-person memory of Static (who wore a costume different from his current one) meeting both Batman, and Robin for the first time. Apparently he met the two of them in a hospital room in the middle of a stormy night, as I witnessed Static standing over a mutant laughing uncontrollably in his bed as thunder and lightning clashed in the sky.

"What did this to you", asked Static to himself as he stood over the mutant.

"Not "what", "who"", corrected Batman, accompanied by someone claiming to be Robin, from the shadows behind Static, as he had apparently managed to sneak in from behind. The lightning from outside played right into his hands as its flash made his reveal that much more dramatic.

"Batman", exclaimed Static in shock, as he wasn't expecting Batman be to in Dakota of all places. Batman simply walked past Static to tend to the mutant, completely ignoring the young hero as he did so.

"50% drama, 50% anti-social", I said sarcastically upon witnessing Batman's cold shoulder, reminding me of my first run-in with him.

"Hi, it's Static, isn't it", asked Batman's accomplice as he approached Static and offered to shake his hand. His voice alone already told me that he and the Robin I knew were not the same person. There was also the fact that this Robin's hair wasn't nearly as spiky, nor was he as short, as this Robin was about two inches taller than the one I knew. Despite that though, it was easy to see how someone could confuse the two Robins, as their outfits were shockingly similar, revealing that Batman truly did at some point train two young men, who both bear the superhero name of Robin. This Robin's was basically the same as the other's, except that instead of green pants, green gloves, and green sleeves, he instead had red pants, black gloves, and black sleeves.

"Okay, but who came first", I asked myself as I fast-forwarded to a later memory. This one showed Static in what I assumed was the legendary Bat Cave, as he stood over Batman as he sat at a computer screen. "Whoa", I said in awe as I took a look around the cave. "I guess it's safe to assume the rumors about Static are true."

"Nice crib", said Static to Batman, as he was apparently just as in awe about the Bat Cave as I was.

"How're you feeling, Virgil", asked Batman, once again ignoring what Static had initially said.

"You know", asked Static in shock.

"Oops", I said to myself as I felt guilty for learning Static's true identity.

"I guess you really are the world's greatest detective", continued Static. Batman simply responded to Static's fanboy praise by handing him what looked like a card. Upon seeing this, I moved towards them for a closer look.

"It fell out of your pocket", said Batman as I discovered that it was Static's school I.D. card that he was given. "You probably shouldn't carry that while you're in uniform." I couldn't help but notice that Static's real name was Virgil Hawkins, as he was apparently a student, at least at the time of this particular memory, at Dakota High School.

"Uh, right, *clears throat", replies Static awkwardly as he returns his I.D. card to a pocket on the inside of his jacket. "So, where's Robin", he continues in an attempt to change the subject.

"With the Titans", said Batman as he continued to type, never stopping to look at Static as they conversed. It was during this moment I noticed an irregular heartbeat coming from Batman, suggesting that he was lying.

"The who", asked Static.

"You'll meet 'em someday." Batman and Static then continued working on whatever case they had been working on.

"I guess it's technically not a lie", I said to myself as it seemed that Batman was playing a word game with Static. Batman had simply said that Robin was with the Titans, but he never said that he was necessarily talking about the same Robin. I exited Static's mind upon hearing the sound of Rey snarling at me. "You say something", I asked him upon returning to our conversation.

"Still invading other people's privacy", taunted Star as she and Julia walked over to join us.

"Hello, again, Fernando", said Julia.

"Julia", I responded. "You look good", I continued out of obligation, though to be fair, despite being covered in fur, she still did look good.

"As do you", she replied. I noticed immediately a difference in attitude from Julia since I last saw her. Unlike Star, whose mutation made her bitter, Julia seemed to have been humbled by her mutation, which was rather refreshing considering how shallow she was as a child.

"Oh, please, he looks like he put on a few pounds", chimed Star.

"Ugh, remind me why I dated you again", I said with a groan.

"It's because you were a horny, little boy like everyone else", teased Star.

"I was being rhetorical, Star." Before Star had a chance to tease me further, Julia jumped into the mix, moving the conversation forward.

"So what's the game plan?"

"Normally I would pick the brains of the other contestants", I began, "but, I've got some business to discuss with Static. If you guys would like to help me out with that, it'd be much appreciated."

"And why should we help you", asked Star.

"Look, do you have a problem with me, Star?"

"No, not at all", she began sarcastically. "Why would I have a problem with my ex-boyfriend who is the sole reason I became—", she continued before I interrupted her.

"If you're about to guilt trip me again about your mutation, save it. I'm sick to death of your ungrateful whining."

"Ungrateful? You think I wanted this? You think I asked for this? Do you have any idea what it's like to have a monster living inside of you", she asked as she tapped into her powers. With her powers now turned on she stood before the rest of us as a seven-foot tall, four-armed woman with maroon skin, and crimson red, demon eyes.

"You must not know me very well if you're seriously asking me that", I retorted in reference to the fact that Star was currently conversing with a werewolf. "But if it will finally put this issue to rest, for the millionth time, I am sorry. I'm sorry that I became attracted to you as a child. I'm sorry that I wanted to date you. I'm sorry that I wasn't as exciting as the other guys to keep you entertained. And I'm truly sorry that some asshole decided to wait until several months after we broke up to try and poison you with toxic fumes just to prove a point. There, you satisfied now?" Star simply walked away in a huff in response.

"*snarl, growl, snarl", said Rey to me as he put his hand on my shoulder. Fortunately for my sake, Julia chose to keep the conversation going, so we never had to address my awkward exchange with Star.

"What business do you have with Static?"

"This", I said as I pulled out my communicator and showed it to her, and Rey.

"What's that?"

"It's a communicator, proof that I am a member of the Teen Titans."

"You're a Titan", asked Julia, as she apparently had heard of my teammates.

"*snarl, snarl, growl, snarl", said Rey as he had apparently seen one of our communicators before.

"Perhaps they were Titans, too", suggested Julia in response to Rey's comment. Rey's jaw dropped in shock upon Julia responding to him, though the conversation continued without him.

"Regardless, I have to talk to Static, as it seems there are at least two heroes on Earth who go by the name Robin."

"Then you go and talk to him, and I'll see what kind of dirt I can dig up", said Julia as she began to walk away. As she did so, I looked over at Rey as I noticed him tilting his head as he gawked at her rear. He corrected himself awkwardly as I cleared my throat, grabbing his attention.

"No need to be so jumpy, Rey. She's a jaguar, you're a jaguar, plus she's one of like four people who can even understand you."

"*snarl, growl, growl?"

"Dude, we were in middle school. If you like her then go get her."

"*sharp, low growl", he replied as we fist-bumped one another. Rey then went off to join Julia as she conversed with the other participants.

"Did I hear that right", asked Static to me from off to the side. As I turned to face him, he, and Gear approached me. The first thing I noticed about them was the fact that they both were the same height as I was. "Are there really two Robins?"

"Apparently", I replied with a shrug.

"Family reunions must be confusing", said Gear jokingly.

"Hi, the name's Static. And this is my partner, Gear. We've heard good things about the Titans", said Static as he offered me his hand. Just as I had with Cyborg, Robin, and Starfire, I Changed my hand into a paw before grasping it.

"Wolfman, likewise", I replied as I shook his hand. Our handshake came to an abrupt end upon electrical sparks surging from our hands.

"Whoa", exclaimed Static in shock as he stepped back a bit. "Sorry about that", he continued, probably worried that he shocked me.

"Don't be", I said as I lifted my paw and flexed it. As I did so, the sparks danced around my claws. "It doesn't hurt", I continued as I Changed my paw back into a human hand. "I guess it's true, you are a Class 5", I continued in reference to his powerful aura.

"Ha! Told 'ya so", teased Static to Gear.

"Whatever. I still think you're a 4", he retorted.

"You're just mad because you register as a Class 2."

"I'll remember that the next time Slipstream goes on a feeding frenzy", warned Gear.

"Speaking of which", began Static as he changed the subject, "what's your take on the contestants?"

"Welp, as per usual, all the other mutants here seem to be the standard Class 3, and 4, except for this guy", said Gear as he focused on me.

"Guess you're a Class 5, too", suggested Static. I simply nodded in response.

"Furthermore", continued Gear, "I count nine mutants, five humans, and two contestants listed as "other"."

"Zombies, and robots typically don't fall under the previous two categories", I added.

"So who's who", asked Static. Gear then prepared to determine which contestant were which, but I beat him to the punch as I already knew.

"The five human contestants consist of Madame Nebula, Mammoth, Rico, Roninjitsu, and Xing Xang. Everybody else, apart from JT006, and Bruno is a mutant."

"Uh, yeah, he's right", continued Gear upon Static looking to him for confirmation. The three of us then continued to exchange notes on what we observed about the mutant competitors based on the clip show of footage we all watched. There was Static, and Gear, whose powers I was already familiar with prior to meeting them, Rey, the nahual who specialized in wrestling, Star, the four-armed rage woman, Julia, who was a surviving victim of forced splicing, and then the four elemental-powered mutants consisting of Larsun, Boomerang, Jinzo, and myself. Obviously I was aware of my abilities as an Elemental, but as I later explained to Static, and Gear, the other three are what I began to start referring to as kinetics.

You see, any mutant with the correct combination of genes, or spellcaster with the proper training, could manipulate any one of the six elements. What separated the Elementals from the rest, was our range in doing so. The six of us were living embodiments of the elements, so we could utilize every single aspect of each element to its fullest potential, while kinetics often had limits on their abilities. Using the contestants as examples, let's start with Boomerang.

Boomerang, who specialized in kickboxing, could control the wind, but only through kicks, giving him a limit of what he was able to do, whereas Andre could summon tornadoes with his mind, and fly at supersonic speeds. Larsun, like Boomerang, specialized in kickboxing and could control the element of fire through the use of his feet. However, Larsun could only use his feet, whereas Ryan can create flames from any part of his body. And finally, there was Jinzo, who specialized in boxing, and by extension Static. Both could bend the element of light, but only through the use of electricity. In fact, Jinzo had an even worse limitation than Static did, as he could only create electrical charges in his fists, which was ultimately why they were his choice of weapon. Asia on the other hand, could bend light in any form. She could either burn you to a crisp with a bolt of lightning, both bring, and take away life from a lightbulb, or draw energy from the sun, moon, or stars. The point was that nobody could bend the elements better than the Elementals themselves. Although, to Static's credit, as a Class 5 mutant, he still had tremendous power within him, just as Raven, and Terra did (despite Cyborg's claims of Terra being a Class 4).

"So that's how that works", said Static after I finished demonstrating my ability to manipulate electricity just as he could.

"The heck kind of werewolf are you", asked Gear.

"How's it going", asked Rico, interrupting as he walked over to join us. "Static, good to see you again, Mon", he said as he shook his hand.

"Um, have we met", asked Static.

"Not officially, but I believe you've had a few run-ins wit my kid brudda. Went by da name of Kangor for a while."

"So, Kangor has a brother", began Gear. "Should we be concerned", he asked jokingly.

"Champions", exclaimed the Master from an unknown location as his booming voice echoed throughout the room. "Round One draws near. The time has come to determine your teammates."