Cadoc was given a plain grey shirt, some sweats, socks and shoes. He was shown to his room by Black Canary, which was in all honesty, a big mistake.

"So babe," Cadoc asked, "How'd you like to go a few rounds after I get finished changing." Black Canary kept walking. "Or, we could go a couple rounds while I'm changing?" he said, grinning suggestively. Black Canary turned around slightly flustered, and raised her hand so slap Cadoc. He caught the hand and twirled her around so that he was holding her.

"I admit, you got some moves kid." Canary said. "But…"she grabbed his arm and did an arm spin, bringing his shoulder to hers, and her shoulder and knees to the ground essentially flipping the young flirt. But Cadoc held on tight, wrapping his legs around her torso and hooking his feet around her thighs so that he was still at her back.

"Arm spin," he commented. "Nice. But you shifted your weight. And you seemed to forget one small fact. I wrestled." Breaking her down so that her stomach was to the floor, he removed his legs and got up. Canary turned around and rolled across her back so that she was squatting down.

"You tell anyone about this and your future here is dead!" Canary said threateningly as she began to stand up. Cadoc's eyes widened as his mind dawned upon the unintended message. Black Canary realized what she did and smacked herself on the forehead. Cadoc didn't speak for the remainder of the tour.

When they finally got to Cadoc's room, Cardona said, "Am I really going to be part of this squad?"

Canary sighed and said, "If you prove that you deserve it, you will be." He walked into his room, Black Canary grabbed his butt. He turned around bewildered, but began to smile.

Black Canary chuckled and said, "What? It looks good in spandex."

"50 bucks says so does yours. So how 'bout those rounds I asked for, now or later?" Cadoc asked again.

Canary gave him a small peck on the forehead and said, "Don't push it kid."


Cadoc was running through the Amazon Rainforest of Brazil, desperately trying to find a way out. He heard the growls of the search dogs, and the yelling of the militia.

"Crap! I gotta find a way into these trees." He waited for the next barking of the dog, measuring how near the soldiers were by the volume of the dog's bark. He waited for them, slowing down his breathing so that he was as quiet as the native flies.

"I think I've -." The man didn't even get to finish his sentence before Cadoc kneed him in the groin causing him to bend over. Cadoc used the soldier as a launching platform and jumped up high enough to grab a tree branch. He pulled himself up and started the climb to the canopy. Once he reached the top, he began moving from tree to tree, moving as fast as he could without jeopardizing his footholds and his life. After 30 more minutes, he heard the pursuers give up and begin walking back.

"Well, that was fun." Cadoc said through a sigh of relief.

Then, he heard a gunshot ring through the rainforest. He started running towards where the shot had been fired, but he felt something hot soaking into his shirt. He looked over and saw blood soaking around the top of his left shoulder. He was the intended target. He turned tail and sprinted towards... well, anywhere but back there. He didn't care if he was making the bleeding worse, he just wanted to leave this stupid saw a light coming up, but it passed by.

'Cars! Roads! Cities!' Cadoc thought, eventually leading to, 'Hospital!'

He saw another light coming so he took off at a speed that he didn't know he had. He was coming closer... closer... just a bit more... and a big burly arm came from the shadow of a tree to knock him to the ground. He fell down, unconscious even before he hit the ground.

Cadoc woke up to the splashing of water on his face.

A large and overweight milita guard sat down infront of him. Cadoc tried to move, but found his hands bound behind the chair, and his legs bound to the chair.

"There is no escape for you now my little friend." He said with a thick Portuguese accent. "You are at the Cadmus facility in San Juan. You are home now."


Cadoc woke up sweating, remembering the dream.

'It was just a dream. But... it wasn't. It was real. It happened. 6 years ago. They experimented on me. They made the bones of my hands, feet, forearms, and shins steel. They bonded me with steel. They transformed me. They made me into a killer.'

Cadoc put his head in his hands. He looked at his hands. He could feel the metal inside of it. Everytime he moved, he could feel it. It was a constant reminder of his past. His gruesome, horrifying past.