Ch. 3

"Mr. Fong, your friends are here." My secretary, excuse me, my assistant Adam peeked behind the open door.

I smile and signal for him to let them in, when the guys came in I could hear their thoughts. John was thinking about his much-needed nap, Lui was thinking about his research, Brock was thinking about his girlfriend, and Tyler had work on his mind. They sat on whatever piece of furniture was available to them. The door was shut, which meant it was safe to talk now.

"Did you bring them?" Brock asked Johnathan and Tyler.

Of course, as supposed heroes, we need costumes, and we put the two least fashionable people to the task of putting together out outfits. So, this was going to be golden to see. They pulled out two black suits; they looked heavily armored in the chest area, one had overexaggerated bulky shoulders and thighs. On the one in John's hand; it had a long black cape, a yellow utility belt around the waist, and what looked like a bat. On the other costume in Tyler's hand, it was just the suit and had a yellow backpack with a strap across the chest and a strap across the stomach, and in the center of the chest was a yellow oval with a black owl on it.

"I'm going to be Batcoon, and you're Night Owl." Johnathan smiled as the others snorted with chuckles.

I sighed in relief, "Thank God, I was worried I'd have to wear that fucking muscle jumpsuit."

"Hey, it's not that bad." John defended himself. "Oh, we got us all masks."

Brock pulled out a racoon, owl, pig, and a white eagle Halloween masks. I was lost for words, and could only summon up the stamina to face palm. "Hey we're not all like Lui, who can apparently turn into an eight-foot monkey."

I look at our short friend, who showed me a picture on his phone. He explained that David, his roommate, found him on the counter eating a bunch of bananas that had flies on them. I had to restrain the urge to puke at the thought. "So where are your guys'?"

Brock's was just a blue running suit with a rainbow tank top, and tennis shoes. Lui was going with a red full body suit with white tidy whites on the outside with the initials 'MM' in a white circle with a banana under the letters. Or black slacks, maroon button up, with a matching gray vest and tie. I convinced him to go with the first option. Tyler was wanting to wear black spandex shorts, black combat boots, a white biker helmet, and a black leather jacket with fur lining on the collar.

"Tyler, you'll get either raped or killed." I glared at him.

"Fine, fuck Evan. But I'm not wearing a monkey suit-" Lui throws a pen at the taller guy. "Sorry, no offense Lui, I mean Mighty Monkey. I'm wearing this, and that's final." Tyler said before he pulled out zebra skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with a pink neon cat in the center, gray tennis shoes, and the damn white biker helmet.

I groaned and face palmed again. "Okay, fine. And what are your code names?"

Brock quickly said with the others laughing. "Tyler is Wildcat, and I'm Early Bird."

I immediately start laughing, "Early Bird!? You're always late."

The man stuck his tongue out, "I like it. You asshole."

Once we all calmed down and got everything in order, I decided to do some adjustments to all of our… ugh… masks. I super glued small transmitters and microphones so we can talk when we're far away. "Hey, so I just realized we need to have a base of operations as well as a team name."

"What about the gaming cave?" Lui suggested, and we all shrugged in agreement.

Johnathan was thinking of a name. 'We'd be our own league of heroes. Stupidly rich, and powered by rocks. Hehehe with rock hard abs and cocks.'

I shook my head in disgust, I really wish I couldn't read minds. "I like that idea John, well up until the cock thing. League of Heroes."

"How did you, right psychic." Johnathan crossed his arms.

"I like it." Brock said from the sofa in front of the large window.

Tyler nodded as he drank from my whiskey bottle. "I agree too."

"Same." Lui casually said as he scribbled down some notes on a sheet of paper.

We went over the rules, and the technology we would be needing to functionally operate. Lui and I had the most knowledge in science and technology. Brock and Tyler were in charge of getting the game cave set up for everything, which meant lots of moving stuff around or out, and then cleaning. And finally, Johnathan put himself in charge of the team logo, and finding us some bad guys.

A loud thud came behind us, we all looked to see what it was. Brock was quick to respond when he saw that it was a large falcon. He ran over to the window, and caught it before it fell. Brock held gently as he laid it on my desk. I groaned in disgust as the man examined it with worry.

"Hey, Brock isn't that the bird from last night?" Tyler asked Brock as he pulled one of his socks off, and used it as a sling.

"You're right, it totally is. No way, how did he find us?" Brock was amazed as the bird sat up, and squawked in surprise. "You're welcome, next time try not to fly into windows."

I looked at the man in confusion, "Uh Brock?"

He looked up as the bird went up to his shoulder. "What?"

"I'm not one to judge, cause I've been called crazy-" Johnathan started.

Lui coughed to cover up what he said. "Delirious." We all laughed as our friend pretended to cry.

"I'm not Delirious, you asshole! I'm just a really crazy man!" Johnathan threw a water bottle at the shorter man.