Virgil Hawkins and Richie Foley sat on a worn down couch, in a old, abandoned gas station watching a small television. A Latina lady with shoulder length brown hair was speaking. As she was speaking a blond, young man and a brunette young man with glasses -both in orange jumpsuits- were being led from a police car into a jail house. There was also an elderly man with graying hair who looked like he was half mad.
"After days without our superheroes, Static and Gear." She was saying, "we have discovered it was all an elaborate ruse by these three men you see behind me now. The men, who we previously believed to be Static and Gear were discovered to be college students that had been called to be interns at an institution that is no longer running. Although these young men were not the superheroes our city has come to depend one, we should all pause and take a moment of silence for the loss of these families."
There was thirty seconds of silence, then the television clicked off.
The End
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A/N: Okay, so that was a short chapter for the nonslash afterward, but there wasn't too many lose ends to tie up anymore. So I hope you enjoyed the story and will check out some of my others. Thank you for reading.