Elsewhere Ebon watched in fury as his new accomplice helped what was supposed to be 'their' enemy. Furious, he ordered another to finish them off.

Just as Static went to thank the mysterious black figure, a ball of fire was shot at them. 'Have all the meta-humans joined forces to gang up on me?' Virgil asked himself.

"Come on! I know where to go!" the guy yelled and Static followed him.

The two flew away and rested on a rooftop, but not for long. Suddenly, an immense blast of blue light torched the rooftop and Virgil's saver. The guy just laid there, his jet-black hair fried and covering his face.

"That'll teach you to turn on us!" yelled out the one who had scorched him.

The young man looked up at Static, his eyes begging help. And something about him made Virgil wish he could run over and help him, but he was frozen in shock, yet he managed to whisper,

"Richie?"