I repeated the pros and cons of joining the wards slower and in greater detail which basically came down to the age old decision of 'Safety' vs 'Freedom'.

It wasn't as simple or easy a decision as some would think, though most people Taylor's age would jump right on the 'freedom' end of the train.

Then again most people Taylor's age were idiots, and this was coming from the guy who had decided to take his hell fueled powers and go and be a superhero as a way to please the maimed titans who were his masters.

Despite the fact Taylor was not exactly your average teenager that didn't mean that she opted immediately for the safe choice either. In fact she didn't opt for anything, instead going for the classic 'I'll think about it' option.

At which point I naturally offered a ride along on my plans to punch all the Nazis, reminding her of my web identity if she wanted to drop me a line and take me up on getting a shot at seeing the conflict on that level.

I also recommended she see if she could do the same with the Wards, mostly because as much as I'd like Skitter on my side, I was, at the end of the day, a bleeding heart.

Which was good for her, but not for me. Should have factored that into the whole 'get allies for punching Nazis' thing.

However...

I glanced outside. The sun was still up. Still enough time to hit up a few more sources.

"New Wave," I muttered to myself. The Brokton Bay Brigade had been pretty active fighters in the day after all, even today they were far from passive, just working under a different tempo as they switched from propagating a movement to surviving as an extended family of superheroes. They weren't actively recruiting and as such switched to a more conservative strategy, quite possibly because half of their members where the children of the other half and still relatively young.

But they still fought, and they still had plenty of grudges against the empire. They also had some of the most powerful and seasoned capes on the field.

~Then, why didn't you go to them first Boss?~

Because Skitter was in the original timeline, someone much scarier then all of them put together. If only for her mindset, and I had to be sure that mind was pointed at the same enemies I had rather then me.

Also because, like I said to her, most of her problems were an easy fix. New Wave was a lot more complicated. At least in terms of time investment.

~Aww, how bad could they be?~

Well from my understanding, one half of them was relatively sane. The other half however... yeash, let's see, the girl unintentionally mindraping everyone around her into liking her, the clinically depressed father who was barely functional on the good days, the unwanted stepchild with a closet full of skeletons she was making a far bigger deal of then she needed t-

Was that an explosion in the distance?

I blinked, cursed and sprinted for the closest back alley, dropping my disguise and pumping motes into flaring my anima high enough to let wings burst forth from my back.

So much for my night off.