Welcome, guys, to the next chapter of the Wave. Night has now fallen, [*sings* so ends this day...] and we'll focus on two young men who are in big trouble because this Wave. Anyway, let's just continue with this chapter and I won't be bothering you anymore, except to answer to the review, off course.

BTRlover1122: Thanks for the review, and yeah he really is in trouble, but he'll try to prove his innocence to make sure he gets his friend back.

Enjoy!

-Writer207

It was late at night. The city was asleep, but the lights were still on and there were people actually crazy enough to be awake at this hour. People passed by, cars drove down the ways and everything was right in its place, all holding a small part of the harmony that was Philadelphia at night time.

Only one person could not enjoy Philadelphia at night, and that one person was Alan Diaz. He has never been out of the hospital during the night and immediately decided he did not like this at all. It was dark, it was cold and he was all alone. He was sitting in an alley (close to the hospital) on his suitcase. This had been his decision; to take matters into his own hands. He was sure nobody even looked up when he passed the lobby with this suitcase. He was very certain Kaz saw this, but he – just like the others – probably did not pay attention to that one small detail and were focusing on their works instead of the nephew of their chief.

Why did I do this again? He thought miserably. There was no going back, he knew that. That way, he'd give Horace the message he could do anything he wanted with Alan, and the young boy was trying to make a point here. He wouldn't budge for Horace's will. Never!

He eventually stood up, lifted the suitcase with his hands (he was sparing his powers for another time) and he started to walk again. The further he was away from the hospital, and from Horace, the easier it would be for him to let it go. Nobody probably will miss him anyway.

He stopped after a few seconds of walking, because someone was walking towards him. And that someone appeared to be someone he knew. He dropped his suitcase in surprise.

"Skylar?" he asked, "what are you doing here?" Skylar just kept walking closer until she stood at ten feet from the boy. She looked amazing, but something was off about her. She seemed too confident; she wore a weird smile on her face and crossed her arms. She shrugged. Also, the pink highlights had a white shine to it now.

"Just taking a walk. What I want to know is what you are doing here." Alan gulped, though not audible. She walked a little closer, into the light and now Alan clearly saw a white streak in her hair instead of a pink one. That didn't look right, wasn't usual at all, and Alan backed away.

"Just like you, I'm taking a walk. But I'll go now. Bye!" He turned around and about to run away, but Skylar Storm used her super speed to stand in front of the frightened boy. She smiled at him – an evil smile.

"You aren't going anywhere," she said, and Alan had that itch again; that itch he had whenever he uncontrollably turned himself in an animal. Before this could happen, however, Skylar's finger tips lighted up and she placed them on Alan's forehead. The boy had no chance when the tips touched his head – he just fell down unconsciously, and Skylar Storm smiled. This was even easier than she had expected.

That night, Henry Tidwell couldn't get to sleep.

First, there was the Annihilator and Catastrophe showing up at the Mighty Med. They could be beaten before the League of Heroes showed up, luckily, but it didn't feel right. Catastrophe was before his disappearance the greatest of the villains and might have lost powers over the years. And the Annihilator… nobody but Skylar Storm really knew what was going on in that twisted mind of his. Maybe it was his plan to get locked up in the prison. Or maybe he had done something to the hospital in the short time the villain was on the loose in there.

Then, there was Tecton coming back so suddenly. He wasn't there when it happened, but he did watch the security tapes from the moment he entered the hospital – too bad he couldn't access the security cameras from the Mighty Max. He seemed convincing enough for Horace, but Henry did have his suspicions. It was just this feeling he couldn't shake off.

Last but not least, the loss of a lot of heroes. He noticed a lot of heroes are suddenly disappearing, only to appear again to attack other heroes. It began with the reveal of Tecton's treason. From then, more of these 'moles' started popping up, even going as far as changing sides while in the hospital. NeoCortex, always reasonable and good-hearted, and Blue Tornado, ever ready to fight any evil, were examples. Blue Tornado openly switched sides as he escaped from the Mighty Med and NeoCortex also fought his way out after being treated by doctors who were 100% sure he was good and weak because of Spark Plug and Silver Shield.

He wondered about the short time all of this was happening in. One week, a few days, and all of this was a reality. In a few days, you didn't know who to trust anymore. In one week, he spent almost all of his night without sleep, trying to figure out this big riddle that just did not want to be solved.

He rolled over in his sleep again and groaned. Across the hall some heroes were still awake. He heard it – across the hall was a spare room where he sometimes read books – only when he was very bored – and the others came to chat in private with each other. Those others were the members of the League of Heroes which had decided to move in with him. Being the richest guy on the group and also team leader, he had decided that whoever wished to move in Tidwell Manor could do so. There were ten others who lived here apart from him, and one of those others was Tecton.

He didn't like living with him right at this moment. But he couldn't kick the hero out of the house because of some suspicions, either. But he did keep any eye on the hero. The others welcomed him home. Some were wary like their leader, and most of them were glad Tecton was back, mostly because they seriously needed the muscle on their team.

Across the hallway, the sounds got worse. Henry could clearly hear them through the paper-thin walls of his room (you can never know if someone wants to kidnap this Normo billionaire) and he sat up, looking op at his alarm clock. It was nearly 2 o'clock in the morning, and he groaned again. He had no idea what his friends were doing in there, but he was going to make an end to it. He was sure they would respect his wish to sleep.

In his bathrobe he entered the corridor. Directly across this corridor, about five meters to his right, was this room where he heard the heroes. But as he got closer, he noticed something was breaking. When he listened at the door, he heard a muffed scream and someone beating someone else.

There weren't talking in there. They were fighting.

Soon, Henry ran to the other side of the corridor, where he secretly placed his Titanio-suit. Others thought he stored it in the basement, but Henry was smarter than that. When he arrived there and he placed his hand on a certain spot in the wall, the doors slid open and revealed his blue Titanio-suit. The suit slid open en Henry stepped in it. The suit closed around the billionaire and Titanio stepped out of the hole in the wall, running back to the room.

He opened the door – there would be no collateral damage in his house! – ready to strike if necessary. Luckily, it wasn't necessary. He quickly took in the details in the room. Pretty much everything was trashed – and he had to pay a lot to fix this. He wouldn't be poor, but he just hated collateral damage. There were two heroes present in the room. One of them was Tecton, leaning over the other one, who was lying motionless on the ground. That other person was the newly recruited Surge, who had rejected any offer to join until a few weeks back.

Soon Titanio hurried to the hero on the ground, almost pushing Tecton out of the way. When he looked at Titanio's face, he saw nothing but worry. This took away part of his suspicions, but he still had some. He'd always be vigilant. He looked at Tecton.

"What happened to him?" He assumed Tecton had been there when it happened. Tecton shrugged.

"I don't know, I just came in here myself. Actually, just a few seconds before you came in." Titanio nodded – he didn't have any proof, so he just had to admit Tecton only arrived here a few seconds ago, probably because of his super speed when Surge tried to call him with his phone.

Surge did have his phone in his hand. The severely wounded hero wasn't wearing his gloves, also, which meant that if he used his power of electricity, it should've gone straight through his body instead of being protected by the gloves lying a few feet away. He was lucky to still be alive. And we're not even talking about the giant bruise on his head. He either knocked him head onto something very hard or someone's stone fist must have hit him there. Surge really was lucky to still be living.

"I'm gonna fly him to the hospital." Tecton said, but before he could do anything, Titanio said something else.

"No, I am gonna drive him to the hospital." Tecton frowned.

"I can be there faster."

"Yes, but who knows what the flight can do to him? We don't know if it'll damage him even more. No, it's much safer if I drive him there. Can you bring me a gurney?" Tecton frowned.

"What would you need a gurney for?"

"Do you expect me to pick him up in bridal style? No, I won't. Besides, it might be safer to do this. He's in a critical situation. We don't know what hit his head and how severe this injury may be for him. So, a gurney please. I do have an elevator, remember?" Tecton grumbled something and then left the room. If Tecton wasn't back in one minute, he'd be taking his time instead of hurrying. "Everything will be okay, Surge. You're gonna make it." Titanio tried to believe his own words, but it was very hard. He'd be okay, but what would be the consequences? Maybe this attack saved him from joining the Dark Side, as the problem is with many other heroes.

A loud gasp was heard and Titanio almost jumped up when it was Surge who had gasped. He was trembling from head to toe all of a sudden and the wounded hero tried to grasp Titanio's suit, but calmly Titanio held Surge down, telling him he shouldn't worry. And yet, he was staring with those big scared eyes at the leader of the Leagues of Heroes.

"Are you with the Annihilator?" He asked, voice filled with fear. Titanio frowned, but soon he wiped that off his face and gave him an assuring smile.

"No, I'm not." He wanted to ask what happened, but the wounded would probably not answer that question. Besides, Surge already had something else to say than what had happened just a few minutes ago.

"Bring me to the Med. Only you, no-one else." Titanio nodded and watched the young man slip into unconsciousness again. This got Titanio thinking. Why would Surge begin to talk about the Annihilator? Why was he so afraid when he saw the only Normo billionaire he dared to trust?

This attack wasn't a coincidence, Titanio concluded. Someone intentionally wanted to hurt Surge – this wasn't like those many times where villains tried to breach the security systems of the manor and break in. Only Wi-Fi had succeeded in ever getting in, but only because of his unfair technological advantage.

This was in infiltration mission.

Someone of his own had tried to – probably – kill this young hero, or to lure him to the Dark Side.