Young Andile crouched down, getting into position as he prepared to run. He wore clothing similar to that of a Zulu tribe member, but with some changes. Rather than the common amashoba, cow tails worn on the legs and upper arms, he wore tight bindings. The ibeshu and isinene, back and front aprons respectively of the umutsha belt and garment around his waist, were made of a material that appeared to be durable, yet sleek. He wore the same material around his upper torso. The entire outfit was coloured grey with faint orange triangles around his neck and two light green stripes down his front. His clothing wasn't simply made for tradition, it was made for speed.

Andile looked forward as his bare feet dug into the dirt below him. He closed his eyes to help himself focus. He shut out all distractions. He shut out the voices of the others in his tribe telling him he was a fool for believing his father could still be alive after being missing for years. He shut out the elders telling him that he will have to one day take on the same role his father did as Impala, and his own doubts about doing so. He kept his eyes closed and simply listened to the sounds of the jungle around him. He opened his eyes and his lips curved into a smirk then he pushed himself forward and took off.

Instantly, the jungle became a green and brown blur. The sounds of the animals were replaced by the sound of rushing wind. Andile's smirk became a wide grin as he rushed around trees and animals that appeared to be almost standing still. He glanced up flock of colourful birds hovered in place above him and almost ended up running into a tree. He weaved around it and sped up more. Soon, he left the jungle behind, and was running in wide open plains. He passed a herd of impala, his own namesake. Some of them were frozen in midair, their agile bodies in the middle of a jump. Andile veered around, eventually coming to a river. He sped by a family of hippos taking a drink and ran on the surface of the water itself. His speed kept him from breaking surface tension and falling in as he left a trail of water spray behind him. He left the water to run on solid ground again. He came across a pack of elephants and slid under the largest one, not slowing down. Another moment of running later, Andile saw a tall giraffe ahead of him. He ran right towards it and jumped at the last moment. He propelled himself over the giraffe, waving his arms and laughing as he did. When he came back down, he landed with expert agility and continued his run, going on for another mile. He finally slowed and stopped, breathing heavily. He looked out into the distance and saw Mount Kilimanjaro rising over the horizon.

Andile sat and looked at the majesty of the mountain as he allowed himself a moment of relaxation. When he was ready, he got back into his runner's stance. He looked ahead, knowing he had the whole continent to explore. With a grin, he zipped off again.

Having started their work late at night, the sun was coming up when Vixen and Anansi were searching in the second storage building used by Blood Tiger. The building was empty, but the drag marks and patches in the dust on the ground indicated that it had been cleared out recently.

"They must have moved everything out when they knew we were coming," Vixen stated. She stood with her hands on her hips, looking annoyed.

"For a gang named after a tiger, they are very similar to rats," Anansi said, idly twirling his staff. "You mentioned that Blood Tiger said something about his buyers…?"

"Yes. One, even he has no information on, but the other is connected to The Scarlet Dragons. A Chinese triad," Vixen replied, recalling her conversation with the gang leader.

"Hm. What could he have that would attract the attention of a gang from another country? Unless these so-called dragons have another connection that we don't know about,"

"Possibly…If I still had my JLI resources, I could look into that. But there is someone else I could talk to. I just need to give him a call,"

Anansi nodded. "Then do that. But after a rest. We've both been up all night and I know I could use some sleep. I'm sure you could too, sister,"

Vixen's glanced at Anansi, with an eyebrow slightly raised.

"Not by blood, of course," Anansi added. "But you know what I mean,"

"I do," Vixen replied as she stretched. As she walked out, she passed Anansi and put a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks for the help, Enitan. I'll see you later,"

The two parted and went their separate ways as the sunrise cast long shadows behind them.

David sat before a monitor in a small apartment in the middle of Tinasha. The computer it was attached to didn't look impressive. In fact, it was made of several parts, stuck together with wires messily crossing each other. It definitely wasn't the system he had when he worked as Batwing, but that had been destroyed when a mercenary blew up his former base of operations. Still, it was powerful enough to do what it needed to. Within moments, he had found information on Myranda Marksbury, the daughter Philip Marksbury kept secret.

David's screen showed the image of a young woman with a beige skin tone, deep brown eyes, and short, yet poofy, curly hair. She was in her early twenties and an overachiever, if her records were any indication. High marks in class and exceeding in athletics too. Myranda didn't seem to be anything like her brother, who was just coasting of their father's money and influence. She even had her own apartment, right in Tinasha. David would have to do further research to find out what she was really like, and he couldn't do that sitting at a computer. He would have to pay her a visit.

Andile's morning run had let him to a Ugandan forest. The thickness of the trees limited his speed as he darted between them. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and listen to the sounds of nature again. At least, he would have if it hadn't been interrupted by the sound of gunfire. He moved towards the source of the mysterious sounds and heard a rustling in the leaves to his right. With loud cries and hollers, a group of gorillas burst out from the foliage. Andile dashed behind a tree to get out of their way and saw what they're running from. Several armed men, carrying guns, knives and nets. Andile's fists clenched tightly as one of the poachers raised their rifle to shoot a gorilla. The hunter squeezed the trigger and the bullet burst out, spinning slowly as it left the gun. Andile was already running, even as fire and smoke came out the barrel. He saw the bullet on its deadly path and put himself between the projectile and its target. Andile reached out and plucked the bullet out of the air. He then realized how hot it was and that caused him to drop it as the world started moving at normal speed again. From the hunter's perspective, what they saw was a boy who appeared out of nowhere after the shot was fired. He stood in their way, so they didn't care where he came from.

"Shoot him!" Their leader demanded and the hunters took aim.

The gorillas were long gone but Andile couldn't focus on them. He was dodging between the bullets that were now flying at him. He weaved between them easily and started to smile as he did. In a flash, he sped past all the poachers. It took them a moment to realize their guns were gone from their hands and in a pile at Andile's feet. He smirked at their shocked expressions but it disappeared when they all charged with their knives. He burst forward with extreme speed. To them, all they saw was a blur then nothing as they were knocked unconscious in a matter of seconds. Andile grinned widely again. He had just stopped a crime in progress. He was starting to feel like his father.

Andile's good feeling didn't get to last long. He heard a high pitched sound behind him, and just as he turned, something exploded close to him. Andile was thrown by the blast into a tree. His head hit the tree and he slumped down. His vision was blurry and fading and he thought that maybe that was causing him to hallucinate. What he saw couldn't be real. It was a pack of gorillas, but different. They were taller, with larger skulls, and futuristic weapons and armour. The largest of them wore a gold coloured helmet and his weapon was still smoking. Andile's ears were ringing, but he was sure he heard one of the gorillas say the word 'Grodd'. He looked up as his vision faded and saw a large object descending from the sky just before he blacked out.

David stood in the bedroom of a large apartment. He looked out the glass double doors, across the balcony and to the morning sun. It had been simple to get into the building without being seen and break into the apartment. Now the detective work started. He crept around, inspecting the place, trying to find what secrets Myranda kept hidden in her home. The phone on his belt started to buzz as he opened a closet. He mentally kicked himself for having it on in the first place and took it out.

"Hello?" David spoke in a hushed whisper. Few people had this number, so the call had to be important, but he wasn't exactly in a comfortable situation here.

"David?" Answered a female voice on the other end. "It's Mari,"

"Mari…?" David's mind went to his close friend when he heard her voice over the phone. He pushed the thoughts back. He couldn't think about her now. "This isn't a good time,"

"Why? Is something wrong?" Mari sounded concerned and David actually almost told her what she was doing, but before he could, he heard the sound of the apartment door opening.

"Damn…I'll call you back," David said quickly and hung up before Mari could respond. He looked for a place to hide, but it would be impossible to get to one in time. The sound of footsteps was already closing in on the bedroom. He reached for the grapple gun on his belt and dashed towards the glass doors leading to the balcony just as the bedroom door opened.

Myranda gasped when she saw the masked man in her room. She had simply wanted to take a nap after a busy day in class, and definitely wasn't expecting any company. "Who are you? What are you doing here!?" Myranda demanded, her voice only shaking a little. David didn't respond to her. In fact, he barely looked back as he burst through the doors. He vaulted over the edge of the balcony and threw himself off the building. As he fell he turned to aim his grapple gun at the side of the building, already calculating the swing he would have to make to survive this. His quick thinking was interrupted when he noticed his fall slowing down. The wind that was rushing by him seemed to have slowed down and was now holding him up. He looked upwards and saw Myranda there, hovering on a cushion of air and looking very unhappy.

Andile's eyes snapped open as he felt himself being shaken awake. The first thing he saw was another gorilla. This one had gold coloured fur and looked as large as the others. Andile quickly jumped back and stood.

"Stay back!" Andile said, raising his fists.

"Easy, lad" The gorilla said, somehow speaking with a British accent that made him sound like a man of prestige. "You were just unconscious. What's your name…?"

"My name…is Andile," the young man held a hand to his skull. "I'm…my father is Impala. What's going on here?"

"My name is William Glenmorgan, but you can call me Congorilla. That other ape that shot you, he goes by the name Grodd. He saw those hunters when you did. I suppose he felt enough kinship with these gorillas to stop and help them, and any human be damned. Including you," The large half man, half animal explained. "But that's not the important part, so listen up. He and his mates are planning to attack a city. A little show of force before the start of a full scale invasion,"

"Why is he doing this…?" Andile was confused, but this particular gorilla seemed to be on his side. At least more so than the ones that tried to kill him.

"He's the newly-crowned king of GorillaCity, long story, don't ask. He had them build a flying warship and he's heading west as we speak. He isn't happy with just GorillaCity. He wants the world. I've been tracking him, but his ship is too fast for me to keep up with. I know where he's heading though,"

"Fast? I can do fast. Where's he going?" Andile speaks confidently, the fogginess in his head already gone.

"A city called Tinasha. It's all the way on the west coast of the Democratic Republic of the Congo. If your father is who you say, I'm sure you can reach them in time. Maybe you can warn the people. I'll join you when I can," Congorilla's expression looks relieved. He had only just met Andile, but was confident in the young man's ability.

"Don't worry. I'll have them dealt with before you even get there," Andile gives the large golden gorilla man a nod and a smirk before running off.

"Tally-ho," Congorilla said, though his words of encouragement already too far away for Andile to hear.

Back in Tinasha…

"I'll ask once more," Myranda said, her voice sounding like she was putting a lot of concentration into creating these strange wind patterns. "Who. Are. You?"

"I'll explain, but I think it would be best to have this conversation on solid ground…" Dave replied calmly. He had seen many strange things in his time. It didn't take him long to recover from a surprise, though this was more than unexpected. He hadn't seen anything to indicate that the young woman above him had any form of superpowers.

Myranda kept watching David, internally debating what to do next. The strain on her was getting worse so she relented. The winds carried her and David back up her balcony. Myranda made sure to drop David uncomfortably on his behind.

"Thanks…" David grumbled sarcastically as he stood. "You want answers, fine. I'm here because…"

David trailed off when he noticed Myranda's expression. It was full of shock and she wasn't even looking at him. He turned to see a massive flying airship. It soared in then hovered above the city. The airship was gargantuan and had an ellipsoid shape. The hull was made of a thick metal and coloured a dark gold, with ridges along the sides. The underside of the ship had four large, metallic circles protruding from it which sparked with bright electricity. These somehow held the ship in the air as several ports opened on the front. Pods started launching out from the ports, dropping gorilla shock troops onto the unsuspecting city below.

"Oh my god…" Myranda breathed quietly. "What is that?"

David stared up at the ship for a long moment, not letting his shock show on his face. Instead, with a strange calmness, he took out his phone again.

"You're making a phone call!? Now!?" Myranda said, surprised and confused by the absurdity of it all.

David just glanced at her as he selected a contact on his short list "I told someone I'd call them back…"

At the east end of the city, Andile arrived just in time to see that he's too late. The army was moving through the streets, rounding people up. Any resistance was quickly met with deadly force. Cannons extended from the airship and took aim at the buildings. Andile looked on with determination and ran right in, towards the army. Gorilla warfare had begun.