At first the Gazelle seemed confused as to what to do with this boot, until he noticed his missing leg. Placing the boot on, he quickly gave Pinky a good, violent kick and sent him flying out the window. Panting, he tossed the boot before he turned to me.

"Thanks kid. You saved my butt back there." He sat down and wiped sweat off his face. "Now, if you will be so kind, could you please draw my leg again?"

I was confused. "How can I do that?" I ask.

He pointed to the studio in front of us. "There. Pinky's brushes might do."

Grabbing a set of paint cans and brushes I quickly got to work of drawing the Gazelle's new leg. I have a photographic memory, so I know every detail of his body. While I was drawing he asked, "By the way, what happened to you? I lost trace of you after Molecule Man pushed me down the elevator shaft."

I looked at him and said, "I was tricked into freeing one of the Mutant's freaks, Chinchilla."

He looked surprised when I said that. "Chinchilla? But I thought she was in prison!"

I shook my head. "Wrong. Molecule Man somehow banished her into my comic book. Mutant freed her."

"Oh, great! Just what we need now!"

"She won't trouble us anymore," I said rapidly. "That boot you were wearing is proof of that."

The Gazelle looked at the discarded boot. "So she's dead? I didn't think you'd have it in you."

I will not lie, I did not like it that someone got killed even if she was evil. "No," I lied. "She did herself in when she caused an avalanche."

"Well, she was crazy," he said, smiling. "I think that leg's perfect." He stood up and tested out his newly drawn leg with a good kick to a wall. Well, it was a wall. Now it's not. "Good as new! I feel like playing soccer again!"

"We can do that after our little problem is done," I said. "I still haven't found Dina, Flo, or Ale."

He looked down at me and tilted his head in confusion. "Ale? Never heard of her."

"She's the one who brought me here. She's been leading me to all these locations. But no matter how many times I tried to catch her, she seems to slip from me! I don't know who she's working for, now that I think of it!"

"Sounds like she has super powers," he concluded. "What did she do?"

"Walk through walls," I stated, counting with my fingers. "Can out maneuver people, and shapeshifting. That's all I saw."

The Gazelle tapped his chin, all the while pacing the floor. "If we can find the rest of the team, we might be able to locate her and make her talk. Tell me, how old is she? What is she wearing?"

"About my age," I responded. "And she's wearing all purple. Purple coat, hat, sunglasses and a scarf wrapped around her face. She shouldn't be hard to find."

"With those powers," he said. "She might be. Here, take this." He handed me a ray gun almost similar to the one I lost earlier. "It has a boomerang affect. Should you lose it, it'll come right back."

"Cool," I commented. "So, what do we do now?"

"We'll split up to cover more ground," he stated. "I'll take the lower floors. You stay on the upper floors. Oh, and before I go, I found this." He handed me...a mask. A mask almost similar to Robin's. "I found it lying in the studio when Pinky found me. You can do whatever you want with it. Gotta zoom!" And with that, he took off at extreme speed to the lower floors.

"Well," I muttered, placing the mask in my pack. "Let's see what trouble we can get ourselves into."