Another full day passed, and it was night time again, yet Tyrone remained in the Command Centre, continuing to peel back various layers of data that was collected from Tandy's suit to learn as much as possible.
He knew how important this would be to Tandy especially, so he worked as much as possible, shadows curling lazily at his feet while lines of corporate deception unraveled across the monitors.
Jaded Energy. Roxxon. Shell companies nested inside shell companies. It was all there, but he still needed more information, particularly about figuring out their goal. It was clear they were involved in a plan to make an Army of SuperHuman Soldiers, but for what exactly.
He doubted they actually thought they could defeat the Justice League with how volatile their experiments seemed to be, so he was left searching for an answer for quite a while.
Plus, he also wanted to take them down in the public eye, so he needed more proof that could survive the scrutiny of reporters and lawyers.
He was about to dig deeper, about to initiate a hands-on recon sweep of the next suspected site, when every screen in the room flared red at once.
~DING~DING~DING~DING!~
Hundreds of alerts rang out simultaneously, and Tyrone immediately clicked on the keyboard, turning on the audio from the various encrypted radios across the city.
Police band chatter flooded the room. They were all on emergency frequencies and even civilian distress calls stacking on top of one another until the sound became a chaotic roar.
"Unidentified enhanced individual carrying out an attack,"
"Downtown Financial District, "
"At the Mall,"
"Multiple Casualties,"
"He just lifted a bus,"
"Another one in Midtown,"
"They're everywhere, "
"I need Backup,"
Tyrone's eyes snapped across the city map as new markers ignited. From one singular marker, to five, then twenty, then fifty, and it kept increasing more and more.
The same energy signature bloomed across the grid like a disease. Hundreds of simultaneous spikes, hundreds of attacks all at once.
His blood ran cold as he realized that Jaded Energy, or Roxxon, were completely flooding the City with their failed SuperHuman experiments, wanting to just completely wreck as much havoc as possible.
Tyrone was already moving. The Cloak unfurled instinctively as he took the stairs two at a time, shadows stretching ahead of him like living things.
"Tandy!" he called out through their bond, and Tandy responded instantly. She was already awake, upstairs sitting on the couch eating some ice cream and watching a comedy show.
However, once Tyrone called, she swapped the channel to the news, and was quickly informed on what was happening, the news anchor telling viewers to stay home and lock all their doors.
"It's happening," she said as she saw Tyrone.
"Everywhere," Tyrone replied. "Same energy. Same overload profile. Hundreds of them."
Her jaw tightened, "They're using the city as a lab."
"Yes."
She didn't hesitate, "Then we don't let them. Let's prove we're heroes,"
Tandy activated her Suit, and Tyrone teleported them directly into the action.
~BOOM~BOOM!~
National City was burning around them. Fires igniting from destroyed wire lines as chaos had spread throughout the city. Civilians ran away, screaming as they begged someone to save them.
"DIE!" An enhanced man screamed as he tore through a parking garage, skin glowing blue beneath his veins, concrete shattering beneath his fists.
Tyrone emerged from his shadow an instant later, darkness swallowing the man whole before he could collapse the structure on a trapped family.
Across the city, Tandy streaked through the air like a falling star, Light daggers pinning another enhanced attacker to the pavement just long enough for emergency responders to pull civilians clear before the man convulsed violently.
"Back! Everyone back!" she shouted, throwing up a radiant shield as the attacker detonated in a concussive blast of blue energy and gore.
The shield held on barely, but she couldn't even take a moment to rest. Sirens wailed endlessly now. Helicopters circled overhead. News drones hovered at a distance, broadcasting the carnage live.
Tyrone just took down another enhanced individual, but all around him he could sense the fear of the civilians as he moved to another, teleporting some Civilians to a safe-zone created by the Police and Military cooperation with his Cloak.
Him and Tandy worked without pause. Teleport, Rescue, Subdue and Extract, repeating that process over and over again.
Some attackers were barely coherent, muttering apologies through clenched teeth, begging for it to stop as their bodies betrayed them. Others were feral, driven mad by pain and power they couldn't control.
Tandy knelt beside a woman no older than twenty, hands glowing as she tried desperately to stabilize her.
"Please," the girl sobbed, tears mixing with the blue glow leaking from her eyes. "They said I could help my brother. They said it would fix him."
Tandy swallowed hard, Light trembling.
"I'm here," she whispered. "I've got you."
The girl smiled weakly. Then her chest caved inward as the energy spiked.
Tandy screamed as Tyrone pulled her back an instant before the explosion. Her Light flared violently, blasting debris away as she staggered, breath hitching.
"That's three," she gasped. "Three in this block alone."
"And forty-seven citywide still needing to be taken care of," Tyrone said grimly, having counted without meaning to.
They moved again and again, hours passing like this as it began to move towards dawn.
At one point, they stood atop a shattered overpass, both of them breathing hard as emergency crews flooded the streets below, helping various injured Civilians while the remains of the bodies of various enhanced individuals lay scattered about.
Tandy wiped blood, someone else's, from her cheek, eyes burning.
"This isn't random," she said hoarsely, "It's not just escalation. We have to find the source and fast,"
"I know," Tyrone replied.
Above them, a news chopper hovered, its spotlight sweeping the wreckage.
"As soon as I find anything, I'll tell you, we're going on the Offensive and we're gonna put these people down,"