The whole group is gathered together in a secret meeting--Eurostar, Mxy, Nowhereman, Danny, Naecken and Tobias.
"So, we're here, Mr. Keith. What do you want?" Eurostar asks.
"First, I'll want you to call me Kristogar Velo," said 'Keith', who now sports a green costume and mask. "Then--"
"Kristogar Velo?" Naecken asks. The rest of the group is in temporary silence.
"Wasn't that the one guy who--" Tobias begins.
"Yes, we've already met a Kristogar Velo," Nowhereman cuts in. "That happened to be an obsidian creature with knowledge of the MBL."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're referring to," Kristogar responds. He continues talking before Nowhereman can finish his thought. "But believe me, I am the best friend any of you can have. I will know things that you may need to know."
"Like what?" Nowhereman asks.
"Like the fact that the obsidian creatures that you recently fought--on television, no less--lacked oxygen in their bloodstream. In fact, if their blood was to come in contact with oxygen in anyway, it would cause an explosive reaction that would render a creature unconscious, and make it unnecessary to take its life." The group was quiet. "If you need further convincing, I can recount hundreds of encounters I've had with government agencies relating to metahuman..."
"Which agencies?" Nowhereman interrupts.
"Sorry, I'm not at liberty to say," Kristogar replies.
"Sounds like you work for them. What do you want with us?"
"I once worked for them, but now I work against the government's ultra-conservative control and segregation attempts of and toward the metahuman population. What do I want? Simple. I want to be with you. I see what you 'Sardella Brothers' are in the process of forming, be it a conscious effort or not. It's like a comic book superhero group. I ask for membership." Outside of Nowhereman, everybody has been almost completely quiet throughout this. None of them are sure of what to think, as Nowhereman is the only one that seems to comprehend most of what Kristogar is saying.
"Sure," Nowhereman says, walking over to be face to face with the newcomer. "If you can answer one question." After a few moments, Nowhereman unloads with a punch that sends Kristogar to the ground. Nobody else moves as the seemingly schizophrenic meta tears off Velo's mask. In an instant, he recognizes the face underneath it. "Hm...it looks like you went under a de-aging ray again, but it's definitely you, old man." Nowhereman offers his hand and helps Velo make it back to his feet. He then acknowledges the rest of the group. "Ignore this guy's whole cryptically secret deal. He knows what he's doing, and we can trust him. Don't expect him to tell you anything he doesn't want you to know, but he'll watch your back in a fight. Guaranteed."
"Well," Kristogar continued, never acknowledging Nowhereman's punch or subsequent diatribe, "I was planning on retiring the mask anyway, in a day or two..."
"Ah, yes, the dry wit," Nowhereman smiled, "how did I ever doubt it was you?"
The rest of the group still seems uneasy. Kristogar says to them, "You better join your colleagues, before they realize something suspicious is up."
