Last night was spent gliding from point to point, to get the hang of using the black cape. The combination of being able to jump dozens of feet into the air, and wearing boots equipped with jets and magnets would keep him airborne in the right situations.
The time had come for some answers. Many answers to questions that gave him nightmares, made it hard to sleep. All fingers and leads pointed downtown, to that big building. "Darkman Tower," it was called. The guy that ran the place, Alec Kane, head of "The Company." If he ran the whole city, he had to know something.
"Going in there is suicide," said Stretch, over their constant 2-way link. "I can't get an accurate scan on that place, it's like the signal keeps jumping around. I've also seen a bunch of crazy characters coming and going from that place."
"Yeah...Think i'll keep my distance for now, do a little hacking," was Matt's reply. "I'm not really all that anxious to be in some battle off of Dragon Ball Z just yet anyway."
"Might wanna be careful. You could get traced, and that'll leave a trail back here to me too, and then we're both fucked."
"Oh i'm sure they have some sorta defensive measures set up, I know my way around those."
The Vigilante leapt from the attic window of the Black home, and began to glide across the Suburbs...
