The heroes and villains have gone away. Where to no one knows, but it all happened in a big battle between the two forces, so most people think that they killed each other off. And the only one there that survived is the unkillable deadpool. No one knows where they went, but now the earth needs new protectors as new villains will always show up to wreak mayhem and chaos.
Are you up to the challenge?

Henry also known now as Iron legacy watched over the city of manhattan from the top of a tall office building. He enjoyed manhattan even though he would never live there due to him never wanting to settle down anywhere but he still liked looking over the city. He had taken up the mantle of the iron legacy (or Legacy for short) one year ago today and since then he had saved a hand full of people from mostly minor thing like muggings or stuff of the sort. He had yet to run into any other new heroes or Villains but he had heard about quite a few of them coming out into the light.

Warren Eerie sat in the back of his limo, a small smile playing on his face. His driver, Travis, was inside the building that they were parked outside of, making sure that everything was in place. Warren trusted Travis greatly, since they'd been good friends for almost a year, though his notes said it had been even longer than that. Apparently, he'd met Travis 5 years ago in an abandoned warehouse where Travis had been knocked unconscious, tied up, and left for dead. It was not the kind of place that many people attempted to access, and it had been a big warehouse, according to Travis. Travis had told him that Warren had saved his life, having been in the warehouse searching for a particular item. Therefore, Travis was fiercely loyal to him, though Warren was slightly taken aback by this. Still, he found that he rather liked Travis, who was a skilled infiltrator and knew almost everything there was to know about security systems. He'd even mentioned once that he had formerly been a cat burglar, though he was a bit too old for that now.

The item that they sought this night was actually not so much an item as a creature. It was called the red eared tamarin, a very rare kind of monkey. In fact, this was one of only two known to exist in the whole world. The other was owned by a private collector of exotic animals, who also made money breeding and selling them. The tamarin inside was female, and the one that Warren's buyer had was the male. This collector was willing to pay top dollar for this red eared tamarin, breaching the 1 million dollar mark. Warren heard a light tap on his window and he rolled it down. Travis was just outside and he spoke in a low voice. "Everything is ready sir. There shouldn't be any difficulty." Warren nodded and opened the door his car, stretching and breathing in the night air, a grin on his face. He heard Travis close the car door behind him and he turned slightly, speaking to Travis. "Well done, Travis. I'll be out again in just a few minutes. Please have the car waiting." Travis gave a small bow with his head, and then Warren turned once more to the building in front of him that housed his prize. "Such a glorious night for making a profit." He chuckled lightly to himself as he walked up to the door of the customs house.