[h3]Several Weeks After The Training Scenario[/h3]

The League of Shadow's.  Few in the world today new the name.  Those that did had learnt to fear it.  An army of killers for hire.  A collection of the greatest martial artists on the globe.  An ancient society dedicated to saving the world from economical collapse.  The fangs that protect the Demon's Head.  The League was all these things and more, worthy of the fear they had garnered.  Even the Justice League refused to face the League of Shadow's head on, knowing that even if they did destroy ninety percent of the LOS then the ten percent left behind would visit unchecked ruin upon the free world.

So it may have been some surprise for the Outsiders that Fenrir had summoned them to the [i]Cruiser[/i], just to inform them that they were to assault the home of the League of Shadow's, Nanda Parbat itself.  When quizzed on why them and why now he had merely brushed the questions aside, telling them times had changed.  The Shadows had gone on unopposed for long enough, he said, though it was obvious that there was more to this mission than he was letting on.

The team was changed since the training mission.  Poltergeist had been let go, his obvious reliance on lethal force curtailing his future with the team.  The Outsiders may have been formed to make the hard choices that other heroes couldn't, but it was never with the intention that fatal force always be their first option.  Jaymi had refused to realize that.  Bloodwalker had been kicked for a similar reason.  Stalwart Defender was the last member to be forcibly removed.  His childish showing during the training mission had seen to that.  

Molotov and Madcap had both left of their own accords.  Molotov's personality had been difficult to reconcile with the teams dynamic and had decided to make his own way in the world.  Madcap had simply dissapeared one night, leaving a room with scribbled on walls as the only sign of her passing.  Fenrir was still keeping an eye out for her, but doubted he would ever find her, not if she didn't want found.

They had replaced their losses with three new heroes.  Domini, Moxy and Veracruz.  Domini was a parasitic alien/human hybrid.  Veracruz a powerful telekinetic with some ties to Cruz international.  Moxy a bruiser from Gotham with something of a chip on her shoulder.  All three had been untried in the field, and it was almost definitely a tactical mistake for Fenrir to be taking both new members out to face a foe as deadly as the League of Shadows.  Just what he was thinking was hard to tell though. 

Fenrir was behind the controls of the [i]cruiser[/i].  His usual distaste for the role wasn't as apparent on this trip.  His eyes and upper head where hidden by his Nth metal wolf-helm, though his mouth was drawn in a taut grim line.  They had been flying for some time now, the Atlantic ocean long past.  Nanda Parbat couldn't be far now.

If any member wanted to ask any last questions now was the time.