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Agent 021, alias “Hotshot”.
Location: Centerville GDIF Regional Headquarters, [Data Restricted]
Time: ----
Agent 021 Mission debriefing.

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"Agent Chang, have a seat." The speaker system voiced out as Chang entered a white room bare of any other aesthetics other than a black sofa seat in the middle. To it's side was a black glass table with a glass of clear liquid. 'Water.' Chang thought to himself. 'Couldn't even bother to get me something with flavor.' Chang sat as instructed. His arm still ached. The bruise on his face still stings. Now he was going to get chewed up by his superiors.

"Agent Chang. Let's begin shall we?" The voice asked. It was devoid of any emotion. Chang knew the façade.They were gonna start him off slow and soft then they were gonna hammer him in. Chang didn’t flinch though as he sat. In fact his resolve only became more solid.

“Agent Chang. Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?” The voice asked. Chang nodded slightly.

“At 7:22 you decided to respond to the an incident at Madison Bank, is that correct?” The voice asked. Chang nodded again.

“Without your protective gear?” Chang nodded as before. “Explain agent.” The voice demanded in an authoritative tone. Chang sighed before answering.

“I figured that GDIF personnel would respond soon enough to the incident, especially since it was on the news. The situation required a swift response. The Foundation that pride itself on its Punctuality and Efficiency right?” Chang felt a bit of comfort doing his backbiting tone.

His superiors seemed to ignore his condescending tone for now. “And there was another meta-Human on the scene yes? Identified as ‘Ziggy Stardust’. Is that correct? Who was already responding to the situation. What made you think this character wasn’t able to contain the threat? ”

Chang crossed his arms. “He wasn’t one of ours. Hell he might not even be Human.”

“His actions could have given you valuable time to come back to headquarters and…”

Chang slammed his fist on the table. “I’m a field agent! Field agents respond to threats! It’s not my fault the rest of your agents acted slowly!”

“You allowed a Meta-Human, repeat offender to escape and endangered innocent lives while doing so. You are reprimanded from any sort of field work and will stay in the facility at all times. Do I make myself understood?” Chang’s superior asked. His voice stern. Like a father scolding his child. Chang didn’t take too kindly to that. He gripped the table next to him with both hands and flipped it over. The glass of water breaking on the wall after impact.

“You are dismissed Chang.” The voice ordered. The door opened and two armed personnel entered. Chang pushed through them. His body radiating heat. He wasn’t going to let this stop him. He had a score to settle.

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Akagi Khanate

"Curse you sea wretches! Curse you all! I hope meet a fate worst then drowning! Worse than death!"
Last word of Grand Admiral Luther Sigis, Former Imperial Grand Admiral.

Alias: Sea Lords, the Saltborn, Raiders of the Twin Isles, Sea Wretches.

Government Type: Khanate
The Akagi khanate, as the name already implies, is a chiefdom ruled by the Khan, a vicious warlord that strong armed the various pirates clans under his domain.

At the head of the Khanate is the Khan himself. Below him are the different pirate clans that have sworn fealty to him or were forced to. The chieftains of this clans provide a portion of their taxes to the Khan and in return, the Khan offers them protection from external threats and internal conflicts. Under the chieftains are captain. Individual who own, maintain and command their own vessels of war. Usually the captains are closely related to the chieftains of each clan. Each spoils from every raid are taxed by the chieftains, usually a fraction of all the total loot being taken.

Each Chieftain is able to call upon every captain that serves under their house for war. In the days before the Khan, this was done to settle territories on land and water mostly. Any captain that refuses this call from their Chieftain would become an outcast from their clan. He would then be treated as open game for any other pirate to pillage him. The accumulated ships that form a fleet is called a host. The Khan may call upon every clan’s host if he so wishes. The combined fleet formed is known as the “Black Host”. This massive collection of ships were first encountered by Imperials in the battle for the Red Sea.

^{A chieftain's host preparing to set sail and face a rival fleet at sea.}

Faction Specie(s): Most of the chiefs under the Khan are Human however the khanate itself is diverse. A myriad of races dwell in the isles. From the most numerous inhabitants that are the Humans to the hardeir folk of the Beastmen. Orcs are also known to inhabit the Khanate. Most captured in battle or have ran away from their kin looking for a more prodigal lifestyle.

Territory Details:

The capital of the Khan is Chuluun Khöl, a hold on the northern island of Tom Zagas.

Faction Religion/Ideology: There had never been a mandated religion in the Khanate. Neither had there been with the different marauder clans before the rise of the Khan. Each individual is free to worship whichever Deity they see fit. The most common religion, if it can be called that, is the belief in the lord of chances. Believed to be an aspect of the Dark Lord Daigon who grants its patrons a spark of good luck when they most need it.

Another religious belief that is notable in the isles is known informally as the Church of the Sleeping. A strange belief where a figure only known as 'the Sleeping God'. This belief only came into prominence when the Khan returned from his battle with the former Chieftain Jakai. The Khan has proclaimed himself the prophet of the the Sleeping One. His voice is the Sleeping One's will.

Another notable belief in the isles Pale Goddess who is predominantly worshiped in the Broken Arm. Northmen looking to escape their vampiric thanes. As people of the seas, a good number in the Khanate has converted to the belief. Some would slaughter livestock and let them drift towards the horizon as a sacrifice to the Lady that under the waves.

Faction description

The Khanate is a place where freedom is held in the highest esteem, as long as you are strong enough to defend it. Before the Khan’s rise to power, there was a strict hierarchy among the pirate clans. Primogeniture was the accepted form of inheritance where males are favored more than females.

^{Two people challenging each other for the right to become Captain. After the Khan's reform, even women may participate in the honorary summons.}

The Khan broke this tradition by mandating that allowing anybody, whether related to the chieftain or not, to inherit their titles by merit, skill and loyalty rather than family ties. Females have also been give wider power within the Khanate. Now they are not only allowed to serve as pirates themselves but they can also become captains and even chieftains if they prove their worth. Crews have also been allowed the right to a share of the loot gathered from a raid. Where once they were treated as little more than slaves, only fed enough to last a fight. Not everyone is happy with this changes. Mostly the elites of the elites of the old ways who stubbornly hold on to old traditions. They are a small minority though as most under the Khanate have accepted and are pleased with the reforms.

^{Pirates of the Meiji clan enjoying their spoils of war.}

Of course politics matter for the average pirate of the khanate. Life is not easy in the barren waste of Nagath. Though there are those in the Khanate that practice honest work such as herdsmen and weavers, a good majority often becoming raiders and pirates. In the harsh existence of Nagath turns even the most noble men to desperate means. Of course the pirate life is often harsh and unforgiving. They are known to drink a mixture of fresh and salt water to store on up on ration. Most, if not all, of their meals are salted fish and meats to last their long voyages. Rats and other vermin that dwell in the hold of their vessels carry all sorts of horrid diseases. They are also treated with hostility by most other vessels, be they Justinian or otherwise, because of a pirate’s nature.

^{A pirate host raiding an Imperial merchant fleet.}

However how hard this challenges may be, the rewards are even greater. Treasures from simple stacks of gold to items rare and bizarre have been collected on daring pirate raids. The most infamous spoil is the Khan’s ship itself, the Unbreakable. This is why many take to the pirate lifestyle. The risk maybe great but the potential rewards much more so.

^{A typical Junk ship used by Khanate pirates.}

^{A "huo de huxi" cannon, better known as a "hooksie".}

Most pirates under the khan use ships known as "junks". They are not as durable or yield as much power as most Imperial warships but they have proven to be more nimble and faster. They often skirt around more heavily armored ships and whittle them down with short range cannons known as "huo de huxi", more commonly known as "hooksies" to Imperial sailors. Cannon balls no bigger than a man's fist are used but in times of desperation, pirates have been known to use anything from broken glasses to pieces of wooden furniture. Other pirates have often loaded hooksies with harpoons which they fire onto an enemy ship and either use to board a ship or pull it closer towards them if the vessel is smaller. Junks do not have cannon ports under their deck. Most cannons are placed above deck with their ammunition and gunpowder stored under. Of course most prominent pirates have often stolen more sturdier ships from the Empire, like the Khan himself.

Faction History

The pirate lords of the twin isle were not always the meager opportunist they are now. From the port city of Anadal-Ur, now known as Ozgad’s Folly, rested Daigon’s pearl. The Black Tide, a fleet said so large it would cast a shadow as far as the eye could see. Led by the Great Kra-aaden, known popularly to the members of the Castigati as the “Scourge of God”. According to the tales of ol he is even Daigon's own son, forged with his blood along with dark magics. The Black Tide’s last known battle was against the Justinian Grand Fleet to make way for Daigon’s Bloodspiller Orcs to seize the port town of Andorra.

^{Kra-aaden, attacking an Imperial ship during the battle for Andorra}

The fleets that clashed covered the sea in a blanket of ships that raced for one another. Demitrius, a grand priest of the Clerisy and poet, wrote that the waves was awash with wanton death. Wrecks and pieces floated on the waters while the dying yells of men and women filled the dreadful air. At the closing stages of the battle, Prince Arkus, saint of the empire, jumped atop Kra-aaden’s head and battled the fiend while carnage continued around them. However Prince Arkus was able to summon bolts of lightning from the sky as he slammed his warhammer into Kra-aaden. The prince was last seen going under the water with the demon admiral, fighting each other to the last breathe. This shattered the Black Tide and forced them to retreat back to Anadal-Ur. Ready to receive punishment from Daigon, the vice Admirals stood ready for retribution only to find out that Daigon himself died against the Justinians.

The news devastated the vice admirals. Some mustered what vessels they had and sailed back to the Empire, inflicting as much destruction as they could before capture or death. Others salvaged what they could from their vessels and traveled further inland. Some though decided to break off their allegiances to whatever authority inherited Daigon’s throne and form their own lordships. Without funding from their former overlord, this petty suzerains turned to piracy and coastal raiding to fund their fleets. Infighting within their ranks occurred as keeping the chain of command no longer seemed appropriate or necessary. Martial traditions was forgone. To be replaced by wild savagery and reckless abandon. Desperation would also drive this pirate lords to pillage the other residents of Nagath. The coast of the Cursed Sea being plundered every so often by opportunistic marauders running rampant.

^{A vessel of Vampire Count Vasha being raided by Khanate pirates}

There had never been any will to unify the different pirate clans from the different chieftains. Each preferring to focus their fleets on Imperial merchant vessels than each other. On occasion clans would clash over territories they had set on the open ocean. That was until the arrival of the Khan. A man who was named Akagi in a different life. According to tales, he was a slave in Vritraprthvirajya before escaping. Fate would then have him on Captain Daria’s ship. The captain was a cruel taskmaster. Akagi would challenge Daria for the ship which would lead to the captain’s demise. Impressed with the daring Akagi showed, the elder of Tegin, Chieftain Shonkhor, took Akagi under his wing and taught him everything there was of the trade. Shonkhor’s own son, the impulsive Captain Jakai, became envious of the close relations between his father and Akagi. He poisoned his father and assumed Chiefhood. He then blamed Akagi for the death and ordered him arrested. Rather than run, Akagi went on to meet the chieftain in his hold along with his supporters. Loyalist of both sides clashed and Akagi found himself dueling Jakai on the ledge of the hold overlooking a tall cliff. Jakai pushed Akagi off the tall rock face but Akagi was able to grab hold of his opponent’s heel. The two fell as their followers looked in shocked. Jakai was found quickly enough. His head was dashed against the sharp rocks. Quickly the Tegin clan fell into turmoil as claims for the throne were announced. That was until Akagi came back claiming the chiefdom for his own. He had looked remarkably different. He was paler and he seemed always moist and damp. His skinned seemed wrinkled. His eyes and lips seemed sunken. He also smelled of saltwater. There were those who opposed him at first. Challenged him for the right. They were all defeated by Akagi who seemed unnaturally fast and agile, specially with his current appearance.

With no other contenders to the throne, he renamed himself as the “Khan”. The Khan then set his sights on the other clans. He gave them the chance to join. Most at first refused. They would become the first to witness the resurgent fleet. Their uncoordinated attacks no match for the cunning strategies of the Khan. One by one the clans fell. Some by force, others by choice. The Khan would then pass his mandates, reforming the pirate culture of the isles. It has been 13 years since the unification. The fleets of Akagi seemed bolder now in their strikes. Attacking even guarded Imperial vessels and sometimes Imperial war fleets themselves. The wrath of Khan is becoming ever more notorious with each attack they commit against the Empire.

Important Characters

The Khan

^{A bust of the Khan.}

Akagi, who in time would turn into the mighty, charismatic and brutal warlord named "the Khan", came from very humble origins. He was the son a fisher and a fish monger in the southern island of Jijig Zagas. Akagi would often embark with his father to the salt banks of Iyatvathla(?), in the southern waters of Vritraprthvirajya(?). There he would catch massive catfishes with his father. So massive are this fishes that they have been known time and time again to swallow men whole. One day during a rough storm, Akagi was thrown overboard along with his father. His father became a meal for the very creatures they were hunting and Akagi was carried by the waves towards the shore.

(Have to see Senor Herp's sheet for this).

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Lady Chen "The Red Lady":
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Chief Anjo of Clan Thais "The Plague Captain":
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Agent 021, alias “Hotshot”.
Location: Madison Bank
Time: 07:22
Responding to disturbance by meta-Human identified as “Scorn”.
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"Hey Scorn!" A voice called out from behind Stardust and Scorn, before she could completely get away. What faced them was a less than threatening figure in a leather jacket, boots and bike helmet. "I thought a freak like you always hid in the shadows."

Of course Hotshot didn't plan for stuff to go this way. He was on a break, enjoying his day off. The intelligence he gathered with his partner was still being analyzed. Chang was given the R&R he so desperately craved. He was out in the old cafe he's father used to take him to back in the days. He ordered the same parfait he's father always got him. He was sucked into memory lane. Reminiscing about the past when he noticed his phone buzzing. There was an alert. Normally he'd ignore the alarm. Let some other agent take care of it. That wasn't until he noticed the news blaring on the overhead television in the cafe.

"BREAKING NEWS" The text underneath the reported read as it scrolled to the left. "BANK HEIST AT MADISON BANK"

Chang couldn't help but stare out the window. Sure enough, at the end of the street, there were sirens blazing. Chang took in a deep breathe and sighed. Guess he wasn't going to get the chance to finish his dessert after all. Chang stood up and left a tip at his table. He walked out the alleyway besides the cafe. He's bike was there. His BMW K1600 was there along with his bike helmet. He placed the black headgear on. Then he made a dash over the police cordon and found himself standing in front of a wounded vigilante and a fleeing psychopath.

"Not up for some more games?" Hotshot asked, baiting Scorn to strike at him.

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Agent 021, alias “Hotshot”.
Location: Holding site Alpha-10, [Data Restricted]
Time: 23:00
Interrogation of suspect identified as "Philip John C. Colter".

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Richard slid his hair back to the back of his head. The unkempt sweat that had build up on his raven black hair had made it slick, greasy and sticky. He was still wearing his suit but his headgear was off. He moved his sight to the left where two agents in suits guarded a medical ward. Inside was a man who miraculously survived his car flipping over at 110 kilometers per hour. He had bruises, lacerations and a fractured femur from what the doctor told Richard. Dr. Weathers called it a "kiss from lady luck herself". Philip John C. Colter, the man who was getting complimentary ice cream inside the ward, was conscious but he complained of excessive pain. That just made Hotshot's next job all the more easier.

As he was staring at the one way mirror, observing the felon they caught, he couldn't help but notice a figure moving towards him. The figure was bulky, crunched with each step and was glimmering silver. Chang's focus changed towards this figure with his brow raised in a questioning manner. The figure waved and Richard couldn't help but smile. "They're making you wear a suit now?" He asked.

The person in front of Chang answered. "The chief wants to try different interrogation tactics." Chang just chuckled. "Come on cosmonaut. Let's get this over with." Chang placed on his headgear and walked towards the door with his partner for the day.

Hotshot entered first followed by the silver suited field agent. Colter spent the longest second looking at the both of them before bellowing into laughter. "What? Yah' guys are gonna spook me to fuckin' death or something?"

The agent just stood by the door while Hotshot moved towards his bedside. Colter stared down Chang through his visor. Chang smirked under the mask. He liked this guy. 'He had guts to say the least' Chang thought to himself. Then Colter spat at Hotshot's chest. Any sort of sympathy went out the window at that point.

"So what? You got da' good cop over there and da' bad cop over here huh? Gonna offer me a deal to get out of da' big house?" Colter asked with a giant grin on his face. Hotshot didn't move and neither did the agent behind him. A minute passes and Colter just looked at the both of them. Studying their reaction. However he also felt the faint rise of temperature around him. "Prepare to eliminate Mr. Colter agent 21. Make sure to leave no identifying body parts."

Colter's eyes grew. He gave the agent a look of horror. Then his attention turned towards Hotshot who was already grasping his wrist. Hotshot's hand was unbearably hot. Like touching the side of a heated stove. "You can't do this to me! I have my rights!" Colter yelled. He struggled against the grasp of Hotshot. He grabbed the partially melted ice cream next to his bed and threw the slurry onto his wrist. It only provided mild relief.

"I can talk! Sweet Jesus I wanna talk!" Colter pleaded. "They paid me to do stupid stuff! Take da' heat away from somebody! I needed to get everybody's attention! I can give you da' place they're meeting at!" He yelled.

The intercom system came to life as soon as Colter finished his cries for help. "Agent 21, agent 05, stand down. Exit the room and wait for further instructions." Hotshot dropped the man's wrist. He gave him what would be the equivalent of a sunburn. Richard exited the room pleased with himself. The other agent took off her head gear and gave Richard a sly smile. "I would say that went better than expected." She said.

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Agent 021, alias “Hotshot”.
Location: Centerville South Expressway
Time: 19:22
Responding to disturbance by meta-Human identified as “Mindraker”.

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“That’s not Mindraker.” Richard Chang said as he was placing his gloves over his hands. The van he was riding swerved to the left, forcing him to grab a metal rod welded to the roof of this van to keep his balance.

“Any information you would like to share with us?” A voice came over the intercom. From a speaker set on the front wall of the van separating Chang and a field agent from the driver and a security personnel.

“The man… or whatever that guy is… doesn’t just climb the fence of a Naval base. He sneaks around it. He hitches on a ship and hides there until it docks at the base. Don’t you find it suspicious that he was seen taking the front entrance?” Chang responded with another question.

“Several witnesses have reported an individual of his likeness. Our remote observational drones have took images that confirm their visual reports.” Chang sighed. He placed on his other glove before answering back. “We’re talking about a guy who mind controls people. Who’s to say we’re not chasing some kind of mirage or something?”

“In any which case your orders are to investigate the disruption and apprehend any individual operating that vehicle. Is that understood?” Chang’s superior asked. He nodded his head and answered with a stiff “Yes sir”. The last piece of equipment Chang had to place on was his headgear. He always hated wearing it. The feeling of being smother because of its tight design. He felt the smooth hydro-plastic polymer touch his lips, nose, ears and the rest of his exposed tissues. Even after god knows how many times he wore it, it still felt uncomfortable.

The field agent in front of Chang held thermographic camera directed at him. “Field test Mr. Chang. Whenever you’re ready.” She said. The camera picked up the gradual change of temperature from Chang. He and the area around him spiked up in temperature. Not enough to cause any damage but it was clearly visible on the camera. The field agent held up her thumb and Chang reverted back to his normal body temperature. “Agent 021 is ready for service.” She spoke. “Affirmative.” The speaker system answered back. “Good hunting Hotshot.”

The van came to a halt by the side of the highway. Hotshot and the field agent unloaded device and placed it on the side of the road. “10 minutes till ETA.” The security officer inside the van yelled. Hotshot nodded. He took a deep breathe in and waited for the car to get within sight. Nine minutes later, he saw the vehicle speeding towards their direction. Hotshot ordered his team to get ready. Hotshot was using the heat from his body to partially melt the asphalt on the road behind the spike strip. He hoped the flat tires would sink into the road.
And then it came. The spike strip popped on mark. It extended just in time to catch the vehicle’s front tires. Then it shredded the back. The front wheels sunk into the partially melted asphalt sending the vehicle into a somersault. The car crashed on its back. This was not part of Hotshot’s plan. “Get paramedics on my location as soon as possible.” Hotshot ordered through his mike embedded into his headgear. He then rushed towards the smoking wreck.

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Hotshot

Birth Name: Believed to be Richard Chang. Have yet to be validated.
Other alias: The Backburner, The Human Heater
Age: Believed to be 28 years old.
Gender: Believed to be male.
Notable affiliations: None that is known of at the moment.

Appearance: Hotshot is primarily known for his iconic yellow overall costume which spans the entire length of his body except for his hands, feet and head. While the dominating color of his costume is yellow, it has notable black and orange trims that run across the edges of his costume (Where his gloves, boots and headgear end). He also wears what appears to be costume heavy-duty gloves, boots and headgear. The make of his costume has yet to be identified but it is notable for being able to conduct heat that Hotshot produces naturally. Hotshot’s face is completely concealed by his headgear. A large orange visor goes across the area where his eyes would be to provide vision.

Power(s): Heat manipulation. Hotshot is known to primary emit a field of heat around themselves which, at the most, is believe to extend an area of about five inches (12 centimeters) before dissipating. Hotshot uses this close-proximity “heat aura” by engaging in close hand to hand combat with their opponents. At this moment, the heat radiating from Hotshot incapacitates their foes by either direct contact or by gradual exposure to high temperature.

Hotshot has also been observed to use what can only be described as a heat blast. It is theorized that Hotshot can concentrate high temperatures towards specific points of their body and release the stored energy into a focused beam. This beam was observed to have a maximum temperature of 1500 degrees Celsius (2732 degrees Fahrenheit). However it is observed that Hotshot takes a considerable amount of time to focus and release the energy needed for a beam.

History: (Warning! This section has yet to be approved by moderators because of inconsistencies, unconfirmed details, eligible writing and/or etc. If you wish to help add to or improve this article, contact user Wheelerman23, the author of this page.)

Richard Chang was born in St. Jude’s Hospital in June 23, 1994. Richard was born to the couple Spencer and Martha Chang. Martha passed during childbirth because of complications. Spencer Chang was forced to raise his son alone, refusing to remarry for personal reasons. Richard grew up without incident after. He developed an affiliation for sports at an early age according to later interviews with his father.

Later in life, Richard would receive full scholarship at the University of St. George for his notable American football skills. He enrolled for a Bachelor of Marine Sciences. He was notable in his batch for his athletic abilities, being voted the Most Valuable Player by his home team in 2011. He graduated with honors four years later.
In March 2, 2014, Richard was involved in the Mayflower Mall incident where a group of armed, superpowered criminals seized the malls and the people inside as hostages. One of the assailants, known by his alias as “Monsoon”, had placed a firearm to Richard’s head and used Richard as a Human shield. However seconds into the encounter, Monsoon had began to move in an erratic manner. Closer observation of bystander image shot during the confrontation would suggest Monsoon had blisters forming on his skin. Richard tackled Monsoon back into the mall property after which a large explosion was observed. Authorities who rushed to the site of the incident found neither evidence of Monsoon or Richard remaining. Authorities claim that Richard was deceased however his father, Spencer Chang, is adamant that he is still alive.

(The following information has been verified by multiple sources and has been approved by moderators.)

The first confirmed known activity of Hotshot was during the a conflict between superhuman criminal Commodore and law enforcement. While Commodore was engaging several police officers, an unknown individual at the time lept towards the assailant and made contact by pressing their hand against the back of Commodore’s head. Commodore was observed to be flail his arms wildly at yet unknown individual at the time. However after a few minutes of struggling, Commodore was seen stumbling to the ground completely exhausted with a large red mark on the back of his head. The individual explained that Commodore would be in need to immediate rehydration but is otherwise unscaved. The figure left the scene before he could be questioned by authorities.

The individual that engaged Commodore was wearing the same yellow with black and orange trim that would become iconic of the superhero popularly named Hotshot. Hotshot is known to primarily engage superhuman criminals and only rarely non-superhuman threats. Attempts to question Hotshot has been met with silence. Current whereabouts of Hotshot is also unknown.

Additional info for the GM/ Anybody who's nosy

Alliance: Hero. Hotshot works for a NGO foundation that provides heroes daily necessities, lodging and additional payment if they are under their employment. This organization, known as the Global Defense Initiative Foundation, operates discreetly and avoids the attention of the public. Hotshot, who is indeed Richard Chang, has been employed by the GDIF ever since his reported demise at the hands of Monsoon.