"What does he plan to do with me?" Damon asked worriedly. "That is a conversation best saved for a later time. Now, to the matter at hand." At that, Zachariah held out his hand, in which Dart's iPad appeared. He set it down and touched the screen. His body turned into electricity and he went into the iPad. The screen turned on and automatically, Notes opened. Zachariah came out of the iPad into physical form, leaving Damon in utter shock.

Zachariah didn't seem to mind. It was almost as if that was normal for him. He raised his hand towards Finn. "Awake," Zachariah spoke in a deep, projected voice. Finn was zip-cuffed to a chair, and when Zachariah spoke, his shoulders shot sideways, breaking the cuffs. He stood up and walked towards the angel and stared at the iPad. He suddenly sucked in a large amount of air, holding his head. "Holy hell, how'd you make me do that?" he asked confusingly. "I'm an angel."

"Well, that makes a lot of sense. Dart, who is this guy?" At that he looked at Damon expectingly. "I thought he was my brother. Turns out, he was sent to protect me. By God. He apparently has big plans for me," Dart looked questioningly at the angel." And he has yet to tell me what they are." Zachariah chuckled at them.

  "Here, you have listed all of the last-seen locations of the missing. Impressive," Zachariah noted. "This person," he pointed to the name Keith Williams,"is the fastest being alive. Almost faster than me." He hurriedly started typing on the iPad, his fingers a blur. When he was done, he held it up. It read: 412 NORTH AVE. "This is his home address." the angel explained. "I could take you there and not a second would have passed by." He smirked at them. "Okay, Lord Jeebus Christ, how in this God-forsaken world are you gonna--" Rogue was interrupted mid-sentence because Zachariah had grabbed them and teleported to the designated area. "--do that?" Rogue finished. Then, he looked around. "Oh, my God." Dart crossed his arms. Zachariah cocked his head.

   "You seem unimpressed, Damon." Dart scoffed and said,"After the day I've had, it's gonna take a lot more to impress me." "You adapt quickly," Zachariah observed.

They knocked on the door and got no answer. "Wait," Zachariah warned. He used X-ray vision to scan the home. Keith was there, alright. He was just zipping around his home, collecting papers and moving things around. "He's preparing for our arrival." he explained. When Keith finished, he looked through the eyehole of the door and opened it, looking suspicious.

   "Just who might you be?" Keith asked when he opened the door. The three people at the door looked at each other and then Damon spoke. "We're here to recruit you. You went straight off the grid and you have powers. I'm looking for my parents, Peter and Jessica Cro, and we want you to help us." Zachariah looked at him, astonished. Keith looked at Damon with a cold stare. Eventually, he invited them inside. 

 He nodded as they went in. They sat on the couch and asked if any of them wanted a drink. They refused, so Keith grabbed a bottle of water for himself. He then zipped over to a chair facing them directly. "I'm gonna take a guess and say you have questions?" Keith wondered. Dart hesitated. "How did you get your powers?" he started. "When I was in my late twenty's, I had a wife. We had been married for about two years, and then she was mugged and shot." Dart nodded.

"What's worse: she was getting a gift for my birthday." He covered his face with his hands. He had obviously not talked about for a long time. 

   "So, to cope with it, I joined the military. Went to Afghanistan. 31st infantry. One day, we were out there and a shell exploded near me. Shrapnel pierced my leg. One of the worst pains I have ever felt. I was forced to leave the military because I was paralyzed from the waist down. I thought I could walk again if I applied a large amount of electricity and adrenaline to my leg, but I overshot a good bit," he lifted up the leg of his sweatpants,"So, now I can ran faster than the speed of light. So, if you hear about any random windows shattering, my bad," he chuckled.  

Dart asked his next question: "Did you know my parents?" Without hesitation, Keith looked him in the eyes and said,"No. No, I didn't. I knew their names, though. They were famous among the government. Best damn agents the government had ever seen. Too bad they disappeared, though." Dart turned to Rogue. "Yeah, he's telling the truth. They were celebrities among the CIA," he explained. Keith nodded at him, which further confirmed the truth. "Damon, may have a moment with you, please?" Zachariah wondered courteously. "Definitely," Dart responded. He followed him into the kitchen, which no one was in.

   "What's this about?" Dart asked. Zachariah sighed heavily. He could tell this wasn't going to be the easiest of conversations. "Why I was sent here, Damon."

"Okay."

"God thinks you can stop Armageddon. The people you are forming an allegiance with ... they will help you in our cause immensely."

"You mean to tell me they're gonna be involved in that?"

"Yes. God has given me specific orders to keep you alive until Armageddon. Your mission is against mine."

"So I can't find out what happened to my parents myself?"

"I'm saying that I can't help you while knowing that you might not make it out of this alive. I was told to not let you put yourself in any physical danger until then."

"You're doing a bang-up job on that."

   Zachariah sighed and put his hands in his hips. "Look, Armageddon, whether you believe it or not, is gonna be soon. I have lost over two dozen brothers over the past year. I'm not ready to lose more. The war is coming, Damon. You need to be ready for it." At that, he headed back into the living room. Dart soon followed. "Finn here told me about what happened to your parents. I'm sorry." Keith said to Dart as they walked into the room. "Thank you for your condolences. Now, for your answer. Will you help us or not?" Keith thought about it. Finally, he said yes.

                                                                               ONE HOUR LATER

   "Alright guys, that was fun. I mean, robbing a knife store? That's so badass!" Keith exclaimed. Everyone looked confused for a second. "We haven't done that yet," Rogue asked, confused. 

"We literally just got out of the car in the parking lot for it." Keith grinned. After a second, they all caught on. "Well done," Dart complimented. "How did the cameras not catch you?" Rogue wondered. "Pull out that iPad of yours and video me doing this, Damon." He did as he was told and pulled out the iPad. Keith got in a running position. "Three, two, one, action!" 

   Keith took off, breaking the sound barrier. Damon watched his iPad. The video was pixelated, and then his iPad crashed. He opened Photos to see if the video saved, and it didn't. A couple minutes later, Keith came running from the other side of the parking lot, wearing a sombrero. 

"Did you just run around the world?" Dart asked, astonished. "Yes, I did. Oh, crap!" He looked down at his shoes, which were on fire. He threw them off, sped inside wearing only socks, came out with a fire extinguisher, and put it out.

   "God, I need to find a way to keep that from happening." Keith complained. "I can't believe I haven't tried this before," Zachariah muttered to himself. "Damon, come here. I want to attempt to give you a better suit. Describe it to me." Dart furrowed his eyebrows, thinking heavily. "I would like my suit to have a base color of crimson. The side color will be silver. I want a mechanical helmet and a telepathic link to my arms, where I can use my mind to automatically shoot sub-machineguns out of the back of my hands. Oh, and I want infinite ammo for them both! Also, the whole suit needs to be mechanical. By the way, I want the eyeholes to be one-way glass. And, to activate my suit, I want it to be a red, mechanical, digital watch, from which I can press a button that will have the suit grow over my entire body. Now, let's talk design," Dart continued. "I want silver stripes to be on the side of the helmet. Then, I want two more coming from the front of of my feet that go all the way up my sides, onto my back, over my shoulders, and back down to the fronts of my feet. I want silver in my forearms that wrap around to the other side of my forearms. And finally, I want the palms of my hands to be silver. Oh, and one more thing: infinite darts that shoot out of the palms of my hands."

  Zachariah took a step back and pointed his hand at Dart. He closed his eyes, and everyone heard loud warbling. Then, Damon's right arm glowed with a blinding white light, and suddenly appeared the red watch Dart had mentioned. Amazed and shocked, Dart pressed the button that he had imagined. And then, his suit emerged. To test it out, he aimed his fist at the sign for Knives&More and shot his sub-machinegun at it. There were several holes left when he finished. Then, he switched to his left arm and shot a dart smack in the middle of the dot for the 'i' in Knives.

   "Ooh, ooh, me next!" Keith exclaimed, hands clapping. He zipped over to Zachariah, leaving a large dust trail behind him. "Okay, um ... I want to keep it simple. Four colors: red, white, blue, and grey. Oh, my God, the irony! I want a blue helmet with white eyeholes, but I want to be able to see out of them. Obviously. Now, I want a one-sleeved, red jacket that straps across my chest. I want an under-shirt that is white. Then, I want grey pants with white stripes down the sides and fire-proof shoes." Zachariah stood back, held his hands out, and then his suit appeared. "Yes! Now, to test it." At that, he ran around the world once again. 

   In that time, Rogue walked over to the angel and said,"Nothing special, just a trench coat, ski mask with glowing, white night-vision goggles, black, bulletproof tee, two pistols, heavy-duty camouflage pants, and military boots." Then, Zachariah did his thing and Rogue's suit appeared. Then, Keith showed up.

  "So, guys, I was thinking about my code name, and I thought I should be called Bullet because I was in the army, and I'm fast." Dart jumped because he was startled by his arrival. "Alright then," he started. "Well, I will be called Dart, Finn will be called Rogue, and Zachariah will be called ... Traverse." He grinned at the word. He knew exactly what he was gonna do next. "Zachariah, would you be able to make a suit for yourself?" His response was almost immediate. "Certainly."

   "Good, 'cause you're gonna. I want you to wear blue spandex with a speaker over your mouth and large, black eyeholes. The reason I want a speaker on your mouth is so that you can make seismic waves that can level a city, that sort of thing." he explained. "One more weapon you should have. You need large, metallic blades that can retract and emerge from the back of your hands. Since you're an angel, you're obviously gonna need wings, so add those, too. And make them metallic," he added.

Zachariah nodded and put his hand on his chest. From his hand emerged his suit. It was even better than Dart imagined. "Oh, wait. We need to conceal ourselves as to not be seen by the natural world." Traverse realized worriedly. He got down on one knee and put his hand flat on the ground. A warbled, glass dome formed over them. The floor suddenly glowed with a white light. It was like they were standing in some kind of giant flashlight.

   Zachariah stayed on his knee, putting both hands on the ground. What now? Rogue thought. Not a second after his thought, Traverse took to the air, creating a small crater in the glowing floor. He flew quickly through the air, wings flapping rapidly. When he was done testing his flight, he landed slowly. "Alright, well now we know that works," Dart commented. He looked around him, at the faces surrounding him in the dome. This wasn't a bad team. Now, it's time for him, Bullet, Rogue, and Traverse to continue in style.