Well the days had been pretty much the same as always. Stalking back alleys, trying to do a hero's job and not get caught by the police. It's funny, the whole concept of getting in trouble for doing a good deed. It all seemed so strange. That's why Tenebre hadn't registered yet, well that and a past he'd rather not bring up. Why would you have all the super-folks in town register, it all seemed like some kind of large scale plot. It wouldn't be the first time Tenebre had been called paranoid.
It had been a few days since he had talked to Iceangel, he thought maybe he should give her a call, find out how things are going. No, he thinks to himself, she told me she would contact me. And really, computer stuff is outta my league.
So Tenebre continues his routine, beaten up bad guy on the corner, person thinking they were saved by a shadow.
Another day, another nameless hero.