Brooklyn, New York. Order territory by anyone's reckoning. Cafas was on the look out for criminal activity. The riots had kind of died out a few days before, so they were still alert for signs of trouble. With the police force spread thin and the X-men exhausted, it was the perfect time for some criminal activity. He was trying to stop that, obviously.

Ahead he spied an alley. It was the perfect spot for someone to have, say, a mugging, or the entrance to a secret hide out. Cafas turned up the alley. It didn't take long to figure out something was off. A lot of something by the smell. It smelled of death and rotting. Cafas followed it to the source. A door, sitting ajar. The type with a slide away section. It could not have looked more like a hide out if it tried. The smell did not bode well.

Oh God.

He opened the door and scene and smell that met him was beyond description. Carnage didn't do it justice. Maybe once, but not any more. Cafas ran over to a trash can in the alley and promptly deposited his lunch.

When he was done, he pulled out his phone and dialed Cold Steel.

"Hey Sam? Yeah, it's Cafas. I'm down in Brooklyn. I think you'd better get down here. Fair warning, it's pretty f***** up."

He gave the street name and went to wait for CS at the mouth of the alley. His stomach was still churning.

Sam yawned slightly as he was finishing up his patrol once again sleep wasn’t really a priority he was tired and slightly sluggish but he was still fast enough to put down the occasional mugger and purse snatcher he passed over on his way back to the mansion. He had lessons in an hour with someone, he couldn’t recall who but he figured it didn’t mattered to worry about it. Someone would show up and if that didn’t jog his memory he’d just check his agenda back in his office. The one Drew should have kept updated.

Honestly if it wasn’t for Drew getting his paperwork together, setting up appointments or the occasional taking care of disciplinary actions to rowdy students Sam wasn’t sure he’d be able to get anything done. They needed a bigger staffing department at the mansion. That much was clear to him.

Sam’s ear piece buzzed and he reached up and touched it removing the ice armor around his ear so he could access it. "Hey Sam? Yeah, it's Cafas. I'm down in Brooklyn. I think you'd better get down here. Fair warning, it's pretty f***** up." Sam nodded his head and sighed, ”Yeah…” Sam said turning his ice slide he was using to pass over all the traffic and buildings, ” I’m in route now.” Sam said simply enough debating calling Drew to let him know to push back his next class but decided to play by here.

When he got there he spotted the pink haired mutant and his teammate then noticed the look on his face. ”What’s up?”