The Dynasty MKII

Zephyr had been requested to attend The Gutter Saints HQ for a meeting with the Uppers of Chicago. Greeted upon arrival by Kiwi-Kiwi-Smash, and led down the hallway to a small, dimly lit room. Inside, TheDude, Gable & ChaosBringerUnicron were sitting at a table, smartly dressed with very serious looking faces. Kiwi nods at the empty chair opposite the uppers and signals for Zephyr to sit down.

Since Zephyr landed on these shores, there had been nothing but war and bloodshed. Now things had finally settled, why was he being called for a meeting? Had he done something wrong? In this world, when your lead in to a room like that, you don't always walk back out.

"Zephyr. You have only been here a short time, but have already proven yourself a loyal and valuable asset. Now prove it tenfold. We would like you to set up a brand new outfit in South Side. Do us proud."

Taken aback and short of words, Zephyr let out a slight sigh of relief and had to compose himself for a second.

"Wow. I didn't think I would get an opportunity like this, but I appreciate it greatly. I will do everything I possibly can to help restore this great city, and nation, to its former glories! From this day forward, we shall be known as The Dynasty MKII."