I'm Craving Chaos

"Hey Cy, dunno where ya came from, but this isn't really a resting place"

Heatwave opens his eyes, he paid the voice no mind as he looked around, frantically searching for Loo.

Huh.

He's gone.

Great.

Heatwave's eye twitched.

Finally, his attention turned into the speaker, who was leaning down to him with an unimpressed face.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh hell no.

Or; In desperate attempt to save his idiotic brother, Loo from that goddamn nuisance, Heatwave got hit with whatever that alien made and.. he finds himself staring at a somewhat younger Uncle Thunderstorm with an annoyed stare.

He stayed low after escaping him, sleeping in some crampy but quite comfortable vent.

And then he starts craving for a good fight.

Thankfully, God seemed like feeling blessing him right now.

BOOM!

Or or; Heatwave simply accepts he's in the past, and then continued to kick ass.