Dogs of War: Prelude
They arrived in a new place.  Kev looked around. They were in an alleyway in  New York City.  No dead bodies surrounded them. Always nice. No rampaging mental patients at the moment, also nice.  And there was a newspaper. January date. "Worthington Enterprises donates $1 billion to Lenore St. Croix Foundation. Subhead: "Also $10 million to CEO's mutant-specialty alma mater." Kev grinned. "What a terribly normal newspaper."  There are sounds above and quite some ways away, and Kev looks up to see, swinging between the skyscrapers, four superheroes on weblines: one in crimson and navy, one in scarlet and azure, one in maroon and gold, and one in black and white.

Kev beams. "CIVILIZATION AT LAST!"