The auditorium at Cobo Hall was filling up fast this morning. Business leaders from across the city of Detroit and its surroundings communities were all in attendance. As well as the mayor and city council members. Even some high school seniors were bus in from around the city for this event. There was a buzz of excitement in the air and the leaders of this city were all anticipated some good news from the Reach Foundation this morning, and their young CEO, Dwayne Jones.

Off to the left of the stage out of view from the audience a pair of eyes watch the crowd of people coming in to take seats. He feels nervous, and excited at the same time. This will be his moment coming from out of the shadows, and the man that the world once knew as Dwayne Taylor, the super hero Night Thrasher lets his mind drifts back over the last few months of his life.

I had a good life, the Taylor Foundation was reaching out and helping those in needs in ways that I could never imagine. Chord my mentor most of my life and I had overcame our differences and we were making a difference. The New Warriors that I had assembled had disbanded, and as Night Thrasher I begin to keep a low profile, and work on different forms of medation to help me fine some inner peace. By chance I met Reginald from Harlem, a young man,so full of rage like I was at that age. Both of his parents had been murdered, and he kept going from foster home to foster home. I became his guardian and over time as I gain his trust, I began to help him focus his angry. Our training sessions were brutal, but it was for his good. "The world is a mean place and only the strong survive." I used to tell him. Maybe I push him too hard, I often wonder about that. Some time later Robbie, aka Speedball, came to me with a idea about a superhero reality show. He was so excited with his idea, and he wanted me to finance it. At first I told him no, and that I was a bad idea. But if you knew Speedball he could be very persistant Once I finally told him yes, he had one more favor to ask. He wanted me to be part of his venture. I flat out said no. Speedball said that having Night Thrasher would help define his group, but I still said no. Later that night while training with Reginald, I told him about Speedball's visit. He said that he wanted to be part of Speedball's group. Reginald's point was that this team was not going up against the Hulk or anything, but probably more like COPS, with costumes. I finally consented, Reginald needed to be around other young people. I made him up a suit, and he used my identity as Night Thrasher. This was the worst decision of my life, how could I have known about New Hammond? Speedball should have known better, but it was my fault. I gave him the money, and I let Reginald go with them. Now there are gone, and it was all my fault. Since the world knew Night Thrasher was night, and some people knew that Dwayne Taylor and Night Thrasher were the same person. I had Chord take some of my DNA and mix it with the remains so that if anyone ever did a test, they would believe it was me. So on that day Dwayne Taylor died.