Casey fired fast as he shot each of the guards down. He pointed his pistol at the last one in the cage and fired again and again until the man falls. The hail of bullets produced by the last man flew towards Casey. Grazing him in many places but one of them came for his arm and pierced through his bone making it go limp. Casey heard a quiet quiet, "help!" from under the man in the pain and confusion. Then came a bright light a second later, a massive spike of energy on all of his sensors. He covered his face with his functioning arm as a large explosion threw him into the wall behind him cracking more of his ribs. He blacked out as he fell to the floor in a pool of his own blood.<br/><br/>Casey awoke to Thorne helping him up in a room where something had changed. The room was full of FBI agents and Thorne had changed. "Hey, buddy are you with me?" Thorne asked now wearing an FBI uniform. Confusion swarmed over Casey's mind so he simply nodded as he stood one both. His ribs and arm weren't the only broken parts of his body as he put his weight on his right foot he felt his ankle fail now broken too. He pushed Thorne off of him as he limped up the stairs. The FBI agents made way for him as he made his way to his jet-bike. Thorne took command of the situation getting all of the victims out of the basement and identifying them. The medics onsite began to treat the injuries of everyone involved treating the concussion of the blast.<br/><br/>Casey reached his Jet-bike which was inside the cordoned of area of the streets. The entire block was swarmed with FBI personnel and state police. Casey sat down on his jet-bike opening a compartment full of vials other medical equipment. He took a shot of morphine finally dealing with the horrendous amount of pain he was in. He grabbed a vial full of the same nano-alloy he used on his ribs and injected it into his shoulder. Morphine or not it was still incredibly painful as the special mixture moved down to mend his shattered humerus. Within a couple seconds it had set and he tended to his ribs and ankle using a similar procedure. He turned his attention to his still bleeding arm and applied a special bandage that would remove all of the shattered bone and dead tissue and replace it with proper tissue over the course of a couple hours. With his wounds tended too he stood up locking his Jet-Bike and walking back to Thorne who was absolutely shocked seeing Casey walk almost normally. Casey looked at the girls and quickly tried to start identifying which one the blast came from finally coming to a small high school aged blond girl who stood a little over five foot. "Are you a super, young lady?" He asked the pale girl. His glowing blue robotic eye seemed like it could pierce into her soul. He thought for a second and he knelt down to her height and spoke in a much gentler tone, "its alright. You are safe now. Do you have any family that I can talk to in this city." As he was speaking ASIS was going through dossiers which Casey had read previously trying to find a match and coming up empty.