Who: Sylar and the heroes.
What: Hunting the beast.
Where: Outside Sylar's hideout, on the edge of town.
When: After dark, some night shortly before Dick returned.
Telekinesis needed concentration.
A couple dozen caltrops scattered outside Sylar's back door oughta take care of that. Robin would've gone for thumbtacks, but really you use what you can get. And his carefully-hoarded share of gas pellets would affect Rogue, as much or more as the target.
Speaking of, their heavy hitter was due to arrive any time now. Not that he was visible, slunk as he was into the shadows three rooftops away. But he'd told her and Bart - no, Impulse - where he'd be.
They were gonna need the speedster for this. He just hoped he hadn't screwed things up too bad. He'd never had to keep secrets from a teammate before, and it turned out it kind of sucked. No use brooding on that now though. Time for some action.
After all, beating up the bad guy fixed everything. Right?