One short hyperjet ride later, Back on the Hand of Fate...
El Ultimo stands before the group as a hologram, looking down on them from his metallic pedestal. His face is set, features visible even beneath the mask, in a contemplative grimace.
Using the train to attack the United States because of the mistreatment of robots. Hmm. He mutters to himself, nodding. Exactly the sort of mad nonsense you can always expect from his kind.
El Ultimo opens his eyes and stares down at the group, his eyes nothing but a pair of glowing golden embers beneath a heavy brow.
I sent you out with the express purpose of capturing this madman and bringing him in. You return empty handed. When given the chance to pursue your target or stay with the train, you said with the train. You ignored your mission, you allowed a madman to escape, you jeopardized your acceptance into this league for the sake of that train.
His expression softens into a smile.
I could not ask for better Luchadors.
The hologram feed cuts from him to footage of the passengers being taken off the train by emergency personnel and med-bots. It zooms in on tired, but relieved faces.
Never forget what you fight for. Never forget why you are here. To do the right thing is not always easy. It is not always wise. But it is RIGHT. It is JUST. Never forget. Never waiver. You are Luchadors. You are the hope of the world. The feed zooms in on a child. You cannot hear what he's saying, but he smiles and shakes an action figure of El Ultimo about, jumping around at his parent's feet. Do not let them down.
The feed cuts out and the holoprojector shuts off with a hiss. A moment later the intercom cuts on and announces the advancement of all members of the team from junior provisional member to full member of the league.
Days pass, a few fan letters drift in, and your injuries heal.
The danger monitor in your shared room beeps on suddenly one evening, flashing red with white "WARNING!" text. A moment later it displays the following
WARNING!
SEVERAL EMERGENCIES HAVE BEEN REPORTED! ALL LUCHA TEAMS, PLEASE RESPOND!
1. ROAD RAIDERS ARE ATTACKING MOTOR CITY! STOP THEM!
2. UFO'S HAVE BEEN SPOTTED OVER DOWNTOWN SHINDIA! INVESTIGATE!
3. NINJAS HAVE KIDNAPPED THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER! SAVE HER!
4. KNOT TOWN HAS VANISHED FROM THE MAP! INVESTIGATE!
ENTER TEAM SELECTION: _
A keyboard slides out from a space under the monitor.