They walk into the penthouse main room and sit down at a circular couch meeting area. Patrick and Jonathan sit together. John, Vlad and Gabriel sit together. Jamie, Val and Evelyn sit down. Upon hearing them enter, a flash of golden brown fur darts out from the side and runs to Jamie's side.

"Nikita!" Val exclaims.

The dog looks around, looking for Tyler but then he sits down beside Jamie's legs and cocks his head, looking at the captain as though asking him, "Where's my dad?" Jamie pats him on the head.

"Sorry Nikita, Tyler's not here."

Nikita whines, clearly upset about Tyler not being there. He puts his head on Jamie's knees and flicks his eyes back and forth. Jamie tries to cheer him up, petting his ears and patting him but he just looks sorrowfully at him.

Val pouts his lip and shakes his head. "Poor Nikita. No like sad doggy."

"Speaking of Nikita, what about Zady?" Jonathan questions. "Is he going to join us? He is a Hockey Avenger."

"He's a little busy right now," Gabriel remarks. "He needs to practice and also he said he had a date with Brooke that he couldn't miss. Mostly the latter reason, of course and honestly, I don't blame him. I think Brooke's hot and just right for him. Hate to see him wreck something like that."

"It's alright...the eight of us can handle Therrien. Right?" Evelyn exclaims, before glancing at Jamie, who is still trying to comfort Tyler's golden retriever.

"We're taking Nikita with us, that's for sure!" Jamie states, patting the dog's head. "I'd like to see him sink his teeth into the bastard's skin!"

"Yay Nikita!" Val says, clapping his hands. He reaches over and Nikita gives him a lick on the fingers. The young Russian chuckles like a little kid and scratches Nikita behind the ears. The dog then rests his head back on Jamie's leg and seems to sigh.

"Alright, let's do a little research and see if we can get anything on Therrien."

Val turns to her and nods. "Sound like plan."

"Well, I can tell you this," Jamie begins to recall, "Therrien used his powers to close the door and lock it...I think...I think he has telepathy or telekinesis or something like that. Does that sound right?"

"Based on that...closing the door and locking it, he must have control over the handle...which is metallic, right?" Evelyn asks.

"Yeah."

"Then he might actually have metal...er magnetic powers..." Evelyn says.

"OF COURSE!" Jamie exclaims, sighing loudly and hitting his head with the palm of his head. Nikita flinches but keeps his head pressed into the captain of the Stars' leg. "That would explain why he is called Magnadien!"

"Yup." Evelyn nods. "But that's not entirely good. He sounds just like Magneto!"

"The guy from X-Men?" Patrick questions, his blue eyes sparkling.

Evelyn nods at the blond Blackhawk and then turns to look at Jamie, concerningly. "Exactly. That means that he can hurt Tyler...A LOT."

Jamie drops his head. "You mean there's a chance that Therrien or Magnadien can kill Tyler?" He instinctively pets Nikita's head.

"Yeah...but we won't let him! We can't let him!" Evelyn gets out her computer from a small compartment in the couch and opens it up.

"Hell no! Not with me to wreck chaos! I'll stop him before he can even lay a finger on the Dallas Star!" Vlad snarls.

For the next hour, the group googles Michel Therrien, looking deep into his profile and get anything and everything they can, finding every last possible fact on him. Then, before they can research anymore, Jamie's phone goes off.

He pulls it out and examines it, curiously. "It's an unknown number. But it's a text message..." He slides his finger across the screen, horizontally. He opens up the text and gasps, nearly dropping his phone in fright.

"Jamie, what is it?" Evelyn hisses, closing her computer down. "Is it about Tyler?"

Jamie nods and passes her the phone, too horrified to speak. He leans over and hugs Nikita close to him.

"What's it say, Eve?" Jonathan inquires, hugging Patrick close to him.

Evelyn reads the message and shakes her head. "That bastard is planning to use Tyler to destroy the world...including all of us and the NHL!"