Chapter Twelve : In Search Of The Harp Two

I have been called Future since I signed on with the DSEA which made sense as my old tagline in the alternate reality was the Transporter when I had worked with the Agency. To be honest I still considered that to be my best codename for as far as I was seeing it secrecy was not exactly what it was supposed to be. Case in point my DSEA team and I had just due to my precognitive gifts avoided a spectacular explosion at the Citi Stadium which was just the beginning of our search for the Harp Two.

On deck were Shadow, Eagle Eye, Voice and Cowboy and after only a little drama we managed to avoid numerous operatives and escape to the rooftop of a nearby Hotel in nearby Manhattan. I will note for the record that said drama had involved the Ministry, CIA, Prospero as well as the minions of Incognita. The end result Incognita had escaped with the Harp Two it seemed through an underground tunnel. Various distractions such as strategically placed snipers, physical decoys as well as the Voice using the Nausea Gun on our own teammates helped to give her a head start. The appearance of operatives claiming to be CIA, a deft Ministry agent who got the drop on the Voice and another vehicle full of hired thugs who almost crashed due to a well place mind scramble curtsey of Shadow made thing quite interesting. In the end I was able save the thugs and confer coordinates to Shadow and we transported to the rooftop of the previously mentioned Hotel to plan our next move.

Once we had arrived at the rooftop a still recovering Cowboy had asked Eagle Eye to destroy the Nausea gun. Seconds later Shadow had a cloud of confusion upon Eagle Eye and Voice. Perhaps I should elaborate just a little so their actions don’t seem so farfetched. The Ministry agent Veronica by the way who had rendered the Voice helpless had been almost killed when Eagle Eye had shot her motorcycle I had of course caught her and moved her to us. She had somehow managed to break my telekinetic hold and commenced to lay a beat down on Voice. For the record I had asked Eagle Eye if he could stop the motorcycle and he had responded by literally blowing it up while the then unknown Ministry agent had still been on it. The Voice on the other had had prevented Cowboy from apprehending one of Incognita’s operatives by shooting him with the Nausea Gun. So when Shadow had picked up Eagle Eye’s weapon and teleported away with I was not surprised nor did Cowboys actions seem out of hand.

Of course when Eagle Eye came to his senses he did not see it that way. Perhaps it was due to the training I had received with the Agency which if nothing else had taught me to be prepared for every eventuality. Granted I realized that now that my psychic powers had been restored many of those plans were no longer as effective as they used to be. For instance we all it seemed to have abilities that in the wrong hands could result in the death of each of us. So I could totally understand Shadow and Cowboy’s concerns. Now Eagle Eye pitched a fit of course and climbed down from the roof and took off. Why I followed him might surprise some but I still considered him part of my team and logic dictated that a whole is greater than the sum of its parts.

I had walked off with Eagle Eye but of course nothing I said had made any difference. It was odd but I could not seem to shake the vision I had of myself sneaking into his room and placing my Desert Eagle against the back of his head and firing. Suffice to say the others were calling me back to plan our next move and since I was not going to attempt to force someone as dangerous as Eagle Eye I had turned and returned to the others. I had a feeling it was a bad move on my part for I expected him to be picked up or picked off by a rogue agency at any moment. At the time I had made peace with if due to the fact that while I could see the value of his thirst for blood being an advantage I could also see it leading to the death of his companions and I did not like the odds and that was without even consulting my precognitive gifts.

Now it was perhaps just a little ironic that Eagle Eye had returned shortly after I had returned. He had of course run into Emily and Linda my Mother on the street and been recruited to their cause and been give a message from my Mother to be delivered to me. Her message was the most profound and useful message I could have ever received. Basically her message informed me of how we could acquire the Harp Two. I needed to use my gift of precognition to look beyond the point of the transfer after Incognita had been paid and departed. My Mother had informed me that if I tried to track Incognita I would keep running into a wall but that wall would be removed once she was removed from the equation.

So while the others were not exactly happy to see Eagle Eye’s return I was thankful for his return and it was worth noting that he had been given a new communicator as well as a new weapon which resembled a shotgun. He also had an odd smile on his face and while I knew my Mother could have that effect on people I still felt a little uneasy. Of course then was not time to ponder the future ramifications of Eagle Eye’s actions we were on the clock and the search for the Harp Two had now begun in earnest and Prospero’s plans for the Harp Two were soon to be interrupted. So as they say To Be Continued.

Chapter Ten : Taking Care of Business

Time passed slowing with a few official missions now and then. With only a mission to Honduras to investigate a chemical plant which turned up nothing useful on the surface. We were mostly sent on missions that might look like alien or monster activity and while it was a chance to get away from Montauk Base I mostly bored me.

That quickly changed however on August 10th 2011 with the arrival of my Father Doctor Morgan Anthony Whelton or known to some as Quantum or just Agent Whelton who it seemed arrived to deliver some interesting news. He found me in the swimming pool on the second floor and while my mood was still dismal over my current assignment and my drive to improve myself I was happy to see him.

My Father had eased my mind and reminded me that in the past when he had been active Agent things had been pretty much the same. I told him of my issues with the others including Cowboy, Voice and of course Eagle Eye who with his bloodlust I was sure was likely to get me killed and he helped to ease my mind. Having a brilliant Psychiatrist, Parapsychologist and Scientist Father does have its advantages.

My mood was somewhat cooled but then my Father gave me news that warmed it right back up. He confided in me that he had suggested that the DSEA seek me out for he had feared for my safety. I also learned that my older siblings Marcus, Christina, and Nigel were all missing. I had a feeling he was leading up to something and I knew from his tone when he asked if I had heard from my Mother that something was up.



I had told him that I had heard from Mom just last week like clockwork since she called every Sunday to make at noon to check up on me and to find out if I had been doing. He seemed relieved and told me that the official word was that Agent Emily Harrison her official code name had possibly gone rogue. The look he gave me told me that there was more to that statement then met the eye for I knew my Mother was also possessed Precognition must have had a reason for her actions but officially they might not be believed. My Father was therefore telling me that Mom was working to save her children while making sure like Father that I was protected. So when my Father told me to inform him and only him when Mother contacted him I knew something was up but I knew I no clue exactly what that might be and if my Mother was involved I would not know until she wanted me to know.

As it would turn out as I headed back to my room which just so happened to be next to Arwyn Summers her door was open and she asked me if I wanted to go shopping. I was in the mood for something different and like I have alluded to in the past Arwyn has that effect on people. I decided to find out if any of the others wanted to come with us since I really doubted anything could go wrong as long as Arwyn was around. Only Jay Smith took me up on my offer which was fine by me as of all of my team members he was by far my favorite.

Of course my bad mood disappeared in the calming presence of Arwyn and the protective aura that seemed to have come from years on the job exuded by Jay. The hours we spent shopping were indeed therapeutic and relaxing, I will admit Agent J’s calm demeanor did much to brighten my mood, which lasted about right up until the point where we had dropped Arwyn off at the airport for her vacation to Chicago. Well actually right about the time we had returned to our sports car one of many from the Montauk Base car pool.

So of course we were soon greeted by my missing Mother who had stepped out of a stretch limo that had literally seemed to pull out of nowhere. She had stepped out and greeted me and told me she had someone she needed me to meet. Her acquaintance it would turn out to be none other the Multi-Billionaire Emily Christianson who it seemed was her new benefactor. Of course I had heard of her as she was a shady corporate figure who was on the CIA’s watch list and even being associated with her was literally paramount to a required review. I of course wished my Mother well and told her that was good to see her but that I was busy and would have to decline but of course Emily had other plans.

For far quicker than should have been humanly possible my old acquaintance Adam the Super-Soldier had stepped out of the limo and circled around to manhandle me into the limo. I had of course been reaching for my Desert Eagle and Adam had been kind enough to disarm me and my Mother was able to convince me to reconsider joining them. Agent J soon joined us as well and Emily presented us with her pitch for what would turn out to be our next mission. Emily’s reputation was it seemed well deserved for she soon informed us of a lead she had acquired at great cost that would allow us the chance to acquire the Harp Two.

Now the Harp Two reputed to enable control of the weather it seemed had been recently acquired from Northrop Grumman by a mysterious thief with precognitive abilities. Now I only need to mention that my Mother is gifted with precognition which was something that she had been able to use to her advantage. That she had cornered me as she had was not a real surprise but the information continued to flow. Our mysterious thief it seemed had also been the Precognizant Mastermind whose Agents had infiltrated the Montauk Base and liberated a number of samples of what was being called Diazol or as I now prefered to call Essence of Summer. It seemed we had one chance to acquire the Harp Two and that was at the home of the New York Mets none other than Citi Field Stadium in New York. All we had to do therefore was to be the right place at the right time which turned out to be midnight that very night and recover the Harp Two.

I confess I must also mention that the ride back to Base was uneventful but that did not mean that I was idle. I had used my own precognitive gifts to view the possible outcome of informing our Montauk allies back at the base. It was interesting since every path that I saw which involved contacting anyone at base ended up only one way. That way was being contained and questioned by mysterious Agents who seemed to have authority over Montauk personnel. Don’t get me wrong I had access to a number of clandestine contacts in the CIA as well as my Father and Frost who I believed still maintained their own network but at time I had felt it best to acquire as much information as I could before I acted rashly.

Finally to only path that I saw open to us once I had informed the others of the situation was to meet in the room of Agent Summers while allowing Eagle Eye to us her computer to enable us to access potentially sensitive data without ourselves being discovered. Of course it would come to pass that Eagle Eye had gone a bit overboard which led to a very interesting encounter later involving an organization called Cure. There was another bit regarding children who were close to Agent Summers and I found that she possessed sensitivity to my precognitive gifts but still I had foreseen a danger to them so I had called to warn her. We eventually decided to attempt to contact one of the only two people I felt we could trust and so Cowboy departed to seek the council of the calm yet always cool Frost.

I knew that in my life I was coming to a crossroads for while as I had discussed with my Father I did not really trust any of my new so called comrades. Seriously with the exception of Agent Smith or Shade they all seemed quite unprofessional or so extreme as to seem psychotic. I hoped that with my gifts I would be able to endure my latest trial. It was also worth noting that something of a personal matter not regarding the mission had also been discovered which I had been able to reveal with the aid of Eagle Eye.

My Mother it seemed had passed me a coded message revealing the possible locations of my Brothers Marcus and Nigel and my Sister Christina who were as my Father had informed me all missing. I had a feeling my Mother was only working with Miss Christianson or Emily either because she was involved or her resources were going to give her the best chance to rescue them. My sibling’s possible location had been located but it was of course shielded and while I knew my Mother was trying to help me she was not doubt also revealing to me that things were not as they seemed. So as my team was of course not willing to devote time to rescuing my Family I had to take solace that my Mother and Father were on the job each in their own way. I will only say this woe to those who cross the Whelton’s for they should remember that vengeance is a sweet desert that is best served cold and it its very cold in space. Just think about it for awhile until next time let the curtain for now fall.

Chapter Nine : Bringing Necro Into The Light

The others were in rare top form and performed their missions perfectly dealing with the Dragon, Necro his Zombies only Zara escaped. I was also successful but there were of course just a few surprises in store due to the crafty nature of Necro.

We had arrived at the ship without a hitch and from what I am told the others all performed well I on the other had had picked the wrong storage container. The one I had picked had somehow been rigged with explosives. So after finding the correct container I had teleported it out to the location where I had a waiting SEAL team to assist me just like old time I figured from my other life.

Having managed to eventually secure the hostages after a fierce firefight well alright not that fierce since I did not fire my Advanced Law Assembly but I will settle with severe. We were left with the clean up a job which it seemed was picture perfect for the Voice. He and the other specialists on the Montauk Team were able to erase any knowledge of the other dimension as well as existence of Vampires and Zombies.

Our return to Montauk was somewhat anticlimactic but we stayed on guard for any activity and on August 5th 2011 paid a visit to the New York Metro Museum just to be sure. Everything went smooth as silk and I went back to training.


For the most part I learned that there must have been a side effect of the transfusion of Agent Summers blood into my system for after extending myself on the previous mission I found that my teleportation range had diminished. I therefore threw myself into the training room to find a way fix that problem. In the end I managed to find a way to extend a psychic shell and transport with objects within that shell. I also found a way to deal with the newly inherent issue with teleporting from moving objects. In the past I had not realized that my own control of my own mass did not extent to others so I had to learn to compensate for additional mass.

I was so focused on my training that I for the most part withdrew from the others since I really had not found any reason to get close to them and with the exception of Agent Smith who I felt I had let down I did not want to. So I threw myself into my new role which it seemed would be my new life and tried to put behind me my issues with the amateurs and professional killer known as Eagle Eye who had been put on the same team.

Chapter Eight :
Return To the Ship Of Necro

I had teleported the entire team including Agent Summers I can only deduce since we became separated and hurled to different locations on or around the world and beyond that something had gone terribly wrong. I can only surmise that the moving ship and some kind of barrier they were trying to raise had thrown off my transport. Cowboy and I ended up in the sky above the Pacific Ocean. Suffice to say when I tried to radio to Montauk Base they were not who actually responded. It was a mysterious Base 17 with directions on how to get us home which entailed not speaking of the incident and taking a drug and being told we would wake up on the USS Tempest.

Shade had been the most fortunate for he had arrived near Montauk Base and been able to teleport back to base. Eagle Eye it seemed had appeared in the sky and would have fallen to his death and if not for his regenerative abilities and awoke the next day. While Agent Summers and the Voice were somehow transported to a parallel dimension and did not make it back for a day and a half. Oddly though to them less than an hour had passed which was something worth noting.

The date was July 20th 2011 and everyone was alive and well back at Montauk Base and we were in the briefing room discussion out plans to rescue the crew of the Romanov and take down Necro and his crew of Zombies as well as a mysterious Dragon that had also been on board the ship before we left. Of course the side trip Africa to pick up Agent Summers and the Voice had been interesting we mainly focused on a plan to rescue the crew members of the Romanov.




It was brought our attention at the meeting that in addition to the crew of the Romanov the USS Tempest had been sunk trying to take the Romanov with any survivors believed to have been taken as additional hostages. So it came to pass that we made our way to the USS George H. W. Bush a Nimitz-class supercarrier that had been dispatched to deal with the situation. Agent Summers told us of another dimension and gave arcane amulets to both Shade and I telling us that we could use them to transport to the parallel dimension she and the Voice had just left. She had continued to explain how to locate a set of circular standing stones which we could use to travel anywhere we wished. It seemed being able to teleport would make our return back to our own reality exact as opposed to random like her and the Voices return trip.

The Eagle Eye had also mentioned a strange woman who had seemed to be pulling all their magical tricks who had seemed unwilling to harm them who seemed familiar to Agent Summers. Agent Summers was taken aback briefly since she recognized the woman as Zara a Mystic in the other universe were she came from and they had been friends. So before we began our rescue in earnest I tried for a vision to see how our rescue might succeed.

I was distracted at first for I witnessed a strange unrelated or at least I thought of a distant time in the future of a laboratory and klaxons sounding something about Thor’s Hammer there only being twenty seconds and finally “May God have mercy on our souls.” I shook it off after telling the others what I say mainly for Eagle Eye since his mind it seemed was like a steel trap went into another trance. I saw the hostages in a cargo container in the hold surrounded by armed Zombies.

So our plan was adjusted to enable us to make our way to the ship and split up with my job to seek out the hostages and take them out of the equation. Agent Summers gave us all magical tokens which required her to kiss us to bestow a blessing on us which we could use once. The men seemed to literally melt in her presence and while I realized she was hot and all I also knew a lot of that had to do with her power since I not like women that way. So thankfully a kiss on the cheek was enough and we were ready to move out. As I often like to say it was Light Camera and Action.

Chapter Seven : To The Rescue On the High Seas

Of course once Agent Smith and Agent Summers came out of their ritual which they had hoped would give them some insight on the Vampire we had captured Agent Smith they did not take it well. To be honest Agent Summers seemed to understand although the same could not be said for Agent Smith which I understood. Don’t get me wrong it’s not like I was not willing to risk my life to save them but I was not about to throw it away by acting foolishly.

So I entered a precognitive trance to try and see their future and I was thankful to see that they still lived in my vision. From what I was able to determine they were on a ship within a pentagram being prepared for sacrifice. I was able to look up and I saw a full moon in the sky which meant they had three days. I had been worried because I had not discussed the vision that had caused me to leave them where they had not even lasted the day. Perhaps by removing myself from the equation I had saved them or at least I could tell myself that.

The ship I saw them on turned out to be Romanov the same ship that had incidentally on the dock near the warehouse base of Necro. Our men had already arrived on the scene and the magical wards were gone and warehouse of course empty. So that left us to arrange for a helicopter to fly us out the seven miles offshore once we had located the Romanov seven miles offshore. As we had neared the scene I noted the odd cloud cover surrounding the area and Agent Summers and I flew to the Romanov from about a mile out while I carried Agent Smith aka Shade to the ship. Summers said she could have flown us but the idea of being transformed into a mist like state for the transit had me a little bothered. As it was Shade had slipped from my grip and I had to catch him telekinetically he was alright but had seemed a little shaken but we arrived safe and sound.



Agent Summers had changed her attire into some kind of fey outfit and looked more prepared for a medieval fair than a rescue but I no one to argue suited up in a form fitted Environmental Suite over my bullet proof gear. When we arrived there was a little action but nothing worth really reporting on but there was of course good news since as we had arrived on the interior of the ship we overheard Cowboy who it seemed was leading an attempted escape. Somehow Voice decided to make a lot of noise which made it necessary for us to make a quicker than I had anticipated emergency teleportation from the ship.

To be honest I had never felt such a gut wrenching pull on my entire being as on that day for my teleportation had gone drastically wrong. I remember hearing them sounding an alarm and trying to raise some kind of shield and the rocking of the ship in motion and the next thing I was almost blacking out. When the teleportation ended I felt a strange sensation that I can only describe as moving without moving which I would later learn was due to a dimensional shift. Somehow I had been bending the rules and not even realized it and on that occasion I had paid the price.

Chapter Six : Facing The Undead Master Necro

When we returned I had gone back to my room to change and I figured I would catch up on the briefing later on. Since honestly the whole Science and Magic thing I realized were part of the operations the fact that I am a genius has sometimes caused me to let others do the work while I focused on how to make sure everyone came home when the mission was over.

I learned the hard way very quickly I am going to have to take a more hands on approach in the future. For when I returned to the briefing room to catch up with Cowboy he let me know that we were moving out as we had a lead on location of a gang related to the men I had seen called the Bu Dongs. If I had known at the time that Agent Summers and Agent Smith were at the moment involved in a mystical ritual that they would not be able to break for at least an hour I would have insisted that we waited.

Instead I will make a long story short. We traveled back to the Sanford Hotel first to make sure we gave the place a second look. Before we made the teleport from the hotel to a nearby warehouse near the docks and of course the Brooklyn Bridge I had a horrifying vision. In the vision I saw the figure with the Skull Mask on his face ripping into the others with blinding speed and myself teleporting away. I informed the others and I don’t know if I did not put enough horror into my performance but they seemed to not believe me and still wanted to move on.

We arrived on the room of the other warehouse in sight of the warehouse reputed to be the hangout of the Bu Dongs. Of course we were spotted and the place was even being staked out by the NYPD. With a quick call to Agent Jarvis at Montauk Base and another call placed by Cowboy using his police contacts the area was ours. I again warned them that I thought this was a bad idea but instead they wanted to move on and Eagle Eye wanted to stay behind to cover us with his sniper rifle.

What happened next began and was over so quickly if I had blinked I would have missed it. As we came closer the other Cowboy spotted mystical runes on the building which were confirmed by Eagle Eye as transportation runes. In other words on a side not the fact that we had learned that the NYPD had raided the warehouse and never found anything began to make sense. I of course called this new development into Agent Jarvis and he arranged for a team to be dispatched so we could sit and observe their operation. I had actually started to walk back to the other warehouse when suddenly the Voice moved to the door and knocked and when the door was answered used a password that Eagle Eye had seen in a vision to gain entry. Of course it was not that simple for when the Zombie saw him it reached to grab him and of course Eagle Eye blew his head off.

Seconds later Cowboy was in action shooting the hinges on the door seemingly getting ready to storm the warehouse. The Voice threw in a grenade while I moved back and asked them if they wanted to pull out or should I retrieve Eagle Eye. In truth I felt that his position left him a sitting duck as it were. Right on time the figure from my vision appeared and began to rip into the Voice and Cowboy and they were both taken down as I arrived via teleportation at Eagle Eye’s side. The Voice had kept calling for me to shoot them with my Advanced Law Assembly. I had even pulled it off my shoulder and started getting it ready to fire.

Eagle Eye had fired at who I would later learn was Necro the Undead Master and of course his bullets bounced off his skin. Some might call it cowardice and truthfully I don’t care what they think for I was following my Father’s adopted credo “Those that fight and run away, may live to fight another day.” So I left told Eagle Eye as I had yet another vision that we were soon to all be captured by Necro that we had to leave now! He of course quoted some credo about not leaving a man behind which I thought was ridicules if he didn’t stand a chance so I left him my Advanced Law Assembly and told him to resist me if he wished and teleported by to the Montauk Base.

As I returned I flew as quickly as I could to the interior of the Base trying to find out why either Agent Smith or Agent Summers had not been dispatched to us as I had left an open communications link since the Voice had made his move. I was soon informed by Agent Jarvis that they were both still in a ritual and he hoped they would soon be available. I had to calm myself for while I pride myself on my even tempered nature I had never known what it felt like to lose someone I had either been entrusted to transport or that I had ever transported. I felt terrible for they had left with me and not returned with me.

Chapter Five : The Undead Have Arrived

We had decided to travel to the Sanford Hotel and even gone so far as to book reservations in a room across the hall from our target Sara Thomas. Racer X had once again been put on some special high risk duty assignment where his talents were supposedly invaluable. Either way we were committed and moved on Voice, Eagle Eye, Cowboy, Shade and I arrived near our Sanford in the morning as it was still early on July 19th 2011.

We had decided to make our move early and barely even had to use our new disguises as Eagle Eye had been able to spot Sara in her room. She had looked unconscious which was why we had decided to move in. Things quickly became exciting as no sooner had we arrived on the 4th floor then Cowboy took off down hall as it seemed he had seen a door on the other end of the hall close. I followed him when I was able and found him down the stairwell in an incoherent state. Meanwhile Voice and Eagle Eye had moved to room 406 when I suddenly picked up a psychic vision of them being attacked by a man who literally burst thru the wall taking them by surprise. I informed them via our communication links so they switched tactics and I saw that they were still ambushed. So I sent a final message telling them to be careful.

I teleported down the hall to the aid of Cowboy and returned same way to rejoin Shade who had just exited the elevator and was moving up to room 403. Of course inside the adjoining rooms Voice and Eagle Eye were not dealing with two Vampires and one had already charmed Eagle Eye into attacking the Voice. The Voice continued to unload on Sara while yet the Vampire I had seen in my vision began to menace him. Fortunately I was able to literally able to slap Cowboy out of his trance. I had also called on Agent Summers just in case and she had informed us she could be there in seconds if we needed her. Cowboy made the call and she swooped in to assist.

Honestly I am not really sure if we would have been able to take out the actually transplanar humans who had become hosts for their Vampire hosts. On the other hand once Agent Summers had arrived on the scene it was a mute point anyway. As they were soon defeated contained and returned to the Montauk Base for analysis.
We never did find out exactly had put the whammy on Cowboy but we did find clues in the rooms which included fake passports. In addition we were able to track her travel which had included London, England, Alicante, Spain, and Congo of South America. It left us with clues that I am sure Eagle Eye would work to decipher. It also left us with new body snatched humans for the Doctors to study. All in all not a bad operation if I did say so myself no one hurt no one captured everyone safe and accounted for but of course things were about to change.

Chapter Four : Frost And The Gauntlet

I had been sitting in a briefing room with my comrade in arms of the newly formed DSEA and to be honest I was daydreaming or actually seeing visions of the future but I will get back to later. The night had passed and my dreams had been filled with glimpses of images that I was still trying to piece together. We had all retired to our rooms the night before and when I rose I found a note asking that I be at the meeting room by 9am. Roy had returned and looked quite sporty in his Eagles T-Shirt as if from some secret mission to join us and be part of said briefing. The day was Saturday July 10th 2011 and I was starting to feel like I had joined the military I mean really 9am give me a break.

Very little was revealed during our so called briefing regarding Melissa and Iain but Agent Summers had seemed to do her best I am sure. She had of course fully healed by then actually both her wounds and her cloths both had returned to a pristine condition even before we had arrived back at the Motel even before we had returned to base but that is perhaps another tale of a Class Four or Five Threat. Although I will admit it’s entirely possible that I was caught up in my visions and may have missed important details.

Before Agent Summers had closed our little briefing she had informed us that the so called Director of the DSEA known as the Professor felt we needed to be trained in Team Cohesiveness and Operations. Wow I was literally stunned speechless over the whole affair I mean did they really believe with a loner assassin like Eagle Eye in our midst we could pull that off. Its worth they were actually offering a number of other classes in Survival, Firearms, Surveillance, Forensics, Parapsychology, Occult Lore, and even Computer Science. Agent Summers continued to explain we would be taking the week long course TCO starting that very day and our guest instructor would be arriving shortly. She then as if saving it up for last before she left told us that the DSEA would be following a policy of full disclosure. It seemed we would have an hour before our instructor arrived to discuss ourselves among ourselves since when we returned to our rooms we would find detailed dossiers on everyone.

I had chosen that moment to speak up and said “Really do they really expect that to work?” Gunslinger chose that moment to speak up. “Well sure why not why don’t you start.” I had looked at him like the stranger that he was and replied. “Feel free to do the honors the pleasure should be yours.” He decided to take up the gauntlet which then slowly moved around the conference table with of course some being more forthcoming than others as I had expected. I mean seriously did I really want to know the personal details of the life of a cold blooded assassin like Eagle Eye. I had spent most of my life making sure I did not have that kind of information since a warning my Father had once give me. He had told me “Amanda always stay mindful of the quiet one’s for you never know when they may suffer a psychotic break.” Don’t get me wrong I was not calling Eagle Eye crazy far from it but his view of reality was far different from mine and while his skills might very well prove necessary I would have much preferred if they did not.

Flint Cascade was therefore kind enough to take the floor first. --------------------------------


Revision

My method of telling this tale shall now take a quite different path as I shall admit I am more than just a little emotional and I will admit quite a few transitions have occurred since I last started my last entry so therefore I will move on but I will instead stop filling these pages with my own shall we say inner drama and deal more with the facts until I have dealt with said drama.

So moving on Flint Masters now goes by Cowboy and was before he joined the team was a former undercover special division New York cop who had killed an innocent. Agent J was actually named Jay Smith and was a former West Point Graduate Marine and Secret Services Agent who now used the handle Shade. While Roy Pruitt was a former NASCAR driver who claimed the title Racer X. Randal Cole or The Voice since he was only in his former life a tabloid reporter kept his name as gifts of Illusion allowed him the luxury. Eagle Eye our resident assassin chose to keep his handle as well and who knows if his story is real or contrived such is his nature so I will him the mystery he wishes to be. Meanwhile my own cover was blown and as my codename as the Transporter was still my valid CIA codename I adopted one for DSEA missions of Future.
We were required by the DSEA to attend teamwork classes for a week designed to allow us to integrate our abilities into a productive unit which concluded so ten days later with being introduced to the Gauntlet test site. An old family friend Jason Borez or Agent Frost to the others had been our trainer and the test was in the end nothing more than a trip in a virtual mindscape. Oddly it had been designed to teach us the meaning of a no win scenario.

So it came to pass was then July 18th 2011 and I awoke early from a bad vision as it were. I had seen myself in a nondescript bar and a handsome gentleman was motioning for me to come with me and I seemed utterly compelled to accompany him. So when a few hours during a briefing where Agent Summers revealed to us what I will call the rest of the story and I had a vision concerning the New York Metro Museum I had a feeling the events were connected.

My vision which had included a Black man in voodoo makeup along with three others and a Caucasian male had been discussing if what they sought was in the museum and they were told by the voodoo faced man that indeed it was. I also was able to determine that the event I was viewing dealt with a date in the near future August 5th 2011. My vision had been triggered by the New York Times newspaper that had been left on our meeting table.

With the aid of the newspaper, Cowboy, Agent Summers and Eagle Eye we were able to eventually determine that the object they were seeking was the mythical Cup of Dionysus which had it seemed somehow entered the private collection of artifacts reputed to have come from Queen Dido former Queen and founder of the ancient Greek city know as Carthage. The Cup was of course some component to a mystical ritual which might disrupt the very Continuum itself.

With the aid of Eagle Eye and the Tech Michael Davis we were able to identify the Caucasian male from my vision as a British citizen Gregory Wilhelm. He had mysteriously vanished six months prior. On a hunch I asked him them to continue their search on similar disappearances around the same time period. Eagle Eye found a young woman named Sara Thomas who had also been a student of Archeology like Gregory and who had vanished around the same time. I asked him if he could search for her using his clairvoyant gifts and believe it or not he found her nearby in the Sanford Hotel in Queens New York.
Suffice to say that was going to be our next stop but of course first we had to acquire new cover identities and cloths to match the business district we were travelling into as not to as they say blow our cover. I helped the others choose appropriate attire and after double checking our credentials we were ready for our next move as Agents of the DSEA.

Chapter Three : The Rest Of The Story

It could be said that having abilities and powers that are far greater than those possessed my most mortals could lead to a swelled head. I have said in the past that I had a Christian upbringing and a section of Luke Chapter 12: Verse 48 from the New International Version of the Bible that has always helped to keep me grounded. Here it is for non-believers “From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.” Now for the record I am not calling all non-believers infidels or anything like that, really it is not for me to judge so I won’t. So when I had used my telekinesis to lift the sports car holding Melissa up to the roof of the bank I had been standing on I had every intention of teleporting her to safety. Of course the Executioner as well as his employer ADAM and backup who were already proving themselves hard to subdue and that’s putting it lightly since they obviously had other big party plans.

It was of course Friday July 9th 2011 near 7pm and was focusing my will to transport the sedan. I felt the slight mental shift of energies that always occurred before a teleportation but instead of the usual feeling of transition and travel instead I felt a gut wrenching pull on my psyche. That’s truly the only way I can describe it I felt my powers being pulled from me to the street below. Perhaps I should back up a few seconds for actually it was a busy few seconds and unknown to me I was dealing with an ADAM.

Now what exactly was an ADAM well let me jump back just a few seconds and bring everyone else into the picture so as to set the scene. The fluid Gunslinger had fell back across the street from the motel all the while continuing to fire at Eduardo a former KGB presumed dead operative and there three hired Mercenaries. Meanwhile the Voice had fired the Nausea Gun from inside the motel room and while ADAM had been unaffected the Executioner or Iain was doubled over in pain. Of course that was no doubt just the distraction that Eagle Eye had needed to place a shot in to his head which literally caused it to explode. Eagle Eye had of course been set up down the street on a nearby roof top about three blocks away. It was at about that moment when Adam went into action.

Adam stepped up and teleported up to the roof arriving right next to me and made a slightly annoying comment about my beauty. I of course had kept our communication line open on my communicator and even dual recording from both my spy watch and my belt buckle where I had my I-Phone 4 attached. So I had wasted not time in letting the others know that Adam was on the bank roof with me. That was of course also about the time we had received a communication from headquarters or Camp Hero if you will with a warning that was a little late if you ask me.

We were suddenly informed that the man who had been standing next to Iain Crawford the so called Executioner was an ADAM. To add insult to injury he was also reputed to be a Class Three Threat. So for the record while I would not have considered my abilities or those possessed by the other members of my team to be considered lesser by any means compared to normal humans. It seemed our abilities paled in comparison to the scales used by the DSEA since it seemed there were two classes above our power level. In fact it seemed the only bit of good news seemed to be that support was on its way. The woman who had been speaking over our open communications channel I did not recognized but would later learn was our own version of what would have to call a Class Four or Five Threat Agent Arwyn Summers. For within seconds a storm started to form above us and I would have sworn I heard a sonic boom and while it was of little help at the moment I realized something. What I had realized was that we needed to stall Adam long enough for our backup to arrive.

For the record even while things were happening fast and furious as they say my will was sufficient to enable me to keep my calm. While I did so it struck me that our so called support being Agent Jarvis had once again sent us into a situation far beyond what they had anticipated. So much so that it seemed that a secret weapon was being sent to our location who it seemed would be powerful enough to deal with a Class Three Threat. I had realized one thing in that moment as I stood on that bank roof looking at the mountain of a man who was an ADAM and it was time for my close up. Well actually it was perhaps a little more complicated but still a simple one for my Father had drilled into me words from his of his favorite song the Gambler by Kenny Rogers.

I will quote the lyrics for those who have never had to chance to either hear them or read them. “You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ‘em. Know when to walk away and know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.” Enough said.

Now back to the action ADAM had stood before me and with two deft moves not only ripped the door off of the sedan but then reached inside and pulled the still unconscious Melissa out of the car and held her there while he continued to eye me. At the time I was hoping that Eagle Eye would chose that moment to fire a bullet into back of ADAM’s head but he seemed to be more determined on shooting at Eduardo. Well I could not just wait so I figured time to fold. So I stepped up to ADAM and touched Melissa and focused my will like I never had before and teleported back to the gatehouse of our base. It was the oddest sensation that I have ever felt for while I had felling that my teleportation ability was being blocked to say nothing of the intense migraine.

When I had arrived at the gatehouse an actual gate had been opened an aperture or window which I could sense led back to where I felt my power still remained attached. In other words I could tell that someone could walk right through the window and return to the bank roof. As a matter of fact that was exactally what ADAM did a moment later. So call me coy but as soon as he stepped thru I was waiting to step back since I figured if backup was on the way as well as Eagle Eye’s sniper rifle then it was best to return and hope that he would follow me.

It had worked as I had expected and while I had tried to maintain a conversational banter he seemed immune to my charms. Of course he followed me back to the roof and then he moved closer and grabbed me by the throat with only one hand I might add. Meanwhile I was still holding Melissa and of course trying to keep him calm. Meanwhile Eagle Eye was still busy firing into the street and I noticed that the Voice had been gunned down. I noticed that my invisible companion Agent J who had not seemed to make a move but in reality it seemed he was also a psychic healer and had teleported down the room to aid the Voice.

It seemed that ADAM had been talking to me about a briefcase that had belonged to the former Executioner and of course information that the unconscious Melissa might possess. I of course had tried to convince him that we could share the information. While on the ground it seemed that Eagle Eye had yet to notice that I needed his help. Since he was still shooting at the sidekicks on the ground and if it had not been for Agent J’s telekinetic shield he would have been gunned down by one of his stray shots. Well thankfully Gunslinger had managed to convince the remaining sidekicks since Eduardo was also down to surrender and drop their guns. Finally with the situation on the ground settled Eagle Eye was finally able to bring his attention to Adam and I on the roof and just in time I might add.

Adam had intensified his hold on my throat and had honestly given me the scariest look I had ever seen and told me to tell him about my companions. I wish I could be writing that I had laughed in his face and only given him my alias and my FBI badge number. But to be honest I feared that at that moment if I had not told him everything he had wanted to know then with a snap of his fingers he would have separated my head from my neck. Thankfully before I was able to give him more than the names of all of my companions he was shot in the back of the head by a fifty caliber shell from Eagle Eye’s sniper rifle. So perhaps Eagle Eye might be a little bloodthirsty for most people but then again like my Mother favorite quote. “Someone ever tries to kill you; you try to kill ‘em right back!”

Eagle Eye had said over our open communication link after ADAM had fallen to the ground Transporter get out of there. Like I have mentioned before he really did not need to say it I knew it was time to run. Which of course caused ADAM who it seemed was regenerating right before my eyes and also gave Agent J the chance to revive the Voice with his Healing Touch. I had chosen to head for our Cleaners who we had set up about a mile south of the Motel as I could feel whatever effect that ADAM had used on me to share my Teleportation start to wear off. I had heard a crack of thunder and I heard from the open communication link that our back up had it seemed arrived. Which did not really help me for no sooner had I arrived than ADAM once again appeared to continue our previous conversation.


Let’s just say what happened next anyway you might want to put it impressive. For from the sky Agent Summers flew in and landed about hundred feet away from me. She then called forth a sword from out of time and space and rushed him leaping and finishing with and acrobatic sword attack the believe it or not missed. Adam tried to swing at her and she moved with such speed and grace I can’t even say I have seen my Mother move quicker and missed. He followed up with what seemed like an attempt to leech her power but she resisted. Agent Summers must have been holding back for when she stepped in she put ADAM on full defensive striking him once with an impressive backswing and following up with strike that I am sure would have crippled any lesser man as she had stabbed him with her sword in his leg. She then tumbled back not doubt in an attempt to pull him away for the Cleaners and me but ADAM was not having any more of Agent Summers. Instead he yelled at her with an air of contempt “Everything has changed now that I know you can bleed!” He then used my fading teleportation power to disappear.

As Agent Summers walked back to us I had asked her why she had landed so far away before rushing ADAM. It had been my deduction that he might have been able to zap my telekinetic flight which was why I had not tried to fly away with Melissa. She confirmed my suspicions letting me know that she landed one hundred feet away and rushed him since she needed to stay out of his power draining range. She also said something about boosting having boosted her flight to a level that prohibited it use in combat. Form our open communications I could tell that everything was contained back at the Motel and we still had possession of the case. But both Agent J and I were temporally exhausted since he had teleported back to the base gatehouse with Eduardo in tow. So it was up to the others to hold down the fort as it were for about ten minutes or so until we rested enough to recover them.

As I had waited only one thing nagged at me the teleportation portal created by ADAM and I was something I had never seen before. Now what was really odd was that I had thought I had seen something inside that portal. I of course had taken a little time to get to know Agent Arwyn Summers a little better. I will admit along with Gunslinger I was also a bit perturbed due to the fact that we had been lied to by Agent Jarvis who seemed to be according to Agent Summers our Director of Operations. Under most circumstances I would have pushed the issue but she told me that she needed to contain the situation at the scene with the aid of the Voice after which she would be holding a briefing back at the base where everything would be explained and all of our questions answered.

So with little fanfare a story was put together regarding Eduardo who was a terrorist who had been presumed dead who was framed for everything. It seemed that Agent Summers only had to touch the Voice and his powers were magnified which enabled them to sell all the bystanders to the idea that it was a Homeland Security matter that had been handled. I of course had removed the car from the roof and Gunslinger wanted to take it back to base for study. Of course that was cool by me plus I figured our buddy Michael could have a good time supping it up. So I readied myself and had returned everyone to the Gatehouse outside our base and it was time for our briefing to begin.

I will not go over all that transpired in our briefing but suffice to say Gunslinger, Agent J and to a lesser extent the Voice were not exactly pleased with the deadly accuracy of Eagle Eye. He took it well I thought but who really knew since he reminded me of a cool and calculating machine. I will make note of one thing that was not in the briefing it seemed that the dreams some of team or in reality Project Sentinel had witnessed were not actually a dream but had been instead a shared memory from our good Agent Arwyn. It seemed the Sword of Damocles had actually come to her during the so called Merging from Dionysus believe it or not the reputed Greek God. To make it clear the Merging was an event that had merged all of reality included parallel as well as alternate worlds which had occurred in 2008. It seemed the fate of all reality hung in the balance and only Sword of Damocles wielded by Agent Arwyn had saved the day. Now somehow she had created a nexus or singularity which had stopped a wave they believe would destroy reality. Of course somehow the singularity had been stolen while she had been recovering. That was only the beginning for in aftermath our world was altered where many lost not only their abilities but also their memory of them and even alien influences gained possession of their alternates.

That is of course putting it mildly of course but suffice to say only with the aid of the blood of Arwyn were our abilities and memories restored. It seemed that now that we knew the rest of the story as it were it was time to stop thinking about it and do something about it. It of course also seemed that we had many new potential enemies and very few allies. And don’t let me forget to mention in the case we found the missing Diazol but of the forty eight vials of which had been created twenty four doses should have been in the case but twelve were missing. So it seems the plot continues to thicken but I would not want it any other way for while I knew our team needed to work out our differences with the likes of Gunslinger, the Voice, Eagle Eye, Cowboy Roy, Agent Jay in the mix all we needed was a DJ and we would be rocking and rolling in no time. I of course had the experience for the job but they were some rough boys and it might take some time before our band would be able to find its harmony so planned to wait and see if a lead singer chose to take the microphone and lead.

Chapter Two : Agents Of The DSEA

I will start off with the facts it was mid-morning around ten twenty am on Friday July 9th 2010 and Roy and I had just escaped certain death after just barely teleporting thru the shield surrounding it would seem the entire Montauk Air Force Station. I had tossed my bags containing my newly acquired equipment on my bed and figured it was time to change cloths since if the Law Rocket that had been shot into our van was to be any indication things were hot an were only likely to get hotter.

I needed to change from out of my black sweats shower and change into my all Armani white suit which I felt would work for Agent gear and I felt my red tinted wrap sunglasses would be the perfect finishing touch. I asked Roy if he could check on the team as I had grabbed my bags and headed to the shower. I realized we had recovered the body of Kelvin Matthews and that even what I could only call Orc like beasts had after their death changed into normal humans. Which of course left us with a few remaining members of an as yet unknown agency that seemed to be working against us in custody.

We were left with only two problems still one site for our Agents on the ground to handle the investigation into the unknown agency’s operative who had escaped and dealing with the public ramifications of a firefight and a law rocket explosion. While the other would be the cover story that would need to be put in place to prevent panic by the populace since a law rocked did not just explode on the street everyday. So it might be up to me to suggest a cover story and I had one that I thought might fit.

Thankfully I did not need to ever worry about for within only a few seconds there was a knock on the door. So I said to Roy “Roy could you be so kind as to answer the door.” Roy had replied “I’d be much obliged m’am.” He answered the door and waiting for us was an older blonde haired female DSEA Agent who introduced herself as Sharon Callahan.

Meanwhile there was radio chatter coming in from our Agents in the field. It seemed that they had located the body of Kelvin Matthews. In addition they confirmed they had the situation contained and had acquired several captives as well as one of the mutated beasts as well. It was also confirmed that someone who had been with the group we had secured had gotten way. The chatter continued while they asked for assistance in cleaning up the situation. So within moments Agent Sharon Callahan, Roy and I were back into the picture.

It seemed Agent Callahan was putting together a clean up crew to assist in cleaning up the site and she had already requested that Roy be the driver. It also seemed she had already put into a place a plan with the help of Agent Jarvis to institute a twenty mile blackout in the area. She even coordinated with MOG who wished to be known by the operative handle The Voice in order to create a reasonable distraction of an exploded gas main in order to relieve the populace. It seemed he also was being asked to hypnotize a few nearby locals of the cover story. She had then informed MIB who was called The Gunslinger by BOW or Agent John Smith or as he preferred Agent J that the local authorities would no doubt arrive before we would and to hold down the area until she arrived.

I chose that moment to speak up and inform her that the services of the others would not be needed as I could teleport our new transport back to the scene if the Voice could be so kind as to provide us with cover. I also questions Agent Callahan about the extent of the shield surrounding the base. She informed me the shield allowed teleportation within the base but attempting to transport thru it could prove to be difficult. She continued to relate to me that the shield extended to the exit gate of the facility. My idea worked for Agent Callahan and as she and Roy headed off to collect the team I informed her I would only be few minutes as I needed to quickly change.

Meanwhile Agent J it seemed had already been busy at the scene preparing t the captured operatives as well as the body of Kelvin Matthews for transport back to the base. While I was taking my shower I had informed him about the teleportation shield and where it would be safe to transport. He had already completed the transport called a team which had already begun securing both the evidence and the captured operative before I had even exited the shower. I did remember him saying to them to careful with some kind of cane that seemed to have some sort of crystal at the tip before he transported back to the scene.

I had cleaned up and changed and teleported myself to the secure exit gate and awaited Agent Callahan and Roy who soon drove up and picked me up. Inside the van with them were four fully hazard suited techs with enough equipment to make sure they could secure the area. Once we had driven past the gate house I confirmed with the Voice that he was ready and with his go ahead I focused my will and visualized our location and triggered the telekinetic effect which would transform us into energy and transmit us thru a quantum wormhole to our destination instantly. Actually a quite complex equation which both my Father’s in each timeline had often discussed with me. The only problem they both still faced was of course how to create what they and both before and now could do by our will alone. Don’t ask me for while my Father had tried to ram physics down my throat and I had even finally decided to take him up on it the DSEA had come along and as they so “No matter where you go there you are.”

We arrived exactally where I had planned and Agent Callahan and the techs made their exit while the Voice who was nearby entered the van and joined me. I didn’t really see the need to exit the van and of course if I needed to depart since I did not have the ability to cloak myself as it seemed both the Voice and Agent J seemed be able to do. I will admit I admired that ability but not in a jealous way more in a thoughtful way. I had asked if any of the Agents still on the scene needed a transport back to base as Agent Jarvis had asked us to convene at the base once we were clear. It seemed that AB was already on his way back being transported back by Agent J while Gunslinger was still following up a few leads it would seem.

So meanwhile I talked with the Voice and strangely he had wanted to discuss teleportation. He basically wondered if my teleportation was more like a transportation say from Star Trek for example. Since basically you are killed every time you are transported and recreated from new molecules when you arrive or some other method. He seemed relieved when I explained it the simple way that basically our bodies were converted into energy and transferred faster than the speed of light to our location and then transmuted back. We also discussed his powers which he seemed to have only acquired the day before and still getting the hang of them. I had mentioned to him about my two Fathers and the alternate reality I remembered and asked him if he remembered anything similar and at the time he had told me not really.

Within a few more moments I received notification that Gunslinger was ready for transport and Agent J transported him while I transported the Voice and after a short walk back to the secret entrance we were back within the confines of our underground base. I will have to admit the whole secret panel with the coded touch system in order to access the hidden elevator was a nice touch. We had of course received the instructions and were even met by my favorite tech the handsome if I do say so African American Michael Davis who was waiting to escort us to a briefing room to meet with Agent Jarvis. Not that I was looking for any action or anything I am not that kind of woman Christian upbringing and all. Alright it’s not like I had not slipped in the past but I had no intention of ever sleeping my way to the top or for that matter ever getting involved with and Agent or any one who worked for one. So Michael escorted us to the meeting room and while we walked I had inquired into the Law Rocket I was looking for and he informed me he was still working on it.

When we entered a large glass enclosed conference room where Agent Jarvis was already waiting and we all took seats and I thought the briefing or debriefing as it were would begin. Well so much for wishful thinking. I should perhaps back up a bit for along the way both Gunslinger and Agent J had been making comments about AB having some kind of information but that we were not worthy of knowing. I try to remain diplomatic and not ruffle feathers so let it pass for after all we had all just met and I really could not blame AB for being a little cautious. Heck even Agent J had warned me about talking to the Voice since he was a reporter by trade and I might soon find my tale of two worlds in the papers. I doubted it but to be honest I already had my cover story in place unlike the others for in my other life I was a trained Agency Operative and even in my own life I had worked with the Agency on a number of occasions but I shall not be speaking about that. So while AB insisted on speaking with Agent Jarvis alone I took the time to continue to review the Omni-Scanner that our tech Michael had acquired for me.

I will admit I was getting a few odd looks from a few of the others as I still carried a large shoulder bag or duffel which I was currently using to hold my new gear. No doubt they were wondering about the odd scanner I was working on. Is it my fault if they had not inquired about special equipment, but then again I figured they would catch up sooner or perhaps later. Thankfully AB came back in with Agent Jarvis and the meeting would finally be able to begin. Believe it or not we now had either names or at the very least code names for everyone except our mystery man AB. This of course lead to me asking AB what his name or code name was and he answered with the code name Eagle Eye. So of course I wondered it his first name was Eagle and his second name Eye but hey it was a starting point better than calling him AB.

Our meeting officially began with Agent Jarvis informing us that no one within the DSEA had any idea that we let the base we would run into the kind of resistance that we had. He shared with us information about other dimensional beings who it seemed were able to possess their counterparts in our dimension which it seemed had involved a Project Sentential back in 2007. It also seemed a former member of MI-6 was now a professional mercenary and assassin named Iain Crawford in addition to being a former associate of Eagle Eye known as the Executioner was also involved. It seemed that he had been spotted by Eagle Eye who failed to tell us of his importance which of course in the long run aided in his escape. All I thought at the time was that wouldn’t it have been groovy if we had all trusted each other.

Did I forget to mention that Iain like the rest of my new team it seemed was known to have powers but the exact extent of those abilities was for the moment still remained yet another mystery to be solved it would seem. For the record Agent Jarvis revealed that we were all considered Class One threats which of course caused me to wonder as to the abilities possessed by my new team. Our conversation had turned to how we might locate Iain and as I had looked at his picture in the dossier provided by Agent Jarvis my mind started to catch on something. As I was reading the dossier on Kelvin Matthews my mind kept wandering back to something and then I had caught it the name of Kelvin’s girlfriend Melissa.

It all started to fall into place I had seen Iain and Melissa somewhere before and while I had been talking to the Voice I had even remembered something about a sword that reminded me of Excalibur. We a short side discussion where along with the Voice and Agent J we were able to determine that everyone had dreams of some sort. I knew in alternate universe I used to possess Precognition and I wondered if perhaps my dream which had included Iain and Melissa was perhaps a glimpse of the future. But it seemed that the sword in question was it seemed too old to be Excalibur with Agent J placing it somewhere in the time of the ancient Romans circa somewhere BC. So with one lead down I focused my mind and tried to remember all that I could from my dream.

As I concentrated I remembered Iain standing above Melissa who was tied to a chair in what looked like a hotel or motel room. He was showing her a picture of Kelvin and asking her about the location of the item he did not mention. The next thing he had cut her ear off and the last images I was able to remember was a clock in the room indicating the time at 6:01pm and a picture of the Montauk Radar Dish. I informed the others of what I had remembered and Agent Jarvis put our techs to work trying to track down a place of lodging that might have such a painting. While we waited the others began to discuss strategy and Eagle Eye revealed to us just why the name he chose was well deserved. For it seemed he possessed the ability to see beyond and witness events miles away from him as if he were there what some might call Clairvoyance. I will admit his secretive and sullen manner were not really my style but having a Clairvoyant in our midst almost made up for it.

It was only 11:30am when our tech Michael walked in with good news he had found the location of the painting the Chateau Motel only forty miles away. So I asked Michael to pull up the location on a digital map so that Eagle Eye could use it as a focus. At which point a huge argument started between Eagle Eye, Agent J and Gunslinger over him needing to be placed in a proper location in order to be able to use his sniper rifle. The argument pretty much bored me since I realized he would see the area before we did in real time and be able to inform us how to proceed not the other way around. I actually tried to remind him of that but he literally bit my head off before I could even explain my point. It seemed like instead of following other leads were going to make plans to stake out the Chateau Motel which seemed odd to me as we had hours before Iain and Melissa were due to arrive but who was I to talk. So instead and to give the men time to cool off I informed them I was going to freshen up and would be back in a little while.

Honestly there had been way to much testosterone in that room that room and since I did not possess the ability to sense danger as a few of the team I suspected could. I chose instead to remove myself from the equation and if they needed they knew where to find me. I therefore changed into a more classic outfit which consisted of a navy blue jacket with matching skirt of course black panty hose and my matching ballerinas. So alright my huge duffle bag with my M-16 and ammunition and other assorted gear would look a bit out of place but my Desert Eagle pistol would look fine in my regulation holster and my back up Dixie Derringer would fit perfectly in my wrist holster which only left my CRKT Ultima hunting knife strapped across my back. In other words I was ready to rock and roll and to be honest all I felt I was missing was a Law Rocket.

Well thanks to Agent J and my favorite tech Michael that was soon remedied. Agent J told me he had someplace to show me so I took his hand and we teleported onto an airport runway. I had a feeling he had missed his target and a moment later we appeared near what looked like an Air Force hanger. At which point he handed me a document telling me that with it I could acquire my Law Rocket. He had then confirmed that I could get myself back and after I had confirmed that I could he vanished. Within a few moments a flash of my badge and a little innuendo I had a quite Advanced Law Assembly. Granted there were a few questions about the so called blackout but of course I gave nothing away mentioning need to know information regarding why I needed the Assembly and not revealing that I knew anything about the blackout. Of course they included the instructions which I would of course review and ten extra shells. Let’s just say I was quite excited to have the Law Assembly which actually seemed to worry Gunslinger which struck me at the time as quite odd.

I took the time to explain while not at first successfully that the Law was a last resort weapon but that I wanted to make sure we had the option available if we needed it. He seemed relieved after that for which I was relieved and after studying the satellite image of the area surrounding the Chateau Motel I was ready to transport the team. The others deployed with the Voice heading while invisible into Iain’s room, Eagle Eye to a nearby rooftop with the aid of Agent J and Gunslinger choosing to scope the area from the ground. We still had hours to kill and I had to admit I was hungry so after a quick contact with Agent Jarvis we headed to lunch.

Of course during my communication with Agent Jarvis I confirmed that the nearby three story back bank roof was indeed under surveillance and we controlled it. So I had of course stashed my duffle bag and my Law on the roof before heading to a quite relaxing lunch with Agent J. He had picked a quite little restaurant were we could pose as business people on a business meeting or date take you pick either way we pulled it off. He figured wisely that we could be miles away since we could both teleport so why not enjoy ourselves. He had even taken the precaution to call in a support and clean up team just in case things got shall we say exciting with the Executioner Iain. I would almost think he might have a tendency for Precognition himself but I had to admit I did enjoy his company.

It was a little after five when Eagle Eye reported that he had spotted Iain and Melissa along in a Sedan along with an SUV escort making their way to the scene of the future mutilation. After discussing the location on the bank roof where I had stashed my equipment Agent J agreed to come with me once Eagle Eye confirmed to us that they were within a minute of the motel. I also wanted to be there because while I was not a healer like my father I hoped to be able to persuade Eagle Eye to not just shoot Iain. I had a feeling he was working for someone and if he just killed him then we might never find out who he had been working for. Since after reviewing Iain’s file he did not really strike me as the criminal mastermind type more like the hired muscle really. Also Agent J wished to travel invisibly so there was not need to rush.

I made the jump to the roof and listened for my teammates to make their moves. From what I heard there were three people in the sedan one being Iain also one of his henchmen and Melissa. While the SUV contained four others and while the all exited their vehicles I asked the others to let me when Melissa was alone in the car as I had a plan to retrieve her. Well right about that time Eagle Eye opened fire and I heard someone cry out and Iain ducked and scrambled under the SUV. At which point Gunslinger began to open fire as I quickly told him my plan to lift the sedan up to me and teleport away with it to the location of our clean up team. I had already worked out the plan with Agent J already and I was good to go but Gunslinger for some reason wanted me to teleport down to the car which I was not going to do.

You might ask why well with someone called the Executioner down there dodging bullets and having others bounce of his chest I did not want to end up in his sights anytime soon. Let Gunslinger dance around the gunfire if he wished Agent J was still nearby ready to pull him out if need be. So I reached out with my mind and extended my range the full ninety feet from the roof to the car and lifted it with Melissa inside and began to move it to me. Of course I had asked the Voice if he could help me out with the illusion of a whirlwind or something but in reality if my plan worked within another second the sedan, Melissa and I would be safely miles away before they even had a chance to fire another shot.

Time seemed to freeze for we seemed at a precipice with all of our lives hanging in the balance. I only knew one thing at the time for sure. Either I would be successful in my little snatch and grab or one of the Executioner’s henchmen would any second pull out something really sexy and things would be taken up to the next level. The next few seconds would be critical but then again from what I had already seen working for the DSEA was a lot more intense then working with the Agency ever was. Wait did I forget to mention I used to work for them in this timeline as well perhaps one day I will tell that tale.

Chapter One : Rebecca Harrison Agent Of The DSEA

I awoke in a nice room and let us suffice to say the Doctor who had been waiting to talk to me was none other than infamous Doctor Steven Knight. When I had first woken up I had feigned still being asleep in order to get a better idea of my surroundings. It seemed the overeager Doctor was more than willing to wait for me to regain my wits. I had only said one thing to him which looking back I will admit was not doubt an odd question. I had said “I this reality where am I? “. I know for someone as bright as I not quite the most intelligent first statement.

Doctor Knight had asked me “What do you mean my dear?” I had responded “Perhaps I will write it down for you since I seem to remember two realities.” He had been writing in a notebook and seemed quite eager to ask more questions. Well my Mother the spy had not raised an idiot and so all of my answers were vague. I we even thinking up my new history since it seemed the DSEA had indeed fulfilled their part of our little bargain. This meant of course according to the papers I had already signed before they gave me the Diazol I was now and an Agent of the DSEA. Of course that also meant I would need them to start processing my cover identity and I already had a name picked out.

I would become Rebecca Harrison and I quickly wrote up a back story which I sealed in an envelope and asked Doctor Knight if he could forward it up the chain of command. Since the rest of the day they hooked up to machines the likes of which I had not seen anywhere but my Fathers secret lab the renowned Scientist Doctor Morgan Anthony Whelton. Surprisingly Doctor Knight with the help of his son Doctor David Knight was able with their machines to determine the exact current limits of my abilities. Even more interesting were the other men at the facility who also seemed to be being tested and prodded.

With the exception of the odd questions being asked by the senior Doctor Knight about Vampires, Fairies and an entire assortment of other fantastic creatures the day passed quickly. It was funny while I had wanted to really extend my abilities and teleport to England I respected their wishes and stayed with the compound. Mostly I thought about the odd dream fragment that was still hanging in my consciousness.

It was really an odd event to remember and I only remember odd details. There was chubby somewhat gothic woman with loopy earrings who seemed to be being held by captive. Even more strange was the forest with the purple sky and odd stone etched with runes within which rested an ornate long sword. I would swear it reminded me of the legendary Excalibur Sword of Kings from the Arthurian legends. I actually was quite familiar with the story as I had recently attended a casting call for the role of Quinevere in a British series a few years back. I was a role that could have garnered me worldwide notice but looking back it’s a good thing I did not acquire the role.

It’s not that I am shy but then again I am not really outgoing and I have been trained to be inconspicuous in a crowd. Which was perhaps why I had not introduced myself to any of the other test subjects who were no doubt future Agents themselves. There were five of them and I had a feeling we might be being set up to work together.

Well I was right the night passed and it was the morning of July 8th 2010 and which I had rested quite peacefully I had a feeling something was up. Either way I had dressed taken a quick shower and dressed in my sweats and decided I would work out a little. So when one of the numerous techs who seemed to work at the facility had approached me and let me know that something was indeed up and I was being requested to go to a meeting room and meet an Agent Jarvis I was game but not really that excited.

I was actually the last to arrive as I had been of course taking my time since I actually liked to be fashionably late after all. Inside the conference room were five men no doubt my new team and what a motley bunch of thugs they all seemed. I will admit two of them stood out the one in a mostly green outfit who wore a gas mask and a fedora. The other was a blond haired blue eyed man who seemed like he would be more at home on a farm than in an office. The remaining three looked like extra’s for a spy movie two wearing black on black Armani suits and last sporting a grayish black suit and let me not forget two wore sunglasses.

No what was almost humorous none of the men spoke up and introduced themselves. Which in and of itself spoke volumes about their character. I mainly let me know that if I planned to learn anything about them or their abilities I would have to get closer to David son of the Senior Doctor Knight. Of course it’s not like I spoke up myself since in reality I did not really see myself being more than a Transporter as my codename would eventually indicate. I had the brain for planning and such but I wanted to wait and see if anyone would take the initiative and step up to the plate.

No one chose to step up so after a few minutes where I had been making notes in my notebook Agent Jarvis decided to join us and it was time to get the party started. Agent Jarvis informed us that there was indeed a situation. Doctor Steven Knight was missing presumed kidnapped and their entire stockpile of the special ability unblock drug Diazol had been stolen. Of course what was actually interesting is that he seemed to believe that the rag tag assortment of new Agents who surrounded me would up to the job.

Agent Jarvis gave us additional information which included information regarding who else besides the mad doctor had access to the Diazol. It seemed that there were three other besides his son who had access and one of them was actually missing. It seemed a Doctor Kelvin Matthews was missing and we would be following that lead. While an Agent Summers and the Junior Doctor Knight would be following another lead at his residence. He included anything we needed would be provided and that the junior Doctor Knight and the remaining staff including Agent Summers would be at our disposal. This support included it seemed a Top Secret Government Clearance, FBI badges affiliated with a special branch of Homeland Security and of course the underground base where we currently resided underneath Camp Hero or Montauk Air Force Station take your pick. Our new base it seemed was located on the eastern tip of Long Island, New York not far from my old high school and college stomping grounds go figure.

Thankfully we had a lead it seemed that there was a clue found the cell phone of Kelvin Matthews which it seemed had somehow been saved from the incinerator. One of our Men in Black want to be Agents had asked for the phone to be brought to us so our investigation could begin in earnest. Before the phone arrived Agent Jarvis had informed us that once we were set to depart we would be taking a lift to the surface where our equipment would be waiting for us. I gave Agent Jarvis a look and asked him if he had received my letter and he informed be everything would be waiting for me on the surface in our van along with our already mentioned equipment. Oddly he let us know we could have use of a new developed crowd controlling device designed to induce nausea in a cone like area called the V-Gun. BOW seemed eager to pick it up after asked first of course if anyone cared to try it out.

Agent Jarvis while we waited provided us with the official dossiers of both the missing Steven Knight and the missing tech Kelvin Matthews. I reviewed each dossier as did the others and I was struck by a very interesting fact and the bottom of Steven Knight’s dossier was a note from my Father claiming that the doctor was shall we say valuable but unstable and coming from my Father that spoke volumes. Let me just for a moment fill in a little insider information about my family which at this point is important. My Mother had been an Agent since college and was known as a cold, fast, and deadly operative. Now add to that she also regenerated and possessed physical abilities which could boggle the mind made her quite the protective Mother of her powerless children. Hence the lessons on combat and weapons since my Mother believed almost any problem could be solved with enough firepower. My Father on the other hand was sweetheart of a man who possessed gifts of healing which were miraculous to behold. He rarely had a bad word to say about anybody so the fact that he had gone on record about his concerns about Doctor Knight worried me a fact for the time being I had kept to myself.

A tech soon arrived with the cell phone and it turning out to be a Black Berry Pearl to be exact which our Black on Black Agent due to his black shirt which lacked a tie looked over after our Man in Green Agent seemed who had seemed to be having trouble. Which meant our let’s say Black on White agent due to his white shirt and black tie remained observant. Leaving our All Black Agent due to the black shirt with a matching black tie and our seemingly friendly Blond Country Agent along with me paying attention to the information gathered. It did not take long to determine that his last received call had come from a Doc’s Tavern and Grill which was only a few miles from the base.

Man in Green informed us that if we headed out to the bar he would be able to perform surveillance within the bar without drawing attention since he seemed to have the ability to turn himself invisible and even create lifelike sight and sound illusions. He continued on and stated that he even had the ability to speak at a distance from my left nipple which I actually found quite sexist and juvenile but I chose not to comment on it. Since after all he was putting together a plan which included the others deploying around the area as necessary as back up. Overall a good plan which would give me the chance to see the others in action and also remain with the van in case anyone needed backup since my teleportation abilities gave me the benefits of mobility which at the time I believed the others lacked.

So to keep the record straight we had BOB (Black on Black), BOW (White Shirt), AB (All Black) MIG (Man in Green) and the Blonde who I soon found out was named Roy. We had quickly taken the lift and arrived in an Air Force Base and we were able to easily find the waiting van as we had been led by one of our techs. Good thing too since when I looked over the van and its contents I was not pleased. So I informed our tech that I needed quite a bit of additional gear. I requested a M16A4 assault rifle with a detachable M203 grenade launcher with a few fragmentation, white phosphorous, and high explosive grenade for good measure. I followed up with a bullet proof vest, environmental protection suit, advanced detection devices, advanced infra-light intensifying goggles, and the finishing touches infrared and telescopic scopes for my Desert Eagle and my M16A4. Along with the advanced cell phone communicator with IPC and Satellite capacity of course with Bluetooth, and my new identity paperwork including my FBI badge and of course a few sets of official Agent cloths I was finally set to go.

The others it seemed were happy with the equipment they had already received and while I had inquired about a Law Rocket or a Heavy Machine Gun they were unable to meet my requests. So while Roy took the wheel I took the time to arrange my equipment so that I could carry in the two bags I had been provided. I could have taken the time to change but I figured I was the Transporter and I did not plan to get out of the van. It took a bit longer than I would have expected for Roy who was driving who had introduced himself to me and I to him as Rebecca to locate Doc’s Tavern and Grill. As a matter of fact we at first drove right past it not that it mattered for the like in the movies it seemed the director had just called action.

What happened next happened so quickly that if you had blinked or perhaps even sneezed you might have missed the entire event. We had driven past a street when BOB and AB seemed to notice something down the very street we had just passed. Roy had been slowing the van to allow MIG to exit and before he could BOB and AB jumped out first and started running down the street. Roy threw the van in reverse since he seemed to have noticed something as well asked me to put on my seat belt. He backed up in view of the street and I finally caught a glimpse of what the commotion might be all about.

Roy had backed up and MIG and BOW also jumped out leaving me and Roy alone in the van so I unfastened my seat belt grabbed my gear and moved up to the seat behind Roy and strapped myself in just in case had was going to try some stunt with the van. BOW when he had stepped out of the van said a line that I will admit was worthy of and action movie “Excuse me Missy, while I pull this out.” He had pulled out a Magnum Pistol and fired which if nothing else caused the crowd to start to clear out of our way. As the van had moved down the street I could make out the SUV and few somewhat frantic men looking to be around six trying to get in the vehicle in a hurry. There was a little radio chatter between AB and BOB and the next thing I knew someone had shot the driver while Roy it seemed was gearing up the van to ram the SUV.

A firefight quickly ensued and two large men like beasts with tusks believe it or not emerged around a corner and while one of them was quickly dispatched by the deadly aim of BOB. One of the seemed to escape unscathed but he was shot but I was unable to tell by who and then to make matters worse he was enveloped in an illusion that he was bleeding profusely which I attributed to MIG. Roy rammed the van into the SUV shaking up all of men inside and while I could see the remaining beast looking at us I asked Roy if he wanted to try the little trick again. He said sure and so I focused my will and teleported us included the van one hundred feet back so he could ram them again.

The next action I took almost proved my downfall for while I noticed that BOW moments later had himself teleported behind the still standing beast and placed his Magnum Pistol at the back of its head ready to fire. Now you might have asked why well perhaps I forgot to mention the beast had just seconds before extended a Law Rocket. Seeing that I again focused my will and attempted to strike him down with the power of my mind but having been the first time I had actually tried it in this reality I over did it and stunned myself. I heard over our communication link things about someone else who had separated from the group and even a body being found in a dumpster, we were dealing with but I could barely focus I could only tell that the remaining beast had pulled and extended a Law Rocket and fired.

Death was racing right toward me and I could not find the strength to move Roy had jumped out seconds before seeing the missile which it seemed had gone straight up but was coming right back down upon us leapt back in to attempt to pull me out of the van. I realized that MIB had actually fired at the missile but it had not seemed to have a noticeable effect. We had only one chance and I focused my will transported Roy and I back to my room at Camp Hero but I only just made it. While Roy looked at me astonished and even said “Why thank you Ma’am.” I had looked to him while holding my head and said as I dropped my new equipment on my bed since I had a headache “My pleasure kind Sir.” While we were safe and I was sure the other Agents were cleaning up the mess we had left behind. I came to the harsh realization that we had barely made it due to the fact that the base had an impressive shield around it that I had barely managed to penetrate when we arrived.

I soon would have to communicate with the Agents we left behind since I needed a few minutes to recover after my exertions and I realized we would need to coordinate our efforts if we were to make the best use of the information we had gained and if we expected to gain any insight on the as they say the one that got away. I could only remember something my alternate reality Father the eternal optimist used to always say to me any mission my little Transporter can teleport away from is a good mission if even one live is saved. Well I had fulfilled his mission objectives and I won’t get into what my Mother would have to say on the matter. I will instead hold my chin up and prepare to introduce myself to the others Rebecca Harrison and find out if we were going to open with each other or if I was going to have to continue to use the new code names I had come up with for them. Either way it was time to move on and close this scene so I will go ahead and say it Scene and Cut.

A Quite Different Beginning

My Mother always told me to be careful where you begin because you never know where you might end up and I will be honest for most of my life I believed her. To set the record straight I was born to the renowned Scientist Morgan Anthony Whelton and shall we say Actress Linda Emily Harrison. They were of course married but my Mother was far from liberal while my Father conservative. I was the last child born of four the baby you might say and perhaps that why I had a lot more freedom than my brothers Marcus and Nigel and of course my sister Christina. Now you might be wondering who I am well my name is Amanda Ericka Whelton and I was destined to become the Agent with the codename Transporter and this is my story.

I had a wonderful Christian upbringing and thanks to my tutor Alexander Holt and especially Father Graham in addition to the constant love and support of my parents my childhood was quite ideal. It goes without saying that my family was wealthy and my parents allowed me to indulge my love of the arts. My youth to be honest never really became that exciting until I was accepted into the prodigious Fiorello H. LaGuardia High School of Music & Art and Performing Arts in New York City. Suffice to say I was in for a few more surprises that I would have expected.

After a fun filled summer after my thirteenth birthday where the entire family had traveled to China to visit a few of my Fathers friends I soon learned about what I shall only call the Agency up close and personal. Perhaps a little back story might be in order my Father Doctor Morgan Anthony Whelton is a renowned Scientist and Physician and my Mother Linda Emily Harrison is a famous Actress. So the fact that we were wealthy and my parents were always being called away my Father to some lecture or another and my Mother to some exotic shooting location for her latest film did not really phase me. Since my tutor Alexander and Father Graham were always there whenever I needed someone to talk to.

As I was saying I had to put up with Marcus, Christina, and Nigel on the trip to China and for the most part they were fun to hang around but like I have already said I was in for a revelation. Now I should mention since I was a child my Father had kept me on a special medication called Whelton Five or W5 for short. Who would have guessed the drug I had been taking was actually a psi-inhibitor that my very own Father had been dosing me with until they felt I was old enough to use my abilities responsibly. So when on what was to be first day at what we students call LaGuardia Arts when everyone the entire family was in attendance even Mom and Dad at breakfast I should have picked up a clue. Suffice to say when I had asked about why my morning medication was missing and my Parents looked at me and said Amanda brace yourself it’s time for you to be filled in on the family secret it has only gotten better ever since.

My Father informed me that the reason he had been prescribing W5 was because I like my brothers and sister I had inherited a unique gene sequence that had granted me psionic powers which W5 had suppressed until now. My Mother had continued informing me that both her, Father and even my brothers and sisters were members of an Organization which was to only be known hence forth as the Agency. They had then laid out for me how LaGuardia Arts was in reality a training ground for young special agents of the Agency. My Father had let me know that my life was still my own and I was free to pursue the arts as was my intention or even the sciences if I chose but that from now on I would be learning how to use my inherent gifts to aid the Agency and protect our world from threats both alien and domestic.

The next four years at LaGuardia were a blur with training in my gifts which included telekinesis, teleportation and even regeneration. My father had told me that my mind was able to manipulate the molecular structure of my body both internally and externally which in turn made my quite impressive abilities possible. I had been given the codename of the Transporter. No doubt due to my ability to teleport more than five miles even with a passenger. There were many missions where my talents were put to use smuggling, kidnapping, rescue, even breaking and entering were operations where I saw action but mostly I was a blind. Basically meaning even today if someone were to ask me exactly who I may have transported or why I could not tell you. I relied on my training and an elaborate code which would place me in locations where field agents were able to find me to aid in their transport.

After graduation I was enrolled in the New York Film Academy where I acquired an Associate’s Degree in Fine Arts in Filmmaking and Acting as well as a one year conservatory program filmmaking program. Which I used to I continue on to St. John’s University for my Bachelors of Science in Television and Film. Finally on to Yale University where I was able to complete the three year Masters of Fine Arts degree in Acting in two years instead of three due to my talents.

Of course during that entire time I traveled the globe due to the extensive contacts of the New York Film Academy appearing in stage productions and minor roles around the world while continuing to work for the Agency which eventually led to my run in with the Department of Supernatural and Extranormal Affairs or DSEA for short. Basically I was set up I had been placed to perform a standard snatch and grab when suddenly the agent who had passed all the required security checks during our transport stuck a needle in my arm and I blacked out. I woke I know not how much later after having the strangest dreams which seem to still haunt me. I heard from a speaker in the room that I had transferred to the DSEA until further notice and I was to clean up dress in the cloths provided and proceed to a briefing with an Agent Jarvis. From the headache I had and with memory of a drug which I had heard my brother the chip off the old block Scientist Marcus and my Father talking about the symptoms seemed to match. So I had a feeling I knew what they had drugged me with and with my luck it was the new hyper-mutagen known as Diazol.

Well not much gets me down as I am pretty even tempered and all of my personal equipment was gone. So I rose showered dressed and prepared myself to find out just what the DSEA had in store with me. Granted I could have teleported away and went on the run but I realized something first. Either the DSEA was working against the Agency I had served loyally for over ten years which meant I needed to find out more or in reality the DSEA was the Agency and I needed to find out more. So it looked like I was up for another audition which meant soon it would be Light, Camera, Action and Transporter was ready for her close up.

In the Beginning

My Mother always told me to be careful where you begin because you never know where you might end up and I will be honest for most of my life I never believed her. To set the record straight I was born to the renowned Scientist Morgan Anthony Whelton and shall we say Actress Linda Emily Harrison. They were of course married but my Mother was far from liberal while my Father conservative. I was the last child born of four the baby you might say and perhaps that why I had a lot more freedom than my brothers Marcus and Nigel and of course my sister Christina. Now you might be wondering who I am well my name is Amanda Ericka Whelton and I was destined to become the Agent with the codename Transporter and this is my story.

I had a wonderful Christian upbringing and thanks to my tutor Alexander Holt and especially Father Graham in addition to the constant love and support of my parents my childhood was quite ideal. It goes without saying that my family was wealthy and my parents allowed me to indulge my love of the arts. My youth to be honest never really became that exciting even after I was accepted into the prodigious Fiorello H. LaGuardia High School of Music & Art and Performing Arts in New York City. I always had talent and looks but it never seemed to open the doors of opportunity that I had always thought I deserved.

It was yet another boring summer after my thirteenth birthday where the entire family had traveled to China to visit a few of my Mothers friends and where my Father had made arrangements to speak at some important Science Council meetings. Perhaps a little back story might be in order my Father Doctor Morgan Anthony Whelton is a renowned Scientist and Physician and my Mother Linda Emily Harrison is a famous Actress. Now the fact that my Father was also a Psion who possessed impressive psychic abilities while my Mother just happened to be a powerful Mutant with equally amazing abilities always really annoyed me. Since neither I nor any of my siblings ever showed any sign of and special abilities. So the fact that we were wealthy and my parents were always being called away my Father to some lecture or another and my Mother to some exotic shooting location for her latest film did not really phase me. Since my tutor Alexander and Father Graham were always there whenever I needed someone to talk to.

As I was saying I had to put up with Marcus, Christina, and Nigel on the trip to China and for the most part they were annoying to hang around but like I have already said my life was fairly depressing. Now I should mention since I was a child my Father had kept me on a special medication called Whelton Five or W5 for short. Who would have guessed the drug I had been taking was actually a psi-enhancer that my very own Father had been dosing me with hoping that one day my latent psionics might manifest. So when on what was to be first day at what we students call LaGuardia Arts when everyone the entire family was in attendance even Mom and Dad at breakfast I should have picked up a clue. Suffice to say when I had asked about why my morning medication was missing and my Parents looked at me and said Amanda brace yourself it’s time for you to be filled in on the family secret and I realized I was a failure like my other sibling before me.

My Father informed me that the reason he had been prescribing W5 was because I like my brothers and sister I had inherited a unique gene sequence that had left us with the potential for psionic abilities which W5 could have activated. My Mother had continued informing me that both me that she and Father were members of an Organization which was to only be known hence forth as the Agency. She had then laid out for me how LaGuardia Arts was in reality a training ground for young special agents of the Agency. My Father had let me know that my life was still my own and I was free to pursue the arts as was my intention or even the sciences if I chose but that from now on I would be learning how to use those skills to aid the Agency and protect our world from threats both alien and domestic.

The next four years at LaGuardia were filled with intensive vocal training and exhausting theater study. My Father had informed me of the importance of my studies and that one day my skills might be helpful to the Agency. I was not really that excited since I did not see the advantage of risking my life facing forces beyond the power of mere mortals. So I spent a great deal of time mastering my craft with the hopes of one day becoming a famous movie star or musician or lets be honest I had aspirations for both. No doubt due to my ability to teleport more than five miles even with a passenger. So while I spent a great deal of time auditioning for various television pilots and movies with the exception of a few commercials my career did not achieve the jump start that I would have hoped for.

After graduation I was enrolled in the New York Film Academy where I acquired an Associate’s Degree in Fine Arts in Filmmaking and Acting as well as a one year conservatory program filmmaking program. Which I used to I continue on to St. John’s University for my Bachelors of Science in Television and Film. Finally on to Yale University where I was able to complete the three year Masters of Fine Arts degree in Acting in two years instead of three due to my dedication and talent.

Of course during that entire time I traveled the globe due to the extensive contacts of the New York Film Academy appearing in stage productions and minor roles around the world while continuing to wait for my big break which never came. Eventually fate led to my run in with the Department of Supernatural and Extranormal Affairs or DSEA for short. Basically I had chosen to not rely on my parent’s money as I wanted to make a name for myself. It was during that the time while attempting to be discovered on the road singing at nightclubs I had decided to quit the whole endeavor. My plan was to give up my ambitions and take up the Sciences and join my Brother Marcus at Yale when after my farewell performance someone who I thought might be representative of a music label asked if he could speak to me for a moment on a matter of business.

That business turned out to be accepting an offer to join the DSEA and try an experimental drug called Diazal which they believed might activate my latent psychic abilities. The Agent had the proper credentials and even a note from my Father asking for permission to seek me out. Hell I had already given up my dreams of adventure and fame and being given the chance to be like my Parents and reach my full potential how could I refuse. After that moment everything was sort of blurry I woke up after having the strangest dreams of another life that I felt should have been my life that had felt more real than anything I had ever experienced. As I awoke there was an older man in a medical or science coat take you pick standing beside me. I also had a severe headache and I had a feeling that things were never again going to be the same.

Well not much gets me down as I am pretty even tempered and I could not wait for this so called show on the road for I wanted answers. So I excused myself for a moment and rose showered dressed and prepared myself to find out just what the DSEA had in store with me. I even found out that I was indeed different for when I nicked my leg shaving I found that the cut sealed itself seamlessly within moments not even leaving a scar. Well if my dreams were any indication of what I was capable of which I would have to soon test then so far the DSEA was living up to their end of the bargain and the only mystery that remained would be at what price. So it looked like I was up for another audition which meant soon it would be Light, Camera, Action and Transporter was ready for her close up.