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.
Amanda E. Whelton
Amanda Ericka Whelton
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
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.
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.
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.
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.
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