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.
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