The others were in rare top form and performed their missions perfectly dealing with the Dragon, Necro his Zombies only Zara escaped. I was also successful but there were of course just a few surprises in store due to the crafty nature of Necro.
We had arrived at the ship without a hitch and from what I am told the others all performed well I on the other had had picked the wrong storage container. The one I had picked had somehow been rigged with explosives. So after finding the correct container I had teleported it out to the location where I had a waiting SEAL team to assist me just like old time I figured from my other life.
Having managed to eventually secure the hostages after a fierce firefight well alright not that fierce since I did not fire my Advanced Law Assembly but I will settle with severe. We were left with the clean up a job which it seemed was picture perfect for the Voice. He and the other specialists on the Montauk Team were able to erase any knowledge of the other dimension as well as existence of Vampires and Zombies.
Our return to Montauk was somewhat anticlimactic but we stayed on guard for any activity and on August 5th 2011 paid a visit to the New York Metro Museum just to be sure. Everything went smooth as silk and I went back to training.
For the most part I learned that there must have been a side effect of the transfusion of Agent Summers blood into my system for after extending myself on the previous mission I found that my teleportation range had diminished. I therefore threw myself into the training room to find a way fix that problem. In the end I managed to find a way to extend a psychic shell and transport with objects within that shell. I also found a way to deal with the newly inherent issue with teleporting from moving objects. In the past I had not realized that my own control of my own mass did not extent to others so I had to learn to compensate for additional mass.
I was so focused on my training that I for the most part withdrew from the others since I really had not found any reason to get close to them and with the exception of Agent Smith who I felt I had let down I did not want to. So I threw myself into my new role which it seemed would be my new life and tried to put behind me my issues with the amateurs and professional killer known as Eagle Eye who had been put on the same team.
Amanda E. Whelton
Amanda Ericka Whelton
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Chapter Eight :
Return To the Ship Of Necro
I had teleported the entire team including Agent Summers I can only deduce since we became separated and hurled to different locations on or around the world and beyond that something had gone terribly wrong. I can only surmise that the moving ship and some kind of barrier they were trying to raise had thrown off my transport. Cowboy and I ended up in the sky above the Pacific Ocean. Suffice to say when I tried to radio to Montauk Base they were not who actually responded. It was a mysterious Base 17 with directions on how to get us home which entailed not speaking of the incident and taking a drug and being told we would wake up on the USS Tempest.
Shade had been the most fortunate for he had arrived near Montauk Base and been able to teleport back to base. Eagle Eye it seemed had appeared in the sky and would have fallen to his death and if not for his regenerative abilities and awoke the next day. While Agent Summers and the Voice were somehow transported to a parallel dimension and did not make it back for a day and a half. Oddly though to them less than an hour had passed which was something worth noting.
The date was July 20th 2011 and everyone was alive and well back at Montauk Base and we were in the briefing room discussion out plans to rescue the crew of the Romanov and take down Necro and his crew of Zombies as well as a mysterious Dragon that had also been on board the ship before we left. Of course the side trip Africa to pick up Agent Summers and the Voice had been interesting we mainly focused on a plan to rescue the crew members of the Romanov.
It was brought our attention at the meeting that in addition to the crew of the Romanov the USS Tempest had been sunk trying to take the Romanov with any survivors believed to have been taken as additional hostages. So it came to pass that we made our way to the USS George H. W. Bush a Nimitz-class supercarrier that had been dispatched to deal with the situation. Agent Summers told us of another dimension and gave arcane amulets to both Shade and I telling us that we could use them to transport to the parallel dimension she and the Voice had just left. She had continued to explain how to locate a set of circular standing stones which we could use to travel anywhere we wished. It seemed being able to teleport would make our return back to our own reality exact as opposed to random like her and the Voices return trip.
The Eagle Eye had also mentioned a strange woman who had seemed to be pulling all their magical tricks who had seemed unwilling to harm them who seemed familiar to Agent Summers. Agent Summers was taken aback briefly since she recognized the woman as Zara a Mystic in the other universe were she came from and they had been friends. So before we began our rescue in earnest I tried for a vision to see how our rescue might succeed.
I was distracted at first for I witnessed a strange unrelated or at least I thought of a distant time in the future of a laboratory and klaxons sounding something about Thor’s Hammer there only being twenty seconds and finally “May God have mercy on our souls.” I shook it off after telling the others what I say mainly for Eagle Eye since his mind it seemed was like a steel trap went into another trance. I saw the hostages in a cargo container in the hold surrounded by armed Zombies.
So our plan was adjusted to enable us to make our way to the ship and split up with my job to seek out the hostages and take them out of the equation. Agent Summers gave us all magical tokens which required her to kiss us to bestow a blessing on us which we could use once. The men seemed to literally melt in her presence and while I realized she was hot and all I also knew a lot of that had to do with her power since I not like women that way. So thankfully a kiss on the cheek was enough and we were ready to move out. As I often like to say it was Light Camera and Action.
Return To the Ship Of Necro
I had teleported the entire team including Agent Summers I can only deduce since we became separated and hurled to different locations on or around the world and beyond that something had gone terribly wrong. I can only surmise that the moving ship and some kind of barrier they were trying to raise had thrown off my transport. Cowboy and I ended up in the sky above the Pacific Ocean. Suffice to say when I tried to radio to Montauk Base they were not who actually responded. It was a mysterious Base 17 with directions on how to get us home which entailed not speaking of the incident and taking a drug and being told we would wake up on the USS Tempest.
Shade had been the most fortunate for he had arrived near Montauk Base and been able to teleport back to base. Eagle Eye it seemed had appeared in the sky and would have fallen to his death and if not for his regenerative abilities and awoke the next day. While Agent Summers and the Voice were somehow transported to a parallel dimension and did not make it back for a day and a half. Oddly though to them less than an hour had passed which was something worth noting.
The date was July 20th 2011 and everyone was alive and well back at Montauk Base and we were in the briefing room discussion out plans to rescue the crew of the Romanov and take down Necro and his crew of Zombies as well as a mysterious Dragon that had also been on board the ship before we left. Of course the side trip Africa to pick up Agent Summers and the Voice had been interesting we mainly focused on a plan to rescue the crew members of the Romanov.
It was brought our attention at the meeting that in addition to the crew of the Romanov the USS Tempest had been sunk trying to take the Romanov with any survivors believed to have been taken as additional hostages. So it came to pass that we made our way to the USS George H. W. Bush a Nimitz-class supercarrier that had been dispatched to deal with the situation. Agent Summers told us of another dimension and gave arcane amulets to both Shade and I telling us that we could use them to transport to the parallel dimension she and the Voice had just left. She had continued to explain how to locate a set of circular standing stones which we could use to travel anywhere we wished. It seemed being able to teleport would make our return back to our own reality exact as opposed to random like her and the Voices return trip.
The Eagle Eye had also mentioned a strange woman who had seemed to be pulling all their magical tricks who had seemed unwilling to harm them who seemed familiar to Agent Summers. Agent Summers was taken aback briefly since she recognized the woman as Zara a Mystic in the other universe were she came from and they had been friends. So before we began our rescue in earnest I tried for a vision to see how our rescue might succeed.
I was distracted at first for I witnessed a strange unrelated or at least I thought of a distant time in the future of a laboratory and klaxons sounding something about Thor’s Hammer there only being twenty seconds and finally “May God have mercy on our souls.” I shook it off after telling the others what I say mainly for Eagle Eye since his mind it seemed was like a steel trap went into another trance. I saw the hostages in a cargo container in the hold surrounded by armed Zombies.
So our plan was adjusted to enable us to make our way to the ship and split up with my job to seek out the hostages and take them out of the equation. Agent Summers gave us all magical tokens which required her to kiss us to bestow a blessing on us which we could use once. The men seemed to literally melt in her presence and while I realized she was hot and all I also knew a lot of that had to do with her power since I not like women that way. So thankfully a kiss on the cheek was enough and we were ready to move out. As I often like to say it was Light Camera and Action.
Chapter Seven : To The Rescue On the High Seas
Of course once Agent Smith and Agent Summers came out of their ritual which they had hoped would give them some insight on the Vampire we had captured Agent Smith they did not take it well. To be honest Agent Summers seemed to understand although the same could not be said for Agent Smith which I understood. Don’t get me wrong it’s not like I was not willing to risk my life to save them but I was not about to throw it away by acting foolishly.
So I entered a precognitive trance to try and see their future and I was thankful to see that they still lived in my vision. From what I was able to determine they were on a ship within a pentagram being prepared for sacrifice. I was able to look up and I saw a full moon in the sky which meant they had three days. I had been worried because I had not discussed the vision that had caused me to leave them where they had not even lasted the day. Perhaps by removing myself from the equation I had saved them or at least I could tell myself that.
The ship I saw them on turned out to be Romanov the same ship that had incidentally on the dock near the warehouse base of Necro. Our men had already arrived on the scene and the magical wards were gone and warehouse of course empty. So that left us to arrange for a helicopter to fly us out the seven miles offshore once we had located the Romanov seven miles offshore. As we had neared the scene I noted the odd cloud cover surrounding the area and Agent Summers and I flew to the Romanov from about a mile out while I carried Agent Smith aka Shade to the ship. Summers said she could have flown us but the idea of being transformed into a mist like state for the transit had me a little bothered. As it was Shade had slipped from my grip and I had to catch him telekinetically he was alright but had seemed a little shaken but we arrived safe and sound.
Agent Summers had changed her attire into some kind of fey outfit and looked more prepared for a medieval fair than a rescue but I no one to argue suited up in a form fitted Environmental Suite over my bullet proof gear. When we arrived there was a little action but nothing worth really reporting on but there was of course good news since as we had arrived on the interior of the ship we overheard Cowboy who it seemed was leading an attempted escape. Somehow Voice decided to make a lot of noise which made it necessary for us to make a quicker than I had anticipated emergency teleportation from the ship.
To be honest I had never felt such a gut wrenching pull on my entire being as on that day for my teleportation had gone drastically wrong. I remember hearing them sounding an alarm and trying to raise some kind of shield and the rocking of the ship in motion and the next thing I was almost blacking out. When the teleportation ended I felt a strange sensation that I can only describe as moving without moving which I would later learn was due to a dimensional shift. Somehow I had been bending the rules and not even realized it and on that occasion I had paid the price.
So I entered a precognitive trance to try and see their future and I was thankful to see that they still lived in my vision. From what I was able to determine they were on a ship within a pentagram being prepared for sacrifice. I was able to look up and I saw a full moon in the sky which meant they had three days. I had been worried because I had not discussed the vision that had caused me to leave them where they had not even lasted the day. Perhaps by removing myself from the equation I had saved them or at least I could tell myself that.
The ship I saw them on turned out to be Romanov the same ship that had incidentally on the dock near the warehouse base of Necro. Our men had already arrived on the scene and the magical wards were gone and warehouse of course empty. So that left us to arrange for a helicopter to fly us out the seven miles offshore once we had located the Romanov seven miles offshore. As we had neared the scene I noted the odd cloud cover surrounding the area and Agent Summers and I flew to the Romanov from about a mile out while I carried Agent Smith aka Shade to the ship. Summers said she could have flown us but the idea of being transformed into a mist like state for the transit had me a little bothered. As it was Shade had slipped from my grip and I had to catch him telekinetically he was alright but had seemed a little shaken but we arrived safe and sound.
Agent Summers had changed her attire into some kind of fey outfit and looked more prepared for a medieval fair than a rescue but I no one to argue suited up in a form fitted Environmental Suite over my bullet proof gear. When we arrived there was a little action but nothing worth really reporting on but there was of course good news since as we had arrived on the interior of the ship we overheard Cowboy who it seemed was leading an attempted escape. Somehow Voice decided to make a lot of noise which made it necessary for us to make a quicker than I had anticipated emergency teleportation from the ship.
To be honest I had never felt such a gut wrenching pull on my entire being as on that day for my teleportation had gone drastically wrong. I remember hearing them sounding an alarm and trying to raise some kind of shield and the rocking of the ship in motion and the next thing I was almost blacking out. When the teleportation ended I felt a strange sensation that I can only describe as moving without moving which I would later learn was due to a dimensional shift. Somehow I had been bending the rules and not even realized it and on that occasion I had paid the price.
Chapter Six : Facing The Undead Master Necro
When we returned I had gone back to my room to change and I figured I would catch up on the briefing later on. Since honestly the whole Science and Magic thing I realized were part of the operations the fact that I am a genius has sometimes caused me to let others do the work while I focused on how to make sure everyone came home when the mission was over.
I learned the hard way very quickly I am going to have to take a more hands on approach in the future. For when I returned to the briefing room to catch up with Cowboy he let me know that we were moving out as we had a lead on location of a gang related to the men I had seen called the Bu Dongs. If I had known at the time that Agent Summers and Agent Smith were at the moment involved in a mystical ritual that they would not be able to break for at least an hour I would have insisted that we waited.
Instead I will make a long story short. We traveled back to the Sanford Hotel first to make sure we gave the place a second look. Before we made the teleport from the hotel to a nearby warehouse near the docks and of course the Brooklyn Bridge I had a horrifying vision. In the vision I saw the figure with the Skull Mask on his face ripping into the others with blinding speed and myself teleporting away. I informed the others and I don’t know if I did not put enough horror into my performance but they seemed to not believe me and still wanted to move on.
We arrived on the room of the other warehouse in sight of the warehouse reputed to be the hangout of the Bu Dongs. Of course we were spotted and the place was even being staked out by the NYPD. With a quick call to Agent Jarvis at Montauk Base and another call placed by Cowboy using his police contacts the area was ours. I again warned them that I thought this was a bad idea but instead they wanted to move on and Eagle Eye wanted to stay behind to cover us with his sniper rifle.
What happened next began and was over so quickly if I had blinked I would have missed it. As we came closer the other Cowboy spotted mystical runes on the building which were confirmed by Eagle Eye as transportation runes. In other words on a side not the fact that we had learned that the NYPD had raided the warehouse and never found anything began to make sense. I of course called this new development into Agent Jarvis and he arranged for a team to be dispatched so we could sit and observe their operation. I had actually started to walk back to the other warehouse when suddenly the Voice moved to the door and knocked and when the door was answered used a password that Eagle Eye had seen in a vision to gain entry. Of course it was not that simple for when the Zombie saw him it reached to grab him and of course Eagle Eye blew his head off.
Seconds later Cowboy was in action shooting the hinges on the door seemingly getting ready to storm the warehouse. The Voice threw in a grenade while I moved back and asked them if they wanted to pull out or should I retrieve Eagle Eye. In truth I felt that his position left him a sitting duck as it were. Right on time the figure from my vision appeared and began to rip into the Voice and Cowboy and they were both taken down as I arrived via teleportation at Eagle Eye’s side. The Voice had kept calling for me to shoot them with my Advanced Law Assembly. I had even pulled it off my shoulder and started getting it ready to fire.
Eagle Eye had fired at who I would later learn was Necro the Undead Master and of course his bullets bounced off his skin. Some might call it cowardice and truthfully I don’t care what they think for I was following my Father’s adopted credo “Those that fight and run away, may live to fight another day.” So I left told Eagle Eye as I had yet another vision that we were soon to all be captured by Necro that we had to leave now! He of course quoted some credo about not leaving a man behind which I thought was ridicules if he didn’t stand a chance so I left him my Advanced Law Assembly and told him to resist me if he wished and teleported by to the Montauk Base.
As I returned I flew as quickly as I could to the interior of the Base trying to find out why either Agent Smith or Agent Summers had not been dispatched to us as I had left an open communications link since the Voice had made his move. I was soon informed by Agent Jarvis that they were both still in a ritual and he hoped they would soon be available. I had to calm myself for while I pride myself on my even tempered nature I had never known what it felt like to lose someone I had either been entrusted to transport or that I had ever transported. I felt terrible for they had left with me and not returned with me.
I learned the hard way very quickly I am going to have to take a more hands on approach in the future. For when I returned to the briefing room to catch up with Cowboy he let me know that we were moving out as we had a lead on location of a gang related to the men I had seen called the Bu Dongs. If I had known at the time that Agent Summers and Agent Smith were at the moment involved in a mystical ritual that they would not be able to break for at least an hour I would have insisted that we waited.
Instead I will make a long story short. We traveled back to the Sanford Hotel first to make sure we gave the place a second look. Before we made the teleport from the hotel to a nearby warehouse near the docks and of course the Brooklyn Bridge I had a horrifying vision. In the vision I saw the figure with the Skull Mask on his face ripping into the others with blinding speed and myself teleporting away. I informed the others and I don’t know if I did not put enough horror into my performance but they seemed to not believe me and still wanted to move on.
We arrived on the room of the other warehouse in sight of the warehouse reputed to be the hangout of the Bu Dongs. Of course we were spotted and the place was even being staked out by the NYPD. With a quick call to Agent Jarvis at Montauk Base and another call placed by Cowboy using his police contacts the area was ours. I again warned them that I thought this was a bad idea but instead they wanted to move on and Eagle Eye wanted to stay behind to cover us with his sniper rifle.
What happened next began and was over so quickly if I had blinked I would have missed it. As we came closer the other Cowboy spotted mystical runes on the building which were confirmed by Eagle Eye as transportation runes. In other words on a side not the fact that we had learned that the NYPD had raided the warehouse and never found anything began to make sense. I of course called this new development into Agent Jarvis and he arranged for a team to be dispatched so we could sit and observe their operation. I had actually started to walk back to the other warehouse when suddenly the Voice moved to the door and knocked and when the door was answered used a password that Eagle Eye had seen in a vision to gain entry. Of course it was not that simple for when the Zombie saw him it reached to grab him and of course Eagle Eye blew his head off.
Seconds later Cowboy was in action shooting the hinges on the door seemingly getting ready to storm the warehouse. The Voice threw in a grenade while I moved back and asked them if they wanted to pull out or should I retrieve Eagle Eye. In truth I felt that his position left him a sitting duck as it were. Right on time the figure from my vision appeared and began to rip into the Voice and Cowboy and they were both taken down as I arrived via teleportation at Eagle Eye’s side. The Voice had kept calling for me to shoot them with my Advanced Law Assembly. I had even pulled it off my shoulder and started getting it ready to fire.
Eagle Eye had fired at who I would later learn was Necro the Undead Master and of course his bullets bounced off his skin. Some might call it cowardice and truthfully I don’t care what they think for I was following my Father’s adopted credo “Those that fight and run away, may live to fight another day.” So I left told Eagle Eye as I had yet another vision that we were soon to all be captured by Necro that we had to leave now! He of course quoted some credo about not leaving a man behind which I thought was ridicules if he didn’t stand a chance so I left him my Advanced Law Assembly and told him to resist me if he wished and teleported by to the Montauk Base.
As I returned I flew as quickly as I could to the interior of the Base trying to find out why either Agent Smith or Agent Summers had not been dispatched to us as I had left an open communications link since the Voice had made his move. I was soon informed by Agent Jarvis that they were both still in a ritual and he hoped they would soon be available. I had to calm myself for while I pride myself on my even tempered nature I had never known what it felt like to lose someone I had either been entrusted to transport or that I had ever transported. I felt terrible for they had left with me and not returned with me.
Chapter Five : The Undead Have Arrived
We had decided to travel to the Sanford Hotel and even gone so far as to book reservations in a room across the hall from our target Sara Thomas. Racer X had once again been put on some special high risk duty assignment where his talents were supposedly invaluable. Either way we were committed and moved on Voice, Eagle Eye, Cowboy, Shade and I arrived near our Sanford in the morning as it was still early on July 19th 2011.
We had decided to make our move early and barely even had to use our new disguises as Eagle Eye had been able to spot Sara in her room. She had looked unconscious which was why we had decided to move in. Things quickly became exciting as no sooner had we arrived on the 4th floor then Cowboy took off down hall as it seemed he had seen a door on the other end of the hall close. I followed him when I was able and found him down the stairwell in an incoherent state. Meanwhile Voice and Eagle Eye had moved to room 406 when I suddenly picked up a psychic vision of them being attacked by a man who literally burst thru the wall taking them by surprise. I informed them via our communication links so they switched tactics and I saw that they were still ambushed. So I sent a final message telling them to be careful.
I teleported down the hall to the aid of Cowboy and returned same way to rejoin Shade who had just exited the elevator and was moving up to room 403. Of course inside the adjoining rooms Voice and Eagle Eye were not dealing with two Vampires and one had already charmed Eagle Eye into attacking the Voice. The Voice continued to unload on Sara while yet the Vampire I had seen in my vision began to menace him. Fortunately I was able to literally able to slap Cowboy out of his trance. I had also called on Agent Summers just in case and she had informed us she could be there in seconds if we needed her. Cowboy made the call and she swooped in to assist.
Honestly I am not really sure if we would have been able to take out the actually transplanar humans who had become hosts for their Vampire hosts. On the other hand once Agent Summers had arrived on the scene it was a mute point anyway. As they were soon defeated contained and returned to the Montauk Base for analysis.
We never did find out exactly had put the whammy on Cowboy but we did find clues in the rooms which included fake passports. In addition we were able to track her travel which had included London, England, Alicante, Spain, and Congo of South America. It left us with clues that I am sure Eagle Eye would work to decipher. It also left us with new body snatched humans for the Doctors to study. All in all not a bad operation if I did say so myself no one hurt no one captured everyone safe and accounted for but of course things were about to change.
We had decided to make our move early and barely even had to use our new disguises as Eagle Eye had been able to spot Sara in her room. She had looked unconscious which was why we had decided to move in. Things quickly became exciting as no sooner had we arrived on the 4th floor then Cowboy took off down hall as it seemed he had seen a door on the other end of the hall close. I followed him when I was able and found him down the stairwell in an incoherent state. Meanwhile Voice and Eagle Eye had moved to room 406 when I suddenly picked up a psychic vision of them being attacked by a man who literally burst thru the wall taking them by surprise. I informed them via our communication links so they switched tactics and I saw that they were still ambushed. So I sent a final message telling them to be careful.
I teleported down the hall to the aid of Cowboy and returned same way to rejoin Shade who had just exited the elevator and was moving up to room 403. Of course inside the adjoining rooms Voice and Eagle Eye were not dealing with two Vampires and one had already charmed Eagle Eye into attacking the Voice. The Voice continued to unload on Sara while yet the Vampire I had seen in my vision began to menace him. Fortunately I was able to literally able to slap Cowboy out of his trance. I had also called on Agent Summers just in case and she had informed us she could be there in seconds if we needed her. Cowboy made the call and she swooped in to assist.
Honestly I am not really sure if we would have been able to take out the actually transplanar humans who had become hosts for their Vampire hosts. On the other hand once Agent Summers had arrived on the scene it was a mute point anyway. As they were soon defeated contained and returned to the Montauk Base for analysis.
We never did find out exactly had put the whammy on Cowboy but we did find clues in the rooms which included fake passports. In addition we were able to track her travel which had included London, England, Alicante, Spain, and Congo of South America. It left us with clues that I am sure Eagle Eye would work to decipher. It also left us with new body snatched humans for the Doctors to study. All in all not a bad operation if I did say so myself no one hurt no one captured everyone safe and accounted for but of course things were about to change.
Chapter Four : Frost And The Gauntlet
I had been sitting in a briefing room with my comrade in arms of the newly formed DSEA and to be honest I was daydreaming or actually seeing visions of the future but I will get back to later. The night had passed and my dreams had been filled with glimpses of images that I was still trying to piece together. We had all retired to our rooms the night before and when I rose I found a note asking that I be at the meeting room by 9am. Roy had returned and looked quite sporty in his Eagles T-Shirt as if from some secret mission to join us and be part of said briefing. The day was Saturday July 10th 2011 and I was starting to feel like I had joined the military I mean really 9am give me a break.
Very little was revealed during our so called briefing regarding Melissa and Iain but Agent Summers had seemed to do her best I am sure. She had of course fully healed by then actually both her wounds and her cloths both had returned to a pristine condition even before we had arrived back at the Motel even before we had returned to base but that is perhaps another tale of a Class Four or Five Threat. Although I will admit it’s entirely possible that I was caught up in my visions and may have missed important details.
Before Agent Summers had closed our little briefing she had informed us that the so called Director of the DSEA known as the Professor felt we needed to be trained in Team Cohesiveness and Operations. Wow I was literally stunned speechless over the whole affair I mean did they really believe with a loner assassin like Eagle Eye in our midst we could pull that off. Its worth they were actually offering a number of other classes in Survival, Firearms, Surveillance, Forensics, Parapsychology, Occult Lore, and even Computer Science. Agent Summers continued to explain we would be taking the week long course TCO starting that very day and our guest instructor would be arriving shortly. She then as if saving it up for last before she left told us that the DSEA would be following a policy of full disclosure. It seemed we would have an hour before our instructor arrived to discuss ourselves among ourselves since when we returned to our rooms we would find detailed dossiers on everyone.
I had chosen that moment to speak up and said “Really do they really expect that to work?” Gunslinger chose that moment to speak up. “Well sure why not why don’t you start.” I had looked at him like the stranger that he was and replied. “Feel free to do the honors the pleasure should be yours.” He decided to take up the gauntlet which then slowly moved around the conference table with of course some being more forthcoming than others as I had expected. I mean seriously did I really want to know the personal details of the life of a cold blooded assassin like Eagle Eye. I had spent most of my life making sure I did not have that kind of information since a warning my Father had once give me. He had told me “Amanda always stay mindful of the quiet one’s for you never know when they may suffer a psychotic break.” Don’t get me wrong I was not calling Eagle Eye crazy far from it but his view of reality was far different from mine and while his skills might very well prove necessary I would have much preferred if they did not.
Flint Cascade was therefore kind enough to take the floor first. --------------------------------
Revision
My method of telling this tale shall now take a quite different path as I shall admit I am more than just a little emotional and I will admit quite a few transitions have occurred since I last started my last entry so therefore I will move on but I will instead stop filling these pages with my own shall we say inner drama and deal more with the facts until I have dealt with said drama.
So moving on Flint Masters now goes by Cowboy and was before he joined the team was a former undercover special division New York cop who had killed an innocent. Agent J was actually named Jay Smith and was a former West Point Graduate Marine and Secret Services Agent who now used the handle Shade. While Roy Pruitt was a former NASCAR driver who claimed the title Racer X. Randal Cole or The Voice since he was only in his former life a tabloid reporter kept his name as gifts of Illusion allowed him the luxury. Eagle Eye our resident assassin chose to keep his handle as well and who knows if his story is real or contrived such is his nature so I will him the mystery he wishes to be. Meanwhile my own cover was blown and as my codename as the Transporter was still my valid CIA codename I adopted one for DSEA missions of Future.
We were required by the DSEA to attend teamwork classes for a week designed to allow us to integrate our abilities into a productive unit which concluded so ten days later with being introduced to the Gauntlet test site. An old family friend Jason Borez or Agent Frost to the others had been our trainer and the test was in the end nothing more than a trip in a virtual mindscape. Oddly it had been designed to teach us the meaning of a no win scenario.
So it came to pass was then July 18th 2011 and I awoke early from a bad vision as it were. I had seen myself in a nondescript bar and a handsome gentleman was motioning for me to come with me and I seemed utterly compelled to accompany him. So when a few hours during a briefing where Agent Summers revealed to us what I will call the rest of the story and I had a vision concerning the New York Metro Museum I had a feeling the events were connected.
My vision which had included a Black man in voodoo makeup along with three others and a Caucasian male had been discussing if what they sought was in the museum and they were told by the voodoo faced man that indeed it was. I also was able to determine that the event I was viewing dealt with a date in the near future August 5th 2011. My vision had been triggered by the New York Times newspaper that had been left on our meeting table.
With the aid of the newspaper, Cowboy, Agent Summers and Eagle Eye we were able to eventually determine that the object they were seeking was the mythical Cup of Dionysus which had it seemed somehow entered the private collection of artifacts reputed to have come from Queen Dido former Queen and founder of the ancient Greek city know as Carthage. The Cup was of course some component to a mystical ritual which might disrupt the very Continuum itself.
With the aid of Eagle Eye and the Tech Michael Davis we were able to identify the Caucasian male from my vision as a British citizen Gregory Wilhelm. He had mysteriously vanished six months prior. On a hunch I asked him them to continue their search on similar disappearances around the same time period. Eagle Eye found a young woman named Sara Thomas who had also been a student of Archeology like Gregory and who had vanished around the same time. I asked him if he could search for her using his clairvoyant gifts and believe it or not he found her nearby in the Sanford Hotel in Queens New York.
Suffice to say that was going to be our next stop but of course first we had to acquire new cover identities and cloths to match the business district we were travelling into as not to as they say blow our cover. I helped the others choose appropriate attire and after double checking our credentials we were ready for our next move as Agents of the DSEA.
Very little was revealed during our so called briefing regarding Melissa and Iain but Agent Summers had seemed to do her best I am sure. She had of course fully healed by then actually both her wounds and her cloths both had returned to a pristine condition even before we had arrived back at the Motel even before we had returned to base but that is perhaps another tale of a Class Four or Five Threat. Although I will admit it’s entirely possible that I was caught up in my visions and may have missed important details.
Before Agent Summers had closed our little briefing she had informed us that the so called Director of the DSEA known as the Professor felt we needed to be trained in Team Cohesiveness and Operations. Wow I was literally stunned speechless over the whole affair I mean did they really believe with a loner assassin like Eagle Eye in our midst we could pull that off. Its worth they were actually offering a number of other classes in Survival, Firearms, Surveillance, Forensics, Parapsychology, Occult Lore, and even Computer Science. Agent Summers continued to explain we would be taking the week long course TCO starting that very day and our guest instructor would be arriving shortly. She then as if saving it up for last before she left told us that the DSEA would be following a policy of full disclosure. It seemed we would have an hour before our instructor arrived to discuss ourselves among ourselves since when we returned to our rooms we would find detailed dossiers on everyone.
I had chosen that moment to speak up and said “Really do they really expect that to work?” Gunslinger chose that moment to speak up. “Well sure why not why don’t you start.” I had looked at him like the stranger that he was and replied. “Feel free to do the honors the pleasure should be yours.” He decided to take up the gauntlet which then slowly moved around the conference table with of course some being more forthcoming than others as I had expected. I mean seriously did I really want to know the personal details of the life of a cold blooded assassin like Eagle Eye. I had spent most of my life making sure I did not have that kind of information since a warning my Father had once give me. He had told me “Amanda always stay mindful of the quiet one’s for you never know when they may suffer a psychotic break.” Don’t get me wrong I was not calling Eagle Eye crazy far from it but his view of reality was far different from mine and while his skills might very well prove necessary I would have much preferred if they did not.
Flint Cascade was therefore kind enough to take the floor first. --------------------------------
Revision
My method of telling this tale shall now take a quite different path as I shall admit I am more than just a little emotional and I will admit quite a few transitions have occurred since I last started my last entry so therefore I will move on but I will instead stop filling these pages with my own shall we say inner drama and deal more with the facts until I have dealt with said drama.
So moving on Flint Masters now goes by Cowboy and was before he joined the team was a former undercover special division New York cop who had killed an innocent. Agent J was actually named Jay Smith and was a former West Point Graduate Marine and Secret Services Agent who now used the handle Shade. While Roy Pruitt was a former NASCAR driver who claimed the title Racer X. Randal Cole or The Voice since he was only in his former life a tabloid reporter kept his name as gifts of Illusion allowed him the luxury. Eagle Eye our resident assassin chose to keep his handle as well and who knows if his story is real or contrived such is his nature so I will him the mystery he wishes to be. Meanwhile my own cover was blown and as my codename as the Transporter was still my valid CIA codename I adopted one for DSEA missions of Future.
We were required by the DSEA to attend teamwork classes for a week designed to allow us to integrate our abilities into a productive unit which concluded so ten days later with being introduced to the Gauntlet test site. An old family friend Jason Borez or Agent Frost to the others had been our trainer and the test was in the end nothing more than a trip in a virtual mindscape. Oddly it had been designed to teach us the meaning of a no win scenario.
So it came to pass was then July 18th 2011 and I awoke early from a bad vision as it were. I had seen myself in a nondescript bar and a handsome gentleman was motioning for me to come with me and I seemed utterly compelled to accompany him. So when a few hours during a briefing where Agent Summers revealed to us what I will call the rest of the story and I had a vision concerning the New York Metro Museum I had a feeling the events were connected.
My vision which had included a Black man in voodoo makeup along with three others and a Caucasian male had been discussing if what they sought was in the museum and they were told by the voodoo faced man that indeed it was. I also was able to determine that the event I was viewing dealt with a date in the near future August 5th 2011. My vision had been triggered by the New York Times newspaper that had been left on our meeting table.
With the aid of the newspaper, Cowboy, Agent Summers and Eagle Eye we were able to eventually determine that the object they were seeking was the mythical Cup of Dionysus which had it seemed somehow entered the private collection of artifacts reputed to have come from Queen Dido former Queen and founder of the ancient Greek city know as Carthage. The Cup was of course some component to a mystical ritual which might disrupt the very Continuum itself.
With the aid of Eagle Eye and the Tech Michael Davis we were able to identify the Caucasian male from my vision as a British citizen Gregory Wilhelm. He had mysteriously vanished six months prior. On a hunch I asked him them to continue their search on similar disappearances around the same time period. Eagle Eye found a young woman named Sara Thomas who had also been a student of Archeology like Gregory and who had vanished around the same time. I asked him if he could search for her using his clairvoyant gifts and believe it or not he found her nearby in the Sanford Hotel in Queens New York.
Suffice to say that was going to be our next stop but of course first we had to acquire new cover identities and cloths to match the business district we were travelling into as not to as they say blow our cover. I helped the others choose appropriate attire and after double checking our credentials we were ready for our next move as Agents of the DSEA.
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