Time passed slowing with a few official missions now and then. With only a mission to Honduras to investigate a chemical plant which turned up nothing useful on the surface. We were mostly sent on missions that might look like alien or monster activity and while it was a chance to get away from Montauk Base I mostly bored me.
That quickly changed however on August 10th 2011 with the arrival of my Father Doctor Morgan Anthony Whelton or known to some as Quantum or just Agent Whelton who it seemed arrived to deliver some interesting news. He found me in the swimming pool on the second floor and while my mood was still dismal over my current assignment and my drive to improve myself I was happy to see him.
My Father had eased my mind and reminded me that in the past when he had been active Agent things had been pretty much the same. I told him of my issues with the others including Cowboy, Voice and of course Eagle Eye who with his bloodlust I was sure was likely to get me killed and he helped to ease my mind. Having a brilliant Psychiatrist, Parapsychologist and Scientist Father does have its advantages.
My mood was somewhat cooled but then my Father gave me news that warmed it right back up. He confided in me that he had suggested that the DSEA seek me out for he had feared for my safety. I also learned that my older siblings Marcus, Christina, and Nigel were all missing. I had a feeling he was leading up to something and I knew from his tone when he asked if I had heard from my Mother that something was up.
I had told him that I had heard from Mom just last week like clockwork since she called every Sunday to make at noon to check up on me and to find out if I had been doing. He seemed relieved and told me that the official word was that Agent Emily Harrison her official code name had possibly gone rogue. The look he gave me told me that there was more to that statement then met the eye for I knew my Mother was also possessed Precognition must have had a reason for her actions but officially they might not be believed. My Father was therefore telling me that Mom was working to save her children while making sure like Father that I was protected. So when my Father told me to inform him and only him when Mother contacted him I knew something was up but I knew I no clue exactly what that might be and if my Mother was involved I would not know until she wanted me to know.
As it would turn out as I headed back to my room which just so happened to be next to Arwyn Summers her door was open and she asked me if I wanted to go shopping. I was in the mood for something different and like I have alluded to in the past Arwyn has that effect on people. I decided to find out if any of the others wanted to come with us since I really doubted anything could go wrong as long as Arwyn was around. Only Jay Smith took me up on my offer which was fine by me as of all of my team members he was by far my favorite.
Of course my bad mood disappeared in the calming presence of Arwyn and the protective aura that seemed to have come from years on the job exuded by Jay. The hours we spent shopping were indeed therapeutic and relaxing, I will admit Agent J’s calm demeanor did much to brighten my mood, which lasted about right up until the point where we had dropped Arwyn off at the airport for her vacation to Chicago. Well actually right about the time we had returned to our sports car one of many from the Montauk Base car pool.
So of course we were soon greeted by my missing Mother who had stepped out of a stretch limo that had literally seemed to pull out of nowhere. She had stepped out and greeted me and told me she had someone she needed me to meet. Her acquaintance it would turn out to be none other the Multi-Billionaire Emily Christianson who it seemed was her new benefactor. Of course I had heard of her as she was a shady corporate figure who was on the CIA’s watch list and even being associated with her was literally paramount to a required review. I of course wished my Mother well and told her that was good to see her but that I was busy and would have to decline but of course Emily had other plans.
For far quicker than should have been humanly possible my old acquaintance Adam the Super-Soldier had stepped out of the limo and circled around to manhandle me into the limo. I had of course been reaching for my Desert Eagle and Adam had been kind enough to disarm me and my Mother was able to convince me to reconsider joining them. Agent J soon joined us as well and Emily presented us with her pitch for what would turn out to be our next mission. Emily’s reputation was it seemed well deserved for she soon informed us of a lead she had acquired at great cost that would allow us the chance to acquire the Harp Two.
Now the Harp Two reputed to enable control of the weather it seemed had been recently acquired from Northrop Grumman by a mysterious thief with precognitive abilities. Now I only need to mention that my Mother is gifted with precognition which was something that she had been able to use to her advantage. That she had cornered me as she had was not a real surprise but the information continued to flow. Our mysterious thief it seemed had also been the Precognizant Mastermind whose Agents had infiltrated the Montauk Base and liberated a number of samples of what was being called Diazol or as I now prefered to call Essence of Summer. It seemed we had one chance to acquire the Harp Two and that was at the home of the New York Mets none other than Citi Field Stadium in New York. All we had to do therefore was to be the right place at the right time which turned out to be midnight that very night and recover the Harp Two.
I confess I must also mention that the ride back to Base was uneventful but that did not mean that I was idle. I had used my own precognitive gifts to view the possible outcome of informing our Montauk allies back at the base. It was interesting since every path that I saw which involved contacting anyone at base ended up only one way. That way was being contained and questioned by mysterious Agents who seemed to have authority over Montauk personnel. Don’t get me wrong I had access to a number of clandestine contacts in the CIA as well as my Father and Frost who I believed still maintained their own network but at time I had felt it best to acquire as much information as I could before I acted rashly.
Finally to only path that I saw open to us once I had informed the others of the situation was to meet in the room of Agent Summers while allowing Eagle Eye to us her computer to enable us to access potentially sensitive data without ourselves being discovered. Of course it would come to pass that Eagle Eye had gone a bit overboard which led to a very interesting encounter later involving an organization called Cure. There was another bit regarding children who were close to Agent Summers and I found that she possessed sensitivity to my precognitive gifts but still I had foreseen a danger to them so I had called to warn her. We eventually decided to attempt to contact one of the only two people I felt we could trust and so Cowboy departed to seek the council of the calm yet always cool Frost.
I knew that in my life I was coming to a crossroads for while as I had discussed with my Father I did not really trust any of my new so called comrades. Seriously with the exception of Agent Smith or Shade they all seemed quite unprofessional or so extreme as to seem psychotic. I hoped that with my gifts I would be able to endure my latest trial. It was also worth noting that something of a personal matter not regarding the mission had also been discovered which I had been able to reveal with the aid of Eagle Eye.
My Mother it seemed had passed me a coded message revealing the possible locations of my Brothers Marcus and Nigel and my Sister Christina who were as my Father had informed me all missing. I had a feeling my Mother was only working with Miss Christianson or Emily either because she was involved or her resources were going to give her the best chance to rescue them. My sibling’s possible location had been located but it was of course shielded and while I knew my Mother was trying to help me she was not doubt also revealing to me that things were not as they seemed. So as my team was of course not willing to devote time to rescuing my Family I had to take solace that my Mother and Father were on the job each in their own way. I will only say this woe to those who cross the Whelton’s for they should remember that vengeance is a sweet desert that is best served cold and it its very cold in space. Just think about it for awhile until next time let the curtain for now fall.
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