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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:11:57 GMT -5
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:13:32 GMT -5
Suicide Squad Issue 2: "Bang and Blame, Part 2: Rhyme and Reason" Written by John Elbe Cover by DrDread Edited by David Charlton
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:16:00 GMT -5
SS 1-The Suicide Squad Transport Plane- Thirty Thousand Feet Above Qurac:
It was supposed to be a simple plan. The Suicide Squad was supposed to sneak into the capital building of Qurac, take down Onslaught, disable their secret weapon, and then get out before anyone knew they were there. Nightshade's role was the most important in ensuring their success, at least in her eyes. Her power to create inter-demensional black holes would provide the Squad the ability to strike quickly and without warning. Eve knew they were counting on her, but at the same time she was tired of being strictly transportation. Since joining the Suicide Squad, she had done little more than provide them with the means of moving in and out of situations quickly and efficently. She knew what she was doing was important and in most cases, their lives depended on it. But she also knew she had more to offer then just taxi service. She had been a government operative for years, heading up over a dozen missions and going solo on nearly twice that many. Eve wondered why she let Sarge Steel talk her into working with a team. Why did she let herself fall into the servant role so quickly when she was capable of so much more? She was a strong independent woman who allowed herself to fall into a trap. Rick Flagg was her current trap. With her relationship with him, she felt forced into another role she wasn't meant to play. The Vegas trip was nice but it was a fantasy. Being back in the real world, facing another dangerous mission, Eve was done with allowing the lines to stay blurred between business and personal. After tonight, Eve was going to make some changes in her life.
She sat back in her seat as Flagg got up to address the group. They were close to Qurac now. Eve wondered if it was foolish to allow herself the luxury of thinking too far ahead, especially with what she knew she had to do tonight. The entire mission rested in her hands, but all she could do was think about Rick. She was mad but she couldn't blame him entirely. She used him as much as he used her. It was just easier to focus her anger on him then admit that the real issue was that her life was out of control and she didn't know what to do. The darkness she clung to for strength and support wasn't enough anymore. She knew she had to find something or someone else for support. Eve shook her head and rubbed her eyes. She had to focus on the situation at hand. After tonight, she would decide what she was going to do with her life and if it would include the Suicide Squad.
"We will land in an air field outside the city of Ostrander, approximately twenty-two miles away from the capital city." Rick Flagg stated as he faced the Squad. "Nightshade and I will acquire transportation and head to the capital building. I will go after President Marlo. Eve will then jump back and grab the rest of the team after she scouts out the locations of Onslaught. The reports we have led us to believe that Onslaught and the President should be in the capital building. It’s a safe bet that the weapon is in there as well. Ben you are to go after Raven. He claims to be the first of the new thugee sect. He views his stay in Onslaught as temporary. Raven is looking to rebuild the sect and kill anyone that gets in his way. He worships the Indian goddess of death, Kali. He uses a vast array of weapons and is master of several forms of martial arts and he is potentially the most dangerous non-meta of the team."
“Hmm. Well so am I.” Ben said forcing a smile.
“Bolt, you are assigned the Djinn. Little is known about this digital genie except it can appear and disappear without warning striking fast and hard. He uses electricity to manifest dangerous powers including the ability to dispute the nervous system and fry people from the inside out.”
“Hardly seems fair…sending me against nothing more then a cheap parlor trick!” Bolt laughed, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.
“You have room to talk.” Killer Frost responded, “Have you seen the way you dress?”
“Ice bitch.” Bolt said as energy crackled from his fingertips.
“You too better take this seriously or I will blow you both up right here and now.” Flagg shouted, shaking his finger at Bolt and Killer Frost.
“Don't make promises you can't keep honey.” Killer Frost said seductively as she winked at Flagg. Flagg ignored her and continued.
“Frost your assignment is Angi. He is a fire wielder. His origin is unknown but is named after the Hindu god of fire. He is able to produce fire with the snap of a finger and project it towards his targets by sheer will power alone with deadly results.”
“Fire and Ice. Sex and hate. Should be a blast.” Killer Frost said with a chill in her voice.
“June, the Enchantress's target is Badb. I know the file on her doesn't state much but be advised, she is very dangerous. She is named after the Celtic god of war. Word is, she took out an entire village in Ireland by herself. Over two hundred dead.”
“I…she will be ready.” June said nervously.
“Angle Man you are going after Jaculi. Rustam uses him to guard the perimeter of the capital building. He has the ability to move at super-speed in spurts of three seconds at a time. He uses an assortment of javelins as weapons. Don't be fooled by the fact that he is barely a teen. He is very deadly and has very little sense of right or wrong. He can be on you before you know what has hit you.” Flagg continued, turning to the next member of the Squad. “Hey, taking out speedsters is my specialty. Even old Digger would tell you how I took out the Flash in less then three seconds. If Digger were here that is.”
“Right.” Rick said as he continued, “Floyd, you are going after Rustam. He is named after the mythic hero of Persian folklore but he is only a hero is in own eyes. He is Arab and viewed by many to be a traitor to his own people when he signed on with Marlo's mission to separate Qurac from Saudi Arabia. The United States government can place him with or in charge of over eleven terrorist/liberation groups over the past 16 years. No one is certain what part he plays in the new Qurac, but with Marlo gaining world wide support for orchestrating the separation from Saudi Arabia, be certain whatever role it is, it serves the greater good for himself alone. He can summon a blazing scimitar. We don’t know where he summons it from, but it can supposedly cut through anything. I don't care to test that. He is the leader of Onslaught so I want him taken down first and fast.”
“He won't even see me coming.” Floyd Lawton said as he hid his grin behind his mask.
“Tom, after everyone else is in position I want you and Mitch to find this weapon and take it out.” Flagg turned and gave his orders to the last two members of the Squad.
“I don't like the idea of going in on this blind. Not knowing what the weapon is concerns me.” Tom, also known as Nemesis, pointed out matter of factly.
"That’s why Mitch is tagging along. You’re the brains and he's the power. Whatever it is, between the two of you, you should be able to disable it."
“Thanks, Flagg.” Mitch said sarcastically.
“You know what I mean.” Rick sighed impatiently, “While the rest of you are completing your assignments, Eve will play go between. She will be picking you up or dropping you off for back up as needed. She will be wearing a two-way earpiece so you can use your communicator to contact her when you complete your assignments.”
“There won't be the need for any back-up on this end.” Bolt stated, a little too proudly.
“Good. I want this quick and efficent. We are treading on foreign ground people. If anyone is caught, the U.S. government will disavow any knowledge of our activities in a country that is days away from acquiring membership in the UN.”
“How is it possible that a nation of terrorists gained an audience with the UN council in the first place, let alone be up for membership?” Angle Man asked.
“Your freedom doesn't have anything to do with the politics involved. It does have to do with you successfully performing your part at the task at hand.” Flagg said, clearly getting annoyed but attempting to keep it in check. “ Now if there aren't any more questions, we will be landing soon so get ready.” Rick walked towards the back of the super jet and stopped when Nemesis reached out for his arm. “I was wondering that myself, Flagg. Something doesn't add up here. Where did the Wall get her intel that Marlo had this weapon? And who said they were going to use it against America?” Nemesis asked suspiciously.
“I don't know and I don't care.” Flagg moved Nemesis’ arm out of the way.
“Well you better start caring. Marlo is a hero in his people’s eyes and around the world. People aren't going to be pleased if they find out we are trying to piss in their pool.” Nemesis called after him. Flagg didn't have a response but instead continued towards the back of the plane.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:17:27 GMT -5
Extreme patience; it's the one quality that Susan Linden embraced the most. As the Black Orchid, Susan was the ultimate spy. She could impersonate nearly anyone. Her preference was to blend into the background impersonating someone who wouldn't be noticed and then wait. Susan found it easy to become someone else because she didn't know who she is or even how she got to be like she is. She has been looking for the answers for several years now to no avail. Perhaps her patience had been a drawback in that case. Maybe the truth was that she was scared of what she would find if she was to discover the secrets of her origin. At this moment, Black Orchid wasn’t as concerned with where she came from as much as where she was going. Right now, she felt trapped and that wasn’t a situation she liked to be in. For once, she wasn’t patient and it could very well be the last mistake she ever made. How did she get into this situation?
Susan had waited for over a day inside the luxury suite on the top floor of Le Maison Bord’eaux. Manhunter, Vixen, and her had been tracking a killer for hire for several days. They finally caught up with him in Bordeaux, France. He checked into the suite alone yesterday as hadn’t left his room once. No room service, no escort service, not even a sign of the strike force the Squad ran into in Algeria. Susan decided to take the direct approach and knocked on the door of the suite.
“Go away.” She heard a muffled voice from inside say.
“Monsieur, le service m'a envoyé.” Black Orchid said softly with her best French accent. A few seconds later she felt the door unlock and open.
“I said I was not to be disturbed.” The man said as he stood there in the open doorway. “Le service m'a envoyé.” Susan repeated as she stood there in a disguise she hoped would pass as a French prostitute.
“I didn’t call for any damn service. Stupid French.” The man mumbled as he began to shut the door to the suite.
“American yes?” Susan said as she allowed just a touch of her pheromones to be released in front of him. That should change his mood a bit and allow her to persuade him to let her in.
“Yes American!” he said, looking her up and down.
“Come in yes?” Susan asked trying to figure out who he is. He looked familiar but she couldn’t place his face.
“Yeah. Get in here.” He said as he motioned for her to enter. “Go sit on the bed and don’t touch anything.”
“Merci monsieur.” Black Orchid walked into the room and quickly scanned the very large open suite. There was a dinning area to her right, a living area in front of her with a large bed just past that. Off to the left was a table with a laptop and a cell phone on it and there were several large cases on the floor next to the table. As she moved over to the bed and sat down, she noticed a bathroom off to the side with a uniform hanging on the door. It was then that she figured out that this man was Deadline, one of the top professional killers in the world. He was deadly with any weapon but just as dangerous up close. He supposedly had extremely dense skin and lighting fast reflexes. Susan was pretty fast and invulnerable to a point herself, but she did not want to test herself against this man today. She was going to have to find out whom it was he was hired to kill and then get out of there quickly.
“Well, sweetheart lets make this quick.” Deadline smirked as he walked toward Susan who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Champaign?” She asked, pointing to the cooler in the living area.
“Sorry sweetheart. Lets just get to it. I have things to do and you gotta go.” He stood in front of her and reached out to stroke her hair. There was a ring from the cell phone next to the laptop on the table.
“Get comfortable I will be right back.” He said over his shoulder as he walked over and picked up the phone.
“Yeah.” He whispered into the phone and he sat at the table. Susan jumped up and headed toward Deadline. She walked softly but quickly as she came up behind him.
“Really. Well that makes this even more interesting. Get over there now. I will take care of this here and we will head out.” Deadline hung up the phone. Susan was a few feet away from him where he sat with his back to her. She would have to act quickly. She could release only small amounts of pheromones at a time and the effects didn’t last very long. She guessed that the effects were just about gone on the account of Deadlines dense skin. Deadline set the phone back on the table and turned around so quickly she never saw it coming. He had his hand on her throat and began to squeeze. It usually took her full concentration to maintain her disguises and her fair skin was slowly changing back to its normal magenta hue. He was extremely strong. Susan felt the grip he had on her throat tighten as he forced her back toward the bed.
“As you may have guessed that was an associate of mine. They want to know why you people keep insisting on getting in our way.” Deadline snarled as he threw Black Orchid unto the bed. “Who hired you to? Was it Marlo? Did he figure out he was a mark?”
Black Orchid quickly regained her composure and rolled off the bed with her back against the wall. She got what she needed. Now it was time to get out.
“Well it doesn’t matter Sweetie. Your friends will be dead in a few minutes. My associates know they are right across the street. Let’s see if you can get to hell first to greet them.” Deadline lunged towards her. She leaped over the top of him but he was too quick. He grabbed her ankle and flung her across the room. She hit the table and crashed into the wall. She had to get out of there and warn Manhunter and Vixen. Black Orchid knew that she was no match for Deadline in this close of an environment. She was too far from the door. Her only hope was the window. Deadline ran toward her as she ducked around him grabbing his arm and, using his own momentum, forced him into the wall headfirst.
“You’re a feisty one ain’t yeah?” Deadline laughed. Susan didn’t look back as she headed towards the bay window. As she braced her self to smash through, she felt Deadline grab hold of her waist, forcing them both out the window of the fifth floor hotel suite. Deadline’s grip on her was so tight that Black Orchid couldn’t maintain flight and they both fell toward the trees and walkway below. Deadline didn’t let go until they smashed through the trees. Susan felt a couple of ribs snap and tasted blood in her mouth. After a minute, she slowly mustered enough strength to get up and looked for Deadline. He was laying about ten feet away. She limped over towards him. He was lying on his back with a large tree branch impaled through his chest. Blood was pouring out of his mouth as he spoke.
“I will kill you bitch.” He coughed and attempted to reach up towards her.
“I believe you.” She said before twisting the branch in his chest and walking away, leaving him there on the sidewalk to die. Her communication device had been damaged in the fall. Black Orchid was in no shape to fly so, as quickly as she could, she ran on what felt like two broken ankles. She had to get to Mark and Mari before Deadlines cohorts could. It was several minutes before she was across the street from the hotel they were in. There was no way she could go through the front entrance without causing a scene so she slipped through a side entrance and headed up to the third floor. She was ready to collapse when she reached their door and knocked. Vixen opened the door and gasped when she saw Black Orchid. But she didn’t have time to say anything before Mark yelled out to her. He was diving toward her as the rocket hit the building and exploded. The blast threw Black Orchid through the wall into the room across the hall. Vixen lay on top on Manhunter as the roof collapsed all around them.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:18:02 GMT -5
Rick and Eve made it to the capital building in less than thirty minutes. They made a few blind jumps along the way. Eve didn’t like using the dimensional warps when she didn’t have a target exit to lock onto from memory. She found herself pushing and testing her limits more and more lately.
It was late at night and the street outside of the capital was empty. This country had just spent the last week celebrating their freedom from Saudi Arabia but post party liter was the only thing blowing around out here tonight. Eve dropped Rick off inside to go after Marlo before she embarked on her hunt to track down Onslaught. Once she pinpointed their location, it would only be a matter of jumping back to get the squad and dropping them off to go after their assigned members.
Rick began to make his way through the capital building. Stolen security photos gave him a good idea where Marlo would be. He had to get to him before the members of Onslaught knew they were there. They had the element of surprise on their side but they had to act quickly before their secret weapon could be used. Rick was outside of the lit door that he was certain was Marlo’s office. He stood outside and listened for a few minutes before determining Marlo was inside and he was alone. He entered quickly and shut the door behind him. He pointed his gun at the surprised Marlo who was sitting at his desk.
“Good evening Mr. President. Don’t get up.” Flagg said calmly as President Marlo started to get up out of his chair.
“An American invading my country, why am I not surprised? He sent you didn’t he?” Marlo looked up at Flagg and smiled.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:18:27 GMT -5
Deadshot was in place. He crouched down against a stone wall in the vast sub basement of the capital building. Rustam was known to sleep only a few hours and never in the same place twice. Now it was just a matter of time before he was on the move. After a few minutes, Floyd got up to change his position. He slowly began walking down the dimly lit hallway when without warning be felt a blast of heat behind him as a flaming sword struck him from behind.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:19:52 GMT -5
Eve dropped Angle Man off about 100 yards from the capital building. “Jaculi patrols the perimeter so he shouldn’t be too hard to find. Just keep your eyes open and be ready. We don’t want him to alert the others we are moving around inside.” Eve said as she prepared to head back to the rest of the team.
“Hey you guys didn’t bring me along for my charm alone now did you?” Angle Man said with a grin on his face that Eve thought was almost as goofy as his costume. “Hey I have one question before you go babe.”
“Make it fast.” Eve sighed.
“Do you think Flagg and the Tiger could detonate these crappy little explosive things they decided to stick us with us from here? I mean if they were all busy how would they know whether or not we’re ‘behaving’? Or what if something happens and they set it off accidentally?” Angle Man rolled his eyes.
“There won’t be any accidents. Do your job and nothing will happen, but if you ever call me babe again I will drop you off someplace so nasty you will cry and beg like the sniveling little bitch you and I both know you are.” With that Eve opened up a dimensional black hole and stepped through.
“I think that dame digs me.” Angle Man ran his fingers through his hair before heading off to look for his target. I love American women. Angelo thought as he walked away. But I don’t believe she is as tough as she thinks. A woman like that just needs a strong man. Hmm. Like me, maybe. Yeah, I’d be just what that babe needs. Angelo stopped when felt a breeze blow past him. He looked up and saw Jaculi standing about ten feet in front of him with a Javelin in his hand.
“What are you doing here?” Jaculi said in Arabic.
“Well aren’t you just a primitive looking little snot with your sharp pointy stick?” Angle Man cocked his head and grinned.
“American.” Jaculi yelled as he raced towards Angle Man.
“I am Italian you little twit. Show some respect.” He said before pointing his angle weapon at Jaculi forcing him to turn sharply towards the sky. Angle Man watched as Jaculi continued to run on what must have seemed like an invisible wall going straight up until he was nothing more then a speck in the sky. Angle Man pulled his weapon down and began to walk away thinking about Nightshade again. Yes, a woman like that needs to be shown there is only room for one man in a relationship. About thirty feet behind him, Angelo heard a splat. He just shook his head and kept walking.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:20:23 GMT -5
Ben Turner, the Bronze Tiger, found the sleeping quarters for Onslaught on the east end of the capital building. He stayed to the shadows as he sought out his prey, Raven. He was starting to believe Eve was wrong about where he was, when a shadow stepped out in front of him. It was Raven.
“I request your name.” He said standing no more than a couple of inches from Bens face.
“You will receive no such honor.” Ben said as he attempted to strike a blow to Raven’s temple. Raven quickly countered. After several minutes of intense hand to hand combat, Raven stood back and smiled.
“My mistake little tiger. I should have recognized one trained by the League of Assassins.”
“And your training suggests that we are on equal footing. There is no point in continuing this battle.” Ben said as he continued to take in slow steady breaths. “As we fight, the rest of your team is being taken out one by one. We are nearly finished here and so are you.” Ravens laugh almost startled Ben as he took a half step back while still maintaining his stance.
“Rustam is a foolish man but one of great vision. I knew they would send someone once they determined that the serpent was planning to strike at its master.” Raven said slyly.
“What are you talking about?” Ben asked.
“Didn’t you realize when you gave him to us we would just turn around and use him as a first strike against the West?”
“Use who?”
Raven laughed again. “You don’t honestly know do you?” Ben lost control and charged Raven.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:20:55 GMT -5
“Tom, I wasn’t able to find anything that looked like a weapon on my first sweep.” Eve said as she stood inside the capital building with Nemesis and Resurrection Man. “I didn’t want to get noticed before I had a chance to get the rest of the Squad in place.”
“That’s ok.” Nemesis said to her. “This is as good a place to start as any.”
“This is the lowest level of this place?” Mitch asked looking around. “Didn’t seem this big from the outside.”
“Well, this is as good a place to start as anywhere.” Nemesis repeated.
“Looks more like a dungeon down here then a government building.” Mitch said. “Well, I am going to check on the others. Let me know if you find anything.” Eve said before slipping through a black hole that closed up behind her.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:21:33 GMT -5
June knew she had to say the witch’s name. Like a person taking in a deep breath before jumping into the water, June said it. “ENCHANTRESS.” A green flash of light engulfed June and she felt herself burn away like flash paper until the Enchantress was in control. Though the transformation was nearly silent, the crackle of energy and magic got the attention of Badb. Enchantress looked down and saw a small red headed girl no more then ten years in age standing in front of her. Enchantress stood there for a moment staring at Badb. Was this the one they sent her after, this small child?
“Why do you just stand there little one. I am not going to hurt you.” Enchantress was kind of confused by the words that came out of her mouth. She leaned down to the girl and put her arms around her. “There nothing to be afraid of anymore.”
“Yes there is.” Badb said smiling.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:21:57 GMT -5
Larry Bolatinsky was dropped off and quickly got to working looking for the Djinn. He took his work seriously when the situation called for it. He just didn’t feel this magic genie was up to par with his talents. He was a professional nonetheless and would do what he had to in order to serve his time with these circus freaks and psychos! Once he was done, he would get back to business killing folks for money. No more government bozos. Though he may have to make a go at the frost queen before it’s all said and done. Bolt open the door to what appeared to be small computer lab. He walked up to a computer terminal and started tapping on some keys.
“Come out, come out wherever you are magic idiot!” Bolt said loudly, looking around the room. A hand reached out from the monitor in front of him and grabbed hold of his head and began to squeeze. Bolt pulled back and the Djinn fully emerged from the monitor. He stood nearly ten feet tall. Bolt began to wildly shoot streams of electricity at everything in the room. He quickly knocked out the lights and was able to escape the Djinn’s grasp.
“What the hell freak! Sneaking up on someone like that.” Bolt shouted as he crouched down in the dark. “I just came to talk.”
“You are not welcome here.” The Djinn said in a calm calculated voice. “Leave or be destroyed.”
“Not likely. My freedom depends on me frying your stupid ass.” Bolt jumped up and fired a blast in the direction he heard the genies voice come from. The lights flickered a bit then returned. Bolt stood up and saw the Djinn floating in front of him.
“Non compliance is determined. Destruction is the only alternative.” The Djinn said. Bolt began to tremor. He felt a tingling in his left arm before he dropped to his knees. He was having a heart attack.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:23:09 GMT -5
Killer Frost found her foe sound asleep in his room. She stood next to his bed looking down on him. So much for fire works. She thought as she reached out and touched his arm. She slowly felt the heat begin to leave his body giving her the warmth she always craved. Angi slowly opened his eyes as he became aware what was happening to him.
“Wakey, wakey sleepy head.” Killer Frost said in a soft singsong voice as she continued to drain the heat from his body. Angi didn’t move, but Frost noticed a smile as it began to form on Angi’s face. Frost was confused by this but was quickly distracted as she began to feel warmer, much warmer. Too warm in fact. She tried to pull away when Angi reached up with both arms and pulled her of top of him. It was too much! Frost was burning up inside! It took all her strength and will to form an ice shard, which she quickly raised up and aimed for Angi’s chest. It punctured his skin but began to melt the harder she pushed down on it. Soon it was nothing but water, then steam.
Angi continued to smile as he held her down on top of him. Something changed inside of Frost. She felt something she hadn’t for a long time. She quickly gave up resisting and pressed herself against him. She began to kiss and grind against his warm body. He embraced her as the heat from his body changed to passion. Frost felt more in control then she ever was in her entire life. Angi tilted his head back as Frost began to kiss his neck. The steam that was rising off his body was slowly replaced with frost as she continued. Killer Frost sat up on top of him. Angi looked up to see an icicle in each her hands. She raised them up and quickly shoved them into each one of his ears until she felt them break off deep inside his head. When she saw his eyes roll into the back of his head and blood trickle from his noses, she was satisfied.
“Hmm. I guess men really can only use one head at a time.” She stood up and adjusted herself. Killer Frost took one last look at Angi before heading out. “Thanks honey. That was hot.”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:23:47 GMT -5
Amanda Waller lay in a roll out bed in her office. She never went home while the squad was away on a mission and she rarely slept, no matter how hard she tried. The buzzing of her Blackberry forced her up. She flipped on a light and walked over to her desk. She picked up the device and read the text message:
A- Marlo is the target. Deadline was the shooter. He’s been taken out. Send a retrieval team for pick-up. There are two of us and one hospitalized - status critical. -O
Amanda picked up the phone. After a few rings, someone on the other end picked up.
“Flo get a team to pick up the group in France with a med unit in tow. Also get me Eiling on the phone now!” Amanda barked the orders to her niece.
“Yes, Sir.” A groggy Flo yawned.
Amanda hung up the phone. Something wasn’t right and she was determined to get to the bottom of it!
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:24:17 GMT -5
“There’s nothing down that way but more empty cells.” Mitch said as he walked back over to where Tom was standing in front of a door. “I told you it was a dungeon down here.”
“Yeah a dungeon.” Tom said running his hand down the door. “But if there is nothing down here then why is this door sealed shut?”
“What are you thinking?” Mitch asked.
“I’m thinking we check behind this door. You have any other powers than flight at the moment? Something that might help us see what’s behind this thing?” Tom looked over at Mitch.
“Not sure.” Mitch shrugged.
Tom stepped out of the way. When Resurrection Man dies he usually gains new powers, but he isn’t always immediately aware of what those new powers are. He discovered he could fly before they left for Qurac but he wasn’t too comfortable with using that one yet. Since he was literally blown up last week, he was expecting a firepower of some kind.
“Nothing.” Mitch sighed. “Let me try the door.” Mitch reached the handle and pulled. The stone frame began to give way to the metal door as Mitch ripped it open.
“I guess this means you really are the smart one, huh?” Mitch smirked as he and Tom cautiously entered the dimly lit cell. Nemesis took out a small flashlight and began to scan the cell. He stopped when the light reflected off something in the corner.
“Is that who I think it is?” Mitch’s whispered. “Huh. Yeah, it’s him. I don’t know how or why, but it’s definitely him.” Nemesis whispered back. “You better call Eve.”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:24:42 GMT -5
Enchantress was confused. She couldn’t focus. She tried to conjure up a containment spell but couldn’t remember how. She was afraid. What if she got it wrong? What if she hurt herself or the girl? She didn’t want to hurt anyone. She didn’t want to be alone. Everyone in her life left her. Everyone around her died. What was she going to do when she was all alone? Wait, those weren’t her thoughts, those were June’s.
“Get out of my head you pathetic little weakling. I am in control. Not you!” Enchantress began to yell. “We don’t need anyone. I don’t need anyone. So stay out of it!”
June attempted to regain focus. It was like looking through a haze but June could see through the Enchantress’s eyes. What she saw was fear and hatred. Badb stood and watched as Enchantress fall to her knees. She looked up at the little girl and smiled.
“You have been a very bad little girl haven’t you?” Enchantress slowly began to stand. She reached up and backhanded Badb. The girl fell and landed flat on her back. She lay there and began to cry.
“Is that how you do it? Make people feed into their fears? Tap into their emotions until they lose control? Well guess what little girl that may work on baby June, but not me. No not me!” Enchantress screeched as she rose to her full height and towered over the girl. She leaned down and put her hands on Badb's neck and slowly began to squeeze. Her eyes turned from green to red as Enchantress tightened her grip.
“Are you still watching June? Are you? Is that what you are afraid of? Afraid to lose control? Destroy yourself? Destroy the world? Is it? Well get a good look because this is the future. There is no turning back. There is no where left to hide once I snap this scrawny little bitch’s neck!”
“Step away from her!” Nightshade demanded, standing behind Enchantress. “Now!”
“You don’t understand. She is evil.” Enchantress howled as she squeezed Badb’s neck while staring into her eye. “I have to kill her before it’s too late!”
“It’s over. Subdue her and then say your name! NOW Enchantress!” Eve moved closer to Enchantress, ready to contain her if necessary. “Say your name now!”
Enchantress quickly spoke a sleeping spell and Badb was out cold. “It’s only a matter of time, isn’t it, June? Only a matter of time…”
“ENCHANTRESS!!!” She yelled and quickly collapsed next to Badb.
“Crazy witch.” Eve sighed, just as her earpiece buzzed.
“Eve, you need to get back down here now.” She heard Nemesis say.
“Did you find the weapon?” she asked.
“I am afraid so.” Tom responded.
“Why do you say that?” Eve asked, a little hesitantly.
“Eve, just get down here. It’s Captain Atom.”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:25:28 GMT -5
It took Eve less then five seconds to go through a dimensional hole and reach the sub basement. She stood there stunned. She couldn’t believe her eyes. In the corner of the cell was Nathaniel Adam, known to the rest of the world as Captain Atom. She ran over to him and dropped to her knees. He was bound to the wall by his wrists and ankles with mechanical shackles.
“What’s wrong with him? How did he get like this?” Eve gasped.
“Whatever he’s hooked up to is keeping him sedated and probably suppressing his powers.” Mitch said.
“Well get him out of this.” Eve cried, pulling on the restraints.
“Eve, wait. We don’t know what that will do to him.” Tom told her, putting a hand on her shoulder.
“Damn it, Tom I don’t care!” Eve sobbed, pulling on the restraints even harder. Mitch looked at Eve and then Tom and made up his mind. He walked over and pulled the shackles off Atom and stepped back.
“Nate honey wake up! Wake up!” Eve whispered, holding Captain Atom in her arms.
“What do we do, Tom?” Mitch asked.
“I don’t know what has been going on here. But we need to gather up the others and get out of here.” Tom crouched down next to Eve and Captain Atom.
“Why? I thought he was working undercover somewhere. I never thought to ask.” Eve mumbled, trying to figure out how Captain Atom had gotten into this situation. She stroked his silver hair as she helped him into a sitting position. “How many months has it been since we said good bye? How long have you been like this? Marlo…”
“Lets get him out of here and…” Nemesis trailed off when he heard Captain Atom start to speak.
“Eve?” He whispered. “I am sorry.”
“It’s not your fault. We are going to get you out of here and everything is going to be fine.” Eve wiped the tears off her cheeks and regained composure.
“No. It’s too late. Get out of here now.” Atom said, slowly trying to stand up.
“Atom, stay still, your weak. We will get you out of here.” Nemesis promised as he reached out and grabbed Atom’s arm.
“Let go of me. You’ve done enough. Everyone has done enough. Now its time for me to do something.” Captain Atom growled and began walking towards the doorway.
“Hold up there, mister.” Resurrection Man stepped in front of him “We are in the middle of an OP here. We go out together.”
“Who’s going to stop me, you? You made a mistake, I wasn’t made weaker. I was made stronger. Stronger then I have ever been. Now it’s time to finish this.”
“Nate wait. Calm down a minute I know you’ve been through a lot but we will finish this together.” Eve was worried now and she wasn’t ready to let Captain Atom walk out the door in anger.
“Sorry, Eve, its too late. I’ve got to wipe them out this time so they can’t hurt me or anyone else again! And I will destroy anything or anyone if I have to in order to get to Lord and Eiling!” Atom shoved Mitch out of the way and took off out of the cell and down the hall.
“Damn it!” Nemesis shouted. “Eve, pull everyone out now! This missions over!”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:25:58 GMT -5
Rick stood there with his gun pointing at President Marlo. “So your saying your not surprised? Why? Because you duped the U.N. and the rest of the world into thinking you’re a patriot? Your nothing more then a terrorist.”
“You’ve got it all figured out so it doesn’t really matter what I say does it, Colonel Flagg?” Marlo said smugly.
“Your right it doesn’t matter because your going to tell me where the weapon is and what your planning to do with it?” “Weapon?” Marlo began to laugh. “Is that what he told you?”
“He who?”
“You don’t know? Well this is strange. You westerners are less trusting of each other then you are of your enemies.” Marlo locked his fingers together and leaned back in his chair.
“No more games, Marlo. It’s over. As we speak, your group is being taken out one by one. Then we are taking you into custody where you will answer some questions.”
“You have no authority to take me anywhere. Besides, I have not committed any crimes.”
“Where’s the weapon?” Flagg demanded.
“That’s twice you asked that. There is no weapon. You have nothing, Flagg, so you and your little team can head back and tell Eiling the deals off.”
“What did you say…”
“Don’t say another word to him!” Rustam entered the door with his gun raised at Flagg. “Put it down or I put you down.”
“Move another inch and I will shoot your precious President where he sits!” Flagg cocked his gun and kept it pointed at President Marlo.
“Do it and you will unleash a hell your country has never seen the likes of!” Rustam snarled.
“You can’t threaten me anymore Colonel” Marlo said, enunciating every word. “Eiling wouldn’t dare take me on. Even he and his organization aren’t stupid enough to take on the Ten. So drop your weapon and walk out of here now.”
Flagg spun around towards Rustam when he heard two shots ring out. He watched as Rustam hit the ground with a thud and he saw blood start to seep from two bullet wounds in Rustam's chest.
“Lets go Colonel.” Deadshot said, leaning against the doorframe. Flagg noticed that Deadshot was badly wounded, but said nothing. He just nodded to him as he followed him out the door.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:26:22 GMT -5
Bronze Tiger was full of rage and didn’t know why. He felt out of control. Maybe he stayed in control too often. Why was he always expending so much energy to keep it in check? This was the release he needed. This is what he was trained for. He was trained to kill. Ben had Raven right where he wanted him with his back against the wall. He was ready to deliver the killing blow when the communicator in his ear buzzed.
“Ben this Eve. The mission is a bust. We have to go now.”
Ben stood there for a moment. He then turned and began to walk away.
“You are turning your back on me?” Raven called after him, using the wall to support himself . “A man who is afraid to kill isn’t a man at all!”
“It’s over Raven.”
“It won’t be over until I am standing over your dead body.”
“You had your chance. If you could, you would have.”
“Don’t be where I can find you little Tiger. I will kill you next time!”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:26:45 GMT -5
“Do you know what time is it?” Eiling snapped into the phone. “This better be important.”
“Your damn right it’s important.” Waller snapped back. “I just got word from the Squad that their mission has gone south and they are preparing to head back from Qurac.”
“Did they take out the weapon?”
“No! He took off and it appears he’s heading your way.”
“He?”
“Yeah! One of yours, Captain Atom, and he has mad on for you and President Lord. He was being held captive in the Capital building of Qurac.” Amanda screamed at Eiling.
“I wasn’t aware of that. I thought…”
“You better stop thinking and start giving me some answers!” She interrupted him.
“I don’t know what’s going on!”
“Well we have a satellite tracking Atom and as fast as he is flying he will be on your door step in less then three hours! Figure it out!” Amanda slammed down the phone.
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:27:23 GMT -5
Nightshade and Flagg were the last ones to get back to the plane.
“Do we have everyone?” Rick asked.
“Yeah.” Nemesis said. “Some are a little worse for the wear but everyone made it.”
“Good lets get ready to get out of here.” Rick walked over to the cockpit.
“Lets get this bird in the air, Briscoe!” Rick said to the pilot.
“That could be a problem, Colonel. Your activities in the city are all over the local military’s radio. They are on their way here now. They’re gonna try and intercept us before we take off.”
“How many does it sound like they are sending and how soon?” Flagg asked.
“Sir, they say President Marlo’s dead. They are sending everyone! ETA two minutes!”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:28:47 GMT -5
“Damn it! I told them we couldn’t trust Marlo!” Eiling shouted after getting off the phone with Waller. He dialed another number.
“We have a problem.” Eiling said to the person on the other end.
“No, General, you have a problem. It’s time you cleaned it up. If the council has to step in you will not like the results. I promise you that!”
“Understood.” Eiling hung up the phone and dialed yet another number.
“Eric Blairman, we have a situation that compromises national security. A terrorist group has just attacked the country of Qurac and is now on their way to Washington to kill the President of the United States. Be warned, they have brainwashed Captain Atom into working with them as well. I need Major Force and the Force of July. I also need you to send an agent to kill the traitor to this country who was behind the entire plot, Amanda Waller.”
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Post by Admin on Apr 4, 2006 21:29:12 GMT -5
To be concluded!
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Post by mockingbird on Aug 8, 2011 13:28:45 GMT -5
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