Title: Avalon
Summary: There is more than one power that is forbidden by god for human hands, but to fight Angels nothing is off the table.
Spoilers: Marvel and Evangelion.
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1.1.1: Angel War
First Strike
April 8th, 2015
"Electronic Warfare systems green across the board."
"Both engines at full potential. Thruster 1, 2, 4 and 6 at 100 percent. 3 and 5 are at 96 percent, well within tolerance."
"Fuel cells at full, power conversion at 99.999 percent efficiency."
"You ready for this captain?" Hearing the voices over the intercom, the young man was less than surprised to find out that she was asking him that. Looking to his right, he took a moment to take in the sight of the green aircraft in the launch catapult next to his.
"I could be asking you the same thing Mana, but now is not the time. This is our first combat mission, not some training exercise." He replied.
"Aww, is our little captain worried?" another voice asked. Moving his head to the left and downward, he looked at the pink aircraft in the lower catapult, the sight only possible thanks to the crafts all-angles view.
"Cut the chatter down Cmdr. Makinami." Was his response, which earned him a laugh.
"Oh, so you're on a first name basis with Mana, but it's Cmdr. for me? I didn't realize she meant that much to you." Mary stated, continuing to laugh.
"It's not like that, I just like Mana and not you, that's all."
"Oh really? Because you seem to like other people here to and you always refer to them formally. When was the last time you called the Director 'Nick'?" Mary continued. The young pilot felt his blood pressure rising, before he took a moment to take a deep breath and calm his thoughts.
"Mary, I know what you're doing, and I'm not playing this game."
"Oh, come on" she whined "show me that angry face you make when I annoy you, it makes you look like an angry puppy."
Feeling his face turn red, he double checked his comm. system to make sure he was on audio-only communication. Confirming that he was, he let out a sigh of relief.
"I'm not even sending you a video feed, why do you even care? Scratch that, I don't want to know. But this, this is exactly why I'm informal with Mana, because she doesn't try to get me into shit like this." He told her, only when he was done remembering that he was on an open comm. "Oh fuck."
"That's all very interesting captain Haida, but I personally do not feel I needed to know this." A male voice informed him.
"Director Fury," he stated nervously "I apologies, I forgot for a moment that this was an open comm."
"It's alright son, just don't let it happen again. Though Mary does bring up the point that you pilots are not considered on par with agents here. You are well within your rights to be informal with us." The director responded.
"With all due respect sir, Department H operates differently from S.H.I.E.L.D. and is much more… traditional in its methods." He explained. Looking back at the green aircraft, he couldn't help but wonder what the girl within was thinking.
"Be that as it may, I just wanted to remind all three of you that this is more than just a typical S.H.I.E.L.D. and Department H joint mission, this is a full multinational join operation with NERV and Gehirn. Anything you do wrong could lead to a diplomatic incident and neither of our countries wants to deal with that. Is that understood" After hearing three 'yes sir's, he continued. "Alright then. Avalons, move out."
With that order, the three aircraft launched from the Helicarrier, heading westwards towards Tokyo-3.
Outside Tokyo-2 minor train station #7
Looking at his watch, Shinji Ikari was livid. He had sent a letter from his father summoning him with instructions on where to go, with a picture of the woman who would be picking him up.
And she was over an hour late.
Taking in his surroundings from his seat on a roadside bench, he felt intimidated by the sight of the tall buildings around him. The tallest building in the town he'd called home was a house that had two floors and an attic. The train station alone dwarfed everything he had known, and it was nothing compared to the towers of glass that surrounded him in all directions. It didn't help that there was not a soul in sight, everyone having disappeared half an hour before when sirens had gone off. He had heard of this, that in the major cities and towns along the coast they would have a drill once every few weeks in case of an emergency. But even if he had known where to go, he didn't think of a standard drill important enough for him to add even more time to his wait by having the woman need to go looking for him in the shelters.
Not that he minded after giving it some thought. After all, why should he be in a hurry to see his father again? He hadn't seen him in three years and then all of a sudden he sends him a letter telling him to come to Tokyo-3? What was there in Tokyo-3 anyway? From what he had heard about the city it was just the place where the mega-corporations of Japan built their research and development divisions. What else did it have? Some 'Geo-Front' thing, whatever that means. What possible use could he be in a place like that?
And what the hell was that noise?
Looking towards his left, he say a car speeding towards him at what was definitely above highway speeds, let alone that of normal roads. It was probably a whole kilometer away, but with it being the only moving object in sight he could see it clear as day.
"Why is it moving so fast?" He quietly asked himself.
As if to answer his question, a loud noise to his right grabbed his attention. In the opening between two mountains that lead to the ocean, Shinji could see dozens of helicopters: CH-53Es, VTOLs and even a few Apaches. And they were all moving towards him. In reverse. And not a moment later a monster showed its face. The beast, easily hundreds of feet tall, merely walked forwards as one of the VTOLs fired on it to no apparent effect. Its retaliation was swift; it stopped, lifted its arm and fired some sort of purple energy out of its hand. The VTOL fell out of sight, blowing up behind one of the buildings a few blocks from where he was. The explosion was followed by another as the monster jumped towards where it landed, presumably landing on it.
As the assembled helicopters and rocket artillery Shinji could not see started to fire on the monster, his attention turned from the battle back to the road as the car that had been speeding towards him came to a screeching halt not five feet from him. The car, a black town car, had four letters written in red. His English wasn't perfect, but he couldn't make out what the possible meaning could be behind… "Nerv?"
As if in response to his question, the front passenger door opened. Inside the driver seat sat a woman in her late twenties with sunglasses and a red beret. He immediately recognized her as the woman in the picture. In that she had looked so carefree, but here she looked more serious then he would have thought possible.
"Get in." Not questioning her as another explosion could be herd in the distance; he practically dove into the passenger seat. By the time he had closed the door; the car had already reversed, preformed a J turn and had begun accelerating down the road at speeds Shinji didn't think where possible for a car.
"What the hell was that thing?" He thought out loud as he looked in the mirror at the battle behind them.
"That 'thing' is code named 'Angel'." The woman explained. As the battle behind them became smaller and smaller, she quickly turned onto an empty highway with a sign that read 'Tokyo-3: 120 km'. Remembering that he hadn't tied up his seatbelt, Shinji did so.
"I'm Misato by the way, nice to meet you Shinji." The woman, Misato, said to him. Nervously nodding, Shinji's response couldn't be herd as three aircraft flew not a hundred feet above the car in the same direction as them, only to turn around back towards the city.
5 kilometers North West of Tokyo-2
"Alright ladies," Jon's voice said over the comm. "This is the real deal. Safeties off and cannons to maximum."
"Yes sir." Mana replied. Despite her training, she couldn't help but feel nervous about fighting that monster. Having done a flyover the city, the JSSDF had only managed to slow the beast down at the cost of entire districts of the city and more than a few soldiers. "What's the plan captain?"
"We double back, get into formation, then see what effect a simultaneous attack using all our cannons at maximum will have. Hopefully it will work out better than the JSSDF." Jon informed her. Flying low over a highway, she followed his lead as he turned around and sped towards Tokyo-2. As the target moved in their direction, the bulk of the JSSDF forces in and around the city now in ruins, the three Avalons kept low as they charged the monster. "Aim for the red spot on his chest and fire on my mark."
The craft moved closer, now within the city, as the monster continued to move without giving them any attention. Moving closer and closer, Mana started to breathe faster as the think looked blankly at them. "Fire."
Not a moment later, the three craft each unleashed the power of their twin rapid-fire plasma cannons. Giving the monster three seconds of spray before they passed it, there was no real visible effect to it other than causing it to fall over onto its back.
"Target is still moving." One of the technicians from NERV informed them.
"God dame it, that was everything we had, and all we did was knock it over?" Mary groaned. Despite wanting to think otherwise, Mana couldn't deny that she had a point. The Avalons entire arsenal was the twin plasma canons that used the power of their fuel cells and any bombs which may have been strapped onto them. If all they could do united was knock it over, what use could they be?
"Avalon 1 to NERV 1, what's the status on your toy?" Jon asked. To most he probably sounded perfectly calm, but Mana could tell he was nervous. They had expected this to be a simple battle that would be over as soon as they arrived.
"Unit 0 will be ready within half an hour. If it is incapable of finishing the task on its own, Unit 1 will be ready in two hours." The NERV woman explained. "Your orders are to distract the Angel while we prepare for launch."
"Well that's easier said than done, the thing's already back up." Mary moaned.
"Mary, quit complaining. What we're going to do is go on hit and run attacks. With any luck, we should be able to keep it busy long enough for them to get this 'Unit 0' ready. Understood?" Both Mana and Mary responded to Jon's order with an affirmative, the captain being the first to strike as the Angel left the city limits. He struck the Angel across its torso, again not causing any visible effect. As it stopped moving and looked up at the blue Avalon, clearly intending to attack, Mary's pink Avalon dove in from behind, sticking across its back. Again the Angel stopped, and again it positioned itself to strike the new threat. Readying herself, Mana dove at the Angel and gave it a seconds worth of plasma across its back. Quickly pulling up, she pushed the throttle to max as it now targeted her.
But it never struck.
Looking back, she saw that Jon had one again attacked and gained its attention. Mary was about to start her second run, which meant that she was going to need to do her own attack in moments. Again readying herself, she wondered how long they would need to do this.
Highway 113, 40 kms south east of Tokyo-3
For most of the car ride, Shinji had been quiet. Keeping an eye on the battle with the mirrors in the car and the occasional glance over his shoulder, the Angel now was but a tiny object from his point of view, able to be blocked from sight by his thumb.
"Uh, Miss Katsuragi, why exactly was I brought here?" Shinji asked nervously. His question just caused Misato to smirk.
"In the last half hour you were in the middle of a battle between the military and an alien, saved by a beautiful woman and are currently speeding down a highway and the first thing you ask is why you're here. You are you're father's son." Her comment made Shinji feel uncomfortable. He really didn't want to think of himself like that; he wanted to think that if he had been in the same situation he would have been a better man and not sent his own son away.
Forcing a smile, he spoke again. "Thanks, but that doesn't really answer my question."
Misato didn't respond at first. Looking at her watch for a moment, she smirked as she continued to drive down the highway. Moments later Shinji felt a slight vibration, then another, and another. The vibrations continued, getting slightly stronger each time. By the time the vibrations became violent and started to cause the car to sway, Shinji could see what was causing them. Up ahead a few kilometers in front of them, an orange object that he could only describe as a metal monster was running towards them parallel to the highway.
As the orang machine, which appeared to be sprinting, came closer, Misato stopped the car. Shinji understood why, as the machine finally passed them by the force of its steps where so strong that it caused the car to be lifted over a foot in the air before a hard landing probably broke something important on the underside.
Looking behind in awe after the machine, Shinji could barely understand what was happening. To get a better view, he unbuckled himself and opening his window, leaning over to watch the machine as it continued to run towards the Angel that was almost too far to be seen.
"What in the name of god was that?"
"That, my dead Shinji, was Evangelion Unit 0."
Highway 113, 75 kms south east of Tokyo-3
"My cannons have overheated again, captain. Computer sais it'll take at least five minutes to regain operation."
"Jon, my port cannon's internal circuits have melted, starboard is only discharging at 38 percent potential."
Jon Haida was not a happy man. For the past forty minutes he and his fellow pilots had been doing their best to slow the Angel down. Though they could slow it down for a minute with a good hit and run attack, the tactic only works so long as they could continue to do so. The problem wasn't with the energy requirements, the fuel cells could be used to fire continuously for weeks on end, the problem was the cannons. After only a few runs, the things would overheat and when they were ready to fire again they would not be able to discharge as much energy as before. Every time they would stop to let their cannons cool off, the Angel would continue on its way. And the JSSDF had informed them in no uncertain terms that if it reached the 60 kilometer line, an N2 mine would be deployed.
"Son of a bitch, Avalon 1 to NERV 1, where the hell is Unit 0?" Despite NERVs best efforts, they had been ten minutes late in deploying Unit 0, which just made it that much harder on the three pilots who needed to distract the Angel while dodging the occasional attack from it.
"Unit 0 is approximately 35 kilometers from your location, estimated time of arrival in 70 seconds." The NERV woman, who Jon had learned was one 1st Lieutenant Maya Ibuki, informed him.
"Roger NERV. Mana, you keep a safe distance while your cannons cool. Mary, you might only have one but it will have to do. Until Unit 0 gets here we are to continue as ordered." Despite his tone of voice, he was very worried. His own weapons had dropped to below 40 percent potential and where again on the verge of overheating. Due to the overheating problem, he had ordered them to only use one cannon on each run and alternate between them. The only problem was that due to the way the cannons where built much of the heat generated by one would affect the other, only adding one or two runs that could be done before overheating occurred. This was a serious problem that, assuming they survived, would need to be addressed.
Diving towards the Angel again, he couldn't help but notice that Mary's pink Avalon was starting to trail smoke from its burnt out cannon. This would be expected if the smoke where white, but it was a dark black.
"Mary," he yelled "cancel my orders, you're on fire. Get out of here now and get to the closest airport."
"But..." Mary started to say in protest, but Jon quickly cut her off.
"No buts, if you put more strain on the weapon systems with one of your cannons on fire you could risk igniting the fuel cells, and we both know what that would do." He didn't need to explain it to her. Though the fuel cells used energy that was neither flammable nor liquid, but extracted from something classified above his clearance level, he still used the term 'ignition' due to the fact that, should the fuel cells go critical, the resulting explosion would be comparable to the Tsar Bomba in theory. In practice they had never had an opportunity to find out, and the young captain wanted to keep it that way.
With Mana on the sidelines and Mary out of the fight, Jon prepared for another dive before he noticed that, despite more than a few moments passing without being fired on, the Angel had stopped moving. And he could see why. Ahead of it was a large orange mech that was charging straight for it.
Taking a moment to take in the sight, he knew that this battle was not over. "Mana, head towards Tokyo-3 airport, we're done here."
Unit 0 cockpit
This was the moment she had been training for all these years. Ever since she had been first created, she had been waiting for this day, the pay she fulfilled her purpose. The brave soldiers of the JSSDF had tried and failed to harm the Angel or stop it, the Avalons had merely slowed it down, but now, with the weight of the world on her shoulders, she was about to stop this monster from parts unknown from taking a single step further towards her home.
"Mana, head towards Tokyo-3 airport, we're done here." She heard the voice of the Avalon group leader state. She agreed with the sentiment. Two of them unable to continue and Unit 0s entry into the fight, the last one would simply get in her way.
"Unit 0 to NERV 1, I am about to engage in combat." Taking a moment to look at her clock, she noted that she had two and a half minutes worth of energy remaining. The only weapon she had was her prog-knife, the rifles not available to her this far from the city limits and their need considered too low for her to have been issued one before launch.
"Rei, Angel three's AT field is at 6.7" Maya informed her. Taking note of that, she activated her own AT field at maximum. She was not moments away from the Angel, its eyes glowing slightly as it lifted its arm. Moving to the right to avoid the energy discharge, she took her prog-knife and activated it. Not a moment later she slammed into the angel's AT field with the full force of her charge.
"AT fields have come into contact, they're beginning to eliminate each other." Makoto franticly stated. When the AT fields did cross each other out, the Angel grabbed Unit 0s head with its hand and began to pound at it. Despite the pain that was forcing itself on her left eye, Rei kept calm and cut into the attacking arm with her prog-knife. Cutting the arm off, she then grabbed the Angel's face, forced it backwards into the ground and began to stab at its core.
The first stab caused the core to have major cracks. The second caused it to have even more. The third caused parts of it to start to fall off. The fourth caused it to fall apart completely. There was no time for a fifth as the angel, with its dying breath, lunged forward towards Unit 0, held it in a firm embrace and detonated itself around the Evangelion.
"Is she alright? Is she alive?"
"Not reading anything from Unit 0."
"Heat signatures unknown, life signs unknown, we're not getting anything."
"Well for the love of god somebody find out if she is alive."
"Unit 0 reporting mission accomplished."
Above Highway 113, 60 kms south east of Tokyo-3
The only thing that was crossing the minds of the three Avalon pilots as they flew towards Tokyo-3 was summed up by Mary. "Holy shit."
Highway 113, 35 kms south east of Tokyo-3
"Miss Katsuragi, what just happened? What was that thing?" Shinji asked as he watched the sight of the now clearing explosion behind them. Misato, though, wasn't paying him full attention as she had her ear pressed against her cellphone.
"Is she alright and is it dead? Yes to both? Good. And how are our guests doing? That bad. What are the chances of there being a problem with the one on fire? What do you mean 'we don't know'? This isn't just something we can leave up to chance, you and I both know what could happen if there is a problem. Yes I know it's not my place to worry, but I am still Operations Director, so it's my place to at least know. Yes, he's safe. Code name 'third' will be there soon. Eta 15 minutes." With that she turned off her phone and returned her attention to Shinji. "Sorry about that, work and all."
Shinji didn't know how to react to any of this. What was that 'Evangelion' thing? Or the 'Angel' for that matter? Who were these 'guests' and why where they so important? Why had he been referred to as 'third'? All these and other questions raced through his mind as he could only begin to imagine what possible reason there could have been for his father to send for him.
"I just hope I'll get a few answers." He mumbled to himself. Looking out the window and watching as three planes quickly passed over them, one of them trailing smoke, he felt something fall onto his lap. Looking down, he saw that Misato had given him some sort of file with the title 'welcome to NERV' on it.
"Uh, Miss Katsuragi, what's a 'NERV'?"
"NERV is Japan's answer to anything the JSSDF can't handle. It was created to fight the Angels, but it also is used for whatever might come up that we need something unconventional to fight with. Essentially a glorified research and development branch of the military." After hearing her short explanation, he understood why it was based in Tokyo-3, but that still left his one big question hanging. Opening the file, he noticed that much, in fact most, of the documents were crossed out with a black marker. As he read through what little there was that was uncensored, he noticed that there were seven pages that each had a photo of someone clipped on. The first was of himself, with standard information about his age, place of birth, that sort of thing. The next one was of Misato, with most of it being blanked out. The third was of an albino girl, most of which was also censored, but did reveal her name to be 'Rei'.
The next one was of a red headed European. This girl, 'Asuka', had everything except her name and age crossed out. The next was of a boy about his age, also European, with short blond-brown hair. This 'Jon' had most of his file censored as well, but the words 'Department H' had randomly been left uncensored for whatever reason. Next was a girl with short, light brown hair by the name of 'Mana'. Like Jon her file had a seemingly random word declassified, though hers was 'S.H.I.E.L.D.', whatever that meant. The last was that of a girl named 'Mary' with long brown hair. Like Mana her one word that was declassified apart from her age and name was 'S.H.I.E.L.D.'
Taking a moment to let it all sink in, Shinji couldn't help but feel slightly overwhelmed. Whatever was happening, it was going to be a long ride.
Tokyo-3 international airport
"Mary, slow down. You're going in to fast." Jon ordered her. With her Avalon on fire, she had been given priority over the others for landing and she could see several fire trucks and an ambulance assembled for when she hit the ground.
"Sorry cap, but one of the fuel injectors is jammed open, plus my landing gear is not responding. This is going to hurt." The pink Avalon quickly descended towards the airstrip, the flames of the fire that was consuming its cannon now visible. As it began its final approach, Mana and Jon could do nothing as they watched their comrade fall from the sky.
Moments before she hit the landing strip, Mary made one last comment in her typical fashion. "Mana, if I don't make it, you can have my stuff. Jon, please wear that outfit I got out in public."
"No." His response was immediate. "Spoilsport."
With that, the pink Avalon hit the airstrip hard. The force of the impact caused the plane to bounce several meters into the air before coming down again and the engines still pushing it forward. The Avalon moved forward, sparks form its underside flying behind it as it kept moving forward at a slower and slower rate. After a few seconds, smoke started to fill the cockpit. After a few more seconds, Mary was coughing uncontrollably as the density of the smoke became too high for her to handle. When the Avalon finally came to a stop it was over a kilometer ahead of where it had touched down, the engines deactivating because of the strain they were under.
Still coughing hard, she pulled one of the emergency levers which popped open the top of the cockpit. Quickly pulling herself up and over the side, she slid down the side for a moment before falling the rest of the way down onto the hard concrete airstrip. Though she tried her best to roll into the fall, she most definitely felt something in her legs brake. Not wasting her type trying to lift herself up, she rolled herself away from her Avalon as fast as she could.
Stopping herself on her stomach as the concrete underneath her turned to grass; she looked back at her Avalon to see that several fire trucks had started to spray it with foam, the fire not consuming the entire left wing. Her eyes started to close as she surcame to the pain in her legs, her blurry vision seeing two paramedics.
In the adjacent airstrip Avalon's 1 and 2 landed together in a combat landing. Before either one of their planes had come to a full stop both pilots had started to climb out of their cockpits, leaving their planes to be removed from the runway by the airport's ground crew. Both did what was probably the opposite of the logical course of action in this situation, and ran towards the burning Avalon 3.
As they got closer to the plane, two firefighters grabbed each of them to prevent them from getting closer. "There's nothing you can do kid." One of them told them. "She's already out; it's just the burning plane."
Stopping his resistance, Jon fell to the ground. He watched the plane burn. This was his fault, if he had been a better leader, managed the fight better, this never would have happened. His job was to protect Mana and Mary while they were in the air, and he had failed.
Movement catching his eye, he turned his head to see an ambulance moving away from them, lights on and going as fast as it could. Lifting himself up, he asked the firefighter "where is that ambulance going?"
"It's probably heading towards the General hospital, only hospital this city has."
"How do I get to it? Where is it?"
"It's in the Geo-Front."
That answer begged the question that Mana. "What is the Geo-Front?"
S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier
Looking over the eastern coast of Japan from high above the Pacific, Director Fury was questioning the wisdom of the use of the Avalons so soon after development with pilots without any real combat experience.
"Director," one of the communications officers stated. "We have an update on their status."
"Well go on, I don't have all day." If Director Fury was known for anything, it was that he was blunt.
"NERV 1 confirms the destruction of target Angel-3, however…"
"However?"
"However, Avalon 3 was forced to crash land at Tokyo-3 airport. Pilot Makinami is apparently being rushed to the hospital."
Taking a moment to make sure the officer was finished, the Director spoke two words. "I see."
Geo-Front entrance C-63
As the car pulled up into the specially made elevator, Shinji started to question his decision to come at all. Giant monsters, giant robots, the military caught in the middle, a plane that apparently crashed at the airport they passed by, and now he was in a car that was going into an elevator for cars going who-knows-where. He had a feeling he would either remember this as the day he made his biggest mistake or made the best decision of his life, and he probably knew which one that would be.
Closing the file he had been given, he let the information, what little there was to be had, sink in. As the elevator started to move, he let out a sigh.
"Trouble taking it all in?" Misato asked. Shinji just nodded. He didn't know how she did it, after all that had happened today she seemed so relaxed, so laid back. It was like she had not a care in the world. "So Shinji, you ever been to the Geo-Front?"
"I've never even been to Tokyo-3" Unsure of what to expect, he was both awed and shocked as the elevator walls disappeared to reveal an upside-down city. After a moment to try and understand what he was looking at, he then looked down to see forests, lakes, farms and several large structures on the bottom of the massive cave.
"This is the Geo-Front, Shinji. Mankind's last line of defense against the Angels, and the building blocks for the future." Before Shinji could respond or fully take in the sight around him, the view returned to metal walls as they once again went underground.
"So that's the Geo-front," He told himself. "It must be larger than the city."
"It is. Much of the land is used for farming to reduce our dependency on imports, while the lakes are used to filter our drinking water." Misato explained.
"But why would we build something like this?" Shinji asked, looking at the older woman.
"Simple, to make sure that if there ever is another impact, humanity will survive. We start here, and use what we learn to build colonies in space, then the moon, then mars and eventually go beyond that. Though in all honesty I don't think either of us will live long enough to see it get that far." As she finished, the elevator came to a stop. As Misato drove the car forward, Shinji took in the sight. Though not nearly as impressive as the Geo-Front, he couldn't say he had ever seen a parking lot that was so large that had only black vehicles. As far as he could see, this wasn't that far due to the poor lighting, there where nothing but cars and trucks of all manors. Most of the cars where German and the tucks America, but they all had three things in common; their color was black, their NERV logo red and their price tag expensive.
"Uh, Miss Katsuragi, is there a reason all the cars and trucks look like, well, that?"
"Well, how should I put this?" Misato asked herself. "You know what a company town is?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well Tokyo-3 was founded as one for NERV. We are more than just a government-run company, we're a brand." She told him, before mumbling "and unlike others we don't build flying ships or buildings with 200 foot logos on them."
"What was that last part?"
"Oh, just old rivalries." Misato chuckled. Shinji just sighed, wondering if he would ever learn just who or what all these people and names where and meant.
SEELE Main Base of Operations,
Unspecified location within Israel
Hearing his office door open, Konrad looked up from his pile of paperwork as one of his subordinates walked in.
"Sir," the soldier stated "we have just received a message confirming that, with the exception of code name 'Scarlet', all targets have arrived to Tokyo-3."
"Good" he stated. "Signal our operative within S.H.I.E.L.D. that it's time to begin Phase Two."
"Yes sir." With that the soldier left, leaving the head of SEELE to his devices.
Taking a moment to contemplate the events of the past few decades, he opened one of his desk draws and pulled out a small pendent. The metal pendent had a skull at its center, with six tentacles extending from it. Memories of the Second World War resurfacing, Konrad wondered what his former master would have thought of them now. Putting the pendant back in its place, he knew of only one thing that was appropriate to say at a moment so close to victory as this.
"Hail HYDRA."
