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Grant Ward marveled at the concept of being exposed. There was a time when he'd walked into far more dangerous situation then this without feeling exposed at all. But this was different. Back then, he was the loyal soldier, doing what he had to for an organization he believed in. Back then, even Hydra, with all it's many criminal endeavors, was something that could be believed in. Total law enforcement, at any cost. Killing millions of people to keep the rest manageable was a small price to pay for bringing world peace, even if it was the peace of the gun.

But these days, his priorities had changed. Gone were the days when he was working for someone else's goals. Now, he was making his own plans, and a criminal Hydra worked better for his current ones. However, a criminal leader doesn't stick his head out when he can avoid it. So tonight, despite the many precautions, was a huge risk. 'But to get what I need, a very manageable risk.'

He waited for the current generation of his cyborg warriors to exit the plane. Their cybernetics were closer to what the Winter Soldier was equipped with, as opposed to the equipment the Deathlock program had made. Without the serum giving them enhanced strength, they would have to rely on the cybernetics to do that for them. Slightly slower, not quite as effective, these men were still far more deadly then most soldiers. 'They were the survivors of the Hellicarier disaster, cybered up and ready to get some revenge. I'll bet killing Steve Rogers pet musician would make them happy.' Grant mused as he walked through the small, private airport. A couple of vans were waiting outside to drive them to the safe house in the city.

He watched as the dozen heavily armed and rebuilt soldiers walked through the darkened airport. "Have you found a place for them to stay?" He asked the figure near by.

Robbie was waiting near the vans, watching the men walk past. "Lots of places in West Hollywood where people wouldn't look twice." The boy quipped.

"This isn't a joke." Grant warned the nerdy looking boy. "I know you work for someone heavy, but I'm not in the mood for any amateur shenanigans. This is a hit squad. They do the job, then disappear into the night."

"No problem." Robbie said. "Just, we weren't expecting you. I thought I'd meet them, give the pass code, and take them to where they'd stay until we were ready to use them."

"Change of plan." Grant said. "My people in S.H.I.E.L.D. say they've got a man inside your organization. Knew about tonight's arrival."

"But the're not here." The now nervous boy said.

"It's an unreliable source." The former agent said. "Or rather, their not treating it as a reliable source. I know whomever it was was dead on, so I came to see what you were going to do about it."

"Given how tightly we've held this secret, and how few people know about it, I'd say change all plans and get your people out of here. You can keep the payment, and we'll deliver the rest as promised, but we've been compromised." Robbie reached for his panic button, hidden in his pocket. It was in the form of a delicate but stable egg like device, that once crushed, would pop him up to a few miles away.

"What are you playing at?" Grant asked. 'He's abandoning the plan, even though my sources say S.H.I.E.L.D isn't anywhere near this airport? What isn't he telling me?'

"Remember, they have a teleporter." Rob said, then broke his egg. He popped out just as the others popped in.

"Grant Ward." Andre said. "Been a while."

"Andre Harris. Come to play with the big boys?" Grant taunted. 'I've seen him fight. Captain American helped train him. I have at best a thirty percent chance of taking him without weapons, and he's armed better then I am. But this is the show I came for.' A click of a button and his men knew to come running. Weapons out, they opened fire with a precision that would have amazed most people.

What they hadn't counted on was Cat, Jade and Beck being able to track their movements. Defensive fields rose to block the incoming rounds, as the Champions turned to enter the fight. "Okay, we have a dozen highly trained cyborgs, former S.H.I.E.L.D. response team members who'd sometimes back up Captain America on missions. Then we have a former level six agent, very dangerous, who needs to be taken down a peg. Tori, stay moving and try to get their guns. These guys won't make any mistakes. Trina, Grants too dangerous for you. Keep moving, see if you can drop one or more of these guys from any height. Beck, Jade, take the fight to them. Cat, take Mister Ward." Andre informed them over the now secure mental communications network Jade had worked so hard to build for them. It relied on both her being awake, and a hand full of tokens that served as focal point for the spells, but it meant a radio that couldn't be bugged or overheard.

Grant couldn't believe it when the petite redheaded girl walked up to him as the others scattered to face off against his men. "You may want to help them." He said. "Those men make the guys you faced at the marina look like children."

"Kay kay." The girl said, then turned and ran towards the gunfire.

'Did that just work?' The experienced agent wondered. 'And why didn't I remember the teliporter? Oh right, cause she's just a kid.' He started stalking off to find a place to observe the battle.

The battle wasn't as one sided as he'd hoped. The cyborgs knew their own strengths and weaknesses. They also knew which ones of their opponents were the one's to watch out for. So lanyards attached guns to bodies, while target priority said take out the heavy hitters first. Using next generation weapons, the agents were able to focus the majority of their fire power on the three strongest, while holding off the others.

They forgot about only one thing. Distortion's weapons were sonic in nature. He found it easy, almost comical, to bypass their padding by aiming at their metal pieces. Vibrations interfered with the movements of parts, slowing them down and taking away their reaction time. "Jade, close and take them out. Try to avoid getting hit." The young leader called out.

The Asguardian was already moving. Unfortunatly, unknown to anyone else, she wasn't avoiding the bullets so much as pumping up her own defenses and taking the hits. With the volume of firepower pouring towards her team, Jade was worried that another of her friends would get seriously hurt. She'd chosen to block their attacks, causing her to stay at a distance rather then close in. It was keeping one of the best fighter out of the fight, often dancing over to block for another member of the team. But with all the damage she was absorbing, it was questionable how long she'd be able to stay in the fight.

'Damn, Jade's not listening. Need to push forward somehow, take guys out.' The musician thought. "Blitz, get something solid. A branch, a crowbar, anything like that. Once you have it, run past these guys and hit them with it as you go by." They'd already adjusted to his sonic weapons. He had to keep dodging to avoid being riddled with shells. That made it harder for him to fire back.

The younger Latina was already moving, grabbing a heavy piece of wood and coming back towards the fight. Taking hold with all her might, she swung on one of the cyborgs as she ran past. Only her reflexes allowed her to adjust in time to hit the cyborg, who'd attempted to duck. "These guys can track my movements." She called out. "If their reflexes could move fast enough, they'd be ripping me apart."

"I've been blocking for you." Jade informed the girl.

Tori wasn't able to process what her girlfriend had said. The club she was using had splintered from the impact, wrenching itself from her hand even as the man she'd hit went down. Blitz ran to safety to take a second to check her hands before seeking another club.

The former S.H.I.E.L.D. agents knew that one of their own had gone down, so switched up priorities. "Take the speedster down." One of them said, but they all knew the new target.

As the firepower being used to take down the various young hero's shifted, the others reacted. Beck, no longer being kept contained, amp-ed his taiser pulse up to near maximum, then shot two of the cyborgs. Both men fell, but would require multiple shots to keep down. "I've hit them with my best shot, and it only stunned them."

"Stunned is better then standing and firing." Andre replied.

"I've got this." Cat said, firing a pulse of energy towards one of the agents. He dodged to the side, firing a stream of ammo to track her movements. That burst of death fell short as a heavy box dropped out of the blue onto his head, knocking him to the ground while damaging his weapon.

"Someone target the teleporter." One of the cyborgs called out. "And bring down the speedster. Ignore princess, she's taken a lot of firepower. I doubt she has anything left."

Jade reacted to the reduction in shell volume heading her way to educate these men about how dangerous she really was. Closing on two, she took their weapons, using the lanyards to swing them around like toys. Then, once she had enough velocity going, she attempted to sweep several others in her path.

The men tried to dodge, only to find that Guardian had anticipated their moves. Distortion hit them with a wide angle sonic wave to slow them down just a hair, then the Canadian hit them with his taiser pulse. As the men tried to recover, the were bashed by Power Princess's swinging cyborg assault.

Tori took advantage to run by and grab a couple of enemies, dropping them in front of Jade's swinging assault. Both men were hurled across the air field by the impact. Cat, meanwhile, was hammering at an agent or two, her high energy pulse destroying the tarmac while driving the cyborg into the way of Trina's next disappearing trick. The agent found himself being dropped from over a hundred feet in the air. Cat just took aim and slammed him before he could shoot at Trina.

'Lets see, less then a minute, and already my cyborgs are being shredded. Worse, we didn't drop a single one of these kids. Still, I have my ace in the hole." Mister Ward thought. 'Hate to use it so soon, but sometimes one needs to escape.'

Tori was helping her sister clean up the battlefield as Andre and Beck made sure the cyborgs stayed down. Cat was watching for any other possible enemies who might show up. Jade, however, wasn't done. She looked for Ward, stretching her senses to their limits to feel the power of his talisman.

Seconds later, she shot out to where he'd been hiding. "Oh no you don't." She called, taking the discharge from the experimental energy weapon, the one he'd secretly had on him, in her chest. Her defensive shield was up, absorbing more then she'd expected, while deflecting most of what was left. Not willing to let any of her friends be subjected to that level of assault, she struck back at Ward with a quick punch, hoping she didn't break him too much.

The explosion rocked the airfield. Grant Ward exploded like five times his weight in TNT, hurling Jade away from him while leaving a notable divot in the runway. Later, he'd admit his big regret was only getting one of them in his explosion.

Jade was knocked loopy. Having already absorbed so much damage from cutting edge weapons, enhanced extra heavy arms since the cyborgs could carry the larger weapons, she was not able to take the remanding explosion and stay conscious. However, while Grant did go up like a thousand pound bomb, the damage wasn't enough to shred Jade like he'd hoped. Her field deflected enough to just let her be knocked out. She did fly over a hundred feet, destroying two small planes parked on the tarmac. Later she would swear to rip him limb from limb when they next met. Mostly, however, the explosion caused the other Champions to take cover to avoid shrapnel, while taking out their new communication system.

"Okay, lets do a check. Who's hurt?" Distortion called out.

"I'm fine." Trina replied. "I popped out as soon as I realized their was a burst. Took Tori with me, cause I think she was thinking the same thing."

"Nice of you." Beck groused. He'd been knocked down by the blast, and was conveniently closer to where grant had been then any of the others. "Cat?"

"I'm up, and fine." The petite girl replied. "Jade, however, she's gonna hurt someone when she comers too. Why didn't I hit him like I was supposed too?"

"I'm kinda glad you didn't." Beck said. "If you'd been the one on the receiving end of that explosion, I doubt you'd be in such good shape. I'm fine, just a little banged up."

"Hello, can anyone hear me?" Courtney's voice cut in on the regular radio transmission. "I just wanted to say that the diagnostic unit in Guardians armor is reporting bruises all over, including a bruised rib or two. He's not all right."

"How?" Tori asked, worried about her friend.

"Obviously, he was heading towards Jade when everything went boom." Trina filled her in. "If he'd taken cover, odds are he'd have been out of the blast wave."

"Now I feel bad." The singer complained. "I'm dating Jade. I should have been worried about her too."

"True." Trina smiled as she popped her sister close to where the goth lay, still unconscious. "Except you know how fast she heals. Even now, exhausted from protecting all of us, she's still only gonna be out for a few minutes at most."

"I-I guess your right." Tori stepped towards her girlfriend, worried about disturbing the scene.

"That means you have seconds at most to cop a feel." Trina continued.

"CHESHIRE!" Blitz screamed in frustration.

"Good, use code names while cussing your sister out." Distortion cheered her. "Golden Girl, how long until Princess is up?"

"I'm not too sure." The redhead said, looking concerned. "I'm guessing she's gone to sleep."

"Wake her." Andre said.

"Not always a good idea." Beck cut in, still holding his ribs. "Sometimes, she wakes up swinging."

"Just… Just get her to base." The musician said. "Then we can figure out what to do next. Cat, monitor her condition. Tori, I know you heal fairly fast, so I'll expect you to be on standby in case we need to react to a crises. And someone tell S.H.I.E.L.D. we have these guys."

"Too bad Robbie was busy." Cat said while watching her friend. "I'll bet he could have warned us about that trick."

"Yea, busy." Andre repeated. 'Why wasn't he here? My source said he'd be here? Did we miss him? Was Goonter wrong? Or maybe, just maybe, he had an escape rout ready, just in case.'

Robbie pulled himself out of the dumpster he'd been deposited in, smelling of rotten fish and refuse. 'Why did he have to choose the dumpster behind Nozu?' The boy wondered. They'd agreed on a familiar place, and a dumpster made sense since the odds of being seen popping in were low. But there were other dumpsters they could have chosen, one's that weren't going to stink so much. 'And I was locked in.' He groused.

The locked in part didn't faze him much. He'd already figured out how to use a stone doll to pick the lock. It just took a while, what with his less then perfect magician skills. 'And why is it Jade, who isn't even that interested in being a magician, is so much better at all of that chiz then I am? I mean, is it fair? Noooo, she gets to be an Asgardian princess, strong, mystic, powerful, with all kinds of mad abilities, and a brother with cool super alien tech he's willing to use to give her things like a base, or to power up her best friend. What do I get? I get a grumpy, too cool for school so called best friend who thinks it's funny to dump me in the stinky trash as part of my emergency escape. '

Robbie was now walking down the street, smelling of rotten fish and other thing, while wondering if he'd make it home in time to come up with an alibi for not being there when they called him in for this raid. 'The least he could have done is arrange for me to have a ride home.' The boy thought.

Wazzed off, he got out his phone and called Gerald. 'Yea, I can manipulate rocks, but only cause Rex lets me. Big deal. I can't even take on a couple of toughs without having to out think them.' His inner monologue was interrupted by the sound of the other end picking up. "Gerald, it's Robbie. Yea, you beat me in hamboning. Big deal, Tori beat you. Now I need you to get a car, or something, and come give me a ride."

"Why?" The other boy asked.

"Cause I'm the one with pictures of you and Sarah Miller." Rob said. "You think Suzy's brother, Mark, will understand you stepping out on her?"

"I'll be there shortly." The boy said with a huff.

"And tell your goon, Merl, I haven't forgotten what he did to me." Robbie added. "He should be happy I'm gonna forgive him, cause things could go bad for both of you if I don't get home soon. Now move it."

Less then ten minutes later, Merl, driving Gerald, showed up. "Hey, loser, what with threatening my boy Gerald here?"

"Look, like I told your friend, I have pictures in my possession that could make life very hard for the both of you." The nerdy boy informed them. "Just drive me home, and not one word about how I smell like rotting fish."

"No." Merl said, quickly adding, "We take you someplace where you can get cleaned up, I get you some loaner cloths, then we taker you home."

"Less smell for the car, I suppose." Rob agreed. That when his phone went off. "Excuse me, I have to take this."

The boys sat back and watched as Robbie answered his phone. "Mister Ward, good to know you made it out alive. Everything go the way you hoped it would?"

"What happened?" Grant asked. "The girl, Power Princess, she was actively protecting the others. My data said she'd be aggressive, take the fight to my people, not wait for them to be vulnerable."

"I'm guessing she learned a bit from recent events." Rob assured the Hydra leader. "Sorry I didn't have up to the minute data for your people."

"I'm not mad." Mister Ward said. "We both paid what we'd agreed to, and got what we paid for. The cyborgs, their in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hands now. It'll make them think we're actively trying to create cyborgs."

"You're not?" The young mystic asked. "No, wait, our deals done. You don't owe me, or my boss, anything."

"Thats just it." The former agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. said. "I owe your boss some serious pain. But you, for all your seeming nerdiness, you've been strait forward with me the whole time, while never giving anything away. Because of that, I'm willing to give you something. What I'm after is revenge on S.H.I.E.L.D. But to get that, I can't let them have a super soldier squad. Finish them for me, and we'll call it even. Hell, if you survive, call me, and maybe I can find a place for you in my organization. I like you, more then most of the people I've recruited."

"I'll consider it." Rob replied. "Good by, mister Ward."

"Good by, Mister Shapiro." Grant said. It was a strange showing of respect for the former level six agent to use his sir name, but Robbie would never know that.

"Okay, we're getting me cleaned up and on the road." Robbie said to Gerald.

On a roof near by, a figure watched the boy speaking to his ride. "Mister Goonter, the boys are taking him to the showers. You gonna approach?" Emily asked. She'd taken to the roof out of concern that Rob, another mystic, could see through her haze.

"Are you sure the boys will help us?" The good spirit asked.

"I gave them fudge balls." She insisted. "Besides, they have no loyalty to HIM!" The voice shot through with a held in rage. "They just want the blackmail to be gone."

"No, Emily, I won't be making contact yet." The good puppet said. "Rex can't punish him for tonight's failure, so what we've done is put a wedge between Hydra and Rex's growing organization. That will hurt Rex's ego, cause him to lash out. When Rob sees how hurtful and mean Rex can be, thats when we'll make our move. We have to let the other spirit weaken himself, from arrogance and vanity, before we do anything."

"Kay kay." The girl replied as the car started moving, windows open, to the near by place where Rob would get cleaned up.

"Don't say that, it doesn't sound that bright." Goonter informed the girl.

Later, as Robbie finished making his report to Rex, the puppet sat quietly, contemplating what it'd heard. "Someone knows." The evil spirit said. "Someone knew we were coming, and since no one bothered to inform you, I have to assume they know."

"I checked my text messages, and I did have one from Andre, saying something about a drill that night." Rob said. "They called it optional. When was I left out of the planning?"

"As soon as they thought you might be a leak." Rex reminded him. "Trina didn't tell Griffin either. They're suspecting everyone not on the front line. I hate to say it, but you were right. You need to do something to get yourself a power suit, so they trust you more."

"Yea, I do." Robbie said. 'Did Sikowitz say something? And if he did, how would that have told them about he meeting? No, it has to be something else.' He took a deep breath. "Let me find out what happened."

Rob decided, since the news would have covered some of the fight, to call the base. Andre was the obvious choice, except the spy was also the most wary. So instead, the young mystic called Trina. "Yo, Trina, I was wondering, what was happening up at that private airport, or have you heard about it? I was thinking that maybe, if someone hasn't all ready, you could pop out and check things out."

"We have Griffin." Rex mocked. "He should be the one asking."

"Yea, we know about that." Trina replied. "Look, Rob, check your phone. Someone was interfering with our communications. Jade was at our place, doing homework, when Andre called on a land line. Beck was at Sinjins, so they had one too. But you were out, and we couldn't get a hold of you."

"Oh!" Robbie said, glancing at Rex. "So you called land lines due to some kind of cellular interference?"

"Wasn't just us either." The older girl continued. "Mal thinks it was some kind of targeted attack, hitting S.H.I.E.L.D. cell phones. You, we'd be included cause they put a descrambler in our phones. Just, check and see if anyone has tried to call you, but ignore your phone logs,"

"Of course people tried to call me." Robbie said. "I got a call not half an hour ago, from my mom."

"And I got one from Griffin." Trina continued. "But Mal said the calls were being blocked, and I think it was due to the chips. Add the right virus, and they would just block one another."

"But I'm calling you now." Robbie clarified.

"Maybe the attacks over?" Trina tried. "Or maybe something else was interfering with the calls. Let me call Mal."

Rob looked confused, but at the same time relieved. "They have their story." He told Rex. "But Trina's the one I heard it from. Let me call Mal, see if that tracks."

Trina, meanwhile, was filling everyone in on her excuse. "Next time, we should stage the cyber attack." Mal said. "Let me call Daisy, see if she can help."

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Okay, that was a thing. Reviews will be welcome, and I hope to have something for next week as well. Thanks for reading.