Perseus Safehouse
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05:09:04 PM
In a safehouse located in an undisclosed location, mercenaries who also wore the same appearance as the mercs from the Poland airfield, were seen gearing up for action.
A mercenary was seen assembling an AK-5 while another one was strapping a bullet vest. Two other mercenaries were seen outfitting suppressors on two Socimi Type 821 submachine guns, another one was seen placing frag grenades on his belt and the last one cocks an FB PM-63 Pistol.
Once all geared up, the mercenaries walk out of the safehouse with their leader:a hooded man with a gas mask and an angry scar over his eye wielding a Heckler Koch G36C.
Task Force 141 Headquarters
[REDACTED] , England
09:08:07 AM
Inside a meeting room, officers from both the CIA and British Government were talking about the situation of what went down the airfield in Poland. A CIA Officer was drinking some water off the mug.
"You were supposed to bring Bludvist alive! Why was he killed?!"The CIA Officer demanded as Erik sighed, looking around for an answer.
"Officer William, it's complicated..."Hiccup said, as he was cut off by another CIA Officer.
"Then do tell, Captain Haddock."
"The situation was under control but we weren't even prepared for the people Victor was meeting with,"Hiccup said before showing an image of the same mercenaries who were present on the airfield.
"Do we have an ID on them?"An MI6 Agent asked, looking at them curiously.
"No. No fingerprints that match the database and no known identities are found on any of the other government's database."Erik added before sitting down on the chair.
"It's like they went off the grid."Astrid added.
Another MI6 Agent, who was smoking a cigarette, asks,
"And what is his involvement?"He points at the man who killed Victor Bludvist, who as sitting at the end of the corner and everyone looks at him.
"He... He's the reason why Victor Bludvist was killed."Erik added as a CIA Officer clears his throat.
"Mr... Uh..."
"Beckett."The man said, his arms crossed and eyes narrowed.
"Mr. Beckett, why did you kill Victor Bludvist, may we ask?"The CIA Officer asked, demanding an answer from the mysterious man.
Henry Beckett sighed and looks away for a moment,"He knows too much."
"About what?"
Henry then faced everyone in the table with a dark stare,"Perseus."
Silence reigned inside the room, everyone tried to digest the name as if the man, whose name was 'Perseus' might be dangerous.
"I.. I don't follow, Mr. Beckett."Astrid said, not angry but demanding.
Henry then stands up and walks towards the table and grabs a photo of the mercenaries who were present on the airfield.
"Those men... They work for him. They were purchasing weapons from Victor Bludvist."Henry said, staring at the photo.
"For what?"Erik asked, looking intrigued.
"For something...something big."Henry said as another CIA Officer went off to ask him.
"Now, Mr. Beckett... Why should we take this 'Perseus' threat seriously?"the Officer asked, looking unconvinced at the statement Henry made.
Henry looks away as he looks outside the window,"You don't have to... And if you don't, innocents will perish."
"What are you trying to say?"Hiccup asked as Henry faced him.
"Mr. Haddock... If I may?"
Hiccup nods as Henry then began to share information,"Everytime Perseus's presence was known, it's shifted the balance between good and evil. After 20 years of silence, if he's active again... Then he's planning something... Something that will not affect only you, but the universe as well..."
"What are you saying?"A CIA Officer asked, looking intrigued.
"Your world and others will soon perish."
Everyone was then staring at each other about the words Henry said as they began to look at each other, knowing what he's telling could be true.
Capital City Prison
Fire Nation Capital
00:09:34 AM
In the cover of darkness, Fire Nation Soldiers were patrolling the area as a lone soldier was whistling a tune and holding a spear. However, he was unaware of the masked men sneaking into the prison.
The whistling soldier was then shot dead by one of the masked mercenaries as one of them dragged their body to hide it.
More masked mercenaries carrying firearms soon killed two more Fire Nation Soldiers shot them. Once dead, the same man with the scar from earlier gestures his men to blow the gate.
Two mercenaries planted thermite on the gate as the gate soon began to open a hole for them to enter. Once, they immediately enter the prison and shoot some of the patrolling soldiers around the area.
"Search for him."The man with the scar said to two mercenaries as they nod and the man then looked at the rest,"Prepare to blow this place."
Two of the mercenaries began to search every cell of the prison looking for one particular prisoner inside the place. They took out any soldier who stood in their way.
Once, they came towards a cell where a man laid down. He then felt the presence of the mercenaries as he looks up.
"Who are you? Did my son send his own lackeys to kill his own father?"The man asked, venom laced in his voice.
"No."The mercenary simply said before unlocking the cell and walking towards the man, whom they immediately knocked out by injecting a serum onto the man's neck. Once unconscious, the mercenary's put a sack over the man's head as they escort him out of his cell.
In the lower part of the prison, the mercenaries were seen planting C4 Explosives on the weak parts of the prison. A wounded Fire Nation Solider was seen attempting to crawl away as a mercenary immediately shot the soldier in the head with a suppressed M.1911.
Once done, the mercenaries immediately exit the prison along with the man as a helicopter was seen outside preparing to take off. They board the chopper as the chopper then takes off from the prison.
On a safe distance, the man with the scar pulls out a detonator from his pocket and says before pressing the button,
"Perseus sends their regards."
The prison then blew up from a distance as the helicopter flew away from the Fire Nation Capital and onto another location.
Man, I really couldn't think of anything else... But I promise! The next one will be better!