February 4th, 2012
Stamford, Connecticut
WWE Headquarters
Once the meeting finishes up, everyone starts moving around to talk. Black Cerberus exits the board room first and chill in the hallway. The APA women come out soon after, much to Seth's delight once he sees Sasha.
"Hello my mocha skinned goddess, how you do-"
Sasha puts a hand in Seth's face, paying him no mind. She gives Roman a hug instead.
"Hey Roman, you looking good."
"I can say the same for you."
"How's the wife?"
"Great. Walking again. She loved those cupcakes you brought over."
"She did? Good, cause I'm not much of a baker."
"What the fuck?" Muttered Seth, looking dumbfounded.
Cody makes his way out with one of the government officials. An elder man in a clean suit with army pins on his pocket.
"Guys, over here. I would like you all to meet General Harold Barnaby. Forty plus years as a military strategist, our personal correspondent with the funders in Washington DC. Basically lets keep this fine man happy."
"Evening young folk. Nice to meet all you. I just wanted to meet these teams I was hearing so much promise about. Supposedly Black Cerberus here were up and coming. I've heard a lot of great things about you boys. I also can't forget, the lovely ladies of APA. Same group of women who saved Senator Hart. Over 15 years of experience between you all. I don't need to explain why this is a very serious mission. We've lost many good men chasing down Del Rio. There's a lot of pressure involved, but this is a team effort. Many of my associates are doubtful, but I know you can prove them wrong. Good day and good luck."
Cody gives all of them a stern look before walking off with Barnaby. Bradshaw, Hunter and Paige make their way over.
"All right kids, this is what's happening. Since the big bosses want the APA and WWE working together on this, me and Bradshaw decided to work on a little team building exercise. Now you six may not get along, but its time to start. Which is why you're being split into pairs and being given individual jobs for now."
"Ooo, I call my bestie." Said Sasha hugging Roman.
"Did I miss something?" Asked Seth throwing his hands up.
Becky quickly grabs Dean, pulling him over, much to his surprise. Leaving Seth with Charlotte. She looks at Seth with a blank stare, then rolls her eyes.
"Can we switch?" She asks her girlfriends.
They both shake their heads 'no' in response.
"If you're all done goofing off, follow Paige to go see Christian in tech. He has some new things to show off. Me and Bradshaw have other business to discuss. Talk to you later."
"You girls play nice now." Joked Bradshaw.
The six follow Paige down to Christian's lab, where he awaits with some new gadgets. New hires were also made, increasing production by two fold.
"Sup dudes and lady dudes. I, Christian, have made an amazing breakthrough in new tech. It's reeking of awesomeness."
"Reeking of awesomeness? Are you high?" Asked Becky.
"Yes...Anyway, with the help of my new assistants, we've been able to create our own encrypted communication network. I call it, the WWE Netwatch."
"Clever." Charlotte sarcastically responds.
"I know right. We even made it compact. No need to carry around an extra phone. Just throw on this watch and you'll be able to communicate with anyone on the network."
Christian throws on the watch and presses a button, making a call to another watch. One of his assistants answers. A tiny hologram of the person they're calling appears and vice versa.
"Not gonna lie, that's pretty dope." Said Roman.
"Of course it is. You can even tap into nearby frequencies. Picking up calls and signals from over 50 feet if you tune it properly. Watch."
He switches to another setting and messes with a slider. Going through soft static until they pick up a male voice.
"...with the pink panties. Those are my favorite. Mmm, what kind of ice cream?"
"Woah, t.m.i." Said Christian turning the channel.
"Was that Regal?" Asks Paige.
"Moving on. Follow me please."
The crowd heads to the back of the room where Christian presses a button. The wall slides open, showing BC's riot gear from their last job. A smile appears on Dean's face, recalling the damage back in December.
"We've repaired your new gear and will continue to do so when you return. We also created masks to help protect your faces from any bullets or debris."
The metal masks were black painted steel. The faces shaped in the form of wolves with straps on the back for easy removal. Similar to the design of a paintball mask.
"Alright, the wolf pack! AAWOOOOO!" Howled Seth as he put out his fist.
Dean and Roman come together for a fist bump. Euphoria once again coming over all three. Sasha, Becky and Charlotte burst out in laughter behind them.
"Awwww that's so cute. You guys have a team huddle." Said Sasha.
"Why is that so funny?" Dean asked.
"Nothing wrong with it, but you're not the justice league. Scale back just a little." Said Becky as she wiped a tear away.
"Well ladies, if you're done mocking them, I have some custom made outfits for you as well." Said Christian.
"Nah, we not wearing riot gear."
"Don't worry, I don't design these. We have someone for that."
Christian pressed another button, opening another part of the wall. Revealing custom leather jackets, one black, light brown, and velvet. All three accompanied by an outfit.
"Ladies, allow me to break down your new field gear, courtesy of your boss Bradshaw. Leather jackets with thermometers on the inside to adjust heat for those cold days. Black short sleeved shirts, armor reinforced for bullet absorption. Slim tactical pants, also reinforced. Fingerless gloves with reflex grip. Slick boots with knife holder and your own custom steel masks. Your being in the shape of demons.
Sasha squeals and grabs the velvet jacket.
"Oh my god! This is so fucking cute! I gotta take a picture of this."
Becky grabs the black one and Charlotte takes the brown one. A lab assistant comes over with a box, putting it down near Christian.
"Yes, the cherry on top. Gather around. The last thing to complete your outfits, UTILITY BELTS!"
"Do I look like Batgirl?" Said Sasha.
"I know it may be corny, but its practical. Plenty of room for extra stuff. Ammo, grenades, first aid, candy bars. You know, the essentials."
Sasha shrugs her shoulders and tries it on. Everyone fiddles around with the new gear for a few minutes before Paige steps in.
"If everyone is happy with the new toys, we need to get to briefing."
Down in Regal's classroom, Cody takes the front to break down each individual job. He walks around, dropping files at each desk.
"Okay, you're all paired off. Flair, Rollins, you two are tasked with finding Tico Martin a.k.a. Hot Pepper. He's a 21 year old rich kid with a chip on his shoulder. He owns the Prime Time nightclub in Santa Monica, California. Word is he's moving drugs through there. There's a middle man who's supplying Tico. Our sources say he brings in the dope through liquor trucks to lower suspicion. Secure Tico and if you can, the middle man alive."
"What happens if Tico dies?" Seth asks.
"Then you don't get paid."
"We also lose a lot potential information. Lets try to keep him alive okay?" Added Charlotte.
"Reigns and Banks, you two are headed to San Marcos, Texas. We got info on gun runner Eli Frank. He's been trading guns for drugs from Del Rio's cartel. You two should be very careful. Frank supposedly has connections to the Ku Klux Klan. Find out his source and kill Frank."
"Hold up! You want to send the Samoan and black girl to fight the Klan?" Asked Sasha.
"Supposedly."
"Aint that a bitch." Roman whispered.
"Ambrose, Lynch, you're off to Denver, Colorado. We got an informant down there who's willing to work with us. Local porn star by the name of Dolph Ziggler."
"A porn star? You're kidding right?" Said Dean.
"No, I don't 'kid' Ambrose, and never think otherwise. Ziggler knows a few people with connections to dealers out there. For a good price he'll give us any info we need. This is mostly going to be recon. Any further information on the job is in the files, so read through them as soon as possible."
"So what are you going to be doing?" Seth asks Cody.
"Me? I'm running an intercontinental operation here buddy. Something you obviously can't do. In the meantime, I'll also be tracking Del Rio's sister in Italy. Any more dumb questions?"
"No." Seth growled.
Cody grabs his stuff and leaves the room. Becky, who sat in the front, turns around to everybody.
"Is he always that much of a hard ass?"
BC all nod in simultaneous agreement.
"Cody is a hard ass, but he is the best agent we have. I'm not defending his attitude, but he does have a lot to deal with. Especially with Vince and Hunter breathing down his neck." Explained Paige.
Roman and Sasha get up while grabbing all of their stuff.
"You guys heading out?"
"Yeah. I gotta stop by my house in Florida and pick up Hero." Said Sasha.
"Who the hell is Hero?" Asked Dean.
"My Siberian Husky. I like to take him with me sometimes."
"And I should tell my wife I'm off to fight the KKK. She'll be ecstatic to hear that. Later boys."
Roman fist bumps his brothers and Sasha hugs her girls before both leave. Seth jumps out of his seat, full of energy.
"So Charlotte, you ready to kick some ass?"
"Look frat boy, I'm not your friend and I'm not pretending to be. I'm not here to party, play or bullshit. We do this job clean and professionally. I'll see you in Santa Monica."
Charlotte bumps past Seth and exits the room. Seth falls on the desk, his face expressing annoyance. Shaking his head as he too leaves the room. Paige tells Becky and Dean good luck before she leaves.
"Then there were two." Said Becky playfully glaring at Dean.
Dean opens his mouth to speak, getting interrupted by a phone call. He checks to see its Bayley once again. Groaning just at the sight of her name.
"Is something wrong?"
"Hold on, I need to answer this." He said while walking to the hallway. "Hello?"
"What the hell Dean! Why haven't you answered me shithead?" She yelled.
"Geez, quiet down. You want the whole building to hear you!"
"Yeah I do, so they can all know what an asshole you've been!"
"You know what kind of work I do. I haven't had the time to-"
"Don't give me that bullshit excuse. You found time to fuck me in the bathroom!"
Dean lowers the phone as other people walk by. Giving them a fake smile to play cool until they walked off.
"Okay, I'm a dick, but I'm working on it. What the hell is so important that you had to blow my phone up?"
"I'm pregnant..."