Still no title for this one dammit! Wait never mind found it.I feel like I'll just might not give it one,I'll have to look at my playlist and figure out what song really works with this one. So this ones a bit of filler but not really it's gonna deliver some backstory, origins information, character motivation and the like. All right queue the theme song!
"Aerosmith!"
"AC/DC!"
"Aerosmith"
"Are you seriously telling my that Aerosmith is greater an the legendary AC/DC!" Ethan explodes.
"Yeah that's right fuckboy AC/DC is causal trash." Nicia angrily retires back.
"Guys come on like people are starting to stare."
"Tell this grunge that there is no possible way the guitar solos of that washed up hair band can even compare to the absolute treasure that is AC/DC!"
DJ sitting to the left of Ethan visible enamored, so erupts with annoyance leaping from his seat." It doesn't matter who's better that sleazy cunt of the Aussie with the voice of a Harpe! "Besides Guns and Roses dicks on anything those guys have." He adds and sits down to continue his meal.
The kids are at their school sitting in the cafeteria around midday. The low roar of the student body can be heard throughout the one story building. Suddenly his cell phone shoots up with an emergency message coupled with an ear splitting alarm that echoes through the crowded cafeteria.
"I told Sam to call if he found anything." DJ finally answers. The group reaches their destination. A cramped and cluttered janitors closet at the end of the extended hallway .
Makenna darts brick wall and places her wall slides open revealing a blackened tunnel leading to the wreckage of the their previous command center.
"The only thing the Admiral didn't destroy, the hangar." Brittany's high pitched voice states.
"Seems mighty convenient, like the plot demanded it." Nicia monotones.
Moments later they arrive on the Island. Supersonic greets them at the entrance.
"I found something. Something you all may want to see. We can't keep this between only us anymore DJ." He states.
"Check this out. So I was data mining, searching, and digging then stumbled upon this."
"There's no fucking way." Nicia exclaims.
"Those sons of bitches." DJ roars. "How didn't we see it!"
Six profiles of F.D.A.T agents are displayed, each file stamped by the F.D.A.T. and signed by Director Beatty.
"Agents Fitz, Camo, Silent, Viper, and Master. All of them they work for the department." Makenna finds.
"I knew I recognized them!" Nicia lets out, the others are confused from her announcement.
"They were the ones who attacked us in the caves. God damnit, okay so when we all separated for missions awhile back. Me, Brittany and Makenna went off the fight some dangerbeast. There we ran into this other group. The only thing is was that the cave was pitch black, we could barely see let alone put up a fight." Nicia tells.
"I remember now. I say a blast like the one Fitz makes and heard a snake sound type thing, I'm guessing that was Viper." Makenna adds.
"I totally don't remember this." Brittany adds.
"Well ignorance is bliss." Nicia whispers under her breath.
"But this means the F.D.A.T. tried to assassinate 32 world leaders using a kid." DJ deduces, and there he goes again, his smile has faded making way for his usual brooding and analyzing.
"Seems like it what do we do they know where we live and seem to have a vendetta against Alphas?" Supersonic ask
"The F.D.A.T. god they need a better acronym, They don't know we know about them. We don't want to play our hand. Sam keep digging, I want to know everything about them and their department."
"You sure that's a good idea, I don't think it's the best decision to go up against a branch of the military." Makenna replies.
"We have to be ready for anything, remember they have information on us. Who knows what all they have. I assume they don't know who we all are under the mask, but I feel like they're close."
"Alright I'm trusting you on this DJ. I hope your steering us in the right direction."
"When have I ever steered you wrong Kenz?"
"Brooklyn" She answers.
"Brooklyn."
"Brooklyn."
Definitely Brooklyn."
"Fuck we gotta get over that. Back to business, they tried to take me out too, they wanted to have me killed, along with the rest of us." DJ explains, after a long pause realization crosses his face.
"Those mother fuckers. You all remember those guys who… did that to Summer, well Energon figured out that those guys worked for a government agency and were tied to this gang called the War Angels. Those were F.D.A.T. agents." He adds.
"So that place the others were captured in, that was only one of many." Ethan interjects.
"We need another plan other than just gathering information, what if they make their move before we can? We need a fallback." Nicia insists her mind always thinking five steps ahead.
"Hey Magnus I need you to whip up a spell for us." DJ ask.
"What kind of spell?"
"Mass Illusion casting." DJ answers. "In the meantime Nicia find one of the Dangerbeast police force trucks, follow them for as long as possible."
"What if they try to pull something on another girl."
"You know what to do, no killing."
"Why do you have to be such a downer." She replies and takes off with folded arms.
"As for the rest of us, business as usual." With that said, DJ goes off to find the Young Guardians, and the others go their own ways.
"Hey let me come with." Makenna ask DJ.
Meanwhile Jonathan and Faith stand outside of Energon's room waiting. Jonathan with his arms folded, leaning against the metallic blue wall.
"They've been in there longer than usual, wonder what's taking so long?" Faith questions.
"I don't care U.V." He replies with a cold stern voice his mind is elsewhere.
"What crawled up your butt this morning?"
"Alright forget this, you are way too annoying to be around. How in the world do you have any friends at all." He retorts and takes multiple steps away from Faith.
Faith watches their team leader walk away then looks back to the silver and yellow door of Energon's room. Inside sitting together closely are Kyle and Summer across a large metal desk stands Energon.
"Summer you have barely spoken in our sessions it's been over 3 months, your grades have dropped, you have barely eaten anything. Also the others students are starting to complain about some unprovoked hostility." He explains.
"What do you expect I was raped!" She shouts back. All of a sudden the lights begin to flicker and horror shoots across her face as she clenches Kyle's arms.
"No need to panic it was just a power surge. I am sure it was only Tech working inside his laboratory." Energon explains. Energon a sea of mystery, an android with real emotions. His body cold pure titanium, but his heart and mind express genuine concern for the world around him.
"Summer have been taking your anxiety medication?"
"Yeah of course." She plays off. Kyle looks up at Energon and shakes his head.
"Why did you stop taking them Summer?"
"I don't need them anymore." She softly lets out.
"Is that so? Summer it's no secret I care deeply about you all. I want to protect you and make sure my students are well taken care of. It is extremely difficult to do so when you do not cooperate. The point of these sessions, also the point of the objective of this school is to teach young Alphas such as yourselves, to learn and grow. That means cooperation, so tell me Summer how did you acquire your Alpha abilities."
"Why don't you tell me how you acquired your Alpha abilities!"
"If you must know I don't know exactly how I acquired by abilities. The only thing I can remember is waking up in a fire station station with a picture of a woman and two children." He pauses "Oh well look at the time, I do believe our session is over."
"Their isn't a single clock in here, and his voice has changed slightly." Kyle notices.
Summer rushes off and drags Kyle along with her.
"Woah Summer stop pulling so hard!"
Energon slowly turns and stares out the window.
"So how did it go?" Faith ask.
"Same old stuff, he digs around your brain and he tries to make you talk about your "emotions"." She students continue to walk the empty halls deserted from its usual chaos, and enter the command center.
"Where the hell is everyone?" The others notice.
"DJ probably sent them to their rooms again."
The lights continue to flicker, Summer tenses harder and harder with each blink of the lights. Once again the electricity goes out but longer than before. Jonathan reaches over to comfort Summer, but with a slight touch he finds himself shoved against the wall and something cold and metallic pressed on his forehead.
The electricity returns only seconds after it fade, the group of young Alphas find a Summer pressuring one of her pistols against Jonathan's head.
"Don't you ever touch me!" She furiously growls. Jonathan is seemingly unphased.
"Seriously where do you keep getting these!" He shouts with a laugh. The others simply stand in awe.
Summer slowly lets Jonathan loose who boast a half cocked grin.
"Okay you four I have a mission for you." DJ announces as he and Makenna enter the hallway.
"Finally!" Jonathan exclaims. The group lights up with excitement.
"Suit up and meet us back here in five." Makenna explains.
The others soon return to the command center fully geared.
Stick's suit is full length colored with pale green and highlighted with red and yellow along his shoulders, abdomen, and thighs Specks of black rest scattered over his arms and legs. Finished with a yellow diamond and a pale green helmet fitted with slots for his horns. Representing his amphibian and adaptive abilities.
Shrink sports bright yellow padded armor under a saturated green leather jacket, green leather pants and boots. Her hair up in a ponytail, a yellow belt around her hips ,she wears no mask to conceal her identity. On her wrist sit two metal gauntlets.
"Where's your pistols?" Morph ask.
"Not upside your head so don't worry about it." She snarls back.
Morph wearing a similar suit to Telepath's even sharing the same color scheme and protective gear, also wearing no mask or helmet.
Ultraviolet topped with a sleeveless vivid violet jacket with yellow highlights. Her hair held up with a yellow headband, wrist decorated with various bracelets. Finished with violet pants and yellow high boots with violet highlights.
"Alrighty, your mission is a standard search and rescue." Luck explains.
"You will be heading to Texas and a town called Crimson. About a twelve days ago, our friends the War Angels started rounding up Alphas. The ones taken were never heard of again." DJ adds.
"Your mission gather as much information as possible, find, return the kidnapped Alphas, and kick the War Angels from Crimson." Warbird continues.
"Alright take the car and get on your way." Telepath commands.
"Great everyone gets cool missions and fights aliens and dangerbeast everyday, and we get shipped off to Texas." Shrink complains.
"But it's a mission our first mission guys heck yeah." Ultraviolet shouts with joy.
"Oh my God shut up already U.V. we don't need your hyperactive excitement at all!" Morph shouts.
"Morph cut it out! Stick your team leader." Telepath commands.
"But I thought I was team leader. You had me do all of that training and practicing, even studying under you. Then you just take it away!" Morph rebuttals.
"His camouflage abilities and superior sensory skills best your shape shifting skills. You all have a mission get going now." Telepath finishes. Morph storms out in a rage towards the hangar. The others soon follow, leaving Luck, Telepath, and Warbird standing in the command center.
"Come on DJ." Warbird softly places her hand on his shoulder. Telepath brushes her aside and walks out of the room. Warbird follows him with a scowl.
"You have training to do. Your telekinesis still needs work." He finishes.
"Hey, hey! I'm getting sick of your shit DJ. I-I get it your best friend died in your arms! But I'm done, honestly I'm done. I've tried to help you for so long, I've always been there trying so hard to get to know you! Christ I've been flirting with you for months and you act like yo-you don't care! Other times your returning the smile. It's not like we're just friends. When you're with your friends and the band I see you; you're happy and you act like yourself. B-but when you're up here at that damn table you block everyone out! Then treat the students and teammates like shit everyday! You turn into this asshole that just cares about the mission! Your friends that put their lives on the line because you came to them one day and turned us into mutant super soldiers badasses!"
"He was everything, it was his idea all of this! Every single thing, I know I'm the smart one and all but I didn't ask for this! With the fate of an entire race of people who look up to you to guide them and find their way through the dark! How am I gonna do them when I'm as blind as they are! I'm not right for this. My own student hates me. The other one was raped, Ethan's probably the best Alpha here and keeps getting shitted on by everyone, Nicia is I don't even know what the fuck is going on with her. Truth is I can't do this Kenz. One bad call and all of my friends end up dead, I can't live with that not again. But Chris intrested me with this responsibility." The burning flame in his eyes intensifies with every word that escapes his mouth.
"T-that doesn't mean you have to do it alone, you don't have to do it alone. Everyone of us would give our lives for this. We would die for our dream to fix the world and get rid of all this hatred and pain. You're not the only one fighting for that!" Kenz replies with fury. "Takoda, Energon, Brittany even Jonathon and Kyle, every single one of us are here to fight and fo-follow you anywhere. For Christ sake just let us help you, stop freezing us out and keeping secrets from us! Your friends dead except it and stop whining, or stay home. Listen DJ we need you to lead you're the only one of us who can, so as a friend I'm begging you please do this for me." She shouts with passion.
"Your doing the stutter again Kenz." He moves closer to her and places his hand on her hip, with a gentle voice.
"No stop I'm made at you." She starts with a shout then her voice goes soft and quiet as they lock eyes.
"I'm so sorry Kenz, I had no idea." He begins with his anger subsided. "Chris is dead it can't be helped but I can't afford to be sad about it, we have more important things to do than mourn. But it doesn't change the pain I'm feeling, I can only suck it up and face it for now, like I said there are more important matters that need our full attention."
"Oh my God kiss her already you dumbass!" Magnus shouts from behind his head poking through one of his portals. Makenna and DJ turn around embarrassed they find their friends and students poking their heads around the corner.
"Not the time." Just as the two are about to lock lips Brittany abruptly breaks them apart. Brittany rushes to the dashboard and pulls up the local news station.
"These...these things are unnatural and dangerous to our society as a whole; and I'm not just talking about the Dangerbeast that are rampaging through the streets the Alphas themselves are also a problem." A older looking man explains in a spastic but genuine tone. The news station is interviewing a local senator for one of their segments.
"That's Senator Maxwell for you, bigoted and loud mouthed as always." DJ expresses with disdain.
"He's the leading voice of anti-alpha hate speech. God even his face makes you want to punch him." Brittany grunts.
"You're being very uncharacteristically aggressive." DJ comments.
"Can you blame her." Makenna adds.
"The Guardian Force hasn't been as active as they have been in the past few months, what are they up to. I highly doubt they have more important things to do than protecting the people. They have an unknown amount of Alpha soldiers at their disposal."
"But isn't it a proven fact that the infinium bomb affects children and teenagers far more than adults. You're talking about an army of child soldiers."
"Yes I am the army doesn't have to be massive, even about 20 to 30 organized Alphas could undoubtedly destabilize a government. We've seen six of them take on an entire invasion force, now there are countless numbers of them and Dangerbeast... we have a problem. I'm scared for the future these Alphas could take out an entire family in the blink of an eye, children and all." The Senator finishes.
"The pompous asshole!" Brittany shouts.
"Like an even more horrible Gordon Ramsey."
"I was thinking more reporter Mike Pence."
"More ridiculous Ron Burgundy."
"Or a tamer version of DJ." Ethan jokes. DJ glares over to his right, and Ethans
laughter quickly ceases.
"I'll can kill you you know."
"I'd like to see you try."
"So would I actually." Magnus finishes.
"But he isn't wrong though. We need to get out in front of this soon." DJ adds "But we got the F.D.A.T. to take care of. They are gonna make their move soon we need to be ready. Ethan." He calls out.
"Yeah"
"I notice that you can't really control your lightning ability, I think we know someone who can help with that." DJ explains with an evil grin.
"No, no whenever you smile like that you're up to something!" Ethan exclaims. DJ turns to Magnus who returns the same devilish smile.
"No, not you too well shit."
Meanwhile at the F.D.A.T. Headquarters, Director Beatty faces his agents lined up in front of him.
"All right you all know the mission, punish those damn Guardians. Now scatter!" The agents quickly disappear going their own ways.
"Director, I'm concerned about the direction your taking the department. So I've chosen resign. Consider this my formal resignation." One of his assistants states as he quakes in fear.
"That's alright Samantha that's alright, and I understand your concern." Beatty addresses he turns his back and rummages through his desk.
"Oh really thank you so much Director. I guess I'll use the time off with my two little boys. Every since their father left it's just been me and them." She spouts out with joy.
"That's great Samantha but unfortunately…" Beatty turns and shoots the single mother in the head killing her instantly. "...no one leaves the department unless it's in a bodybag." He finishes with a cold tone.
"Well Beatty didn't know you had it in you." A familiar voice taunts in the shadows.
"Senator just do your part and I'll do mine." Beatty rudely states. Out steps Senator Maxwell and the two share twin sly grins.
The End: Next Chapter, I Wouldn't Trade it for Life.
Authors notes:
Okay sorry for the wait video games are addicting. I've been trying to string a plot along in this one. This chapter does a lot of setting the world around them and the current state of their world. While pushing characters down a path or two getting them where they need to be, maybe a little too fast. The Makenna and DJ relationship will get more fleshed out and finally wrap up that plot line.
Yeah so the next chapter will delve into Ethans motivation and add depth to his character. Still thinking of which story to pick up along side that one we got the Young Guardians mission, but the Centurions haven't been featured in awhile so idfk. Eh we'll see how it goes. Oh I'm bringing back a character from a few chapters ago.