Ron's Worst Nightmares
Goodbye to Camelot
By Pat Squared
Doctor Betty Director examined the chaotic reports from the few remaining Global Justice agents remaining in France. Satellites can track a specific car, read license plates from 50 miles above the earth, and can listen into any electronic communications. However, technology could not beat the power of a sharp set of ears tied to a loose tongue.
Only two Global Justice agents were still left in Paris. One of them reported that Jan-Erik killed Drakken and several of Shego's conspirators, but Shego managed to escape. Normally, Betty Direct would have gone ape-shit at the though of a Global Justice Agent going off the reservation.
Today, she mourned the lost of a good man doing what had to be done to save his nation.
Now, there were three primary conspirators to bring to just. General Francois Dumas, the holder of France's nuclear keys, and Justice Minister Alexander Paget were hashing out the shape of their new France. However, these two were secondary targets.
The dangerous one was Shego. Someone else could handle the little Napoleons, but Shego was the brains behind the whole meltdown.
Shego, why couldn't you just loyally follow along with Drakken's dumb plans. Why did you have to break out on your own.
Unlike the other two conspirators yapping on the airwaves to their supporters, Shego was operating from an electronic black hole. Intelligence suggested that Shego used a system of couriers to relay her suggestions to Paget and Dumas. Shego and Osama Bin Laden both played from the same playbook – that is why both were still free.
Shego could not be brought to justice. There was no prison that would hold her for long. As long as she had the ability to use her plasma blast, there would never be a prison that could hold her. Scientist talk about canceling out her powers by using magnetism, but these were merely theories. There was no realistic way that Global Justice could ever permanently imprison the plasma throwing freak.
No, the only type of justice that would ever suit Shego was the justice of the grave.
Dr. Director lobbied with the power that be at the United Nations and Washington D.C. to summon some military presence to restore order and bring Shego to justice. However the United Nations did not want either the United States or Germany to control France after the Shego issue was dealt with. The United States had an insurgency in Iraqi and another in the Sudan and could not provide the type of forces that is needed in urban combat.
The best that Dr. Director could get was the fact that the United State would send in some special operations teams to provide intelligence on the ground. However, Dr. Director did not get a specific time table.
Despite having some former special operations types on the payroll, Global Justice did not have the capability to perform clandestine, long-term paramilitary operations. It was one thing to insert a small team of agents to watch an airfield or villain's lair for a week. It was another to insert a team of agents on a wetwork assignment for months if need be before they could even have a shot at the target. Global Justice did not have a ninja clan at its beck and call.
However when Betty Director examined the roster for her former special operations personnel, they were all on military leave because the United States already started calling up more reservists for the new conflict in Sudan. Worse, the core of Global Justice's Special Tasks Teams were primarily US military veterans. On the plus side, it meant that almost all of these team members have functioned under unfriendly fire. No amount of training could ever ensure steadiness under fire. However, most of them decided to join the National Guard or Army Reserve so they could earn points to a military pension for showing up once a month and two weeks a year. Now they were all being reactivated.
Unfortunately, most of her non-American agents simply did not have the same level of training her American agents had. Foreign nations simply could not spend the resource to train their military personnel during their entire enlistment tour that the United States military expended just in pushing through a recruit through basic training.
Foreign law enforcement types were well trained, but they were not trained for full blown urban combat. The stats on agent performance dropped like a rock as a large percentage of the American Global Justice agents were being recalled to active military duty. Conversely the mission failure rate was spiking up to unacceptable levels.
Dr. Director had to stem the bleeding in some manner. Global Justice was in need of agents or more importantly paramilitary types who could and would be able to use lethal force. Her American supply was drying up. The Western Europeans with the exception of the English have very few veterans with combat experience. The only source for combat harden veterans was Eastern Europe.
However, the Eastern Europeans did not see eye to eye on how to enforce justice. Generations of autocratic rule taught them thatbrutality was the only way toenforce order. It wasOrder,not Justice that eastern European law enforcement valued.They were more like the old-style Irish-American New York City Police who kept order by busting heads, than the modern professionals that Global Justice traditionally sought.
However, to combat the France problem, Dr. Director needed experienced counter-insurgency experts. With the US supply drying up, she would have to go to Russia. They had plenty of young men who cut their teeth fighting the Chechen rebels. She needed young officers who knew how to coordinate and plan operations. She needed experienced grunts to sweep the streets and sewers. Russia had both. However, the Russians were never known for playing by the Marquis of Queensbury rules with respect to human rights.
When Doctor Director made her decision, she felt like a father giving away his only daughter to a brothel keeper. She knew that the old non-lethal Global Justice would soon be a thing of the past.
Dr. Director opened her little book of very private phone numbers. Now it was time to call in an old debt.
"General Kerensky, please. Tell him it's from Beatrice, his old friend from America..."
With that phone call the old less lethal, Global Justice went the way of Camelot and the Holy Grail.