Chapter Four
Plan of Attack
Abraham was in his office on the top floor of the GUN HQ looking out over the stormy Station Square from the large window before him. It had been a few hours since the meeting concerning the threat against GUN had ended and he was thinking about all that had transpired during the gathering.
"Penny for your thoughts Abraham?"
Snapping out of his thoughts, Abraham turned to look behind him and saw Samson approaching him.
"Ah, Samson. I didn't hear you come in."
"My apologies, my good man," said Samson as he stood beside his fellow commander.
Abraham waved it off. "No need for apologies. No harm done."
Samson nodded and joined Abraham in looking out over the city.
"So, what exactly is on your mind? It's apparent that something's troubling you." He looked over at him. "Would it have anything to do with what we learned so far concerning out current situation?"
Abraham sighed and closed his eyes.
"Ever since the meeting ended, I've thought of nothing else. We'll have to approach this as we would any other threat and take it seriously. We can't risk the chance in case what we saw was as real and you and I."
"Right you are Abraham," Samson agreed, a slight frown coming to his face. "We should approach this with caution though."
"Yes," Abraham said with a nod before looking over at him. "Do you have any suggestions?"
A thoughtful look came to Samson's face. "A few..."
"And those would be?" Abraham asked.
"Send in some agents undercover," Samson answered, looking back out the window. "Find out their real plan. Or watch from a safe distance. Some of our agents are talented in the ways of disguise and listening skills."
Abraham thought over both ideas in his head.
"Both options are excellent ideas," he said after a couple seconds. "But we know next to nothing about these individuals. We're not even sure if they operate here in Station Square. The only things we have are the photos and videos we've seen. More information will have to be gathered before taking action."
Samson placed both of his hands behind his back.
"I'm glad you think highly of my ideas." He sighed afterwards. "And yes, you're correct. Much needs to be known about whom we're dealing with. And I will do what it takes to find out."
"You and I both, my friend," said Samson.
"But for now, we must attend to the matters at hand. We must inform the president of all we know and see where he stands on where we should go from here." said Abraham.
"Indeed," Samson agreed.
"Let's see if we can contact him," said Abraham as he walked over to his desk.
Samson nodded and followed him. Once the commanders were at Abraham's desk, the silver-haired commander pushed a button underneath it.
Afterwards, a large monitor came down on the wall opposite of were the desk was. Both of them watches as a few seconds later, the president appeared on the screen.
"Good morning Mr. President," said Abraham, saluting as he did so.
Samson saluted as well. "Morning sir."
"Ah, Abraham. Samson," the president greeted with a smile. "It's great to hear from you both. At ease, men."
Abraham and Samson both put their arms down and stood with them behind their backs.
"Information to be reported, sir," said Samson.
"Information of the up most importance that couldn't wait," Abraham added.
This immediately grabbed the president's attention. "I'm listening."
"We've gathered information hinting towards hate gangs," said Samson.
"Hate gangs?" the president repeated.
Abraham nodded. "Yes sir. We thought it may have been a joke, but the more we think about it, this is potentially a serious threat."
"And we may need to gather more evidence on their intentions, whatever they may be," Samson added.
"Hmm," the president murmured as he was deep in thought. "And you say you've gotten evidence?"
Both commanders nodded.
"I'd like to see it for myself," said the president. "See what it is that we're dealing with."
"Yes sir," said Samson. "Right away."
Samson picked up a disc that was on his desk and inserted it into his computer followed by him typing on his keyboard. "We're transferring what we have to you right now sir."
The president nodded and waited for the evidence to arrive on the computer he had nearby.
Soon, it arrived and he began to watch the same slide-show that Abraham, Samson, and the other agents saw. As he watched, his expression became hard and angry.
Samson saw the look change on the president and remembered how he himself felt when watching the evidence.
"Not at pretty sight..."
"I agree," the president said as the slide-show continued. "And these actions won't be tolerated."
"Certainly not," Samson agreed.
The president continued to watch until the slide-show reached the video of the GUN logo being burned and he clenched his fists.
"Something must be done."
"Yes," said Abraham. "And we've already thought of a plan going forward." He crossed his arms. "Problem is, we don't know enough about the perpetrators."
"But we will find out," Samson added.
Abraham nodded at Samson before looking back at the president. "Before we take action sir, we wanted to know what it is you feel we should do. We want to know your stand on this situation."
As the slideshow ended, the president clasped his hands together and closed his eyes in thought. "First and foremost, as much as it pains me to keep them in the dark, we'll have to keep this from reaching the public. The last thing we want is to cause a panic because of an enemy we know nothing about."
"Yes," Samson agreed. "That would be the best option to go with."
Abraham nodded. "Imagine the chaos that could potentially ensure."
"Which is why we must not let them know," said the president. "We'll have to work fast to uncover the identities of these people and put a stop to whatever it is they have planned."
Abraham and Samson nodded their heads in agreement.
"That reminds me," the president continued. "You both said that you had a plan?"
"Indeed we do, sir," Abraham answered.
"Tell me about it," said the president as he leaned back in his chair to listen.
Samson cleared his throat before speaking. "We had an idea to send in some agents undercover, to find out their real plan. Or watch from a safe distance. Some of our agents are talented in the ways of disguise and listening skills."
"Hmm..." the president thought. "That's a good idea that could very well work."
"Our main problem, like I said, is that we know only what we have before us," said Abraham. "We'll have to do some investigating to find out who they are."
The president nodded. "And as Samson said, we have many who specialize in areas that would be of great use to us at this time."
"Yes," said Abraham. "Like Rouge, for example."
"Right you are Abraham," said the president. "This is something that's right up her alley."
"I agree," said Samson. "Rouge would be the perfect agent for this."
"As well as Topaz," Abraham added. "She and Rouge have gone on many espionage missions together."
A confident look appeared on the president's face.
"It looks like we have an idea of where to start to bring these terrorists to justice."
Samson nodded and turned to Abraham.
"We should get in touch with Rouge and Topaz and inform them of our intentions for them to undergo this mission."
"Yes," said Abraham. "The sooner, the better."
"Excellent idea," the president said before a deep sigh came from him.
It didn't go unnoticed as Abraham looked at him. "What is it, sir?"
The president was silent for a couple seconds before responding.
"I know that many of our agents have been granted their vacation time as of now, Rouge and Topaz included. At the end of the day I'm fully aware this is their jobs, but I can't help but worry about the well-being of all the agents. And also, I wonder how Rouge, Topaz, and others would feel if we were to call them in and cut their vacations short."
Samson and Abraham both sympathized with the president as they themselves felt the same way.
"Our agents are entitled to their rightfully deserved vacations, this is true sir," said Samson. "But this is a serious matter."
"I'll have to agree," said Abraham. "And, if our meeting earlier today told us anything, its that they are ready to combat this threat."
"Ah yes, the meeting," said the president. "How did it go?"
Abraham smiled.
"Everything went well sir. Our agents morale was boosted tremendously after the words Shadow spoke."
"It was truly inspirational," said Samson as he smiled also, remembering Shadow's speech.
The president chuckled. "Shadow, eh? Leave it to him to get the troops fired up."
"Indeed sir," said Abraham. "So that can be one worry you don't have on your mind. Our agents are ready to do whatever must be done to take these terrorists down."
"That is very true," said Samson. "The Guardians of United Nations will stop at nothing to bring down these terrorists."
The president nodded as he thought over their plan.
"Okay. With little info we have, we have come up with a plan. As it stands, Rouge and Topaz are our two top agents in espionage and covert operations. Here's what we will so."
"We're listening sir," said Samson. "We're all ears."
"We will assign them to watch out over the city for anything suspicious and to find any clue as to who the individuals we seek."
Abraham and Samson both nodded. "Understood sir."
"Alright," said the president with a nod. "And I will do my part as well - informing the other world leaders of our predicament. If these terrorists will go so far as to antagonize us, I believe there are no limits to what else they could do."
"That's a smart decision sir," said Samson.
Abraham nodded his head in agreement. "Very smart decision."
"I'm glad you both agree," said the president. "Now then, let's not waste any more time. We have our assignments and know what to do, so let's get to it."
"Yes sir!" both Abraham and Samson said as they saluted.
The president saluted back and soon cut communication with them.
"Well, it looks like Rouge and Topaz will be cutting their vacations short," said Samson as he looked over at Abraham.
Abraham let out a deep sigh.
"It appears so. But as we all know, everyone's raring to go and ready when it comes to defending not only themselves but also their fellow agents and this organization."
Samson nodded. "Well then, shall we call them?"
"Yes," Abraham nodded. "We must make haste. Every second counts. Who knows what those terrorists could be planning as we speak?"
"Very well," said Samson. "Let's get to it."
Hmmm wonder how Topaz and Rouge will take to their vacations being cut short?
Well, tune in to find out!