One Year Later
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to DC or Marvel. I own Farrah/Persiana, Bast, and Leon/Crisis.
Chapter 21: Infiltration
Troia, Arsenal, Punisher, and Fire managed to infiltrate Kasnia through one of the country's borders. All four of them were dressed in black body suits hiding their costumes underneath it. They were also wearing black masks to conceal their faces as they moved through the misty night air. Also, the four members were in communication with the Howling Commandos' base, with Nick Fury and Persiana directing the operation.
Deadpool stared up at the ceiling,
"I'm bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored bored. When am I going to see action?"
Fury, not even looking in his direction, said,
"Wade, if this turns bad, you might see action sooner than even you want."
The Merc-with-a-mouth rolled his eyes,
"Oh, chill out, Nicky! The author of this shin-dig isn't going to do anything that wouldn't catch me off guard. I'm Deadpool!"
Persiana rolled her eyes and patted her stomach,
"And I thought I was nuts."
Fury looked at the monitor,
"Ok, Troia. You're approaching a small town just outside the capital city. Try and see if you can blend in with the people before heading into the city."
The younger Amazon princess nodded,
"Understood."
Fury said,
"Maintain radio silence until you get to the city. Fury out."
He disconnected the com-link.
Bast folded her arms, glaring at the former head of SHIELD,
"I must admit, Colonel; I find myself conflicted. While skulking around in the shadows is appealing to cats, I also feel we are like a bunch of common thieves."
Fury looked over to the goddess of felines,
"It's the only way we're going to be able to get any info on what Rajak is up to. Also, I seem to recall a clan of ninjas that you started."
The goddess sniffed,
"That's different. That was after my daughter was grown up and she and the others started that."
Farrah looked around,
"Have you seen Leon around?"
The red-eyed swordsman entered at that moment,
"I'm right here. What's going on?"
The white-haired feline grinned,
"Hey, lover."
Crisis said,
"So, how's it going with the operation?"
Fury answered,
"They just got into town. I told them to maintain radio silence until they got into the palace. I just hope it works."
Meanwhile…
Troia and her team had reached the small hamlet just outside the capital city. If one were to look at this Kasnia, one would never expect to be anything more than a small farming village. Animals rested silently as the four individuals crept along the alleyways. The whole town was dark, with many of the residents still asleep. However, one light was open, and there was some ruckus laughter coming from it. From the several military jeeps parked outside, it was obvious that it was a soldier patrol and it was the end of their shift.
Roy peered through one of the windows. He was careful to stay out of sight and saw through the slightly tarnished window there were about eight to ten soldiers, all of which had been drinking. One of them appeared to be more sober than the others and Roy believed him to be an officer. The archer skulked back to Donna and said,
"Most of 'em are drunk, but there's one in there that's looks like an officer."
The soldiers were now cursing and shouting in the native language at the bartender, demanding more drinks. Donna growled, recognizing that drunken tone,
"We need to slip past them and keep moving."
Castle shook his head,
"If there's an officer with them, then we need to know why."
Just then, the four of them saw the bartender stepping outside. Bea smirked,
"Now's our chance."
As the bartender began a quick smoke, a hand covered his mouth. Donna whispered in the native language,
"It is all right. We do not wish to hurt you."
Roy blinked,
"Wait, how do you know the language?"
Troia shrugged,
"No idea. I just seemed to understand it when I first heard it."
The bartender blinked and asked,
"Are you Americans?"
Donna shook her head,
"Not exactly. We need to know why there is an officer in the bar."
The bartender explained,
"Only officers are allowed outside the city. Ever since this Colonel Rajak appeared several weeks ago, he had his grip tighten. No one has gotten in or out."
One of the drunken soldiers shouted,
"Hey, barkeep! Where's more liquor?"
An idea hatched in Roy's mind,
"I have a plan."
Five minutes later, and dressed as the bartender's daughter, Donna walked in, all smiles with the bartender. The drunken soldiers were cat-calling, and even the officer had to spit out his drink as he marveled at the beauty that was in front of him,
"Hello, my dear."
He kissed her hand rather gentleman like, while several of the more inebriated soldiers attempted to woo her. The officer barked,
"You idiots have no idea how to treat a beautiful woman! Go visit one of the brothels!"
He then turned to Donna,
"Perhaps a change of scenery is an order. I have a house inside the city I could simply give you a pass."
Donna chuckled,
"Well, why should I refuse from a handsome gentleman like you?"
Of course, all this flirting was making the young Amazon sick to her stomach. The officer nodded,
"Of course. Right this way."
The bartender growled, as if to play along that he did not approve, but there was little he could do to stop it. He watched as Donna and the officer left the bar. Roy watched as the two left and said,
"Let's do this."
He and the Punisher walked in with silent weapons and blasted the other drunken soldiers way. The bartender took cover and watched as the bullets, while making very little sounds from their guns, did hit glasses and the wooden tables. The soldiers, too drunk to fight back, laid in a bloody waste. Castle then began opening the basement to the bar and shoved all the bodies as Roy and Bea began cleaning up the mess.
Roy grumbled,
"I don't like leaving Troia behind like that."
Fire nodded,
"I agree. Which is why we have to do this quickly and get to her."
With that, after the clean up was done, they all left.
Bea, glowing in her green flaming aura, flew across the night sky as Punisher and Arsenal commandeered a jeep and drove fast through the night.
Donna and the officer had just reached the checkpoint when Arsenal, Fire, and Punisher were all watching. It looked like Troia was going to pull it off.
Suddenly, several helicopters began flying over head and spotlights began being shone all around them. All of them shielded their eyes as best they could, but Colonel Rajak's voice cut through the air,
"You should not have made that pit stop, as you Americans say."
Punisher wanted to go for his gun, but a chorus of gun clicks prevented him from doing so.
As soon as the four of them were taken into custody, the power-mad colonel walked to each one of them, all of their faces exposed. He nodded,
"So, you Americans think you could invade my country and oppress my people with your own ways."
Donna hissed,
"Like you haven't done that already? We've heard of you, Rajak."
A voice chuckled at that,
"Nice to see you too, princess."
Donna instantly recognized that voice,
"You!"
Daken, dressed in his brown and tan Wolverine costume, grinned,
"So, how about that date?"
Next Chapter:
The Legion of Doom kicks of their bid for control of Gorilla City and war with the League. Stay tuned, fellow readers!