Chapter IV: Chaos In The Streets
December 2nd, 2018
Day 3, Status: Outbreak, Flu/Smallpox
Infected: 372
Death Toll: 58
2:00PM
Top of Titans Tower
The mayor has decided to pay a visit to the Titans in a hazmat suit. He arrived on the rooftop by helicopter. Even his security escort were in hazmat suits. As the helicopter landed, the door opened. The mayor stepped out and removed the helmet. His escort did the same, knowing that the outbreak would not reach the tower. "Well, Titans, it appears what is happening out there is just like New York on Black Friday 2016 and there's nothing even you Five can do about it!" Robin answered to that. "Yeah, I was worried there would be riots." The mayor continued. "Because of the riots, all the men in the JCPD are either dead, severely wounded or infected with the flu or Smallpox! Even my task force is having serious trouble to establish law and order!" "I read the National history books you gave me mayor, and there appears to be a name for this outbreak." Said Raven. "The people of the nation called it, the Green Poison because it was borne off of dollar bills." Beast Boy shivered in revulsion. "Remind me not to go anywhere near money unless I know there is no disease on it." The mayor continued more. "The science department hasdeveloped specially made hazmat suits for each of you." His escort handed each Titan a hazmat suit. "Not only will they protect you from the virus with their usual filters, they can also enchance your powers. Even Beast Boy's can change shape like him." "But why give us the Hazmat suits, Mayor?" "You guys're gonna need them if you plan to go anywhere near my city. Which is soon, by the way, because with the JCPD out of commission, it falls upon you five to restore law and order in the streets." Robin and his subordinates were ready. "We won't let you down, Mayor. You can have our word!" The mayor laughed with joy. "Now that is what I like to hear! Oh, one more thing." "What is it, Mayor?" Asked Cyborg. "With the government all out of resources to fight the outbreak, they have decided to activate the thing we palmed about yesterday... Directive 51." "Directive 51?" Raven asked. "Does that mean..." "Yes, Raven, you five will be working alongside... The Division."
When we were activated, we knew the situation was bad... worse than anyone can imagine. We are an elite, highly trained team of operatives. They only call us when everything else has failed. We have no rules, we have no limits. Our job is to protect what remains.
We are your co-workers. We are your neighbors. We might even be your friends.
But when we get the call...
...We leave everything behind.