Role Play Board: Strings (Prelude)

Strings (Prelude)

Posted by Slade on 10/30/2009, 10:58 pm
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SHIELD Operational Headquarters, New York City

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen," Slade begins, his arms folded across his chest. Slade stands in front of a meeting with his top level SHIELD command and a few upper level field agents. He read the files on most of the people in the room earlier but there are a few that he is unfamiliar with. Standing at the back of the room is Sam Wilson, also known as Falcon, with an open scowl on his face.

"I'm not here to justify my appointment, I am here to set the new agenda. I am sure most of you are aware that there was a break in at area 42 and the president has given this top priority. Our intel indicates that the technology used in the break in was Apokoliptian in origin."

Slade lifts the remote on the table and pushes a button to dim the lights. A slide show begins depicting the evidence that was found at the scene. He also explains that some sort of frequency jammer disabled the video surveillence units.

"How was the determination that the technology was Apokaliptian made," one of the agents from the tech department asked.

"Thanks to the cooperation of Checkmate, the tech was identified. Since this case involves instillation 42, they will be acting in a secondary role." He pushes the clicker and the next slide is projected on the wall, a mugshot of Bruno Mannheim. He then cycles through other pictures of known Intergang agents. "Because of their known dealings with Apokaliptian tach, the Intergang are our primary suspects."

"As of now we are waiting on intel before we proceed but I am hoping to be ready for an operation by the end of the week. I just wanted to keep you all in the loop, so you are all dismissed." Everyone files out, except for Agent Wilson who waits in the back. As the last person closes the door on their way our, he walks towards the desk. "Is there something I can help you with?"

"I don't know who pulled the strings to get you this job, but Cap and I are going to see your stay is as short as possible."

"Agent Wilson, I don't know what I've ever done to you..."

"I know who you are and I know what you've done. The Justice League sent a full report on you to us this morning."

"The Justice League, what a fine bunch of hypocrits. Wonder Woman executed Maxwell Lord as if it was her right to be judge,jury, and executioner. Even if the general public chooses to not believe it, Batman was responsible for the OMAC incident. The Green Lantern murdered countless billions when he lost his self control. What makes them better than me?"

"They make mistakes, but they work t make the world a better place."

"So do I..."

Later

"Computer, run environment scan desination alpha 1," Slade speaks aloud as he sits in his own office. He waits patiently as the SHIELD mainframe runs a security sweep checking his office for listening devices or cameras. It occurs to him that who ever is behind his new found position could easily have given themself higher clearence than him. But atleast he could make sure no one else is listening.

"Scan complete, no threats detected."

"Computer I would like to do an archive search, security clearence tango alpha cappa cappa 3192571."

"Archive online, good afternoon Director Wilson."

"Computer, I would like all of the files releating to the prison known as 42."

"No data found." Slade stares at the screen on his desk, a look of annoyance on his face. He tries the same search again with no change in the results. Slade drums his fingers on the desk, rage building.

"Director Wilson, there is a Mrs. Queen here to see you, she is quite adamant," the voice of one of the agents at the entrance calls over the intercom.

"Have someone escort her back," Slade replies. He calmly folds his arms across his chest and waits. Although sudden, the visit is not unexpected even if the exact guest is suprising. It could mean that she is here on her own and not as the head of the Justice League. Either way, this day is just getting better by the moment. The door opens and an agent admits the woman known as Black Canary.

"This room has multiple cameras, listening devices, and a dampner that will make you little voice unusable just for your knowledge."

"Do you think any of that honestly scares me?"

"No, I think you are beyond fear and common sense but let me advise you. For the record I recieed several perks when I took this job, one of which was a full pardon for every crime I have ever commited."

"Just because you're exonerated in the eyes of the law, doesn't mean you are in our eyes."

"I know that fact will give me trouble sleeping tonight. Now unless you have another threat to make I have work to do."

"This isn't over," is all she says as she turns and walks out the door. Slade opens up his email and send a quick private message to Gavin at home. The boy was adjusting fine to their new situation, his training was progressing at an amazing rate. He would soon be ready for the next phase.

"Jones," Slade calls into his intercom to his executive assistant. "I need you to set up a meeting for me with Dr. Pym..."