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 No.1174

>Date: April 10th, 2017
>Location: S.C. - Downtown Area
>Time: 10:00 AM

>Large plumes of flames continue arcing and crackling across the streets of the Sanctuary City Downtown hub. Large cars are burnt to cinders - electronic billboards are entirely fried. Swathes of metallic chain link fences, busses and other large structures are completely melted into molten substances. The level of damage done to this part of the city is substantial.

>However, the majority of the flames are bright blue in color - larger and more intense in terms of power. More of the blue flames emerge from the area as the damaged form of Vulcan skids to the ground. Collapsing in a heap of molten rock and magma, he slowly rises up on one knee to catch his breath. Panting - he exhales bursts of flame from his molten mouth as he does so.

"Son of a bitch….You weren't…kidding about being the better……model….."

>Vulcan then collapses from the blue flame burns all over his body - landing on the floor as he does so. In a prone position, a set of footsteps get closer to the downed Meta-Human criminal.

"You definitely put up a fight - I can say that much."

>Matrix, in his Thermodynamic energy form, then moves to kneel on both knees beside Vulcan - examining the Meta-Human carefully.

"But you also caused a lot of damage."

>He looks for a moment - staring at the searing hot conflagrations before him. Large arches of catalyzed flames continue snapping from road to road around them.

"….So did I, to be fair there."

 No.1175

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>>1174
>After a few minutes, the MRD arrive on the scene - wearing specialized equipment to help withstand the extreme temperatures of the area.

"Jesus, this guy's a nightmare to clean after."

>An MRD trooper carefully holsters Vulcan up with a series of thermally insulated metallic gauntlets. Made from a customized alloy, designed explicitly for high temperatures - the MRD trooper continues to carefully place Vulcan's unconscious body on a stretcher.

"At least he's knocked out now. His flames usually dim in general intensity when that happens."

>Nodding, the MRD trooper continues to carefully escort the Meta-Human towards the nearby APC vehicle - which then makes its way towards the Spire.

>In a distant alleyway, Matrix then fumbles with the sophisticated device on his wrist again. Looking at the hologram projection of his thermodynamic form, dubbed "Zeta" - he then considers a thought forming in his mind.

{"….That form looks awfully similar to Vulcan's magma appearance, come to think of it. Did the Index sample his DNA as a template? If so, then are all the forms mutations of existing Meta-Humans?}

>Fidgeting with the tactile controls on the side of the faceplate - Matrix attempts to pry a bit deeper into the Index's functions. However, he keeps getting the same message each time.

["RESTRICTED: FUNCTION NOT PERMITTED"]

{"Function not permitted? I'm missing steps to unlock it then? What do I have to do? Huh….Interesting."}

>Looking back up at the alleyway entrance, he then continues to think to himself:

{"Well, I might as well get back. I may be able to excuse an hour long break in my position - but I don't know if Amber will buy an excuse the second time."}

>Matrix then hurries off back to the Archeon Complex - attempting to get back as soon as possible.

 No.1176

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>>1175
>Location: Archeon Complex
>Time: 10:30 AM

{"For Christ's sake. Where's Aiden when I need him? Seriously…"}

>In the wake of the CEO and COO's disappearances, the CTO of Archeon incorporated becomes the de facto leader. Meaning as of this moment, Amber is now the head of the company.

"Hey! I don't want any false assumptions about Archeon's business practices getting out due to this situation! Meta-Gen, DataDrive and all the other tech companies were also attacked! Get your facts straight!"

>Amber says, lambasting a reporter attempting to make a hasty extrapolation about the situation with a question. As the CTO of the company, now acting as de facto CEO - Amber is getting inundated with questions from reporters at the scene of the altercations. In the distance, MRD troopers are working to help patch up the minimal damage that was done to the company's premises.

"Where's Aiden? He's been regularly present at the facility during most large scale crises? Has he taken a leave of absence since the attempted attack on his life?"

"What would you say is Archeon's general response to the situation? Does the company have any ties to genetic research that involved Chiral?"

"Are there any proprietary company technologies at risk of being investigated as a result of this situation?"

>Amber, resisting the urge to roll her eyes, states:

"We've already been in contact with the MRD, local law enforcement and even state officials over this situation - same as any other large technology corporation that has operations in this city. Any further questions should be diverted to our legal counsel in this circumstance. Thank you."

>Amber then walks away from the crowd of journalists and reporters, as she's escorted by both a MRD security detail, and an Archeon security detail as well.

 No.1177

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>>1176
>A light swirling sound ripples through the air - as sleek and athletic frame of Arachne continues her swinging motion. Aiming right at the edge of the web line's incline - she then leaps forward with a huge burst of force.

{"Shit? That many reporters? God this is going to be a fucking mess."}

>Landing on the side of a nearby skyscraper - Arachne can see her destination. It's the large rooftop with a locked door that leads down to the residential areas of the larger complex.

{"Great, I just need a distraction so that nobody can make the connection…."}

>As if on cue, a large number of MRD transport vehicles begin slowly driving through the area - on their way to the spire. The contents of the vehicles aren't visible - but their large size gives a clear impression of their cargo.

>Immediately, the reporters and journalists begin swarming the vehicle - asking the MRD troopers inside various questions.

"…ow did you manage to contain Thrasher?"

"Is it true that his powers have evolved? What will the MRD do to counter this potential threat?"

"Are civilians safe with this much property damage being done in the city?"

"Will your organization finally admit that you aren't well equipped to handle increasingly large scale threats like Thrasher and Mundas too?"

>Smiling to herself, Arachne then thinks:

{"Perfect. Now's my chance."}

 No.1178

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>>1177
>As Arachne immediately jumps off from the skyscraper with her maximum speed and strength - she makes it all the way across the roads separating the rooftop of the complex from the winding city buildings.

>Landing with a thud - she then rises to her feet, stating:

"What a mess of a day, holy shit…."

>Sighing, she then moves to open the door - only to hear a noise behind her. Confused, she turns around and finds nobody there, before blinking.

{"Did I imagine something? I could've sworn that I heard a noise just now…"}

>The noise picks up again, as Arachne realizes what it is - a motor.

>Narrowing her lenses, she then calls out:

"….Who's there? Show yourself, or you'll wish you didn't show up."

>A somewhat distorted, but familiar voice then says:

"Hey. Was just testing something before I went in. Didn't think I'd see you here."

>Raising an eyebrow - Arachne then watches as Matrix manifests into thin-air, in his armored black and blue carapace armor from before.

"Oh, it's you."

>Matrix rubs the back of his neck with his right hand - stating:

"Well, yeah. It's me. I was just testing out more functions in the armor, like I said."

>Rolling her eyes, Arachne then turns around and says:

"Yeah whatever. We've got to get back to work before anyone suspects anything. Facility and staff should be back in the complex right about now - that includes you, Junior Technology Manager."

>Arachne opens the door as Matrix walks after her.

"H-Hey! It's just a job title!"

>Then immediately, he thinks:

{"….She learned my job title? That's such a niche thing to do - what? Why does she care?"}

>Matrix then closes the door behind him as they both walk towards the maintenance closets.

 No.1179

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>>1178
>After a few minutes - Mariah and Jericho both walk out of a broom closet inside of Archeon's upper levels. Fixing her hair quickly, she then gives an awkward look to Jericho - who is equally flushed red.

"….Don't tell anyone."

>Jericho immediately nods, saying:

"I didn't see anything."

>Narrowing her eyes, Mariah then elaborates:

"Not the costume - the changing. And what I did after that."

>Jericho immediately nods and walks away - incredibly embarrassed. Putting his hand to his forehead as if to massage a bruise, he then says:

{"So much for 'waiting to ask her out on a date' first.}

>Mariah sighs and turns around, walking casually towards the Biotechnology and Genomics research facilities. While both of them are in an intermediate building that separates the various divisions and their facilities - each of the divisions is equally accessible through a series of these intermediate buildings.

{"Should I have done that? I mean he's very attractive and all. Maybe I should've actually made a move on Damian instead….."}

>Hesitating in her mind, Mariah then shakes her head as she continues thinking:

{"No, that Bella woman clearly has a hold on him. Don't see what's so great about her anyways. She seems basic as hell honestly. Whatever, I needed an itch scratched anyways."}

>Mariah then continues nonchalantly walking towards the Genomics facility.

 No.1180

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>>1179
>As she makes her way to the Genomics facility - Mariah opens the door to the central lobby and finds herself face to face with Josh. The latter, who is the main assistant to the Desmonds, waves at the former.

"Hey Mariah! Glad to see that you're OK."

>Mariah, giving a genuinely sincere smile, closes her eyes and waves back at Josh.

"Oh gosh! I'm sorry for worrying you Josh! I was late to my shift thanks to traffic - and then the city just broke out into chaos!"

>Opening her eyes and putting a genuinely convincing expression of shellshock and fear on her face, she continues speaking:

"I was really scared! In fact, I had to hide in one of the maintenance sheds outside for almost an hour before the MRD arrived!"

>Looking concerned, Josh then says:

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that Mariah. Well, I'm still glad you're doing alright. Misses Desmond's inside the gene recombination lab. She understands what happened - and she's ready for your assistance."

>Nodding quickly, Mariah then gives Josh a big, firm hug before saying:

"Thanks Josh! You're the best!"

>Looking embarrassed somewhat, Josh then looks around, saying:

"Big brother energy, I know. Good luck today."

>Mariah nods and quickly walks off - moving towards the gene recombination lab as Josh continues getting the notes and lab referral information needed for his own work later in the day.

 No.1181

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>>1180
>Inside of her office, Dana Desmond is on the phone with her son, Damian.

"….re that you're OK Damian? I know there haven't been any reports of any attacks at the University - but you can never be too sure."

["I'm fine mom. The dormitories are separate from the main campus - and they're about a block away. It'd take someone half an hour just to reach me from there. Besides, there are multiple exits and panic rooms that can be used in the dorms for this reason."]

>Sighing, Dana leans back in her chair as she stares at the ceiling. While doing so, she then says:

"Alright. As long as you're safe. I'll check up on you again later in the day. Classes have been cancelled for the rest of the week - so do your best to study for your upcoming finals!"

>Groaning on the other side of the call, Damian then says reluctantly:

["Yes, mom. I'll make sure to study really hard for those finals. I promise."]

>Smiling, Dana then says:

"I know you will. I love you, Damian. Stay safe."

["Love you too, mom. Thanks."]

>Dana then ends the call as Mariah walks into the room.

"Hey Misses Desmond!"

>Giving Mariah a warm, but tired smile, Dana then says:

"Hello, Mariah. I'm glad to see you safe. I was just speaking with Damian to check up on him as well."

>Nodding slowly, Mariah then gives a concerned look on her face.

"I hope he's doing OK. He deserves a good shot at a better future - just like what you gave me."

>Dismissing the statement, Dana stands up from her chair, stating:

"Oh please, you more than earned your position here. You're easily our brightest new member."

>Silent for a moment, Dana looks around before stating:

"Well then, should we get to work?"

>Mariah nods, stating:

"Absolutely! Scientific discoveries don't unearth themselves!"

>Dana laughs at the comment.

"No, they most certainly do not….."

 No.1182

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>>1181
>Location: MRD Spire
>Time: 11:00 AM

>As the large convoy network of MRD APCs, hovercraft and other all-purpose vehicles slowly move themselves towards the entrance of the giant megastructure, Chase looks on from above in his office.

"Despite the circumstances, you detained the most dangerous Meta-Human criminals actively seen on the field - and you did it with minimal casualties."

>Looking behind him back at Dynamo and Valkyrie - still in damaged and torn armor, he states:

"Well done you two."

>Looking directly at Valkyrie, Chase then continues speaking.

"Lieutenant Valkyrie, step forward."

>Confused, Valkyrie looks at Dynamo for a moment, who nods at her. Confident in the judgment of her friend, she then agrees to the order and steps forward.

"Sir."

>After a long silence, Chase keeps his hands behind his jacket as he states:

"For your distinguished service in the field, and your exceptional capabilities in neutralizing various Meta-Human threats to the city? I've discussed with general administrative counsel about a potential promotion."

>Her head immediately spinning, Valkyrie looks between Dynamo and Chase, before stating:

"Wait, you don't mean-"

"I do. You're being promoted to MRD Commander of the entirety of Sanctuary City - effective immediately. You'll be Dynamo's replacement, as he's decided to step down."

>Immediately turning her head towards Dynamo, Valkyrie looks on in bewilderment, asking:

"What…Why…I don't-"

>Dynamo holds up a hand, stating:

"I've been doing the job for a few years now - but there's always been a degree of 'spillage' regarding altercations with Meta-Humans. I've never quite contained a situation as neatly as you have. Besides…"

>Dynamo gestures to the large media presence outside - with countless reporters, journalists and general onlookers cheering at the detainment of dangerous Meta-Humans.

"As far as the media's concerned - you've single handedly stopped some of the most dangerous Meta-Humans in the entire country today. Plus you're a woman, so it's good PR to have you as the new leader of the organization."

 No.1183

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>>1182
>Valkyrie takes one more look at Dynamo, eying him carefully as she says:

"…Ryan. Are you sure about this?"

>Nodding, Dynamo then looks at Chase, stating:

"I'll still be in reserve if I'm needed. But I'll focus more on investigative work. Specifically there's one case that I wanted to be assigned, if you don't mind - Chase."

>Chase raises his eyebrow for a moment as he says:

"The criminal killer, I assume?"

>Nodding slowly, Dynamo continues:

"Annoying how they still don't have a name, but they're possibly the single most enigmatic being we've ever attempted to track. For whatever reason, we can never seem to get a handle on them - and I'm not willing to accept that. Before I fully retire, I'm going to make sure that I bring them in."

>Dynamo closes his hand into a fist, stating:

"No matter what."

>Silent for a few moments, Valkyrie then turns back to Chase, stating:

"…If Ryan, sorry, Dynamo formerly resigns - then I accept the position as MRD Director of Sanctuary City."

>Nodding, Chase then has Valkyrie affirm the process officially with a signing process involving several papers and forms - with his signature to authorize the transition. Afterwards, Dynamo and Chase both clap for her briefly, before stopping.

"Good job Di."

"Yeah, you've done a great job so far."

>Sighing, Valkyrie then turns to Dynamo - who begins walking out of the room. Suddenly, Valkyrie has a thought:

"Wait. If I'm the MRD Director now….then who's my new lieutenant?"

>Nodding at the door as Dynamo leaves the room - he says:

"You're about to meet them. "

>Speaking more loudly towards the door, Chase then states:

"You're free to enter the room now, agent."

 No.1184

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>>1183
>After a few seconds, the door opens to reveal a woman with stark white hair and a skintight black body suit who walks into the room.

>Raising her eyebrow, Valkyrie then says:

"My new Lieutenant is Capgras?"

>Frowning, Capgras looks at Valkyrie while crossing her arms:

"Did I do something wrong?"

>Valkyrie shakes her head, immediately regretting her statement.

"No, I don't mean…I'm sorry Jennifer, that was rude."

>Still frowning somewhat, Capgras looks at the ground, stating:

"Yeah I know. I screwed up big time - and I've been in with some pretty bad people. But I'm legitimately trying to make a change for the better!"

>She says, looking back up at Valkyrie - a determined expression on her face.

"And I'm no slouch either! I can fight almost as well as you, so I won't be a burden either ma'am!"

>Instinctively, Capgras shifts her appearance into an identical copy of Titanomachia to prove her point, causing Valkyrie to hold her hands out in a 'calm down' gesture.

"Woah, woah woah! I get the picture, Capgras! You're definitely a valuable asset on our side!"

>Nodding, almost to reinforce her own beliefs about that statement, Capgras reverts back to her original appearance.

>Chase, watching the whole situation, now says:

"She'll be your new Lieutenant because I feel she compliments you best. Not only does she have an extensive understanding of the criminal mindset from her time as a Breaker - she also has a power set that can aid you in direct combat, infiltration and general reconnaissance."

>Capgras nods slowly at Valkyrie - giving her a warm smile as her hands remain behind her back.

"Her ability to shift forms and perfectly impersonate Meta-Humans, including with their powers, also provides ample opportunity for strategic synergies."

>Capgras then reaches her hand out, as Chase then states:

"Besides that. Watch."

>Valkyrie looks over as Capgras puts a hand on her shoulder - leading Valkyrie to expect a surge of bright light to emanate from her palm.

"……"

"….."

>However, nothing happens, surprising Valkyrie.

"Much like with a few of the vigilantes in the city - Meta-Human modification powers seemingly have no effect on you. I suspect that's due to the nature of your own abilities, and how they were….manifested. This means Capgras has no potential to overshadow you or attempt insubordination - if I properly understand the full nature of your abilities, Valkyrie."

 No.1185

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>>1184
>Feeling more confident in herself and exhaling a breath she didn't even know she was holding - Valkyrie nods slowly.

"Understood, sir. I accept Capgras as my new Lieutenant."

>Giving an approving signal with two of his fingers in a slant motion, Chase then motions towards the door.

"Great, because I have a first assignment for you, Commander. Interrogation of the Outsider and Harbinger leaders."

>Nodding, Valkyrie walks out of the room, with Capgras walking beside her. As she does so, she then says:

"We have a file on someone who can likely help them both crack open valuable information. How good are you at stage performances, Jennifer?"

>Capgras gives an encouraging smirk, stating:

"You only needed to ask, ma'am. I can be as convincing as you'd like….."

 No.1186

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>>1185
>Location: Spire - Holding Cells

>Aisha and Derelict are kept in an interrogation room - with various levels of MRD dampeners keeping their powers at bay inside to suppress their abilities. As they continue staring off into silence on opposite sides of the room, eventually Aisha speaks.

"….Why didn't you tell me that you had Matter Manipulation?"

>Scoffing, Derelict stares directly at Aisha - venomous anger in her eyes as she states:

"….That's what you give a shit about?! Not the fact that I tore up the city just to make you understand why I'm doing this?!"

>Narrowing her eyes, Aisha focuses on the question she asked prior, but with more clarity.

"…Why didn't you tell me the full scope of your powers? Because if you did? I likely would've agreed with you."

>Silent, Derelict feels her mind racing as the revelation recontexualizes her own anger.

"I-I…..I d-don't…."

>Looking away, Derelict feels an immense amount of shame and regret building up inside of her as she says:

"…..I don't have an answer for that. Not one that you'd agree with."

>Both of them can then hear footsteps - as two figures walk into the bright hallways of the containment areas. Hollow is being pushed around - while shoving against Valkyrie's own motions. Unable to break free of his restraints - he sighs as the door opens.

"I'll never tell you what we Harbingers accomplished together - you authoritarian lackey."

>Kicking Hollow into the room and allowing him to fall flat on his ass, Valkyrie then closes the door. She then states through the window:

"You have five minutes to give up all the information you have on the Outsiders and the Brigadiers."

>Aisha then says out loud:

"….And if we refuse?"

>Valkyrie then elaborates further:

"Given the mess you've made, HQ want you buried deep in a hole, far far away. Further than The Wedge, if need be. Solitary confinement as necessary if you cause more of an issue."

>Narrowing her eyes, Aisha's mind begins racing, along with Derelict's.

{"This isn't good. The Outsiders without my aid will fall apart - seemingly the same with Derelict's Harbingers. They both have similar training and command structures outside of the Helixers she onboarded."}

>Looking back at Derelict, she can tell that Aisha is thinking the same. Hollow them looks between the both of them and states:

"….Don't tell me that you'd consider giving up the cause for a deal with these devils, Rachel?!"

>Sounding genuinely shocked and enraged, Hollow begins visibly shaking in anger.

"After everything that we've been through? You'd reduce our ideology to this?"

 No.1187

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>>1186
>Looking at Hollow coldly, Derelict then says:

"I was never doing this for you, Felix. You're nutty even by criminal standards. You were just a useful tool to get us the firepower we needed to start a war with the MRD. But we've lost that war before it even truly started."

>Looking at Aisha, Derelict then says:

"I only cared about one thing - making a world more fair for her…..for us."

>A glance of longing appears in Derelict's eyes, as her feelings towards her former C.O. are made abundantly clear.

>Still enraged, Hollow staggers to his feet, coughing as he remains bound in his constraints. Unable to move his hands, he then shouts:

"Then you're traitors! Both of you! So willing to disarm your own fighting spirit! So willing to undermine your own principles! Betray your own beliefs and for what? Love?"

>Scoffing, Hollow walks past the both of them, a sense of disgust in his voice as he says:

"You both make me sick. And to think I used to look up to the both of you - in this God forsaken organization!"

>Staring directly at Valkyrie, Hollow says:

"You'll either have to kill me, or throw me into the deepest, darkest cell imaginable. But I will never stop fighting."

>Placing his head against the glass exterior of the wall - Valkyrie can see genuine hatred in Hollow's expression, as he grinds his teeth in-between his statements.

"I will regain my strength, and I will return from whatever prison you toss me into! When I do return, you will all pay for what you've done to Meta-Humanity! What you have done to your own kind!"

>Valkyrie then looks off in a different direction - beyond Aisha, Derelict and Hollow's ability to see. As she does so, Valkyrie makes a gesture with her head, stating:

"Take him out - send him to the black site. Director's orders given his refusal to cooperate."

>A platoon of MRD troops then arrive, opening the door and forcefully dragging Hollow out of the room. As they drag him away towards another part of the building - he continues shouting:

"You will never contain me! I will get out and I will destroy you all! I swear it! On my last, dying breath I will destroy all of you!"

 No.1188

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>>1187
>Looking at both Aisha and Derelict, Valkyrie then says:

"Your choice. Cooperate with us - or be sent to a black site, for the rest of your lives."

>Thinking carefully for a moment, Aisha sighs and then asks:

"…..If we cooperate - what will that entail? We're essentially blacklisted from our own organizations the minute we agree to help you."

>Derelict nods, taking Aisha's statement and running further with the questions:

"What will we even do? We can't do any work outside of field work, as we're not trained. Even if our identities aren't mass media knowledge - our hundreds of troops will remember who we are - and they'll do everything in their power to make our lives a living hell."

>Silent for a moment, Valkyrie says:

"We have a method to remove their knowledge of your identities from their minds. Experimental psionics program."

>Raising an eyebrow, Aisha states:

"That can't be on the books. That's never been the MRD's M.O."

>Crossing her arms, Valkyrie replies:

"Circumstances have changed, and situations have become too complex to assume good faith resolutions towards. As you yourselves just said, your lives are effectively over, as long as that knowledge and information about your identities is in the minds of your former troops."

>Silent, Derelict then asks:

"…Assuming you can do that. Wipe the slate clean for us, give us new identities. Witness protection if need be…….What would we have to do in return?"

>Without hesitation, Valkyrie exclaims:

"Wetworks. Black Ops missions that go beyond the legal restrictions placed on MRD troopers."

>Narrowing her eyes, Aisha says:

"….You want us to operate like the vigilantes. Mosaic and co. Just obviously fulfilling MRD directives instead."

>Nodding, Valkyrie puts her hands behind her back, stating:

"As of now, I'm the MRD Commander of the entire city."

>Aisha gives an impressed look.

"….Congratulations. Neither of us reached that level."

"I'm aware, and thank you. As I was saying….."

 No.1189

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>>1188
>Valkyrie begins pacing back and forward beyond the window of the room. As she continues pacing in the hallway, she then starts to speak again. stating:

"The past two years of direct observation regarding Mosaic, Speedrunner, and the countless other vigilantes in the city - has brought a valuable fact to our attention. There is only so much that we can do within the confines of the law."

>Turning back to face the individuals, she then continues speaking:

"Now, we can legally process you and give you new public identities - and wipe the memories of your soldiers as stated before. But you'll forgive us for not just…..deleting any evidence of your prior lives from our own confidential databanks. This is a two-way street, after all."

>Scoffing lightly, Aisha gives an amused smile as she states:

"Blackmail. Effective at that - considering how whatever facsimile of a real life that Rachel and I choose to build together….could be wiped out with a single revelatory leak."

>Looking at Valkyrie with a warped and almost twisted sense of pride, Aisha then says:

"You're my greatest success, Diana. If you're willing to do this - then you understand how important control is, with any system."

>Derelict crosses her arms and looks away, sighing.

"Yeah well, whatever. I don't really care. I just want a reset for my life. To hell with the rest of this."

"I concur with Rachel. We agree to your terms."

>Nodding, Valkyrie then says:

"Then we'll book for your debriefing later today. My staff will handle the details for you. Good job - both of you. You made the right choice. The only real choice."

>Valkyrie then turns around and begins to walk away from the holding areas - letting Aisha and Derelict talk more candidly as they wait for their new futures.

 No.1190

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>>1189
>Location: MRD Spire - Administrative Floor

>On the Administrative Floor of the Spire, Valkyrie walks towards an empty hallway at the back of the facility. Standing in the middle of the hallway is Hollow - still bound in restraints. Nonchalantly walking up towards Hollow, the MRD Commander then says:

"You weren't kidding. That was a very compelling performance."

>Hollow smiles as Valkyrie takes out a metallic key with different segmented bits to its structure. As she inserts the key into the restraints and undoes them, Hollow replies:

"I told you, ma'am."

>Hollow then instantly shifts form - now appearing as Capgras once more, as the restraints fall to the floor.

"I can be as compelling as you'd like."

>Nodding, Valkyrie gives Capgras an impressed look, then a genuine smile. She then states:

"We're going to do well together, I can already tell."

>Nodding herself enthusiastically, Capgras then picks up the restraints and the key, saying:

"What next, ma'am?"

>Valkyrie begins walking towards the stairs of the Spire - down to the lower levels as she replies:

"First, we debrief and prepare the new operatives for their work - then we get a hold on my precinct in the middle of the city. We've still got some Spring Cleaning to do, so we might as well get a hold on it now. Wouldn't you agree?"

>Capgras nods quickly, stating:

"Yes ma'am! Let's get right on it then!"

>Both women then walk towards the management area of the Spire - as they begin their work for the rest of the day.

 No.1193

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>>1190
>Location: MRD Spire - Rooftop
>Time: 11:30 AM

"So what did you need my help with again?'

>Dynamo tosses a set of files on the table. Standing across from him on the edge of the Spire's rooftop - is Mosaic. The latter figure is casually stretching and cartwheeling across the stone edifice of the rooftop edge, with perfect equilibrium and balance.

"What else? A dangerous Meta-Human, and that's what you're good at handling."

>Chase sits in the chair adjacent to Dynamo, as he states:

"Besides, you're probably the only one who can effectively track them."

"They got a name?"

"Not necessarily."

>In mid cartwheel, Mosaic maintains a handstand effortlessly as he turns his head from Dynamo to Chase, back to Dynamo - and then one more time back to Chase as well.

"….You're serious? If you're talking about who I assume you're talking about - then they're a ghost as far as I'm concerned. I half believe that they exist. Hell, even if they did exist?"

>Mosaic flips onto the nearest chair without issues and lands comfortably without generating any force or knock-back. Crossing his legs as he places them on the table, he puts his hands together, stating:

"You have an entire department of MRD troops, in-training Meta-Human operatives, and a new MRD Commander who is quite literally more powerful than any of you."

>Pointing at Chase, he then states:

"Well, except for you that is. Congrats to Dianna by the way. She's been doing a great job as Valkyrie."

>Rolling his eyes, Dynamo then says:

"Yeah, whatever. Appreciated. We still need your help. We can't track this Meta-Human, and they've got a casualty list the size of a thesaurus. Something has to be done about them - or the MRD isn't going to be seen as a legitimate institution; mainly if one single Meta-Human has become this much of a problem for us."

>Silent for a moment, Mosaic then turns his attention to Chase, stating:

"…You know who they are, don't you Chase?"

>Dynamo immediately spins his head towards Chase.

"…..What?"

>Chase sighs.

"I have a few suspicions, but we can't act without cause. Due process of law exists, remember? Not for you though, clearly."

>Thinking for a moment, Mosaic then says:

"I can figure out who it is without too much issue. All it'll take is observing them, and likely pissing them off enough times to cause them to slip up. How hard can that be, right?"

>Standing up, Mosaic then looks at both Chase and Dynamo, stating:

"I'll consider it, if you really need my help. Until next time."

>Tapping both his index finger and his middle finger against his helmet, Mosaic disappears in a brief flicker of distorted space-time - leaving Chase and Dynamo on the rooftop.

>Sighing, Dynamo then says:

"He's probably the most effective Meta-Human in this city, possibly this entire country. But my God is he arrogant."

>Chase takes a french fry from the bowl on the table they were eating from, then states:

"When you're more powerful than entire continents, and you know it? You tend to flaunt it, even unintentionally."

 No.1195

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>>1193
>Location: S.C. - Rooftops

"So you're gonna go find this 'criminal killer' dude then?"

>Arachnid says, continuing their practice swinging and movement improvement. The vigilante continues flipping through the rooftops, front flipping multiple times as he lands - then vaults into the air once again.

"I might. It depends on how much of a mess they decide to make."

>Floating in the air at a similar speed to Arachnid in the air - Mosaic watches over his crime-fighting assistant as he continues his practice maneuvers.

"Well, in that case…."

>Arachnid then shoots out a silk line and webs it to a nearby wall - giving him enough leverage to pull himself higher into the air.

"I guess you're free for the rest of the week?"

>Nodding, Mosaic then replies, stating:

"Yes I am. If you need help with some aspect of your schooling, I can help with that. If not? I can help you with your vigilante practice like I am right now."

>Arachnid then says:

"Alright, thanks!"

>Nodding, Mosaic then begins assuming a conventional flying position, with his arms crossed and his coat fluttering in the wind.

"Stay focused though."

>Acknowledging the statement, Arachnid begins speeding up his momentum and swinging speed.

"Yeah I know. Let's see if I can crank my speed up a notch. Outdo my own record!"

>Mosaic and Arachnid then continue moving across Sanctuary City's skylines and rooftops at rapid speeds - moving towards the Archeon Complex.

 No.1198

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>>1195
>Location: ????
>Time: Indeterminate

>A bright red light appears as a woman falls down into a large expanse of meadows and fields. The woman, the same one from before in the laboratory - only remembers being blasted with a bright red light from Mosaic.

"Gyah!"

>As she opens her eyes, she then looks around - confused.

"What…."

>Staring out into the open void of open valleys and plains, she then says:

"….Did I miss something?! Where am I?!"

>Confused, the woman picks herself up and starts walking around. Confused, she then goes:

"I don't……"

>Annoyed, she begins teleporting, trying to get herself back to Sanctuary City - but finds that she can't.

"What?!"

>After warping countless times and manipulating the fabric of reality as much as she can - she eventually relents after a few minutes and then sits crossed legged on the ground, annoyed.

"Typical. Just when I wake up - I'm put in time out all over again."

 No.1200

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>>1198
>Location: Axiom - Nexus of Magic
>Time: Indeterminate

"There."

>Mosaic takes the glowing sphere of purple and yellow - tossing it into Magister's hands. Looking at the sphere, he says:

"You managed to construct a pocket dimension? Impressive."

>Doctor has his arms crossed, now intrigue. He then assumes a thinking position as he states:

"You're getting more familiar with the mystic arts than I anticipated. Likely the result of the Thaumaturgy Ring's help."

>Looking over to Magister, Doctor then says:

"I'm surprised you decided to bestow the ring to him."

>Narrowing his eyes behind his , Magister then states:

"I have no reason to hold back when my counterpart is being tortured by a malignant narcissist with cosmic powers."

>Shrugging, Doctor then states:

"Fair enough."

 No.1205

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>>1200
>Looking back at Mosaic again, Magister then stares at him for a moment. Without even performing a gesture or casting a spell, he states:

"You mimicked Sun Wukong's abilities."

>Mosaic nods, putting a hand on his hip.

"Not intentionally, just ran into the guy. I can see why you trusted him with the job though."

>Doctor then examines Mosaic up and down, stating:

"Forgive my initial skepticism, Aiden. I'm legitimately impressed by how much you've progressed."

>Taking the spherical world from Magister, Doctor then says:

"I assume the woman in here is…"

"She didn't really give a name, so I'll give her something on point…..so….Ultimata. Sounds generic and supervillain esque enough."

"Well, this 'Ultimata' is genetically your cousin - if she really is an artificial spawn of your uncle and aunt."

>Narrowing his eyes behind his mask, Doctor continues:

"….Your aunt being the operative word. I sense Siren energies inside of her."

>Raising his eyebrow, Magister turns his attention to Doctor, stating:

"A Siren hasn't been created in…what? Centuries? The last one being your mother."

>Silent at the mentioning of his mother, Doctor then places the world sphere down on the nearby table, stating:

"Ultimata isn't the only one. There's another woman on Earth with latent Siren abilities. I've mentioned her before - and you've already met her."

>Hearing Doctor reveal the identity of the woman, Mosaic then says:

"…Her? Seriously? She's not even a vigilante or a fighter."

"Nonetheless, I sense the energies of a Siren in her. If she develops them further, you'll need to alert us - through him."

"Fine, I'll do that. If you can keep Ultimata contained for now, then thanks. I'll figure out what to do with her later."

>Doctor and Magister each wave to Mosaic, as he looks down at a small artifact in his palm.

"I need this to enter the Axiom, correct?"

>Doctor nods, stating:

"Yes. It's a conceptual signature used to identify your soul and your essence - the Crystal is very picky about selective access for obvious reasons. Your conceptual similarities to Magister obviously giving you preferred access in this circumstance."

"Alright. Thanks again for this."

>Mosaic then places his index finger and his middle finger to his helmet - focusing as he then disappears in a flash of distorted space-time.

>The Sorcerers Supreme then remain, looking at the world sphere on the table of the area.

[The End]


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