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[i][b]Chinatown, Lost Haven[/b][/i]

As the armored black SUV raced toward Chinatown as a part of a convoy of vehicles representing Midas Industries, Alison Sparks sat in the back seat of the vehicle gathering as much information as she could about the events going on in that section of the city. As they moved toward Chinatown, Ms Sparks listened to the chatter over her secured radio frequency which gave constant updates about the situation. 

To her dismay, not only had War-Pulse engaged an unknown metahuman, but there were reports of a large mechanized vehicle, or a man in an oversized mech suit had also entered the fray. If the reports were accurate, the newcomer matched the description of an individual that had been held by STRIKE, and had subsequently been broken out by War-Pulse himself. 

“Shit.” She cursed to herself as she listened to the reports pouring in. If the new arrival was indeed who she thought it was, this mission just got a lot more difficult. Then to make matters worse, came the reports of seismic activity. 

“Alright boys, we have confirmation that the subject is still in the area. Set up a perimeter around Chinatown, do not let her get out of the area, we’ll probably only get one shot at this.” Ms Sparks said into the radio to the rest of the team.

“Do you want us to engage the others?” Came a reply. She recognized the voice as belonging to Jenkins, a member of Midas’ personal security. He was a good officer, but he seemed overeager to prove himself, a trait that she found more often than not was a fatal flaw.

“Negative.” Ms Sparks replied. “It’s probably not a good idea to engage a guy with questionable morals who can go toe to toe with Icon. This is a simple snatch and run, do not engage.” Ms Sparks finished. 
“Oh Midas…after this, we’re going to have a long talk about my salary…” She said as she got a glimpse of War-Pulse taking a shot at Evergreen.