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[center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]
	“Well, that was a delicious dinner.”  Maya told Chris as they both walked to the front door of Chris’ Virginia home.  “I’m glad you know all the best places here in Richmond.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Well, I can’t be at the top of my game as a playboy philanthropist superhero while on an empty stomach.” [/color] Chris joked as they got to the front door.  [color=C0C0C0]“I’m still amused that the waiter almost handed me your dish because the guy would obviously be the one who would have ordered the larger steak.”[/color]

	“The look of embarrassment on his face was just priceless.”

	At the front door, Chris’ butler, George, was waiting for the couple to arrive.  Without even waiting for the sound of the doorbell, George opened the front door in order to welcome his master and his girlfriend back into Chris’ home.  He took Chris’ suit jacket while Chris and Maya strolled into the house.  However, as Chris entered his own home, he somehow did not notice a large snake tail draped over the living room couch.

	“I didn’t know you had a pet snake?”  Maya pointed this out to Chris.  However, once he saw it, Chris immediately knew what, or rather who, it was.  He immediately rushed over to the couch and pushed the tail off the back of the couch.

	[color=C0C0C0]“Oh, that’s nothing.  Don’t worry about it.”[/color]

	“Jerk!”  Veronica shouted at Chris as she sat up from the couch.

	[color=C0C0c0]“How many times do I have to tell you not to have your powers on when people are over?”[/color]

	“Hey, I didn’t know when you and Maya were going to be back.  How am I supposed to know?”

	[color=C0C0C0]“And why aren’t you in bed?  It’s a school night, after all.”[/color]

	“I’m sorry to interrupt your conversation with Ms. Veronica, Master Christopher, but there is an emergency at work.”  George notified his employer.

	[color=C0C0C0]“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?”[/color]

	“They said that there were multiple urgent matters that required your attention.  Take from that as you will.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Fine.  My job seems like it is never done.”[/color]  Chris then turned to Maya.  [color=C0C0C0]“I hope you don’t mind if I quickly put out this fire out work.  It won’t take long.  I promise.”[/color]

	“I’ll be waiting.”  Maya called out to Chris as he rushed out of the door.

	Ever since the Pax Metahumana event, and even the advent of superhumans in general, Chris was able to procure from S.T.R.I.K.E. the manpower to create a dedicated department for handling metahuman threats.  The job of this subsection of S.T.R.I.K.E., called the Metahuman Investigation and Surveillance Taskforce, or M.I.S.T. for short, was to research and evaluate superhuman anomalies.  Chris, since he does not have any real powers, needed any edge that he could find in order to overcome his super-powered counterparts.  

	All the research that M.I.S.T. did would then be filed into a database for future reference.  However, as part of his agreement with S.T.R.I.K.E., Chris was the one in possession of the information.  It was a matter of time before S.T.R.I.K.E. would try something similar and Chris would rather have one of the ‘good guys’ be in charge of it rather than some of the shady individuals within the S.T.R.I.K.E. organization.  Furthermore, since Chris had ownership of the database instead of the organization, the risk of a villain getting hold of this data and using it against the heroes of the world would be minimalized.

	[color=C0C0C0]“So, what was so important that it could not have waited until the morning?”[/color]  Chris demanded from a room full of agents seated in front of computer monitors.

	“Well, there seems like something is going down in Chinatown in Lost Haven.”  One of the M.I.S.T. agents responded.  “Intel is only preliminary, but it seems like our favorite mercenary might be on the scene.  The other combatants are as of yet unknown.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Well, that’s like every Tuesday in Lost Haven.  Was that [i]really[/i] what was urgent?  Because there better be more.”[/color]

	“Um…”  The agent began to speak, “So person called the Game Genie has challenged a hero named the Blue Blur in Pacific Point to a fight.  There have been reports of numerous video game characters appearing across the city, with the accounts increasing as the hours pass.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“So, you’re telling me this, even though my armor is currently undergoing repairs and software upgrades,  Is that what I’m hearing?”[/color]

	“Um…yes.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Alright, make sure we have people monitoring the situation, but don’t you dare engage.  You won’t have been coming to save your butts this time.  Anything else before I head back home?”[/color]

	“There are those mysterious data losses in Lost Haven that are isolated to image storage.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Which is something I can work on at home.  Come again.”[/color]

	“Um…there is that one girl from Texas A&M, what was her name.”  The agent quickly searched his computer monitor for the proper information.  “Kelsey.  That’s it.  She was a sure thing for the Olympic track team.  However, ever since the domes appeared in Texas and bestowed a centaur physique on her, she has been training to compete for the Triple Crown.  I don’t know if they will let her into the races, but it is interesting none the less.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Okay, I’m out of here.  Please let me know when there is an actual emergency that I can actually do something about.”[/color]