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[center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]
	Chris readjusted the button on his dress shirt’s cuff as he waited for the elevator to finally reach his destination.  Considering how S.T.R.I.K.E.  desires that its secrets remain, well, a secret, Chris was surprised that he was not blindfolded or something on his trip down to this hidden retention facility.  He still thought this, despite the fact that Chris worked closely with this, until recently, secret organization.  Apparently, they were not that worried that Chris would let the cat out of the bag on this one.

	After the elevator bell rung, the doors slid open, revealing a narrow corridor that branched out to the left and to the right.  In front of the elevator, a S.T.R.I.K.E. agent had been standing, waiting for Chris’ arrival.

	“This way, Mr. Arthur.”  The agent told him, waving down the right side passage.  As the two individuals walked down this corridor, Chris saw dozens of containment cells, lined with near-invincible, one-way glass.  Although many of them were empty, a few of them were occupied by some of the allies of Doctor Diplodoc.  He saw the lion-man, Leo, who looked bizarre without his fierce feline appearance.  The Silver Sorceress’ sister, Sumac, was also there, having just been transferred out of the medical bay after sustaining serious injuries from War-Pulse.  The sorceress herself was there, too, although she had been loaded up with medical drugs in order to keep her unconscious so that she would not bring down the entire place down to the ground.

	However, Chris was here for the ring-leader, Doctor Diplodoc.  He, too, just like Leo, looked far less intimidating while his powers were suppressed.  His unpowered appearance paled in comparison to the giant of a man he was with his powers.  Over the last few months since the Pax Metahumana crisis had been resolved, Chris had been returning to this facility to try to pry answers out of the mad doctor, although these attempts have been for the most part done in vain.

	“How can I help you today, Christopher.”  The doctor asked even before Chris spoke.  He, too, was already use to this routine.

	[color=C0C0C0]“Why ask questions when you already know the answers?”[/color]

	“I could tell you the same exact thing.”  Doctor Diplodoc quipped back.  “I assume you have seen last month’s issue of [i]Viera[/i], since you have been quite intimate with some of their models, if you catch my drift.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Read it, no.  Heard about it, now that would be a yes.  I was half surprised by it, to be honest.  She rocks the look, but I would have lost a lot of money if I had bet on whether she would ever do something like that.”[/color]

	“And I wonder who could have possibly pushed her in that direction.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“So, I’m guessing that’s a confession that you orchestrated that with Effigy.  But to what end?”[/color]

	“It is quite elementary, if you think about it.  I’m surprised someone of your intellect cannot see it.”  Doctor Diplodoc taunted Chris.  “Most heroes can keep a low profile by working jobs that don’t put themselves in the public spotlight.  However, if they were to be pushed into the forefront, it becomes just a little bit more difficult to juggle identities and manage responsibilities.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“I’m not here to learn how you conned that Spider-Girl into being a glorified Playboy model.  I’m here to find out where are the rest of your allies.”[/color]

	“You will soon see.”  Doctor Diplodoc mentioned.  Chris turned to head back the same way he came, knowing that he had gotten all that he could get out of the S.T.R.I.K.E. captive.  However, when the doctor began talking again, Chris stopped and turned his head over his shoulder to listen to what the man had to say.

	“You should be thanking me.  If I had not handed over some juicy intel to S.T.R.I.K.E. about the Good Doctor, you heroes would have had yet another crisis on your hands.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“Who?”[/color]  Chris asked since he had never heard of that name before.

	“Exactly.  Although he might have called himself the Good Doctor, I will always be the best one.”