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[COLOR=ff0000][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Chukotka Autonomous Okrug, Russian Federation[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray] 20 Months Later  |  6:34pm  |  Project Leviathan Facility[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]

The only sounds that filled the room were the automated alarms and the sound of a single pair of footsteps on the shattered glass lying on the ground. The facility looked as if it had been destroyed by a bomb. Which, quite frankly, it had been. Explosives weren't necessary, but they were entertaining. And effective.

Jackson Hurley walked past the corpses of the mutated test subjects that Hydra's Leviathan project had created. They were monsters... bastardized attempts to create what was only made once effectively. Well... hopefully twice. As he approached the vault, Jackson took a moment to look at his reflection. A lot had changed since he took his own path. He stood in his old under-suit, but was now crimson in color with a black trim. Over his left eye was a new eyepiece with an x on it. He wasn't Slingshot anymore. He had changed.

He made his way to the front of the vault and looked at the panel next to it. He pressed a button on the side of his eyepiece, and the overlay showed the proper code. The former SHIELD agent gave a smile as he tapped the code onto the screen. The sound of the pressure seal of the vault breaking was a beautiful sound, and it took a few moments before the door slowly slid open. Inside was a room of pure white, with a metal contraption waiting. Cowering behind it was a single researcher, peering around the corner. Jax barked out his order in Russian. [color=ed1c24]"Get the chamber prepared, or you join your comrades."[/color] The researcher looked out at the carnage outside of the vault and gave a short nod as he moved to the side of the device.

Jax stripped out of his suit and down into his boxers. The researcher took a step back as Jax approached it, entering in his dimensions, measurements, and other appropriate data. Once done, he entered into the device. The researcher took a deep breath and pressed the button on the side of the console. The doors enclosed Jax inside, and the process began. It only took a few minutes before the device lowered itself and the doors slid open. Out stepped a larger and more intimidating Jackson Hurley.

[color=darkgray]"Success.... It was a success!"[/color] The researcher beamed momentarily, until Jackson's gaze turned towards him. [color=ed1c24]"Yes... you did succeed. You created the weapon that is going to stop this madness."[/color]

Minutes later, Jackson made his way out into the frozen terrain outside of the facility in all of his gear. He raised a finger to his ear, activating his communications device. [color=ed1c24]"Athena, this is Jackson Hurley, former designation 'Slingshot.' I'm going to need a lift, a new suit... and I'm going to need you to update my designation. From now on... call me Crossfire."[/color]