[center][h3]Ally Olsen[/h3][/center]

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Ally had just made it to Atlanta and checked into the university housing. She had an exciting day planned of sitting in line at the DMV and opening a checking account. Then with any luck hitting the Atlanta club scene to maybe find this rapper that was disrupting things in a major way. 

Her forged documents were good, her identity was good. A plan in the Department of Health and Human Services had placed her birth certificate into the system. She died from a heart condition shortly afterwards. Ally’s cover story was that she was born in a village in a very remote part of Alaska that was settled by Russian immigrants. She had been home schooled and had gotten in trouble for under age drinking when she was twelve and sixteen. There was a picture of her as a child with a bear she had shot. Her people had even constructed a Facebook and pinterest identities for her. She had hated making the duck face poses, but the sexy clothes and beach pictures were all right.  

It was suggested that she get a touring bike as she was going to adventure ride across the US and Canada. She bought a black crotch rocket with motorcycle luggage that strapped on the back and a black leather book bag. What twenty-something would take a slower heavy bike over a lighter faster one. Her black leathers were reinforces with Kevlar and her helmet had technology stolen from Japan. Nice heads up display, Bluetooth speakers. In her bag was the rest of the tech for the bike. A good camera that would allow her to see heat signatures at night, don’t want to hit a deer and cameras to allow her to see behind her in the blind spots. 

A second bag contained her laptop, her side arm and ammo, two tasers, and some tools of her trade. She repacked them when she got out of town. 

Her mission was to disrupt the political scene. She was mostly on her own. She knew she was not the only agent in the U.S.A. There were two in Las Angeles, one in Chicago, two in New York, and she got Atlanta. Mainly because her father was there, she did not know the man.  

On the morning news, it appeared that her job was going to be easy. The bombing of a police station, attacks on a church and monastery in Savannah, a woman that changed size and crushed cars, and a couple attacks on people that were believed to be “enhanced.” To make matters more interesting, hospitals refusing to treat people they believed to be “enhanced.” 

She pulled on a thin white blouse to wear under her leather jacket with a leather skirt. She tucked a taser in her coat pocket and she was ready to go.  

[color=#00ff00][center][h3][B]Governor Ivy[/b][/h3][/center]

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Ivy had been down to Savanna while the flames were still burning in the church. She got her camera appearance and told people to call and put pressure on the legislators to pass the registration bill. On her way back she was informed of some hospitals not treating people believed and schools districts taking actions on their own against students that were rumored to be Enhanced. 

Ivy informed her Attorney General to put pressure on those where not following the rule of law and give people due process. Schools, hospitals, any that were not following the law would be dealt with by the courts. She asked her Chief of Staff to look into finding a hospital that would treat the enhanced; she suggested that the state take control of Southwest Atlanta Hospital which has been closed for over ten years. It was a small hospital of around 200 beds. But it had an emergency room, operating rooms and could be secured. She had reported on it when it was closed. It was in a rough African American neighborhood. The crazy thought of maybe that rapper could help get people to help protect the hospital, she thought for a moment and realized it would be political suicide. 

When word came to her that the legislature could not get the votes needed and the police station blew up. Ivy did some public and private things. The first was to declare a state of emergency and establish a rapid response force of officer and National Guard forces to deal with the enhanced individuals. She also authorized the purchase of non-lethal equipment that would immobilize enhanced people that were acting criminally. The military had sonic weapons, gel rounds, gas grenades, foam hardening shells, pepper spray, and other things that could used to take down the strongest and toughest criminals they were facing. If needed, tradition lethal force could be used as a last resort in order to protect lives. She wanted the enhanced alive so they could figure out what happened to make them this way. 

Publicly she announced the creation of a rapid response force that was not going to be under the command of the State Police. It was going to be under the National Guard and establishing a civilian task force to study the best ways to deal with the different powers as they encountered them. Doctors, law enforcement, scientists, engineers, and of course a couple lawyers were to make up the team. John Brown was going to be given a lead role, as her Chief of Staff was going to be busy with other matters. She was also activating elements of the guard to serve in this role. Others would be mobilized to help with the recovery efforts in Atlanta and Savannah (meaning they were not going to be policing). They would be called on to help keep the mobs from rioting. 

Ivy started to spin the people against the Bomber. She read the names of the officers, staff, the inmates, and the children that were killed or injured in the building. She showed pictures of the families that were hurt by the action. She also made a point that who ever did this killed and hurt many poorer African-American families in that neighborhood as family members would never becoming home. Children would have one less parent or two. She let people know that if they found children that were in need to contact their church, the American Red Cross, Catholic Charities, or the Salvation Army. She knew that telling them to call social services was not going to go over well.[/color]