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I went and found the rest of my soul being guarded by a giant floating rock and punched it. My soul, I mean. Not the rock. I yelled at that.
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How many unarmed, flaccid clones of yourself do you think it would it take to kill Harambe?
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THIS ROCK IS MY WIFE. AND THIS IS MY SPAWN.
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MOONINITES. DUPLICATE. REUNITE. AND UNNIHILATE.
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It is time to investigate the CASE OF THE PIZZA CRYPTID.
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I've been told that my username sounds like a new brand of women's perfume, whatever the hell that means.



My main fuccbois:
@Dragonbud
@Spoopy Scary
@Maxx
@Mr Allen J
@He Who Walks Behind
@SepticGentleman

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Lihua Vuhong, Henry Olin, Sonya Mayfield, Mark Emerson, & The Agents of NEST vs. The Changeling Unit.

Written in Collaboration with @Mr Allen J, & @DeadBeatWalking


"Da-da-da DA DA DAAAAAAA!" Henry just about shouted, swinging the lead pipe he had picked up like a baseball bat at Ironsides as he flew towards him.

The metal pipe reverberated in his skull more painfully than the actual hit itself was. Ironsides flew backwards, and was well acquainted with the ground once again. Ironsides stumbled back onto his feet, words sliding out of his mouth as if his tongue were swollen.

"That hurt." He mumbled, holding his face in a stunned stupor.

Henry didn't really waste any time though. The bottoms of his feet were covered. And so, since he had SOME protection, Henry did one of the things he did best.

The spartan kick.

Ironsides was knocked onto his back as if he had ran into a clothesline, though it did little to pacify him. He was certainly stunned, and it felt as if he had been hammered in the chest by a blacksmith's hammer

Henry kept moving forward though. Ironside's skin was still probably very hot, but it wasn't red anymore. Which would help. He dropped the pipe as he turned, using his huge and powerfully muscled tail to lift the metal man off of the ground by the ankle. Around him was rubble, some from the now destroyed building, some from this part of town just being itself. But exposed broken concrete had metal rod framing. Henry slammed Ironsides down onto the ground next to a particularly large hunk of concrete, and pinned the metal man down with his foot. With his immense strength, he used one of the metal rods as a leash and bent it around the man's neck- keeping him right where he was.

Ironsides snarled, and would have bitten Henry were it not for the fact that the metal rod was holding his jaw shut. Still, his body convulsed in wild thrashing kicks and punches, trying desperately to hit at anything. Though his anger was chaotic and misguided, Wild Fang's was not.

He used the chaos of the scene to snatch up a NEST agent, and dove into the burning building by the time Henry had incapacitated Ironsides. Most of the agents assumed it was a suicide attempt, and made no effort to crawl into the blaze through the now-broken window.

Henry turned around to face Wild Fang, who was gone.

"FUCK." Henry just about roared, genuinely pissed off that the one fuck he was here for had moved away. Henry looked down at Ironsides. "You see what you did? God damnit man!"

Then, a new threat came to their attention. A rumbling in the distance. It was feint, as if they were on a very large boat that had been scraped, and a vibration rang out in the ears and feet of the NEST agents, as if the earth was shifting.

A figure rose in the distance. There was a hill about thirty feet high rising out of the center of the street, slowly crushing the concrete sidewalks and frames of houses as it rose. At the top, there was the upper half of a man.

His face was oddly calm, devoid of any emotion, as if he were only the upper half of a mannequin, and his skin was the same shade of brown as upturned soil.

"His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone." He spoke in a booming voice.




The Colossus ran up, and threw a punch so strong at Max that had the strength to break the man in one blow.

Max just stood there, no Echo in sight. Once the Colossus was right where he wanted him, he quickly floated off to the side. The armored fist flew right by Max, and Echo shot out of his body, and delivered a series of punches that moved faster than the eye could comprehend at the Colossus. Quickly moving up it's body, each blow sounded like a shot from a machine gun. One last upper-cut was delivered to the Colossus's face, which sent the giant stumbling backwards. Blood started dripping from it's face as it realized that it's armor was cracked.

It turned it's body around, and grabbed an abandoned car and tried to swing it at Echo, but it was quick enough to immediately zip upwards, and deliver one powerful kick, followed by a series of lightning fast blows. The Colossus stumbled backwards, and tried to punch, but Echo flew at him at high speeds, and delivered a punch across it's cheek, and sent the brute flying backwards and it flew through a wall.

Echo faded away. Max put one hand in the pocket and started walking back over to the Colossus. The rumbling in the distance immediately made Max turn around. He saw the dirt move almost as if it was a living limb, and immediately thought of Gravedigger. Well, at least Mark's information was correct. The man out of dirt was engaging Agent Vuhong, and Agent Page.

Looks like Agent Cornell will have to lend a hand. He started flying towards Gravedigger, and immediately deployed Echo.




"Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword." Gravedigger said again in his booming voice. He raised one arm, and the pile of dirt he seemed to be sprouting from began spinning, with small tentacles of compressed soil lashing out at the NEST agents like biting snakes.

Lihua was floating in the air - making sure not to go above the houses (Out of fear that she would make herself an easy target for Heartbreaker). The shield of concrete could deflect so much. They weren't really going to stop a 50. cal. She was looking down, searching for a taget, as every Agent was engaging a member of the Changeling Unit... and then the rumbling and shaking, followed by the dirt, gave her a good indication of an opponent. Gravedigger. He certainly lives up to his name. He can control dirt on a massive scale. He's practically dragging an island around with him. Who knows what he could do if he decides to destroy Verthaven.

Fortunately, Lihua's going to stop him before he could even start. By putting a concrete lance through his skull.

She quickly raised her hand up into the air and tore a chunk of concrete out of the ground, and crafted a wall in between Grave Digger's attack, and the NEST Agents. The dirt merely collided with the concrete, and otherwise did no damage. She thrust her palm outwards, and sent the wall flying right at Grave Digger.

Gravedigger created a massive hand of dirt, and caught the blocks. Wrapping them in soil, before throwing them right back at Lihua in explosions of dirt. Lihua merely raised her hand into the air, and the blocks of broken concrete froze in the air.

The dirt, on the other hand, was still flying towards her, compacting itself in midair into a small boulder.

Lihua quickly shifted out of the way.

Gravedigger sank into his still-growing hill before he could see whether or not his attack missed. The spinning stopped, and the exterior dirt stopped growing, and began to press together, squeezing out water and changing in texture to hard clay.

What is he up to? Lihua thought to herself. She was patiently floating above the ground for him to come out. Last thing she wanted to do was rush in headfirst, and end up getting killed.

The long silence ended. Gravedigger exploded from the top of the hill, no longer in his bare, vulnerable form, but through a gigantic soil avatar. He had been recreated perfectly, as if the tremendous statue was really him. He roared in anger, swinging both hands to clap Lihua into a fine paste.

Of course they always transform. Lihua rolled her eyes. It's always the standard evil villain tactic. They shift into a "stronger" form, without considering the weaknesses. The very second the giant tried to crush her, Lihua immediately reacted (Waiting for such a moment, in fact). She quickly began her descent, and the street opened up, a large hole formed in it. Lihua fell into the hole, and it closed up behind her. She quickly burrowed through the concrete, only the sounds of cracking (and dust rustling above) giving away her position.

Another hole opened behind Gravedigger, and she emerged, quickly rising up into the air. She raised both hands into the air. She pulled concrete lances from the walls around her, and they all floated towards her. She swung both hands out, and they all started flying at Gravedigger spinning.

Sonya and Leon got into position on opposite roofs. They immediately took aim, and began tearing away at Gravedigger. Sonya's 50. cal put holes clean through it. While Leon's shots were doing damages.

All while Agent Supersonic was flying towards Lihua. Wielding her machine gun, she opened fire.

The soil titan was torn to shreds from the concrete spikes and bullets alike. It collapsed, leaving a massive pile of dirt in the middle of the street, piling up to the roofs of buildings it hadn't already destroyed. The NEST agents on the ground closest were buried in an instant, though most began to run from the near-mudslide. Giant hands of dirt erupted out of the ground, and started flying at Helena and Lihua.

Max arrived just in time, and flew in between the two. He dove right at the hands, flattening his body like a torpedo. Echo flew right into the dirt hands, and delievered a barrage that reduced the hands to clouds of dirt, falling carelessly onto the ground. There wasn't anything left of the hand, and Max pushed through. He quickly flew up to Gravedigger's head, and Echo performed a roundhouse kick that knocked a great deal of dirt off Gravedigger's face. It exposed it's aberration pilot, and Max sent Echo in, but Gravedigger deployed a series of tentacles, and grabbed onto Max.

"Uh!? What the hell?!" Max said, as he started getting pulled into Gravedigger as the giant remade his form. Lihua and Helena pushed in, while Leon and Sonya stopped firing.

Picking up speed, Lihua tore a chunk of concrete from the nearby wall, and sent it flying at Gravedigger's face, spinning fast as she could make it. It took the upper half of Gravedigger's head off. While Echo started bashing Max out of the dirt with a storm of kicks that hit like a drill. Helena grabbed onto Max, and pulled him out. As Gravedigger reached at them. Lihua pulled the wall from Gravedigger's head, and threw it at the palm of his hand, and broke it before it could interrupt their exit.

The trio went back into the skies, and started watching from a distance. Lihua pulled from rocks of concrete from the area around her.

Good thing that Maxie showed Sonya exactly where the bastard was hiding. Sonya lined up the shot through the scope, and pulled the trigger. She immediately felt the violent recoil of the rifle. The bullet flew right through the giant, putting a hole through it... and it kept moving just like nothing happened. "Damn it... Shit." Sonya said to herself. She can't keep wasting shots like this. "Bastard moved. Find him, and I can take him out." Sonya said into the comms. "... Just don't get grabbed again, okay?"

"Got it." Max said into the comms. He had an idea where Grave Digger was. But, they'll need to apply some explosive pressure. Max reached onto this belt, and pulled out some hand grenades. "Cover me!" Max shouted as he dove at Gravedigger like a torpedo.

A series of tentacles came out of Gravedigger's body, and started flying at Max. Lihua retracted her concrete lances, and sent them at the tentacles, and destroyed them. Helena was shooting at the ones that were getting close, it wasn't effective, but it gave Echo some breathing room. From Max's front, Echo was furiously punching the tentacles. Every time a tentacle got close, it was immediately destroyed in a single punch by Max.

Gravedigger stopped the tentacle storm, and swiped out at Max with his hand. Max triped his speed, while Echo immediately got in front of him, punching wildly (Even twice as fast as before). Max pulled out his grenades, and pulled the pin. Echo punched a hole right on through Gravedigger, and Max let go of the grenades while inside Gravedigger. Both ended up on the other side of Gravedigger.

Gravedigger tried turning around, but the grenades went off, and massive bubbles of dirt formed inside him, and one final blast caused the dirt form to crumble into a pile of dirt. The arms Gravedigger had formed fell. Max had hoped that he killed the Changeling. Yet, the skeletal form of Gravedigger stood up outside the pile. Wiping the dirt off his figure.

Sonya immediately lined up a shot - but Gravedigger quickly created a dome of dirt. "Damn it!" Sonya said. He probably moved, and Sonya doesn't want to waste anymore shots.

"Oh no you don't!" Max said as he witnessed what Gravedigger was trying to do. Max quickly retracted Echo, and flew into Gravedigger's dorm fast as possible. He made it inside right before he could finish.

Inside the dome, Gravedigger tried to reinforce it as much as possible. After he felt it was sufficient, he immediately knelt over, and started panting.

"... Hey." Max said with his arms crossed, as the golden light of Echo appeared behind him. Gravedigger slowly turned around, eyes wide. "This is going to sting a little, okay?"

That's when Max utterly pummeled Gravedigger. A nonstop barrage of punches that hit every part of Gravedigger's body. On impact, his skeleton was shattered, and he knew that Gravedigger would be dead in one solid blow to the head. But he found this so cathartic. One upper cut to Gravedigger's gut thrust him into the air, and Echo punched Echo with a series of quick jabs to the gut. It sounded like an explosion when Echo launched one last right hook, and sent Gravedigger flying out the dome like a skipping rock.

Gravedigger's corpse landed on the street, and Max floated over to him (While Agent Vuhong and Page landed around Gravedigger). Max stood over his kill, he nodded at Agent them.

Echo raised his fist into the air, and drove it into Gravedigger's skull. Shattering what was left of it.




Henry was angry. He was looking forward to this. The damn dog had left. But, the dog still smelt like a dog. And dog smelt very different than smoke or fire. It led him into the building, strangely. Specifically, to the upper levels of the building. The elevator had been trashed, so Henry was left with one option- the stairs. But the smell was growing stronger and Wild Fangs seemed right at his fingertips. So he followed.

Henry bolted up the stairs after Wild Fang, who's laughter still echoed in the smoke-filled corridor. [i]Haw, haw, hawww[i]. Wild Fang crashed through a door, and made his way onto the roof. Henry arrived shortly, in time to see Wild Fang crush the neck of the NEST agent he had brought along.

"Always works to bring out the heroes. Ha-haw."

Henry cracked his neck and popped his knuckles in response. Not really caring if Wild Fang was speaking to him or the now very much deceased NEST agent.

Wild Fang dropped to all fours, and charged towards Henry with surprising speed for his size. His teeth were bared, and he barked in excitement and blood lust.

Henry's response was just as feral, but in a different way. Unlike Wild Fang, who simply lunged, Henry roared and beat his chest- very much accepting the pounce, but kicking his legs out as he fell on his back to launch Wild Fang off of him.

Wild Fang spun forward, sliding along the peeling roof with his claws. He paused for a moment, and then stood up, hunched forward rather than on his hands and feet like a dog.

"I'm going to eat you. Break your legs so you can't run and eat you." He began to make his way towards Henry with his hands open and ready to scratch or grab. "Eat you."

Henry tapped the floor with his sickle claw as an intimidation tactic.

"Tic... Toc... Tic... Toc." was Henry's response. Nothing hyper aggressive. But he was aiming for unnerving. He was hoping to put Wild Fang more on edge. If he could do that then Wild Fang might make a mistake. Or make... more mistakes.

Henry, his jaws wide and claws bared, very much intent on latching onto Wild Fang's neck if he could. Wild Fang leaped on to Henry, scratching his shoulders and trying to bite at his face, though Henry succeeded in taking the fight to the ground once more.

The two clawed, punched, and bit each other in a flurry that lasted only a few seconds before Henry was thrown off of Wild Fang.

Henry saw something in the far-off sky. For a brief moment, he thought it was a bird. But it was too high in the air to be a bird, and approaching far too quickly.

Henry landed a powerful punch into Wild Fang's gut, very much lifting the Changeling off the ground with the amount of force behind it and no doubt causing internal damage. But at the same time, breaking some of the bones in his hand. When Wild Fang landed, the adrenaline flowing through the mutt caused it to react on pure instinct, and Wild Fang swung his clawed hand at Henry's face, catching him across the cheek and eye. Henry, now partially blinded, stumbled back holding the wounded side of his face. He was still standing, but in pain.

Wild Fang circled him, charging at the half-blind NEST agent from behind. He caught him from behind, knocking him onto his back and grabbing one of Henry's legs. He bit into the agent's knee, roaring with energy.

"Break your leg and eat you." He shouted over Henry's roars, his voice muffled by the mouthful of flesh he was sinking his teeth into.

Mark's feet connected with Wild Fang's back as if Mark had been fired from a very large bullet. There was an alarming crack, and Mark took a tumble across the roof as Wild Fang collapsed momentarily, trying to collect the air Mark's kick had knocked out of him. He took a knee as Henry approached him, stumbling initially from the leg wound but overall able to gain his balance. Wild Fang paid no attention, still trying to inhale.

"Your bite is weak." Henry snarled.

Raising one arm high above his head, Henry drove his elbow down into Wild Fang's back, right between his shoulder blades. Putting Wild Fang onto the ground. He planted one foot on Wild Fang's torso and drove his large sickle claw into his spine.

Wild Fang took one breathless gasp, clawing at Mark desperately, who lay motionless thirty feet away.

He could muster very little air to speak, but managed a few spittle-laced last words as he clawed aimlessly at the traitor. "I'll kill you in hell if I have to, Birdman."

Henry leaned down and spoke.

"Just remember, C4 smells like tar."

Henry planted his jaws firmly around Wild Fang's neck and bit down with all the force he could muster- the large crocodilian teeth and jaw strength giving him all the necessary power to lift Wild Fang's front up by his neck while still pinning his body to the floor with his foot and claw. With a swift turn of his head, Henry broke Wild Fang's neck.

Henry turned his head to his friend and dare he say savior. One of his hands came up to cover the injured side of his face and he pulled his claw from Wild Fang's corpse. He took a few tentative steps over to Mark, being careful to not put too much weight on his wounded leg, and picked Mark up on one of his massive arms.

"Your feet are fucked, man." Henry said, not entirely aware of whether or not Mark was conscious. He tore the mask off of Mark with his claws, cringing for a moment at the compressed air hissing through the torn gaps. The stairs would be a bitch. But when Henry escaped the building the pain in his leg was worth it- mainly because suffocating to death from smoke inhalation wasn't on his to do list.

Henry set Mark down against some rubble as best he could and put his massive and somewhat bloodied hand on his shoulder.

"I owe you a drink, Mark." Henry said, sitting on the ground himself. He stared at Mark's unconcious form for a moment before he continued speaking- just because he could.

"But, ya know, I'm just gonnasp... take a day. To sleep in, have breakfast, you get the idea. I've been meaning to go to iHOP recently..."

Mark would have thanked him if he were conscious, though he stopped drooling on Henry's shoulder, which Henry took as a sign of gratitude.




"Agents, report." Maximilian spoke through the comms. It seemed that all the fighting has died down. "Have all members of the Changeling Unit been terminated, or detained?" He asked.

"Appears so. Lemme take a look..." Leon said, before his eyes started shining. He quickly observed the area. Many members of the Changeling Unit were dead, defeated in combat by NEST. The Colossus was being soaked in containment form, as Agents placed him onto a truck with a forklift. "Looks like we got them all... but I don't think we have Heartbreaker, or the Mannequin anywhere." He noted, before he shrugged.

"Dragonfly coming in. Took on Wild Fang and won. But I'm a bit injured. Mark also came around, broke his ankles. Requesting a med-evac for the bird."

"Affirmative. Medics are on the way." Maximilian said.

"Remaining Agents: group up outside the casino." Maximilian said, as he ran back over to the casino entrance with Helena and Lihua behind him. All the NEST Agents were there before long, and Max crossed his arms. "I think while we were occupied by the rest of them, the leaders escaped." Max hung his head with his eyes closed.

"Damn it." Lihua hissed. "Without them, we can't take down Bloodsucker. They'll just regain their numbers!"

"True." Sonya said, cheekily. She put her hands on her hips. "... And I really wanted to take a jab at this Heartbreaker fellow. Sniper battles are real hard to come by in this line of business."

"Maximilian!" A Random NEST Agent said into the comms. "We have visual on Heartbreaker, the Mannequin, Witchmother, and Fig." He said. "They're hauling ass, but we're in hot pursuit. We could use you over here. They're north of your position!"

"Hehe.... Looks like we got our big break." Sonya said, grinning.

"We need Heartbreaker and the Mannequin alive." Lihua said, nodding her head. "We can use them to get at the rest of them."

"Alright, you heard him, let's roll out." Maximilian said, taking to the skies, followed by Helena. Lihua stomped on the ground, and tore a large piece of the street off, and let Leon hop on. Before they started floating. Sonya hopped onto the rooftops in a single leap, and started hopping from roof to roof.

They intended on finishing this fight with the utter defeat of the Changeling Unit.




"What's going on?" The woman, in the very mid of her forties, with neatly slicked back hair, and various scars on her face. She wore a long labcoat, with a suit underneath it. She stepped into a room, which had serveral monitiors. Each of them were viewing different parts of the city. She stood in there with her hands behind her back.

"Dr. Cross, it's the Changelings... NEST has found them, and they've been... eliminated." The woman, wearing the red and black armor of REAPER, said. "Heartbreaker and Mannequin have escaped, but they're in hot pursuit."

"... Damn it Natalie..." Dr. Cross said to herself, hand on her chin. Looks like the Changelings were the first to feel the brunt of the NEST counterattack. Only problem was that the Changeling Unit were valued partners of the Hands of Science. They were useful when the HoS needed a disposable psychopath, or someone kidnapped. Dr. Cross refused to let them fall like this.

"Where is Ignatus?" Dr. Cross asked.

"He's out on another operation on the Fire Shores." The REAPER said. "And I doubt he'd want to show himself to NEST this early."

"Hmmmm...." Dr. Cross thought on it for a moment. "I have another idea... Let's call this a little test run for our project?"

"Do you really want to throw that guy at NEST...? He's still a valuable prototype." The REAPER asked.

"We have no choice. Natalie and the Mannequin need to get out of this alive." Dr. Cross shrugged. She turned around and nodded her head. "Send in PR-1." Before she stepped out of the room.




Off in an isolated room, completely shrouded in darkness with no light to illuminate it, sounds of clicking metal and mixing vials of various esoteric liquids and substances together made disturbances in the silence. A crack in the door let in the faintest sliver of light leaking through, and the sounds had suddenly stopped. It cast a silhouette over the figure in the room, and all that was clear was that they were donned in white lab coat. A small light and beep came from a pager on the far side of a table. The blue dot is reflecting off the stranger's hand. The shadow gently placed the vial in his hand onto its rack and grabbed the pager, and pressed the button.

"Hello, PR-1. There will be no more trials from now on. It is time you are sent on your first mission. Please come to the departure dock as soon as possible."

The figure set the pager back on the table and remained silent for a couple seconds longer.

"...I'm being summoned." He finally said. His voice was warbled and inhuman, as though it were implanted in a speaker inside of him. "It appears that my patrons finally have a use for me."
Sup nerds.


FIGHT
@Spoopy Scary

Im so happy our Big Buff Cheeto Puff is back.

For some reason she's bringing the lovechild of Clara from Watch Dogs and Jade from Dying light to mind. At least, more so than before.

Lihua Vuhong, Henry olin, Sonya Mayfield, Mark Emerson, & The Agents of NEST.



Mark gave a wordless nod to Lihua, and hiked the duffel bag over his shoulder. He spread his wings and took flight, flapping quickly to raise himself further into the air. "Sheeyoushoon." He said. The mask always made his voice muffled, like Darth Vader or Bane. He sometimes wondered if it was intentionally designed that way.

He landed on the rooftop of the abandoned casino the Changelings frequently used as a hideout, placing the bag by the edge of the roof. He quickly removed one of the packages, placing it in the center of the roof, subconsciously hoping to make the distance between himself and the C4 as great as possible.

He hoped that the building was old enough that the initial blast would cause the ceiling to cave in, and Mark would avoid having to hear about escaped Changelings later on. He feared retribution from the group, and knowing he might be able to eliminate most of them at once was something of a relief.

Mark heard a noise nearby, and looked over the ledge carefully. Though it was probably only the wind, Mark was a cautious enough man that he radioed Lihua.

"I heard something near me. Can you scan the area for a metahuman?"




Lihua shook her head. There shouldn't be anyone out here except for your Changeling buddies. She thought to herself. As she quickly turned to Helena and nodded, and the fellow Agent kept watch, while she reached down, and grabbed her Metahuman Radar. These stupid little things barely had the hardware to pinpoint, but give people some damn good direction. She started pressing buttons, and began scanning the area. So far... it detected no other Metahumans around Mark. There were no more in the area than there were NEST Agents. Henry, who was prone next to Sonya and wearing a stupid looking army hat for whatever reason, gave her the thumbs up. He then returned his attention to the marking binoculars- so Sonya would have targets if need be.

"The Area is clear. It's probably just a rat." Lihua radioed. "Just move onto the mission."

"Probably just me. Got it." Mark joked. Lihua didn't laugh. Henry did. Mark might've been a snitch, but at least he wasn't pretending to be anything else.

"Hey, hey Lihua, Mark..." Henry suddenly said. "What's a rat's favorite game?"

"What."

"...Hide and squeak!"

"Dragonfly..." Lihua groaned. "Not only did you announce my name to whoever the hell could be listening in, and... Ugh." Lihua didn't even have the energy to chide these morons.

"Radio silence unless you have something to report, Dragonfly." Max noted. Realizing that he shouldn't have to note that.




Mark walked through the back doors of the casino. He stepped onto the showroom floor, and looked around. All the Changelings were simply hanging around, playing poker. Waiting for their next job. They took one look at him, and continued. To which Mark let out a sigh of relief. The first objective was to get Maria off of him, she felt uncomfortable. Mark walked into one of the closets, and nodded his head.

"Coast is clear." He signaled Maria.

It's showtime. Maria thought to herself as she slid out of Mark's suit. Not even leaving a mark as she quickly covered his body, before forming a puddle on the floor. She quickly gathered herself together, and quickly formed her body. A tall, humanoid, made out of black ink, which showed her internal organs on full display. The last thing to form was the large tentacles on her head. She would go into one of her disguises, but that was just a courtesy. Not to freak everyone out.

Mark shivered for a second as he felt Maria leave the suit, taking his attention away from Henry's terrible joke. It was somehow less pleasant to feel her leave the suit than enter it. It was like a jellyfish sliding off of his skin, only ten times worse.

Maria reached into the bag, and grabbed some of the C4s. She stood up and faced Mark, looking down at him. It felt odd working with the "enemy" like this, but if he really wants to get the babies back.

Mark looked around. He rarely went to the Changeling hide out, and so he was unfamiliar with the peeling walls and moldy carpeting. There were crumbling columns all around them, and a few scant reminders of the building's former glory. There were slot machines, roulette wheels, poker tables, and other things one would find in a casino.

Poker chips littered the floor, and the entire building stunk of cigarettes, alchohol, and rotting meat. It was death. Though Mark had never killed anybody, he had been around enough bodies to know what death smelled like. The casino reeked of it.

Maria wordlessly melted back into black ink, and traveled along the ground, out of sight. With her share of the bombs of course.

Mark flew through the casino silently, only occasionally making noise if his flapping disturbed the poker chips that were scattered across the floor. Occasionally, out of his peripheral vision, he would see one of his former coworkers in a corner, either eating or checking a phone. Occasionally he would nod to them and give them a grunt, and they would be completely uninterested in him.

By the time he was half-finished with his bag, he was on the second floor, which originally housed a bar and restaurant

"Blackbird."

Mark spun around, trying to conceal the duffel bag with his massive wings. He was hoping it was Smoke, or Satyr, or even Wasp. As he had informed NEST, many of his comrades in The Changeling Unit weren't that dangerous.

Wild Fang was.

Even if he hadn't been a metahuman, he still would've been a beast of a man. He was tall. Unnecessarily tall, at nine feet. Though he was covered entirely in fur, it wasn't hard to see the huge packs of muscle under his skin as he walked. He was buil

He smiled at Mark, which he figured was only to show him his gleaming white teeth.

"You smell..." Wild Fang sniffed the air as if he were tasting a fine wine, "...Different."

Mark had no witty comeback for him. He knew what Wild Fang was smelling, and it was the C4 in the bag. He suspected Wild Fang knew it too.

Henry's coms came in. Wild Fang wouldn't hear them, good as his hearing may be. The sound wouldn't travel out of Mark's ear canal. Which would be... very helpful. Henry, having a sense of smell not unlike Wild Fang's, knew just how to counteract it. Also very helpful.

"Mark, he's probably smelling us or the C4. Just say you had guests and one of them smoked in the house. Cigarettes have tar in them."

"Your nose never fails, Fang. I had a few guests over earlier. Maybe it was their cigarettes you're smelling?" He suggested, leaning back on his wings, keeping himself between Wild Fang and the bag.

"Maybe." Wild Fang said. "Maybe not." Wild Fang said, eyeing the green duffel bag. He knew it was something nefarious, though he didn't know exactly what.

"What's in the bag, Birdman?" Wild Fang wasted no time in asking him -- Unsurprisingly, a lifetime mostly spent in the wilderness equipped him with few social skills.

"Promise to keep it a secret from the others?" Mark asked, zipping the bag shut and throwing it over his shoulder. Wild Fang nodded eagerly. If there was one thing he loved as much as killing, it was lying to people.

"One of the houses I've visited had a little growing operation in the backyard. I decided to take a little cut, and make a few extra bucks."

Wild Fang laughed a stupid laugh. "Nice." He turned around, chuckling to himself, satisfied with Mark's reply.

"Oh I cannot wait to punch a muttin the face. Did you hear that laugh? Damn this is gonna be fun."

When Wild Fang had left, Mark replied on his intercom, mocking his unwitting former coworker. "Haw, haw, hawww."

"I planted all of my bombs." Maria spoke into the comms, as she placed the last C4 in between slot machines, then armed it. "I am pulling out the building now." She said, as she turned into a puddle of ink, changing color alongwith the floor as a camouflage. She slid out the broken window.

All while Mark was finishing up his part of planting the explosives. He planted the last bomb in the kitchen, he armed the C4. "Time to bounce." Mark said to himself, climbing out a window and into the air. Though a part of him wanted to stay around to watch the show,

"Seeds are planted." Mark said into his microphone as if they had been using a code.

"You did awesome Mark. Thanks for the help. You saved a lot of kids today." Henry said over the microphone. Henry took a breath for a moment, as if he was steeling himself (or holding back a joyous laugh). Then he continued. "Just get yourself to a safe place. We dont want them figuring you pulled this shit. Haul ass bro. We'll take it from here."

It honestly didn't matter to Lihua long as they got her daughter back. In her hand was the trigger, the Deadman Switch. If she pushes this button, then lets go, the entire building will go up in flames. Killing Lijuan. Lihua thought to herself. She put her finger to the comm piece, then said, "Hurry up. Hate for you to get caught in the blast." If there was a way, Lihua would throw Mark into it. Two birds with one stone. But, no. She has to honor their agreement. Another time, then.

Mark heeded Henry's warning, and took off with a great speed, flapping his wings faster and faster into the clouds. For a moment, he was a black speck in the navy blue sky, and then, he was gone. Mark was no coward, but he was cautious and aware of his own limitations. Mark was by no means an adept fighter. His skills were avoiding and evading, and he had few attacks that would defend him for long. Even though NEST had never removed the gadges and weapons from his suit, he knew it would be much safer to leave than watch the show. After all, his debt to society had been paid, just like that.

"Have the bombs been placed?" Maximilian asked, putting his fingers on his comm piece.

"It would appear so." Lihua said. "Are the Agents in position?"

"Role call. Are all Agents in position?" Max asked.

"Yup." Sonya said, as she peered into the Changeling hideout through the scopes of her rifle. A powerful piece of hardware she has here. She kept her sights on the windows, keeping tabs on each of the Changelings.

"Ready when you are, Boss Man." Leon said, as he was on the roof. With a sniper rifle as well. He was viewing the interior of the casino to spot.

"The Super-Sonic in position." Helena said, as she checked her rifle, a M16, and saw that it was still in tiptop condition. All she had to do was fly around, and be a distraction while the boys made their shots. Helena was never a gun person, she preferred knives.

"Inkshade nearby." Maria said, poking her head out of a nearby dumpster not too far away. Nearly invisible in this light.

"The Concrete Dragon is in position." Lihua said last, letting out a sigh. She had to get amped. Pumped for this. This was the battle to get her child out of the clutches of evil. "Shall I get their attention?"

"I was born ready. On your call!" Henry commented, cracking his knuckles..

"Go ahead." Maximilian said, pulling out his Beretta.

Lihua nodded her head. She took a few steps ahead, and faced the nearby building. A former apartment. She didn't need to knock it down, but it needed to make some noise. She pointed her arms at it, palms open. Putting her leg far back - the second her boot hit the ground, it created a long bang. She snapped her hands closed, and pulled back her arms, almost as if she was pulling something. Large cracks formed in the side of the building, and the side of the building quickly crumbled. Lihua quickly ran out of sight, back into position.

"... Hey, what the hell happened out here!?" Smoke, with his silvery white hair, walked out of the Casino, with Acid-Scar behind him, producing a glowing pink acid, that surrounded his arms. Pretender and Satyr were waiting right by the door.

Perfect. Lihua thought to herself, as she narrowed her eyes.

"Freeze!" Maximilian shouted, as the Agents came out of cover. Quickly aiming all of their weapons at them, and in Henry's case claws raised. They formed a line in front of the casino, as the few Changelings that came out had thrown their hands in the air.

The rest of the Changelings were gathering at the windows, prepping their powers. Like they were ready for a fight.

"Hold up!" Lihua shouted, as she aimed her glock at them. Taking slow steps forward. "We have the entire building wired to explode! Try anything, and your entire group goes up in flames!."

"Huh? You're bluffing, NESTie...." Acid Scar said, as she produced more of the acid.

"Let me ask you a question..." Lihua put up her fingers. "You're in the one part of the city that nobody cares about, that is, far as we can tell, devoid of any civilians... Can you afford to take that chance?" Lihua asked.

Sonya quickly walked up to the edge of the building. With her .50 cal aimed at the people inside the building. She knew that the Agents would make short work of the Changelings in front of the building. Gooood luck, lads.

"F-F-F-Fuck this, M-Man." Satyr stuttered, sprinting back into the building on long goat legs.

"Argh, where's Heartbreaker!?" Acid Scar shouted. The acid he created had disappeared, absorbed back into his body. "The hell do you want, broad? Our surrender?"

"On the contrary, I want every infant you have released, unharmed. Immediately." Lihua said. Raising the Deadman Switch in the air to empathize her point. "And just so you know, this is a deadman switch. If your sniper kills me, we all go in the explosion."

Acid Scar groaned. He quickly turned around. He knew that they were going to get arrested. They might as well come out alive.

A few moments of silence passed in the casino, before a thunderous sprinting could be heard. Satyr's raised ears allowed him to hear the entire conversation as he ran, and he already held one baby in his arms, and was making his way for the door.

Ironsides lay on a pool table, sliding off with a catlike relaxation. He closed his eyes tightly with a crunch of his jaw, and opened them again to see Satyr making a run for the door, reaching out in a drug-induced daze after him. "Leroy, no!" By the time the name escaped his lips, the superhumanly quick young man was crashing through a half open window towards NEST, with a tightly swaddled infant in his hands.

"T-T-TAKE YOUR FUCKIN' KI-KI-KIIID BACK, LADY." The half-goat shouted, forcing the somehow still-sleeping baby into her arms. His head snapped sideways with a reflexive speed faster than the human eye, and he took off with a leap, his hooves echoing in the silent ghost town.

Lihua put her glock back into her holster slowly. She knew that she was in perfect control of the situation. When Satyr handed her back Lijuan, a smile etched it's way across her lips, before she took her infant into her arm. A smile of relief. She stared at Lijuan for a few moments. She was perfectly safe. Not a scratch on her. Lihua brought the child closer to her, and kissed the baby's forehead. After the kiss broke contact, her attention went back to the Changeling Unit.

"Where's the rest of them?" Lihua asked the rest of the Changelings. "Bring them out now."

Acid-Scar growled, as he took a few steps back. His head shot over his shoulder, and he loudly shouted, "What are you waiting for!? Get the rest of them!"

Ironsides arrived at the door, already encased in metal, with his fists up. He surveyed the scene for a moment, looking between the agent holding her daughter and his comrade's defeated expression.

"Who squealed?" He barked through gritting steely teeth. Acid-Scar shrugged. Smoke had been silent until that point, and could bear it no more.

"I'll bet a little birdie told them." Smoke hissed. "Mark is radio silent for days at a time. Woods reception my ass."

"Well, that's not really what happened, but-" Henry began, but Lihua had the floor this time around. He wasn't gonna dick her out of her 'I-got-my-baby-back' speech.

"Does it matter who outed you?" Lihua asked Ironsides. "It's over. For all of you." Literally.

One by one, the Changelings handed over the tightly-wrapped children to NEST. They had been taken surprisingly well taken care of -- They were organized by gender with blue or pink blankets, and had remained silent in their sleep. Later on, the agents would find that they were unreceptive too food as they had been well fed as well.

"Is that all?" Maximilian asked, as he held a baby in his arms. He quickly deployed Echo, who's glowing visage stood above Max, with his arms crossed..

Henry did a quick headcount.

"We have five children in our possesion. About the number Eli predicted. Just about all of the Amber alert cases." Henry answered. His eyes were watching around them though. Especially Wild Fang's, who seemed to want at Lihua's throat about as much as Henry wanted at his.

"Look, that's all of them. We don't have anymore, we promise." Acid Scar said, as he put his hands up.

"That true Leon?"

Leon was kneeling on another building, aiming his own rifle at Acid Scar. He quickly peaked into Acid-Scar's head. He saw all sorts of emotion - fear, being the primary emotion. "Yeah, he's telling the truth." Leon said into the comms. "He's just about ready to piss himself, heh."

Max nodded his head.

"Good." Lihua said. She quickly dropped her arm to her sides as she turned around, and started walking over to the line of armed NEST Agents. Maria Mayfield quickly snapped into her true form, and walked up to Lihua. The mother handed Maria her child with uttermost confidence, and the Inky woman carried off Lijuan along with the other faceless NEST Agents. Before she turned around, and faced the group.

"... Kill them all." The words came out of her mouth with cold fury.
BITCH

"Russian and Japanese blood"


I found that quote in your character sheet funnier than I should've.

Lihua Vuhong, Henry olin, Sonya Mayfield, Mark Emerson, & The Agents of NEST.



"Alright, everybody," Maximilian said as he stood over his assembled group, with his arms crossed. It consisted of Agent Dragonfly, Supersonic, All-Seer, Inkshade, Merryday, and a variety of rank & file agents. They were grouped in the viewing room, standing row by row. In Henry's case, because he had smashed the only chair on accident by trying to sit in it. "This is the first official operation against the Changeling Unit."

Lihua, who still felt quite underdressed, wearing the same casual outfit as before, leaned up against the wall with her arms crossed. Just get it on already. Lihua thought to herself. She already knew what was going to happen.

"Mark has given us the exact location where the Changeling Unit has been hiding out-"

"So essentially the plan is go in, attempt to take a shit on the Changeling Unit on their own home turf without any information as to who they are, how they operate, and their abilities should they have them." Henry stated, not at all impressed by the small amount of information that they had. Which was probably to be expected considering that he had been in the gunfight literally earlier that day.

"... If it bothers you so much, I'll-" Lihua didn't waste any time in hissing at Henry, but was cut off again.

"No, no, Agent Vuhong, he has valid criticisms." Maximilian said, before Lihua got a chance to say the... obvious. "We're not going to attempt to head in blind Agent Dragonfly." Max said. "Agent Merryday, and Agent All-Seer are going to go ahead and preform some advance scouting. If possible, Agent Merryday will extract any infants taken by the Changeling."

"Okay, minor error there. We know Heartbreaker is a changeling right? Well, REAPER is the HoS's personal army and today Sonya and Henry found out first hand that REAPER has teleporters now. Who's to say that the Changelings dont? That kinda fucks the whole strategy man." Helena pointed out. Henry nodded his approval of the point.

"True." Maximilian said. "It's also possible that the teleporter they encountered was working with the Changeling Unit."

"We know they have a marksman. Which makes things interested because it makes it way harder to get Leon in." Henry said, sighing. This was going to be harder than previously expected. Almost as hard as getting that small group of people out of the multiverse helmet thing that one crazy blob made. THAT had been a brain teaser.

"A sniper always has the home advantage." Sonya noted, her long tongue lazily falling out of her mouth. This might be one of the most difficult missions that Sonya ever been on. Usually, her missions consisted of her sneaking in, getting a clear shot, and blowing her target's head off. Then came the part where she hauls ass. Here? She'll be fighting a group of unknown psychos, and they only know about one of them.

"Perhaps it's time that we have a word with Mark." Maximilian said. He put his finger on his ear-piece and said, "Bring in Mark for us."

Lihua let out a low growl.

Henry raised and eyeridge, and Helena elbowed him in the side. Despite her attitude of keeping herself out of trouble, she and Henry got along well on one thing more than any other. They both loved a good show.

The door was opened, and Mark walked out. His arms and legs were chained and cuffed, but loosely enough that he wasn't unable to walk. He also wore a power-nullification He was unexpectedly calm for a man who was surrounded by a group of people who could legally kill him.

"Warmer in here than in the cell." Mark said, cracking a half-smile. The response was lackluster.

"Well, uh, higher quality air conditioning is a thing." Henry commented, crossing his arms. He didn't know why Mark was here, but at least the video recording would give whoever played it back a more fun job.

"Now, I need to ask you what you know about the current members of the Changeling Unit." Max said.

Mark took a seat. "If you've recovered any Changeling documents, I'm 'Blackbird'. My boss is Heartbreaker, who I've been told you already know."

Mark cleared his throat, continuing "They have this doll-thing. I don't know if it's a metahuman or something they made, but it's called The Mannequin. It knows about biology, and how to treat things. And has a lot of retractable blades. It always kinda creeped me out, so I never asked that much about it."

"Great. Wonderful. Blades. Anything you know about him? He's obviously not fully... human with retractible blades." Helena questioned, crossing her arms.

Mark shrugged. "I should mention, you're not talking to the head of The Changeling Unit here. I wasn't ever told that much because they didn't really trust me. I guess I can see why." He said jokingly, gesturing towards one of the agents taking notes. A few agents gave a quiet chuckle, though Lihua's grumbling cut them short. "It knew about medical things, but it wasn't the healer or anything. That was this one chick."

He paused, trying to recollect his memories. "Witch-Doctor? No, no.." He paused for a moment longer, before snapping his fingers as if a lightbulb had gone off in his head. "Witch-Mother. This black chick, I think she was Dominican or Haitian or something. She was another outlier of the group like me. There was another I definitely remember, Leech Man. He's easy to find."

First target's going to be Witch Mother.... Lihua thought to herself. She quickly grabbed a notepad, and attempted to write all of this down. At lightning speeds.

Mark cleared his throat, coughing dryly. He considered asking for water, but figured he was already pushing his luck. "So, Leech Man was this really big guy, made out of leeches. Like, imagine a bunch of leeches in a man-shaped cookie cutter, and you get the picture. Super strength, and a power-copier. Though, I figure you guys have a more technical term for that power."

Henry whistled lowly. "Power copier. Hear that all? Probably going to want to pack some explosives for that one. We dont want a repeat of the Goodwin incident."

Mark blinked once, as if he were a schoolboy listening to an inside joke he wasn't part of.

"There's a few more. Want me to just, y'know, list 'em off?" Mark asked.

"Sure. But we'll probably have you write them all down for later consideration." Henry answered, having noticed Lihua writing things down. He nodded to Helena, who left the room and returned a moment later with a note pad and a pen for Mark to use.

Mark began jotting names and descriptions down on the piece of paper, in a distinctive chicken-scratch handwriting. Moments later, he put down his pen, cracking his tired knuckles. He stared at the list for a moment, as if he were lost in thought.

"It's weird. I don't feel guilty for ratting 'em out, but it's still a strange feeling, y'know? One day, I'm working with them, and the next," He chuckled to himself, handing the paper to Max. "And the next, I'm writing down what they look like to the feds."

"It's them or your daughter. You got yourself and her into this shit. Time to get yourself out, man."

When Henry said that, Lihua looked up at Mark with a narrow glare.

Mark smiled for the first time at Henry. "Like I said. Not an issue of guilt, just definitely a surreal feeling. Here you go, names and addresses."

The Changeling Unit

  • Bloodsucker - Luis/The Boss. Spanish, like from Spain. Looks like he's in his twenties. Regenerator/Super-system/Blood Manipulation. Salt and Pepper hair, doesn't catch that much attention. Strong but not meta strong. Not in the city.
  • Heartbreaker - Natalie. Second in command. You know her. Out of town but returning.
  • Mannequin - The doll. Third in command, somehow. Doesn't talk. Not sure of location.
  • Witch-Mother - Black lady in her 70's. Healer. Never spoke to her. Not dangerous. In Verthaven. Drives a beat up black Acura from the 90's.
  • Fig - Spanish maybe Arab girl with green hair in her early 20's. Makes gas she can turn into things, gas also burns. Lives somewhere in Chinatown.
  • Wild Fang - Giant werewolf. Dangerous. I don't think he actually has a house but he's made references to seeing me in Eastover Woods. Not worth questioning him.
  • Pretender - Skinny white dude in his late 20's. Makes illusions. Dead ringer for Pee-Wee Herman. Smokes like a chimney. He told me his name was Jamie, but I heard Fig call him Peter. Has mentioned living near University Row. Drives a white saturn.
  • Leech Man - Leech man. Kind of similar to The Mannequin because neither talks.
  • Ironsides - Creed. White guy in his 20's. Can turn into metal. I think he's a nazi or something like that. Shaved head and everything. He's in a gang, I don't know which one. I think he does meth or heroin or one of those hard drugs. Dangerous.
  • Gravedigger - Lemuel. Super skinny guy in his 20's. Dirt brown skin. Freakish. Dirt manipulation on a large scale. Like, islands. Drives a black van. Dangerous.
  • Smoke - Javior von Abasta. White guy in his teens. Turns into smoke, also manipulates it. Smokes, but not as much as Fig. Will surrender without a fight. Not sure about his exact address, but I could point it out. Red house on a corner in Knightdale Rows. He invited me over once.
  • Wasp - Victor Carrol. Insectoid wings. Fast, but not faster than me. Homeless, but lives somewhere in The Iron District. Poison barbs on his skin.
  • Dr. J - Not a Changeling. Hands of Science member. Old Old. Like 90. Made my suit and mask and makes basically all of The Changeling's tech. Makes Marigold's medicine. Please do not kill him unless you can figure out how to make it. He lives somewhere in Eureka Harbor.
  • Satyr - Half-Goat meta. 136 Huron Drive. Into kids. Keeps a gun in his house. Creepy guy.
  • Colossus - A giant creature that's covered in a bio-armor that'll make bullets bounce off of it. It's humanoid in shape, but robotic looking. Possesses immense strength. Dangerous.


"We need Heartbreaker, and the Mannequin alive." Lihua noted. All the information they could get out of them would great. Lihua made a note to also go murder Dr. J soon as possible.

"I call Wild Fang!" Henry commented as he picked up and read the list with a little bit too much excitement. He cracking his knuckles. This prompted a chuckle from a few people in the room- those who knew Henry. Henry had a fetish for beating on other animal metas or just... big metas in general. Something something dominance. It was his thing to square up on the big guy. He had fun with it.

Lihua gave Henry a glare that practically screamed death. She arched her head back, and grit her teeth. This isn't a game, you moron. She thought to herself as she started tapping her nails on the table. My daughter's life is on the line.

Henry gave Lihua a shit eating grin in response, but otherwise said nothing. If he didn't have fun with it, he'd probably go insane at some point. He looked down at the list again. "Heey... We're dealing with a neo-nazi here. Neat."

"This is all useful information, Mark." Max said. "I think we're done with you for today."

"Glad I could help." Mark said, getting out of his seat. "If you need me, I'm in the cell." He said with another half-smile as he was escorted out of the room.

"And who's to say that they're even still there?" Helena noted. "They might already know that one of their members have been captured, and are on their way out right now. Or setting up a trap."

"Maria, you might be our best bet." Henry stated, turning his head to face his partner's wife. "If anything, you'll be able to get in in ways we wont. I'm too big and Heartbreaker might see Sonya somehow. But ink in the night? Fat chance. No thermals either. If anything you could give us an idea as to what we're up against." Henry pitched, bringing his hand to his chin in thought.

"I could slip in." Maria said.

"... If you all are done shoving your heads up your own asses, I have a suggestion." Lihua noted.

"Another saying that's synonymous with 'living another day'..."

"It's a simple one... if Mark really wants to redeem himself, perhaps he goes in and does the scouting for us." Lihua suggested. "It'll run on a chance that they aren't already alerted. We could have Maria ride in on him."

"This guy stole your kid Lihua. This mission is your idea so you get the say, but are you
sure you want to trust him?"

"... I have something to keep him in line." Lihua noted, and got a vile look from Leon. He knows Lihua thought to herself.

Henry nodded. Not really wanting to know more. Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to. First rule of Black Ops.

Helena Page, who was fiddling with her bun, raised a finger with a stoic look on her face. "Do we know how many babies the Changeling Unit have stolen?" She asked.

"Uh, Eli, could you run some missing baby statistics in the Verthaven Area?" Henry questioned out loud, his finger pressed to his ear. He was silent for a moment before he frowned. He seemed to think again for a moment and then frowned harder.

"Codemonkey says that the number of Amber Alerts for small children and babies in the past year is around six or seven. All still have still not be rescued or... recovered." Henry said. Then came the other part that wasn't as fun. "Groups like these tend to move a lot. Could've taken more before. We could find a whole... market. If they're selling them at all."

Good grief... Most of those kids must be long sold by now. All that was on Lihua's mind was getting there before they sell Lijuan to god knows whoever. She tried to think happy thoughts. For now, she kept quiet. She had a plan. A plan that she wasn't going to share with anyone else.

"Six babies. I don't know how many we'll find in their hideout, but we can only hope we can get there in time." Max said. "We'll raid the place at midnight."

"So, lets talk getting in then. We want to go in the dark, as Max said, and we want to keep it stealthy. So that means I'm probably out for the initially phase. We should probably send a drone overhead to get an arial view of the place. Sonya and I can talk about where to position people from there. We can also talk about where Heartbreaker will be most and least likely to see us." Henry said, looking over to Sonya with a smirk. They had the experience in that side of the playing field. She'd give first hand stuff about difficult shots and he could help her choose tactical locations for insertion and movement. Last thing they want is someone getting shot in the face- something Heartbreaker is very capable of.

"Do we happen to have any illusionists in NEST we can call on if things get hairy? Stuff to confuse the lookout?"

"There's a few..." Max said, letting out a sigh. "... But they're all out of town. We might be able to call them in... but it'll be a stretch."

"Well, our lives are on the line tonight. I'd sure as hell like to pull the whole 'lol hologram' thing if I need to." Helena commented with a wry smile.

"I'll make the call."

"Max, Echo is a big fucking attention magnet that only metahumans can see, right?"

"Right." Max confirmed, giving Henry a strange look.

"Well, if there's anything I learned from Death Valley, it's that there's the principle of 'Pick on the new kid'. Except this new kid is as big as I am, glowy-glowy, only visible to metahumans and isn't going to die after being shot into submission like we would. Dont be afraid to make that bitch sparkle like a god damn firework."

"Of course." Maximilian said. "Me and Echo have been taking out Tyrants for years."

"I dont have have any dates, so I'm game."
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Sorry for not getting back to you. Wasn't at my comp. But this option is the one I was for anyways, so all works out!

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Fuck you and your chicken strips.

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On a side note I'll be alive later tonight definitely, probably, maybe. Hit me up with that collab Allen's been telling me about and the plan or whatevs so I can crash dat shit.
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