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Misc » Book X-overs Rated: M, English, Supernatural, Words: 110k+, Favs: 19, Follows: 24, Published: Aug 12, 2023 Updated: Aug 14, 2023
3Chapter 40
Brockton Bay, December 13th, 2010, Monday
"So how are you settling in?"
"Mm."
"You are listing to your instructors?"
"Mm."
"Good. The faster you meet their standards the faster you don't have to deal with them and can focus on doing what you want."
"Mm."
Emily Piggot sighed. "How's Angelica's eye?"
"Fixed. Other pains too."
"Druid does good work."
"Mm."
Emily regards the girl and the three dogs clustered around her. The three are wary of her, but not threatened. She's been here a few times and the dogs know her scent, though she suspects they might only be held back from doing something because of the girl in the middle of them.
She's rather content with that as she does like dogs, and she would likely need to shoot them if they came after her, but Rachel has them well trained, even if she isn't the most social with people yet.
Emily stands a bit apart from them, not near the door, but not approaching further than the rooms chair, though she doesn't sit in it. Rachel hasn't looked at her directly, she probably won't, though the glances she makes when she thinks Emily is not looking speak volumes.
The girl is intimidated for the moment, and she's unsure if she is willing to try anything. Emily would prefer a mutual agreement from the girl but for the moment she will accept the grudging respect and intimidation that she has.
Emily is fine with that for now, though she'd like to get Lindt a little more socially adjusted. The doctors think she has some form of autism, which is quite possible, or it might just be possible she has wolf child syndrome or whatever the fuck the doctors call it. Society has not been kind to this girl.
"You've been cleared on criminal charges of the murder, though there are a few other charges we are working on. " Emily had come here a few times since she subdued the girl. She was taking a bit too active of a part in Rachel Lindt's care, hell, in everything going on in the PRT and Protectorate to be fair.
But unlike Meadows she didn't have health issues, and if she sat behind a desk all day filling out paper work she would go nuts. Besides Deputy Director Renick and all her other paper pushing underlings should be handling things like requisitions and pay raise requests.
Emily shouldn't have to deal with anything so basic and if that sort of paperwork crossed her desk she made sure to forward it to the relevant department along with a very angry comment or two.
The paperwork was clearing itself up as a result and she was getting to the point she only had to deal with the things she was supposed to according to her crash course in being a Director.
Still that gave her more free time, which lead her to talking with Wards, various troopers, and popping into departments at random times and seeing who was working and who was playing Galaga on company time.
If she was feeling particularly vicious, she'd use her training and sneak around to surprise people, or take photos of their goofing off and post them in an email that she would then send to that person as a warning.
HR was already screaming at her for that. She hardly cared as she had caught two of their members in a broom closet playing five minutes to heaven. So far the only ones she hadn't caught were the basic rank and file under Major Kaisur, mostly because her old DI did that to them any way and they swiftly learned to pay attention, and the janitors. Hell, Mike had managed to sneak up on her once, while pushing a cleaning cart.
No one ever noticed the janitors.
"Something wrong?" Emily asked watching Rachel who frowned a bit more." I was told you wanted to speak to me."
"Not been hunting in a while."
Emily raised an eyebrow.
"Hunting what?"
"Dog fights."
"Nazis?"
"Sometimes. Hookwolf."
Emily tilts her head slightly , she had seen the reports on Rachel's dogs. Many of them were injured and showed signs of being trained to fight. That wasn't something the girl did as the three in the room despite being her main attack dogs were hardly injured at all save Angelica, and those injuries were old according to Druid.
"You attacked the fights before."
"Saved the dogs."
Emily nodded. "How did you find them?"
"They see Brutus in the park and tell me where to go." Rachael shrugged.
Emily sighed looking at the Rottweiler, Nazi's were clearly idiots, still this gave her an idea.
"Can you find the next one for me?"
"Mm."
Emily smiled without showing teeth.
Brockton Bay, December 15th, 2010, Wednesday
" Fuck Fuck Fuck!"
The thin pale man simply sat there watching as the safe house main room was shredded by metal blades destroying furniture and the room alike, a number of them pierced him and the other occupant, the pale man just frowned as his clothing was shredded though his flesh regrew.
The larger man just snorted as his flesh healed over.
"You done boss man?" HookWolf asked looking at the carnage of the room.
Alabaster sighed as the couch he had been sitting on finally collapsed leaving him sitting on a pile of scrap on the floor.
"Yes." Kaiser offered reaching up to adjust his tie, his armor forming over it a moment later. "Explain to me what happened in this cluster fuck one more time."
Alabaster didn't bother to move from the partially collapsed couch. Sure he could take whatever was dished out, but he expected that if Kaiser really wanted to he could make pain and suffering last for a long time, so it was better if he didn't piss the man off.
Not that trying not to didn't piss him off sometimes any way. Kaisur was usually calm, but two things set him off more than anything else. Abject failure, and hitting on his ex wife. Alabaster had experienced that last one before too.
"We followed the plan and hit the PRT van we were told was holding Victor. The twins went off to distract Miss Militia, so I'm not sure what happened there, but i expect they went too far in holding her back and she upped her response to match theirs.
I got hit with a foam grenade and got stuck. Krieg killed the driver and the other trooper then opened the back to free Victor and deal with any other guards that would be there.
It was a trap, because Alucard grabbed Krieg and killed him. He then came after me, took a full magazine of rifle ammo to the face and then used me as a blood bag for three days before I was turned over to the PRT. The fucker is an ACTUAL vampire for fucks sake, if I was any one else I'd be drained like a can of beer at one of Hookwolf's fights, and even though I'm not, that was fucking unpleasant. It's probably something the PRT PR people keep covered up.
No stupid vampire fangs though, it's like fucking shark teeth in that assholes mouth."Alabaster continued with a shudder. "Anyway I go though processing and then get bailed out and now I'm here.
No idea what happened to the twins or Victor. Only reason I'm here is because I could plead I was just riding along with them as I didn't hurt anyone so at worst I got a unlawful weapons discharge fine. So your lawyers got me out easy.
Victor went after the director which is a straight to jail card, the twins doubled teamed a sand nigger Protectorate with intent to kill, destroyed her bike and injured her and went right to jail, and Krieg got eaten by a fuck mothering vampire."
Hookwolf stared at the pale man with a raised eyebrow.
"Meh i could take him." he huffed.
Alabaster turned his head and looked at Hookwolf a moment before shrugging and turning back to look at the pacing Kaiser."What kind of flowers do you want on your grave?"
Hookwolf snorted.
"We are down four fucking capes, including our contact with Germany." Kaiser grumbled.
"Still have Night and Fog." Alabaster shrugged. "Didn't Millennium send them over here?"
"Yes but only to watch us and make sure we kept up the way they want things Those two hardly even count as part of our group. We can't lose any one else even temporary. We need to deal with this issue. "
"So we just kill the bitch and blame it on the chinks." Hookwolf shrugged. "Simple, done it a hundred times with other problems."
"Politicians and wrong thinking judges are a bit less high profile than a PRT director. Particularly now that she has the attention of a number of important people for those arrests. If something happened to her now everyone would know it was us. And I do not want to wake up one morning and find out that Eidilon is in my kitchen with some questions."
"They killed one of ours we kill four of theirs. " Hookwolf shrugged. "I say the sand nigger, the fucking dog guy, the vamp, and that fucking mouse."
"No. Do nothing for the moment." Kaiser snapped. "We'll stay low until after Christmas. I'll have Night and Fog check with their contacts and we will see what happens from there. Alabaster stay put here you are on their radar for now, simply stay out of sight."
The pale Nazi looked around at the ruins of the safe house and sighed. " I will need a new couch at least."
Brockton Bay, December 17th, 2010, Friday
This was stupid. She knew it was stupid. They knew it was stupid , EVERYONE knew it was stupid.
And yet here they were, learning the basics on the Korean war, 2 hours before school would be closed for Christmas vacation.
The teacher droned on talking about the political issues of countries that didn't exist anymore like it was something they would need to know in order to exist in life, and that 99% of the class wouldn't forget in less than two hours.
Amy groaned and bounced her forehead on her desk, she wasn't the only one either.
Brockton Bay, December 18th, 2010, Saturday
"I do not appreciate this intrusion."
"I made an appointment."
"Which is the only reason you are still sitting here. I am not even sure how you made an appointment as I have no secretary."
To say things were tense in the opulent Japanese themed room would be an understatement. Priceless art, mahogany furniture, gold trimmed Everything, and crushed red velvet made everything look like it was a dragon's hoard with how excessive it was.
Fitting then that it WAS a dragons hoard.
Lung stared at the two across the desk from him. His steel dragon mask hiding his eyes as they darted over the pair.
Oni-lee stood nearby as silent and patient as always, but the pair before him showed no fear, no worry. He might believe it arrogance if not for who the pair were. And that was the only reason he allowed this.
"I have my ways." the woman spoke. She was a blonde, clearly American, fairly well endowed and wearing a modified PRT trooper outfit that accentuated how she looked.
Likely not by her choice as Slayer was oft noted to be more practical. It wasn't showing as much skin as many Protectorate capes showed, though come to think of it that was something of the norm in the Bay.
Mouse Protector was fully armored. Miss Militia wore combat clothing, and Battery was in a full body suit, ironically the most covered and most revealing of the lot.
"Fine then. I will humor you for a time. What is it you want?"
" For you to dissolve the ABB, go legit, turn over your bomber and Oni-Lee to the PRT, and help fight Endbringers." Slayer stated." Your joining the PRT would be nice too."
Lung's eyes narrow, though his attention shifted to the man in red standing behind the woman as he laughed.
"Asking for the moon isn't she?" Alucard grinned.
"You mock me?" Lung snarled.
"No. But you asked what I want. And I'm not naive enough to think i can get everything I want, so I'm going to try for some of it."Slayer stated. "First off I know you won't turn over Oni-Lee despite the number of kills he has, but your bomber blew up part of a school, a college, but letting her get away with that sets a bad president. Schools are off limits, that's by your own code too, even if this was in another state."
Lung says nothing and the woman continues.
"I'm not even going to bother with starting the paper work on the last, but I am quite firm on you dissolving or at least restructuring the ABB."
"And why should i bother. You bring nothing but wants of your own, this is hardly a way to deal." He very much wanted to twist this woman's head off, she couldn't be this stupid, there had to be something to it and thus he held his anger, for now.
"Simple. Money."
"Explain."
"I'm not a economist, but i know a few and i asked them about the ABB and how it could make money based on what we knew. You have casinos, you have brothels, you have protection and you have the drug trade. The rest of your time is spent fighting Nazis, drugged out idiots, and the local heroes. All of that costs money."
"That you fight the Nazis is a big feather in your cap.. or rice grain in your sushi, which ever works, i suck at anagrams." Alucard chimed in.
"Stop the drug trade, focus on the other aspects and turn the protection racket into an insurance racket, you make more money and it's legal. Immoral, but legal.""Slayer stated."I don't expect changes like this overnight of course."
"Cute, but i see no reason to alter anything with just the word of a mad woman who comes before me."Lung snapped. "You are hardly convincing."
"Really? Well if greed isn't a motivator even if you would have to pay taxes on what you own..."
"I already do." Lung stopped her.
"What?" Slayer blinked.
"The ABB pays all state and Federal taxes on all properties and such. W2's at the end of the year for all under my banner." Lung explained.
"I did not expect that." Alucard blinked.
"Please. I will fight any cape, surmount any obstacle, but mess with the IRS? No thank you. They will put you in a real jail if you fuck up, not a revolving door like the PRT has." Lung explained. "Even Skidmark pays his taxes."
"This makes way too much sense." Slayer sighed. "But any way. If you will not alter yourself for greed, then you should for your daughter."
The reaction was instant. The desk was destroyed in a blaze of fire and rage, scales formed on his bare arms and chest as he now loomed over the seated woman. Oddly neither she nor her companion had moved.
"You dare..."
"No. I do not. That was not a threat Kenta. It was a question." Slayer stated. "It was the start of an observation. You continue on this path you are on and sooner or later you are going to either die, or be arrested. You hold sway by fear right now. Do you expect your daughter to take over the ABB? Can she use the same tactics? Will she instill the same loyalty and fear as you do? Do you even WANT her to do so, or do you want her to be better than you are?"
Lung remained towering over the woman keeping his fire in check enough to not destroy them, though the gilding behind him and the remains of his desk ooze and sag as they melt. His eyes, already slitted widen as the woman reaches up and removes the goggles of her mask. He knew who she was already of course, her disguise was flimsy at best,but he respected the unwritten rules and for her to do this gave him pause.
Director Piggot stared back at the rage dragon.
"You're not the only one with a daughter, and your reaction shows you care for her greatly. You know you want better for her than what you had. I'm making the offer now for you to start that. Change and the PRT will focus on something else for a time. Change enough and we might find with have other things to do later as well. I have other problems I need to deal with in this city that are more pressing than the ABB and I'd rather focus on them than on you."
Lung frowned and exhaled a gout of fire to the side staring down at the woman before he glanced back at Oni-Lee. A moment later Oni-Lee dissolved into a puff of ash, he then appeared again wheeling in a new chair which Lung sat down in as Oni-Lee took his place again.
"I will think about this."
"All i can ask for. You know where to contact me." Director Piggot stood up.
"There is one requirement to my even considering it."
"Oh?" Slayer asked putting on her goggles again.
Lung pointed to Alucard. "We will fight."
"Oh my, Christmas has come early." Alucard gasped.
"Contact me and we'll set something up." Slayer sighed.
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Misc » Book X-overs Rated: M, English, Supernatural, Words: 110k+, Favs: 19, Follows: 24, Published: Aug 12, 2023 Updated: Aug 14, 2023
3Chapter 41
Brockton Bay, December 19th, 2010, Sunday
Two men sat in the snow outside the Brockton Bay theater discussing the play as the holiday shoppers and such walk past in the lightly falling snow. One of them, a paler man in a trench coat seems untouched by the flurries as they fall around him but not on him. The other in a massive hoodie that hides his features seems unbothered by the cold.
"Honestly Jenna didn't play the part that well. Most of her lines were flat."
" Sadly I have to agree this time. I had such hopes for her, but she clearly phoned the lines in this show. Even the effects team adding reverb to her voice as she played the spirit didn't work to hide it."
"Might have been because she's Jewish and this was a mostly Christmas play. No interest in it. I mean she did great in Hamilton last year. It was probably motivation, or that she didn't get a bigger part.""
"She's Jewish?"
"Yeah it's been... no, no ones going after her and you should know by now I don't care about that shit as much as the rest." the pale man grumbled." No politics remember."
"All I asked was if she was Jewish, nothing else." The hooded man smirked tapping on his arm bracer."You brought up religion."
"... Fuck you."
"You're not my type." The hooded man smirked as the pale man shook his head." So about Tiny Tim."
"Yeah, damn... that kid was amazing, and he's only six? Got to be a prodigy."
(Brockton Bay, December 21th, 2010, Tuesday)
"Hey you going to be alright?"
Spitfire glanced up from the paperwork spread all over the table in the Wards room. She was going to be sent to Arcadia come January and all of this was involving that and some other basic medical checks."Well my hand feels like it's going to fall off , but otherwise..." Spitfire offered. Her costume wasn't ready yet but she was getting into the habit of wearing her mask and thinking of others as their costume if they were wearing it rather than who they were introduced as.
She was still a little upset at Dennis and Amy for their reveal after the tour she had been given when they claimed to be employee's kids. Though really only Amy had said that, and she wasn't lying, still it was annoying.
"Nah not that, Druid will help you grow it back if it does fall off though. "Clockblocker offered."No I mean for Christmas. We go off duty until the twenty eighth tomorrow. I wanted to know if you were gonna be alright, you did just move into that apartment after all."
"Oh that." Spitfire frowned."Yeah it's fine, though it'll be a little odd."
"Mmm, well I have a plan for that!" Clockblocker proclaimed."My dads out of the hospital and feels well enough to try and cook this year. The turkey he makes is amazing, or it might be horrid this time, it's been a while. Either way you should come by to get something to eat. After all everyone's already seen you hanging out with me without a mask, so no one would ask questions, and it has to beat whatever they are serving in the cafeteria here."
"I what.. no, seriously, I umm." Spitfire stammered.
"What? Come on? I mean you can only watch It's a Wonderful Life so many times by yourself before you go crazy."
"I prefer Muppet Christmas Carol." Spitfire muttered as she tried to think up an excuse to not impose on him despite the invite.
"Woman after my own heart. I've got that on DVD."Clockblocker grinned." Now then unless you have any other excuses I can shoot down, lets talk time and transportation."
Brockton Bay, December 23th, 2010, Thursday
Director Emily Piggot stared at the reports darting over her computer screen and frowned. She reached out picking up the phone tapping in a number.
After one ring it picked up and a an annoyed sounding Armsmaster answered.
"Director I was in the middle of a calibration and I am not supposed to be on patrol for another forty three minutes and twenty two seconds."
"I know that, but I need you in now there's something weird going on with the Merchants. The console has blown up with reports and the only people left on duty are you, Mouse Protector, and Miss Militia,both of them are at the Boardwalk, everyone else is off for the holiday. The druggies knocked over a Toys R Us at the edge of town..."
"Oh. He's actually early this year." Armsmaster hummed.
"What?"Emily demanded."What do you mean he's early?"
"Skidmark is a deplorable human being and in general the Merchants are a blight on the city that needs to be cleansed. Save one day a year.
I am unsure what sort of drugs they take this time of year, but at some point they all start thinking they are elves and Skidmark is Santa. Squealer rigs up some crime against nature and tinker tech that looks like a sleigh.
They all knock over a toy store or two and ride around the city giving out the toys to any kid they see.
They don't sell drugs, they don't promote themselves, Skidmark just acts like a foul mouthed Santa. We tried to stop him the first year and the PR hit we took had Glenn Chambers suffer a heart attack and the Mayor threaten to evict the PRT from the city due to the property damage and the sheer volume of complaints." Armsmaster explained.
"Last year the toy stores all started just leaving the doors unlocked to prevent damage and letting the insurance companies reimburse them for the losses. The BBPD has even started escorting them to make sure no one gets hurt on accident. They will be back to normal around the first of the year.
Uber and L33t do something similar to a smaller area in mid town and the Empire Eighty Eight attempted to copy Skidmark minus the stealing toys, though their event was stopped as they also attempted to use it as a recruitment drive and no one was willing to put up with them bullying minority children even for free gifts."
Emily stared at the phone a moment as Armsmaster finished.
"What the fuck is this town even?"
Brockton Bay, December 25th, 2010, Saturday
"MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS YOU FUCKING BRATS!" Skidmark bellowed from the top of the red and green painted tank as it rumbled past playing a rap version of silent night at window rattling volume.
Emily stared out the window at the snow covered street as the professionally wrapped presents were handed out to a number of children gathered along the streets, including one she was sure was Alucard.
The massive metal monster had a gaudily decorated tree jammed into a pipe on top and what looked like a series of carousel horses painted up like reindeer were all welded to long metal spikes that stuck out at the front of the tank. The one that was supposed to be Rudolf had a fire trucks emergency light spinning on the front of it's face.
Emily sighed, took a sip of her coco and glanced back back at Amy who was fiddling with her new tablet and Pocky who was blitzing out in the pile of wrapping paper that took up a corner of the room. They had a nightmare of a time keeping the massive cat out of the tree, as even Amy couldn't completely curb that desire.
The front door was thrown open and girly-card stormed in waving a large box over her head." WOOO SCORE, someone read my Christmas list!"
Amy and Emily look up raising an eyebrow at the, My little Pony Canterlot Play set, that Alucard was waving around.
"We both read the damn thing, that's why you got the box set and the Princess Luna figures."Emily sighed.
"Yeah, but no Blackbird, no A-10, and no date with Simmy." Alucard whined.
"How much money do you think is in the damn budget?"Emily growled as Amy laughed.
"Hey I know it's enough, Texas got a Blackbird." Alucard offered.
"That's because Tagg is an ass." Emily countered.
Any further arguing was stopped by a loud ding from the kitchen.
"OOOH, the turkey's done." Alucard chimed and skipped off into the kitchen.
"THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO CAN SIT IN SANTA SKIDMARK'S LAP ARE OVER EIGHTEEN AND WEARING MINI SKIRTS!"Skidmark bellowed as his procession moved a few more blocks away.
"This is my life." Emily sighed as Amy giggled. "Merry fucking Christmas indeed."
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Misc » Book X-overs Rated: M, English, Supernatural, Words: 110k+, Favs: 19, Follows: 24, Published: Aug 12, 2023 Updated: Aug 14, 2023
3Chapter 42
Brockton Bay, December 26th, 2010, Sunday
'Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a the vamp;
The stockings were boxed up in large Tupperware,
Save for the ones in the wash covered in cat hair;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
why Alucard slept like that went over everyone's head;
After paperwork filed and all that work crap,
Emily had just settled down for a long winters nap,
When down on the first floor there arose such a clatter,
She rose from her bed, with gun drawn to batter.
Away to the door she flew like a flash,
Tore open the door and down the stairs with a dash.
The moon shown silver in the window,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, some bobbles and things,
little tinsoilders covered in dings.
A ball rolled on painted with a glitter clad sparrow,
her gun swept the room,her eyes narrow;
"Alright punk come out, before I get mad."
Piggot growled out loud as if expecting some lad.
It wouldn't be the first a robber came to call
she hoped they would surrender to keep blood off the wall.
The dry leaves of the fallen Christmas tree rattled and shook,
another ball rolled by her, with a rattling hook.
Emily hit the light and surveyed the scene
half hidden under the tree was a coat made of green.
The gun was thus lowered, and a hand met a face,
this fucking town, what a mad stupid place.
She grabbed the tree's top, the angel missed,
hefting it upward, she was a bit pissed
On the ground lay a cat, of the large kind
fur covered in pine bristles and all the tinsel she could find
the floor under her was soaked through and through,
the tree stand had dumped and drenched the cat too.
Emily sighed with a curse, glaring at the feline,
the beast was off like a shot, to a hide, bee line.
An inarticulate cry ended when she nearly choked
"GODS DAMN IT POCKY, EVERYTHING'S SOAKED!"
Brockton Bay, December 28th, 2010, Tuesday
"I hate this time of year." Mouse Protector grumbled.
Miss Militia raised an eyebrow at that. The pair of them were currently on patrol and walking along the Boardwalk, making a show that the heroes were still around and not run off for the holidays. Granted all they had stopped was two muggings and a shoplifter, but here they were.
"Really? With how you act around Christmas?" Miss Militia asked.
"Oh don't get me wrong. I love the holidays, it's just this week. From after Christmas to New Years eve just feels like a long Thursday afternoon."Mouse Protector explained. "I could never get the hang of Thursdays."
Miss Militia stared at the shorter woman for a bit longer as they walked, unsure if this was a joke, a reference, or the rare moment of Mouse being serious, so she simply offered a faint hum of acknowledgment as they continued the patrol.
Brockton Bay, December 29th, Wednesday 2010
Emma Barnes stared at the letter before her on the table. Her nails clawed at the surface before she screamed out and shredded the letter.
Madison Clements looked up from her phone as her friend lost her shit. Emma had invited her over when the letter arrived, which to be fair, Madison thought was kinda dumb, but then again Emma was kinda obsessed with Sophia so she probably expected this to be a big reveal of her going to Arcadia.
"I take it the news is not good." Madison deadpanned.
"I failed it. How the fuck did I fail this!? The test was stupid, stuff they've been teaching us all year. I should have gotten into the damn school." Emma ranted.
Madison wisely remained silent and went back to her phone, letting the girl bitch, this might take a while. One did not survive around Emma and Sophie without learning to read their moods. With Sophia gone there had been a bit of a power vacuum, and while no one wanted to get on Emma's bad side with how vicious the girl could be, it had been Madison who had taken control of the network the other girls had built. Sophia had been the muscle and Emma the brains, though Madison had been the face for the most part, using Sophia's weird jungle animal logic and keeping everyone focused on certain lower ranking students so that everyone felt they were better than some one else, thus they were less likely to be aware of those above them.
Sure it sucked for the people on the bottom of the hierarchy, but who cared about them, they were on the bottom for a reason.
As for Emma the likely reason she failed the test was due to her obsession with the Hebert girl and with Sophia. That sort of thing didn't leave much room for study. Madison herself had a decent set of grades and didn't bother to take the test. She was quite fine right where she was at the top of the heap with only one crazy girl left above her as queen now that Sophia was gone.
And crazy didn't hold onto a crown very well.
All it would take was one more thing to send the girl down to the bottom and would let Madison be the top dog in the school. Emma was likely to go too far with something or simply break and when she fell Madison would rise from the ashes and those at the bottom would have a new member.
She didn't expect she would remain at the top of the heap for the rest of Highschool, she wasn't that arrogant, but which ever girl rose to the top after Emma crashed and burned would be some one she would hitch herself to, riding the high and letting the next girl burn herself out like a shooting star. By then high school would be over and she'd have to look for a real life, but this was something in the meantime. Though she had to remain friendly with crazy until the girl finally broke or did something that would ruin her. She should write a book about this, maybe call it Worm or something, make Hebert the hero, she owed the mouse of a girl that much for allowing her to get into her current position.
"This is Taylor's fault I know it. Bitch keeps distracting me in class with her fucking face."
Madison lowered her phone. Crazy was dangerous, but it was also interesting, how did she even make that connection? You know what she didn't want to know and she simply tapped record on her phone and let it record whatever Emma was gonna say. If this went tits up she would have this recording and a few others to show she was an objector to whatever stupid plan was hatched. Sometimes that was all it took to go from something serious to a slap on the wrist as she had found out in the past.
"Alright. I have a plan, a plan to make sure that Taylor knows her place as the worm she is."
Maybe Madison wouldn't have to wait that long at all for the crown.
Brockton Bay, December 31th, 2010, Friday
Armsmaster let out a small sigh as he stared at the flaming wreckage of the abandoned Westend mall.
Firefighters were combating the blaze, police and paramedics were everywhere, pulling screaming people out of the rubble, arresting those not quite as damaged and trying to make heads or tails of the thugs maddened screaming.
A loud explosion sounded as what was probably an old propane tank from the food court went off causing another section of the building to collapse.
The cacophony of sirens and screams and yelling was punctuated by the constant barking and howling of dogs.
Armsmaster turned from the fire to the four capes standing nearby.
Baskerville stood apart from the others checking over the dogs and not seeming to care about anything else that was going on. Likely she didn't, her three dogs sat nearby, their massive forms warding off any one who approached the cages without them needing to do anything other than continue to look like beasts from the deepest pits of hell.
The other three had been sent along to make sure Baskerville did not go too far in her rescue attempt.
Armsmaster hadn't selected them himself, he had let an algorithm he designed pick the ones most likely to help Baskerville succeed in rescuing the dogs, it was the same one he used for the Wards scheduling to save time.
He would have to overhaul the system or just scrap it entirely. He should have done more than tweak it after it put Clockblocker and Shadow Stalker on the same patrol.
Mouse Protector, Assault, and Alucard all stood before him wearing smiles that were far to innocent to be true.
Armsmaster looked at them, then back at the fire, then back at the three of them.
"I want a PRT standard issue report, full details, in plain American English, with no slang, song lyrics, rhyming, or embellishments, using the proper font and lettering size, at least ten pages of relevant detail, in triplicate, also covering Baskerville's portion of events, from each of you, with one copy on my desk one on Director Piggot's Desk, and one on the PR director Chamber's desk, Monday morning, January 3rd ,2011 by no later than 1pm eastern standard time according to the PRT's internal timekeeping program." Armsmaster ordered his eyes shifting to each of them wondering how many new orders he would need to add to his list after this.
"Awww what about our new years party?" Assault asked with a whine.
Another explosion made Armsmaster turn his head to the mall as something else went off inside of the building. He glanced to his HUD and noted the time tick over to midnight almost in perfect time with the explosion. The sound of gunfire and fireworks filled the air echoing across the city as the new year was rung in.
"You have just had it." Armsmaster pointed out and turned to get back on his bike.
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3Chapter 43
January,21 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, Wards area. 10 pm.
"Sup Druid. So who's your friend?" Clockblocker asked as he came out of this room in the Wards area, looking to Druid and another girl sitting on the couch. The warning light for someone in the room had been on, so when he got out of the shower he just put on a clean costume instead of his civies. He took note that Apocalypse Meow was not in the room which was odd.
The girl was pale looking, though she was tall, she had the hunched look of a social introvert with how she sat on the couch, he was pretty sure she flinched when he spoke. She was wearing a PRT t-shirt, likely from the gift shop. The Miss Militia Sweat pants, and the Assault themed 'Socks and sandals' slippers she wore added to the huddled look as the clothing was clearly too large for her. Clockblocker also noticed her long hair was wet and she had a temporary Domino mask on her face.
A cape most likely, or judging by the clothing, a victim of one.
Clockblocker ran through a number of options in his mind and dialed himself back until he could get a better read on the girl. She might not be up for his full brand of humor.
Druid pulled her hand off the girls bare arm and frowned. "Sorry still nothing." she offered to the girl before she turned to Clockblocker, the look in her eyes promised pain in his future if he did anything, Clockblocker simply nodded slightly and the glare relaxed.
"Alucard and Aegis brought her in, Director Piggot asked me to check her out and show her around while they discussed things and got her father in here." Druid offered. Clockblocker mouthed the word 'Trigger?' to Druid when he was sure the girl wasn't watching and noted Amy's shrug.
"Whelp anyway, nice to meet you, names Clockblocker, the fact I named myself should tell you everything you need to know about me. Either of you two want a drink? We got water, we got twelve kinds of soda, we got some of those gods awful energy drinks that Aegis drinks..." Clockblocker turned heading into the small kitchen area.
"Just .. a water, thank you." the girl muttered.
"On it, we got the fanciest bottled spring water you can get from the nearest discount bulk store chilled to perfection unless Gallant forgot to put it in the fridge again." Clockblocker called back as he walked into the kitchen. "You want anything Druid?"
"I'm good." Druid called back. "What are you doing here?I thought the Wards area would be empty tonight"
"Just got back from a patrol with Battery a little bit ago. She's surprisingly fun when she's not intent on being so serious." Clockblocker offered heading back to the wards area with the drinks offering a bottle to the quiet girl before taking a seat across from her in plain view as to not spook her and opening his Dr. Pepper. "What about you?"
"Apartment fire downtown had me called in to treat some pretty bad burns and smoke inhalation. Luckily no one was killed." Druid explained.
"Yeah heard about that over the com. Battery and I were to far away to come help, but the console channel was buzzing as Mouse Protector and Shadow Stalker were over there. And Mouse went over there to be Mouse and Stalker followed and was Stalker. She'll probably be through here in a few, they were right behind us when we got back." Clockblocker warned.
Druid took the hint."Alright, your dad should be here by now, let's get you something to eat and then check in with the Director."
"There was a sudden buzz and a a red light by the door started flashing, the buzzer had barely finished sounding when a dark shape flowed through the steel door and reformed into the masked figure of Shadow Stalker. The smell of smoke filled the air as the girl cursed and pulled her face mask off with a swear.
"Fuck everything smells like burnt plastic. I need out of this crap. This rescue shit sucks..." Sophia trailed off her bare face turned towards the girl on the couch who was staring back at her. The domino mask the girl wore did nothing to stop the recognition Sophia had of the girl there.
"The fuck? Herbert?"
"̵̞̬̤̲̳̥̬͈̏̀̍̌̓Ḩ̴̛͙̑̄͠E̵͔̓͛̓̄̅͠S̷͎̞̟͉͎̯̝͔̺̀͗̔͂͂̾̚ͅŠ̸̗̖̠̩̖̘̮̪̠̿!̸̛̗̞͍͋̒̀̋͑͒̄͂͠"̵̊̎͊͋͋͘̚͜
The rooms shadows suddenly lengthened and a sound like a thousand angry wasps filled the air, a number of lights shattered and bugs and spiders poured out of every conceivable corner as the girl lunged off the couch at Sophia with an inhuman growl and a mouth like a sharks.
"Ah fuck." Sophia managed.
"Now I know what you're thinking: "How did all this come about?" Well, it all started in a stroll through the city. The air was clear, the moon was full, I was dying to sink my teeth into something. Get it? Because I'm a vampire... mwahahaha- it's funny.
"Alucard stop disrupting the narrative!"
"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!"
January,21 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, 8 pm.
"The air is clear, the moon was full, I was dying to sink my teeth into something. Get it? Because I'm a vampire... mwahahaha- it's funny. "
"Sir, who are you talking to? Did console send a new patrol pattern?"
"What ? No, I'm monologueing... you know what never mind." Alucard huffed glancing over to the teen in red floating next to him before letting out a long sigh. Babysitting duty, his master had reached a new low in her orders.
"I am trying to enjoy myself on this patrol. We've not even seen a mugger. I thought the bay was supposed to be a hot bed of crime and a cesspool of scum and villainy?" Alucard whined.
"Normally it is but there's usually a lull of sorts after the holidays, and the strike on Hookwolf's New Years eve party has made most of them keep their heads down." Aegis offered. "On the plus side sir we are half way through the patrol route from here we cut up market past Winslow High School and once we get to 8th we head back towards HQ."
"Well that's just great, hopefully something will happen because I would take even couple of late night vandals trying to spray paint 'school sux' on the side of a wall right now." Alucard whined.
"You and Shadow Stalker will get along well then sir. She hates slow nights too." Aegis offered trying to make conversation with the hero he was side kicked too, though Alucard was bitching more than Stalker did. He was still sure this was some sort of punishment detail, or a gauge of how much he could deal with from an annoying coworker, as if Clock wasn't bad enough.
The pair of them strolled along the sidewalk passing by Winslow when Alucard stopped dead and sniffed the air before staring at the school.
"Something wrong sir?"
"Blood. Old, new, so many different types, and... complaints of failure in an old tongue?" Alucard muttered. "Curious."
Aegis blinked before calling it in, Alucard ignore him and strolled up to the front door simply yanking it open.
"Sir don't break government property." Aegis called.
"It's not locked..." Alucard offered heading in with a huff a confused look still on his face, his coat flickering with what looked to be bloodied shadowed faces.
Aegis frowned and relayed their entrance to The Console before quickly following after Alucard taking a flashlight from his utility belt and clicking it on as he went inside the dark building.
The inside of the school was far from what Aegis expected in a place of learning. Trash was strewn along the halls, graffiti covered parts of the walls and many lockers, he was sure there was a poster taped to the wall and half ripped away asking people to join the Hitler Youth club.
Alucard strode down the halls not making a sound other than a faint rumbling noise that seemed to come from under his coat.
There was a stench that was growing stronger as they moved down a row of lockers. Something that was already starting to make Aegis feel like he was choking back bile.
"Frustration at the failure? No..attempting? What is making this noise." Alucard hummed to himself before stopping before a locker.
Aegis frowned noting several padlocks on the locker Alucard stopped at, they were less holding it closed and more forcing any one with bolt cutters to have to cut through five other locks before they could get to the one holding the locker shut. The stench was much worse here and judging by the scattering of bugs as he swung his flashlight across the lockers.
Looking over the locks he frowned noting there was what looked like a mass of glue dumped over the locks as well, and the vents on the steel door had duct tape covering them. The locker clearly looked like some one was trying to keep something in. With the icor that was oozing out of the seam along the bottom of the locker Aegis wasn't sure he wanted to know what it was.
Probably the stench.
Hopefully JUST the stench.
Aegis brought out his work phone snapping a few shots of the locker as Alucard muttered to himself seeming to look into the middle distance, though several eyes formed on his coat looking around the hall, a few focusing on Aegis
"Sir?!" Aegis began only to watch Alucard grab the locker, his fingers tearing into the cheap steel before he yanked tearing the door from the row of lockers.
Aegis choked back a wave of nausea as he was hit with the smell, forcing him to stagger back but he didn't miss the body falling out of the locker, nor did his finger miss hitting the camera button a few times,snapping a series of pictures.
His camera light flashed over the locker, letting him note chunks of rotted meat, chicken, and possibly old hotdogs. There was garbage, what he thought were used tampons and pads along with the wrappings, he was fairly certain there were some used syringes and needles and what he hoped was not feces of some sort bunched in the bottom of the locker .
A bucket sat on the top shelf of the locker poked full of holes and oozing some mess down into the lower part of the locker. Bugs swarmed out of the locker scattering from the light, before Aegis phone stopped taking pictures and he shoved it in his pocket as his flashlight beam fell on the figure that had fallen out of the locker.
The girl was a mess, her long wavy hair blackened with the sludge that had been set to drip down in the locker, her jeans soaked in blood and other horrendous things, the hoody she wore caked in the filth with bugs scuttling over it. She was pale, far too pale and not moving at all.
Despite the revulsion, and the bile rising in his throat Aegis acted and was down with a finger at her neck brushing away the filth. She was still warm, but he couldn't feel a pulse.
"Sir, I don't think she's breathing, I can't find a pulse." Aegis stated.
Alucard continued to half stare at the locker muttering something about a queen and bugs.
"Sir! SIR!.. ALUCARD!" Aegis shouted pulling the girls hoody open and rolling her onto her back before starting CPR. He noticed her hands, the nails cracked and bleeding where she had clawed along the inside of the locker, dried blood flecked her lips, likely from screaming until she tore her throat. School had been out for hours, how long had she been in there.
"Fuck." Aegis pressed the side of his head with a clean knuckle . " CONSLE , we have an emergency at Winslow High School, we found a girl trapped in a locker, I'm preforming CPR but she's unresponsive."
"Console acknowledges sending paramedics."the com chirped. "ETA unknown due to an apartment fire. Druid is on standby at Bockton East, will route there."
Aegis continued what scant training he had, checking her pulse and cursing to himself that he was not trained to deal with this sort of shit when Alucard finally responded to him.
"Huh. Some one threw away a perfectly good teen girl? What a waste. Bodies go in the compost not the trash."
"The fuck is wrong with you? She needs help and I'm not trained for anything past basic CPR!" Aegis snapped.
"Quite a lot is wrong with me actually. And she's already dead so you can stop. Well Sorta dead, like not all the way dead. Queeny seems rather intent on this one. But she's not doing very well in connecting."
"What!? Never mind we need to help her."
"Really?" Alucard questioned like he was surprised. Aegis glared at him only for his eyes to widen as a smile split the older capes mouth showing the sort of teeth that were usually accompanied by a fin cutting the water.
"Yes really. Can you help?"
"I can."
"Then why the fuck are you just standing there?!" Aegis snarled already writing up a report in his mind on how fucked this guy was.
"Several reasons. Though little hero I have a question for you." Alucard hummed, the hall getting darker as the light seemed to bleed away from everything. "If I help her will you bear the responsibility for what happens?For the damnation, the strife the hatred of a godless existence? Do you agree to what fate will await you with your choice?"
"What the hell kind of question is that!?"
Yes. Or. No."
"Something is fucking wrong with you." Aegis glared while Alucard simply smiled down at him, he looked down at the girl laying there, the blood and mess she was in and felt anger and sadness at this, she couldn't have been that much younger than he was. Who ever did this... "Yes! I agree, now do something!"
"An accord has been reached. I hope you are strong enough for what is to come little hero." Alucard cackled.
Aegis yelped as he suddenly found himself alone in the mess spilling out of the locker, his eyes snapped up spotting Alucard in a darker part of the hall cradling the girl, his hand ran up through her hair, the detritus falling from it to the floor as he bared her neck his mouth opening wide as if to bite.
Aegis surged from the floor towards the vampire just as he bit down into her neck, he was still too far away to stop him as the sound of flesh rending under unnatural teeth filled the hall before he could even shout. He nearly had him in reach when the girls eyes snapped open and Aegis felt his conciseness leave him as he crashed to the ground in a heap sliding forward with his momentum to bounce against Alucard's leg.
THRESHOLD
DESTINATION
AGREEMENT
TRAJECTORY
AGREEMENT
RELIEF
"So this is what all this is about huh?"
QUERRY
"Oh nothing, just been wondering how all these cape people are made and I just happen to be in the right spot to see how it works this time. Neat."
WORRY
"Oh it won't be that bad, that over blow deli worker gave me a template but I didn't know how to activate it until now. Ooh I am going to have sooo much fun with this. And you are going to help me."
QUERRY
"Oh it's simple, you connected with the girl and she's now mine, so therefor you are connected to me."
CONFUSION
"Oh it might not be how it's supposed to work, but to hell with that, it;s how it works NOW, because fuck the rules that's why."
PANIC
Aegis woke with a wince, a foul scent assailing him, a sharp pain in his neck ,and a weight on his chest . He sat up with a groan, the weight easily shifting though the pain in his neck grew sharper . Most of his vision was taken up by brown hair, it took him a moment of processing to realize the girl who had been in the locker was clinging to his armor, and more importantly she was biting his neck and he was pretty sure she was drinking his blood.
"The fuck?"
"Ahh welcome back to the world of the coffee drinkers and insomniacs." Alucard chuckled.
"What happened?"
"Side effect of a crisis point, I think you call it."
"Is she alright what is she...?" Aegis stammered not sure how to deal with a girl clinging to him let alone biting his neck.
"Awww is this your first hickey?
"Fuck you sir."
"That an offer?"Alucard hummed as sirens could be heard approaching." Cause I think the boss might have issue with the age gap."
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3Chapter 44
January 21st, 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, medical room ,4th floor PRT building. 9 pm.
"Her condition is stable." Druid offered with a small nod looking down at the girl laying on the stretcher.
The nearby doctor frowned and looked at the vitals on the devices hooked to the girl. "Stable!? She's dead!"
"And she's maintaining that condition quite well." Druid added with a nod.
"I feel fine." Taylor offered.
"And she says she's fine." Druid added.
"No she's not." the doctor grumbled smacking the side of the machine.
"Yes I am." Taylor offered.
"She is?" Druid asked.
"She isn't!" The doctor grumbled.
"I would really like to get cleaned up." Taylor muttered.
"Impossible you'll be stone dead in a moment." the doctor huffed.
"Are they doing a bit, or is this normal?" a nurse asked and another one shrugged.
Any further argument was cut short as the doors were kicked open and a blonde woman stormed in with a Aegis, the Deputy director, and a smug looking Alucard.
"You three, OUT!" Director Piggot growled at the doctor and nurses.
"What!? No! This is my medical center, you cannot just throw me out." the doctor huffed.
"Alright then. Are you prepared to fill out the paperwork necessary for Case 13 knowledge?" Director Piggot demanded.
"Hey look at the time, it's my lunch break." One of the nurses offered.
"Need a bio break myself, avoid the burritos from that gas station on fourth." the other nurse stated, both of them quickly power walking out the door.
The doctor blinked. "I have another patient to check on." And he too was out the door.
"Case 13?" Aegis asked.
"I hope your wrists are redundant too." Alucard chuckled.
"Druid, check him over." Director Piggot shifted her gaze to the girl on the stretcher. "Miss Herbert are you alright?"
"It's, um Hebert." Taylor offered
"Hmm sorry, though the question remains. "
"I guess." Taylor offered.
"Holy shit dude what the hell is with your body." Druid muttered her hand gripped tight on the now bare wrist of Aegis.
"Healthy living?" Aegis shrugged.
"Is he alright?" Renick asked.
"If by alright you mean no traces of being dead, then yeah he's fine. Shit we could probably remove his head and it would only be an annoyance." Druid muttered.
"Please don't" Aegis responded.
"No, seriously, you could nearly single handedly fix the organ donor issue as well as any lack of blood the red cross might have." Druid offered.
"Fraid not. I already thought of that idea and it turns out whatever my power does it also made a new blood type to do it. My organs and blood are incomparable with any other blood type." Aegis explained.
"Oh yeah, I see that now that you mention it. Huh, I could probably change the typing but it's easier just to turn excess fat from a normal donor into more blood." Druid nodded.
"Alright Miss Hebert. I have a few questions to ask you." Deputy Director Renick began
"Shouldn't I have a lawyer or at least my dad?" Taylor frowned.
"Yes you should." Director Piggot stated. "Which is one of the questions we have for you, as in what is his number? Though the most prevalent is what the hell happened to you? But that can wait until you get cleaned up. Renick have Mouse Protector... Have Miss Militia get some things for Taylor to wear from the gift shop, Druid bring her up to the Wards area to let her use the shower in your room and get cleaned up while we wait for her father to get here. This is already shaping up to be a long night."
"So since nothing is being discussed you kicked the medics out for no reason?" Alucard smirked.
"It's cathartic." Piggot grumbled. "It's either this or shoot you in the dick for a few hours."
"Kinky."
[January,21 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, Director's office floor PRT building. 9:35 pm.]
Director Piggot hung up the phone with enough force to bounce a number of other things off her desk.
She took a deep breath and let it out.
"Director?" Armsmaster asked, the avatar of Dragon blinking on a tablet the blue armored man carried.
"The moment I said the name Hebert, Blackwell went on a five minute rant about how she was a delinquent troublemaker who was known to stage things for attention." Emily stated.
There was silence for a moment as that was processed.
"With the photos of the scene there is no way she could have..." Armsmaster began.
"I KNOW THAT, everything that woman said sounded like a preteen cartoon villain's rant... sorry." Emily exhaled, apologizing for snapping at the man. "Here's what is going to happen. Dragon are you willing to help out with this?"
"Of course Director, what did you need me to do?"
"I am authorizing a full investigation using any means necessary into this situation. I want every document, every computer , every camera in that building searched and checked, Armsmaster I want you to head down there and secure the site, if any one so much as sets foot in that school before we are done I want them held for questioning.
According to Hebert she was in that locker since Friday afternoon. Druid pointed out there was damage enough to her heart that she likely had a heart attack while she was in there.
Get a full Hazmat team over to the site go over it with a fine tooth comb, run out any local police as well, this is now a cape matter. I want to know EVERYTHING before her father gets here with whatever folders she asked him to bring with him. Dragon if need be, hack the systems in that school to get the files, also bring Mouse Protector along as well bring her up on the situation and if any one shows up tell her that she gets to the be the one to question them."
"You want Mouse Protector to interrogate people?" Armsmaster sucked in a breath.
"Director that is a violation of the Sommor's Rock treaty."
"Did I sign it?"
"No. Director meadows did." Dragon offered
"And she's dead. Also if Mouse Protector suggests something, check it out, I want a by the book, and off the wall investigation into this until I find the truth and I especially want to find out who and how this happened. I want some ones head for this Armsmaster. Figuratively or literally at this point. Keep me updated on what you find, but get out there as soon as you can, there's a squad there now for backup if you need it an forensics will accompany you."
"Yes Director."
[January,21 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, Wards Area, PRT building. 10:15 pm.]
"Explain." Director Piggot stated her gaze shifting between the snarling visage of Taylor Hebert frozen in place at Clockblocker's touch and the collapsed heap of Shadow Stalker on the floor where Druid had gotten to her before she could counter attack, though there was a crossbow bolt stuck in the roof, it did seem the tranq type at least.
A squad of troopers, a medical team, and Miss Militia stood in the room , though there didn't seem to be a point as Clockblocker kept his hand on Taylor's arm to freeze her if she moved and Druid was on standby over Shadow Stalker, who had a temporary mask put on her face for some reason, her normal one was on the floor across the room.
"They know each other, " Druid explained.
"And clearly they are not friends." Clockblocker added. "So that really is proof that she knows Stalker."
"Druid, Militia, take Shadow Stalker down to medical and keep her there. Clockblocker step back once they're out and get clear, everyone else be ready to foam her if she remains hostile." Emily Piggot sighed and the mentioned trio moved out along with the medical team with Stalker. "Hopefully her father will be here soon."
"If you don't mind director I'm going to sit over there actually. If she comes out of this and is surrounded by faceless minions armed to the teeth she might have more issue." Clockblocker offered. "She at least knows I'm friendly and if she does come after me I can freeze her again."
Emily looked over to Clockblocker as some of the troopers grumbled about the 'minion' comment. She really needed to reevaluate some of the people she worked with.
"Right, stay back over there and make sure you are talking the moment she wakes up to calm her down. If she comes after you, she's getting foamed. This whole situation is a cluster fuck." Emily grumbled, heading back out of the Wards area as Clockblocker moved tot he far wall and pulled up a chair.
"So any one know any good jokes while we wait?" Clockblocker grinned under his mask." Or any particularly bad ones?"
January,21 2011 Saturday Brockton Bay, Wards Area, PRT building. 10:37 pm.
"... in summery Director, it seems the top of the locker row was opened as there are tool marks on the bolts holding it in place that were not there on the other locker rows and judging by the mess found along the top everything was dumped in after Miss Hebert was shoved inside the locker.
We found a step ladder and some tools in a utility room at the end of the locker row as well as some detritus that matches the sludge in the locker. Examination of the decay shows mixed results as some of the materials clearly had been left to rot, perhaps before the holidays.
The documented hazards found in the locker include but are not limited to, used female hygiene products, possibly taken from sanitary bins stationed in the girls restrooms of the school. Various food garbage, some of which seems mostly intact despite it all liking to the excessive amount of preservatives within, Mouse Protector has marked that as a basic school lunch program.
Basic garbage of varying types including shredded papers and candy wrappers. There were also traces of raw meat, scraps of chicken and pork with some beef and what appears to be deer going by my scanners. I have assigned several troopers to investigate local butcher shops, particularly any that may do their own slaughtering or work with deer during hunting seasons to find the source.
The bucket placed on top had several holes punched in it in order to leak the slurry of pig blood, urine, and various other unknown liquids and semi solids. There were traces of duct tape glue around the holes leading to speculation that the bucket was prepared ahead of time then placed in the top for a slow leak onto the victim."
"Would you say this was premeditated?"
"Without a shadow of a doubt Director." Armsmaster growled. "We have also detained two employees of the school, a Miss Clauson who is the secretary of Principal Blackwell, and a janitor by the name of Lawrence Jacobs. The former refuses to speak without a lawyer, the latter has happily complained about being called in on his day off to clean up a row of lockers on Blackwell's orders. "
"Has Dragon found anything?"
"Not about Miss Hebert, something that in itself is odd. There are no records at all of anything save her enrollment at the school. She does not even have any grades or test scores on record, no vaccination information or anything else one would expect.
Only that she is here and her emergency contact information for an Annette Hebert. If she were to finish school, or try and transfer there would be no records of anything for her to even apply for a college program or to transfer to a new school.
Dragon says she is hardly the only one without any records kept. In fact the only records that Dragon has found in the database that seem complete are for the various sports teams the school has, nothing for any outstanding academics and only a few other students have any sort of a complete record.
There is something odd with the records keeping here, I have a team going through all the paper records as well. I have also suggested Dragon look into the schools financial records, there is no way that this place has passed any safety checks, many of the doors and windows do not lock or even close properly, and the basic level of hygiene in the school leads me to wonder what Mr. Jacobs even does around the school. "
"Lovely. I knew I didn't like the look of the place when we moved here."
"It seems far worse than that. If this is the state of education in the bay then it is small wonder so many join the gangs." Armsmaster growled. "Without a proper learning environment how can any one progress to a productive member of society?"
Director Piggot hummed at that before she froze and frowned as something occurred to her. "Understood Armsmaster, keep me informed of anything else."
"Yes Director." Armsmaster offered before hanging up.
Emily turned her chair to the computer and brought up a few files finding the one she was looking for.
"Agent Lawrence Brich." Emily muttered. "You were in that school for a year and never reported any issues... Transfer request? Immediately after Hess was moved too. Thank the stars for a paperwork snarl that prevented that. The paperwork for a investigation transfer from another branch would have been annoying."
Picking up the phone again Emily tapped in another number.
After one ring it was picked up and a angry sounding voice answered. "You're going to have to inform my wife why I'm late for dinner director." Major Kaisur growled.
"Major if shit is hitting the fan in the way I think it is, when it's all said and done I expect your wife will be more mad there wasn't more shooting. " Emily stated. "I need you to get a team together and track down Agent Lawrence Birch, there are a large number of questions I need to ask him and he seems to be a flight risk."
"Black bag op?"
"No, just escort him here and throw him in a M/S cell, inform him of nothing and don't give him time to talk to any one or gather anything, if you rip him out of bed so much the better."
"Sure hope he doesn't sleep nude."
"If he does have an agent grab him a pair of pants, but he doesn't touch ANYTHING in his house, I can get a warrant in a few hours, but I want him grabbed now before any one manages to tell him to cover anything up."
"Understood. I'll have a team mobile in five."
Emily hung the phone back up looking up as Renick entered her office.
"Three things director."
"Go ahead."
"One you have subordinates for a reason you do not need to have you fingers in every pie."
"Normally no, but this has potential to be a shit storm along the same lines or worse than the crap that happened up in Boston with Slayer, so I am staying on top of this. What else."
"Taylor Hebert has come out of Clockblocker's stasis and after a moment of some rather interesting effects with insects has calmed down thanks to Clockblocker."
"Good, Shadow Stalker still out?"
"Druid has decided to keep her out until this is all settled, just in case."
"These Wards are genius. And the last thing?"
"Miss De'liss is running late but Danial Hebert is here, along with a rather large selection of folders in a box."
"Send him up to his daughter, put them both in briefing room six, get Miss Militia, Alucard, and Aegis in there and tell Miss De'liss to go there as soon as she gets in the building. Get me the standard NDA form printouts, the Case 13 print outs and a basic Wards package with data sheet 12 ,17, and 22... add 11 in there just to be safe."
"Might I suggest just having a portable printer cart wheeled in. Daniel Hebert is head of the Dock Worker's Union."
"A union man? Great. More cluster fuck. "
"It does seem a night for it." Renick sighed.
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