Prologue
The year is 2039, thirteen years since the end of the war. Terrorist groups have gained quite the foothold in the world, and their activities make the evening news nearly every day. The big three of these groups, the Shadow Cabal, the Talons, and the United Brothers, have been meeting, discussing the formation of one large group, made out of their smaller ones. Recently, an attack was made on the British royal family by the Talons, and the British government is calling for action. The world needs heroes. And so the world is going to get some. The UN has decided to reenact the Sentinel Program, calling in people from all across the globe to become part of it. From former Sentinels to former criminals, they are in desperate of aid in the fight against those who would see the world plunged into chaos. The Sentinels have been called to arms once again.
You will all be meeting up at the main Sentinel Headquarters in London, England at exactly 12:00 PM, in the Meeting Room at the very top of the middle tower. Don't be late.
Location: Outside Sentinel HQ In Paris -> Inside Sentinel HQ
Interacting With: No one
"Ayeee," groans the pirate queen Jeanne as she takes a swig of Guinness in the back of a taxi car, "Are we there yet? It's hot in here and I'm runnin' out of Black Stuff to drink! And it ain't even that good compared to what I had!"
"We're almost there Madame Jones," the taxi drive responds in a thick British accent, "Just after we make a left here, the HQ will be on your right. Be patient, alright?"
"Bollocks..." she mutters as she takes another swig of her alcoholic beverage. Jeanne has currently been away from her crew for the last 4 hours ever since she said goodbye on the port of Rome. When she got to the airport, it appeared that she was late for her flight, in which she almost threw a fit. Not only did she have to wait another hour for the next flight, but while boarding she had her stash of Guinness confiscated by the officials. She even spat on the said official's shirt as she got on the plane and has been grumpy ever since. There Jeanne had to take a plane from the capital of Italy, all the way to London in just over two hours. By the time she got off, she already felt sick in the stomach and had to throw up at the nearest bathroom.
Thankfully, with her invitation in hand, Jeanne was able to quickly request a taxi driver to have him drive her to the Sentinel's HQ. As they drove however, she caught a glimpse of a nearby liquor store and literally begged for the driver to stop so she can get another bottle of Guinness. Now after fifteen minutes of driving, along with some major traffic on some of the streets, they are already approaching the Sentinel HQ. Compared to what she had seen in the invitation, it didn't disappoint.
The HQ was a huge academy facility, glowing completely white thanks to the bright sun casting it's warm hue from above. It had several floors, with a large tower near the middle. The front had a beautiful grass lawn, neatly trimmed, with hedges and flowers being placed in perfect areas, as well as a massive staircase leading up to the massive front glass doors. It is here where she will be working along side other heroes into keeping peace and justice throughout the world, and she, believe it or not, was quite excited. It would just be a little better if it weren't for the 'hiccups' in the trip. Thankfully, she didn't get drunk on the way there.
As they approached the giant staircase up to the HQ, the taxi pulled over to let Jeanne out of the car. "Well, here's your stop Madame. Sentinel HQ."
"Oi class ole' fella." the pirate responds as she gets out, "Thanks for the ride. Here's ye tip." Jeanne then tosses a dollar coin at him as she begins to walk up the stairs and into the HQ itself.
As she enters, she happens to meet what appears to be a real robot by the front desk talking to one of the staff members...
Location: Sentinel HQ Meeting Room
Interacting With: Jeanne
"Ah welcome." greets the robot politely as he eyes the pirate queen with his small single eye, "I take it you are part of the new recruits that have been invited here for duty. I'm Creatrix, Ex-Sentinel member, an engineer to be precise. You must be?"
Jeanne was almost caught off guard by this as the robot brings his hand out for a handshake, but keeps her focus.
"Uh," she stammers a bit before answering, "Jeanne Vicky Jones, lad. Pirate Queen of the Silver Jacket. Nice to meet ya."
Creatrix nods as he then focuses his attention back to the front-desk lady.
"Please welcome and guide the rest of the members when they arrive will you?" he asks kindly as he passes back the tablet. The front lady nods in agreement as she gets back to her work, with the two heading to the main elevator down the left hallway.
As they entered the elevator, Creatrix then happens to start up another conversation with Jeanne, "So your a pirate queen huh? Quite interesting. To be honest, I've only seen fictional pirates on television, as well as modern ones on the news, but I take it that suit of yours isn't just for show? Jeanne chuckled once at this question as she turns her head to the robot. "Ah cop on. And I take it you seem to be missing an eye too huh?" she replies back in a bit of a playful mood.
"I was actually built with a single eye," Creatrix replies back nonchalantly, "I take it you lost yours?" The pirate queen simply sighed as she looks down with a bit of a glum face. "It's a long story mate." she simply says.
By that time, the elevator doors open, and the two step into a room with a round table set up in the center. Obviously, they were the first ones there so they simply took their seats. Ironically, they didn't sit close together, mostly being Jeanne's decision to sit in the back seat, opposite to where Creatrix sat. Regardless, this was going to be a new day, a new team, and a whole new adventure. Things were just getting started.
