Party By Myself | Biggest, The Best | Dark Places | One For The Money | Wrong Side Of Heaven | S.C.A.V.A.
The sound of heavy metal blast doors grinding to open echoed around. Dr. Marcus Fisher waited at the doors, his hand firmly gripping the head of his cane. Today was the day. General Howard had finally assigned a supervisor. Though he would have preferred a more.....stable operative for their supervisor, but he trusts the general's decision, he has no choice in the manner. As a couple of agents led Elizabeth Dalton towards him, he ajusted his tie, and glasses, as he wished to make the best impression possible. "Ah, Miss Dalton. I trust the ride over was pleasent." He greeted her as he held out his hand to shake her's.
"That will be all gentlemen." He ordered to her escort of agents. They looked at each other, and back at their boss, obviously unsure about leaving him alone with her. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." He reassured them as he dismissed them. Once they left Marcus turned around, and began hobbling the opposite direction. "Come with me Miss Dalton, I'll introduce you to the patients." He made it a point not to refer to the team as prisoners. He slowly showed her around the huge base, taking her directly to the cell areas.
They came upon a long, white hallway with several two-way mirrors that peered into the cells of the team. Those on the outside could see them, but they couldn't see who was on the outside. "These are our patients Miss Dalton." He stated as he led her down the hallway. The cells were somewhat large, being the size of a normal college dorm room, and the patients are allowed a few personal items to their liking.
"Our first subject, Mr. Cole Erickson, AKA Fear." He said as he tapped the tip of his cane against Cole's cell glass. "Mr. Erickson has the ability to inflict intense fear upon his victims." He explained. "Mr. Erickson is clinically insane, and has no memory of who he was before he took up the fear persona. But, he is still highly intelligent at the same time. He is prone to violent outbursts as well. Approach with caution, but I suspect you can handle him." He finished, and then moved onto the next cell.
He tapped his cane on Leon Smythe's cell next. "Mr. Leon Smythe, AKA Stain." He explained. "Mr. Smythe is one of our less violent patients. He merely suffers from extreme impulse control issues, and mild narcissism. He is able to generate a corrosive slime of unknown make. He has very limited control over his abilities, and is very untrained in it." He wobbled over to the next cell in the line once he was finished.
"Miss Faith Mackenzie, AKA Furie." He introduced as he once more tapped on the glass. "Miss Mackenzie is a...unique case. Miss Mackenzie is able to manipulate Ley Lines, being able to do a varity of things from telekinesis, energy blasts, and energy constructs. She is prone to nasty mood swings, and is generally disinterested in most things." He explained. He then moved on to the next.
"Miss Wong Lian Hui, AKA Aconitum." Once more he tapped on the glass. "Miss Wong is a world class assassin, and saboteur, with posions her area of expertise. She is able to control the rate of plant growth, and it's life. She is quite the chemist, and is very knowledgeable about posions. She is rather distant, and detacted from others, being rather emotionless." He then moved onto the next one.
"Next is Miss Katelyn Takumi, AKA Reaper." His cane smacked against the glass once again. "Miss Takumi is able to teleport, summon forth great energy, and the most fascinating to me is that she can predict the probabilities of differnt situations. She can be somewhat childish, and has a stubborn streak to her. She has been somewhat less than cooperative with our reserachers." He then went on to the final cell.
"And last, but not least, Mr. Dante Cortez, AKA Black Knight." He said as he tapped on the glass. Inside Dante was working out, doing pull-ups on a bar inside his cell shirtless. He dropped down onto the ground, and stared at the glass when he heard the tap, looking straight at the new recruit. "Mr. Cortez is a rather unique case, one that on some levels is similar to yours. He is the government's first Super Soldier. His physical abilities are greatly enhanced. Don't let his appearance fool you, he is closer to my age tha yours, he's actually 82 years old. His aging is greatly slowed."
"Mr. Cortez has made his name as the world's greatest mercenary, and assassin. He is a complete sociopath, and is borderline suicidial. He hasn't always been this way, the Super Soldier serum changed him greatly, turning him into the man he is today." Dante moved closer to the glass, with a slight grin crossing his face. He leaned towards the glass, and breathed on it, causing a large bit of fog to form. He took his finger, and tracked a heart into it.
He let out an ammused laugh, and punched a large crack into the wall next to the glass, showing off his strength. "And...he's like that." Marcus then moved on to a door that was a little ways down from Dante's cell. He pressed several buttons onto a keypad next to the door to open it up. The door led to a large, open training area. The cell doors began opening as it released the team.
Dante walked out, and cracked his neck. He turned to face Marcus, and Elizabeth, with a sly smile crossing his lips as he saw the woman. "Oh, is it time for a conjugal visit glasses?" He asked as he looked her up, and down. "Hmm, she'll do." He said as he approached her. Laser sights began appearing on his chest as he saw the guards ready their aim at him. "Kinky." He smirked. "That's quite enough Mr. Cortez. This is Miss Elizabeth Dalton, your new supervisor."
