((Collab Post between Mass City and Letter Bee))
Michelle Addison was in her bedroom. It was nice bedroom but she slept in a larger one beftore. Right now she woke up it was a log cabin motif and looked very comfy. They were at the nice Aspen lodge at Camp David. Michelle showered and readied herself for the day. She combed her red hair and put on her causal outfit, tan slacks and red shirt. She walked to the other lodge called Laurel. Inside was all the various personnel that informed her of the daily going's on in the world. She was worried about events in the Southeast Asian coalition.
She also had an election to win.
But she was taking time out of her busy schedule to talk with Harper, a man she had tepid relations at best with. Never helped they were in a relationship once. But it fell apart as quickly as it started.
Michelle was now outside the lodge doing her unhealthy activity of smoking a cigar. Nowadays that was a political liability.
Agency Surveillance Room
Heinz Harper received a call from the President as he watched the mission go on, and took out his cellphone from his pocket.
"Miss President, what is it?" he spoke, although even without magic, he knew this was something really bad...for him.
"What are you doing Mister Harper? I mean what did you do to a young boy named Ascot?" he heard her exhale over the phone.
"My nephew? He's currently in my custody for his education, both magical and academic," Heinz said in his most innocent tone, although he knew deep inside that his number was up.
"You used mental magic or something similar on him didn't you, my...source in the Agency has told me about it." The President walked outside the lodge a bit. "Care to explain?" the venom dripped in her voice.
"It was a self-wipe, Mrs. President," spoke Heinz. "He saw something classified, and voluntarily sealed off his own memories of the incident." All which was technically true.
"Oh?" The president sighed. "I still want you to come here later today."
"All right, I'll make the necessary arrangements."
Later That Day
Heinz, after making sure that Amelia was safe in the surveillance room, teleported to the teleportation pad in the lodge; the pad was the only place not warded against such magics, and was, furthermore, surrounded by sentry guns and scanners, as well as manned by Secret Service men, some of whom Heinz had trained himself. After submitting to the necessary searches and mind-probes, the Agency head walked over to the President's location, ready to be grilled.
The President was reading a report on the Southeast Asia Coalition. "Sit Director Harper!" she commanded.
Heinz sat on thin air...literally; there was no chair underneath him, so he resorted to creating a cushion of air hardened with Matter.
The room got very cold. Harper saw his breath in the air, odd for the time of year. Harper saw the President's hand turn a very icy blue. "Give me a reason not to turn you into a Harper-cicle right now and leave you with a nice bow tied in front of Congress. You've gone around me, over me, through me, and under me. I am going to use my magic though there are those who still think it has no place in politics. So tell me why I needn't freeze you!" the president commanded as the blue trailed up her arm and to her shoulder.
"Because millions, possibly a billion, are in danger right now and I'm your best bet at stopping them?" spoke Heinz with false archness. In truth, he was really scared and guilty, because he knew that this was, somehow, retribution for what he had allowed to happen to Ascot. "And, this seems to me like a very big punishment just for letting Ascot see some classified material that he erased from his memory?"
Heinz was probing on how much the President knew.
She knew that that Harper was hiding something big, but what it appeared to be was on Mafia and SEA Coalition materials. Harper saw the blue rush across Michelle's face as her hair started to turn white. She place her hand and his shoulder and it felt like his whole body was getting cold.
"Okay, okay, I've been using him as an Agent because of his sheer magical power and potential. Also, he got raped by mafiosos and mafiosas repeatedly when he botched one of those missions and he mind-wiped himself to avoid the trauma - please don't kill me; take my job instead!" Heinz had this tendency to cave in around people he loved; he still had feelings for Michelle after all these years.
"He- he got raped?" the blue seemed to dissipate for a second but came back in a fury as she became completely blue with snow white hair. "I am gonna go to war with them SoBs! Hienz could tell things weren't going good when the president's clothes changed into a winter variation. "I got elected on law and order and they flaunt it!" Heinz saw her eyes, just white, no pupils. "I am, not weak as my opponents say! It's just crime has entered all layers of society." Harper saw the President in her "Winter dress" It formed out of the frozen condensation in the air and clung to her form. Her magic was ice based but the fact that she was one of the most powerful mages in the world made people wary when 4 years ago she ran for president.
Michelle put her hands to her head and calmed herself down. She was still blue but in an hour it would go away.
Heinz began to sneak away; since the area was warded against teleportation, he had to do it the old-fashioned way, walking stealthily away from the room, trying not to make a sound.
"You weren't excused yet." The president walked up to Heinz and grabbed him on the jacket and brought him in close. She then proceeded to kiss him. There was no cold though. No sucking the heat away, just warmth.
Heinz returned the kiss with passion not seen in his regular doings, letting himself become lost in the warmth of the moment, although he knew that it was dangerous, as, well, he could have compromised his job.
"I wish this could go farther but... we have a job to do." The president still had feelings for Heinz and she was mad at him for leaving her. Michelle was often appropriately called the "The Ice Queen" It was because if she got angry her emotions would cause her powers and magical abilities to go outta whack.
"I need you to figure out the mafia's connections in the government but do it discreetly." she asked Harper, her eyes were the icy blue he remembered.
Heinz nodded; seems like he would keep his job, after all...