Andrew Hernandez/ Showstopper - TWIN CITIES ARMY AMMUNITION PLANT NEW BRIGHTON MINNESOTA
Tony Philips whispered, “Dude, we are going to get caught.” He was dressed in an Hazmat suit with an EPA symbol over the heart and back.
“Shhhhsh,” Andrew Hernandez said back looking at the crates and holding a Geiger Counter. And scanning the boxes. They kept away from the hot zone boxes till they came to the material that had been processed.
This is the stuff he said clamping a vice grip with a welded chain to in and heading back to the portal.
“They will kill us if they catch us,” Tony whispered as they walked back to the portal.
Andrew whispered, “I would be more worried about my Dad.” He would have also mentioned Wong and he worried about microphones.
All hell was going to break loose when the winches started pulling the bar through the portal. One rod weighed about eight hundred pounds and were almost fourteen feet in length. Tony had rigged three winches that would pull the whole thing through in about ten seconds, if their timing was right.
Tony stepped through the portal and pushed the green control button. Slowly at first then as the chain started to rattle then come under load, the bar started sliding. Andrew moved his right hand pointer finger to his forehead and held his left hand out like a fighting strike willing the portal to stay open.
The clank of the bar was loud setting off an alarm, ten seconds later the doors opened as a guard came to check the noise. There was about two feet of the rod left to go through as he pulled his side arm and sent a round down range. Tony dived for the portal as the bullet sized past where he was. He did not want to haze the suit punctured with that much radiation around. The bullet pinged off a steal beam back in the lab. As he beam clanked into he lab and he rolled across the floor, the portal closed.
Tony let out a yelp.
“They were shooting live bullets at us,” he said in a loud voice.
“You were not complaining when we spent the weekend in Vegas or went to beach in Mexico when we had a snow day,” Andrew said.
Andrew moved towards the rod, bringing up a magic circle. This one was fueled by the radiation consuming it. Channeling it into a cylindrical object that was glowing from the power. In an hour the rob would be ready to be milled into the last parts of his exoskeleton.
“Depleted Uranium, it is what they use to make tank buster and bunker busters,” Andrew said. It would make the arms, legs, and joints just about unbreakable. The guy in the suit was still flesh and blood.
There would be no trace of radiation when the feds finally got around to checking this place. He figured the two of them would be safe as long as his identity held.
On the lab computer the news of agents and mutations battling in the streets of New York caught their attention. Tony ran to grab his cellular phone. After pressing some keys.
“Shit,” he exclaimed.
“They are fighting at my old man’s furniture warehouse,” he continued dealing powerless.
The two of them looked at each other.
Andrew smiled and looked at him, “Remember the Dresden Files.”
“The part about running away is sometimes heroic? Your not Harry you know.” Tony said.
Andrew laughed.
“That would be my Dad. No, always be prepared and we are going to turn the Chaos up to eleven like Molly,” Andrew said.
Andrew knew that he would not be able to throw power like his father. He did not have his artifacts or cloak. That is why he needed the suit. It would allow him to keep up with some of the rough and tough people that were terrorizing everyone.
Andrew was not powerful enough to take them out. But he could foil some of their plans. he would get stronger but he still had a lot to learn. 
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