Super Soldiers: The Gathering Threat
 

OOC: Sorry I didn't get around to starting this for a long long time. Hope everyone is still interested in participating.

IC: Dr. Ringen walked into a very quiet mess hall, carrying the morning's paper and a cup of stale coffee. It was dark, but he didn't bother turning on the lights and just let the glint of the television cover the hall in a blue hue.

He already knew what the front page headline would be. He could already see the giant bold words in his mind. He knew the tragedy of that morning didn't escape the public's eye. He was in the control room the entire time it was happening. A rather important orbital research station had been blown to sub-atomic pieces and no one knew what had caused it. He began to read the coverup-laden article. It mentioned fuel tank explosions, meteorites, anything the good old boys in the Pentagon could think up.

But, he knew the significance of this event better than anyone else. He decided it was a good time to wake the children.

Interface felt the reverbrations of the footsteps in the hallways as Dr. Ringen walked along.

Releasing his hold on the building at large, he concentrated on the elctronics of the building, using cameras to see what was happening.

After reading the article, over, Interface accessed one of the intercom speakers near to where Dr. Ringen was.

"Let me guess, wake up time? Hold on."

With that, he accessed the speakers in the rooms of the others and set them to beep loudly until the motion detectors were triggered.

He got up himself and got dressed for the day ahead

"Argh! Im going to kill the one who did that!" Zhard said as he went up from the bed and got dressed, he put a blindfold over his left and unatural eye. He walked out the door fully equiped with Sword, Gun and Special made suit that looked well with his right arm.

"Agh, what the fuck, man?!" Kristen said, covering her ears with her fingerless gloved hands. Suddenly, spheres emerged from her hands and surrounded her body. Then all was silence. Well, she could hear her breathing, but the sound waves were gone. "Whoa, I can block noise?! Awesome!" She said excitedly, and leaving the barrier on, she moved into the shower.

Raith is also unpleasantly wakened by the sound but, after a few seconds, he filters the sound out. He lies still for a few more seconds, thinking back on what had happened so far. Then, feeling clearer after it, he gets up to shower, dresses in fairly plain clothes of a dark grey colour, and has a quick breakfast.

"JESUS!" yells Xavier as he bolts upright. Shaking his head to clear the fog Xavier slowly climbs out of bed. "I just frickin fell asleep to! Well I these damn sirens must be going off for a reason." he grumbles while pulling on his clothes. Heading for the door Xavier feels his stomach protesting its emptiness, "Guess I'll go find some food and then see what the heart attack alarm is all about."

Dean jumped up on the ceiling at the alarms going off, he was already dress because he like staying reay for wahtever. He clung there waiting for his headache to go away and retrived his silenced pistol. Not knowing why the alarms had gone off he remaind alert, he turned invisible and left his room going down the hall checking rooms as he went to the mess hall, all the while staying to the ceiling.

OOC: Well, that's six. I tried contacting the others, but I guess they'll find us eventually.

IC: Ringen stood vacantly as he watched the genome soldiers file into the hangar bay once again. He waited for them to be seated, then began.

"You were created to deal with disturbances that would harm the public. But, what we had in mind differs from the mission you have been called upon to undertake.

Early this morning, U.S.A.F. space research station 01.B exploded without any warning. Its trajectory was taking it over North Carolina at the time of the incident and witnesses on the ground said they could see a faint glimmer as they looked into the sky. The reason I called you here today was not to find out if foul play was involved, we already know it was. No alarms, warning lights, or anything of that nature were triggered before the event took place. Your objectives are as follows: figure out just what in Hell happened up there last night and apprehend the one responsible.

I am not at liberty to discuss with you what the military was developing there. They only share bits of intelligence with me, but those bits are classified. All you need to know is that whatever it was would prove to be incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands.

If there was a saboteur onboard, then he must have used an escape pod to leave the station before it exploded. If so, it’s still at the bottom of the Atlantic somewhere. You should head towards the N.C. coast. As always, we are working under extreme secrecy. Do not let any U.S. soldiers know you are involved. Sneak past their salvage teams and you should be able to steal a submersible from them to begin looking for the pod.

We must find where this man went and who he’s working for. Details on the mission and contacts in the field have been uploaded to your APFC.”

He turned to the lieutenant in the back of the hangar, nodded, and turned back.

“Oh…but you didn’t think we were going to make you walk all that way, did you?”

A huge side door in the hangar slowly lurched open to reveal…a room filled with motorcycles.

“These are our newest model AV 32-20s. They are motorcycles built just for you. They come fully loaded with three modes, land, sea, and we are working on an air adjustment so it will eventually be able to sprout mechanical wings and take off. For extra speed there is a small solid fuel rocket attached to the rear. The entire frame is bulletproof. The small headlights in front, aside from providing great luminescence in the nighttime, fold back to reveal two 5mm rapid-firing guns preloaded with two 320-round clips. And for a finishing touch, each vehicle comes with two stinger missiles, one attached to each side on a fully rotating turret so you can hit things in the air as well as in front of and behind you. And, yes, they come standard with 20” rims.”

He turned to walk away, then looked back. “Be careful with them, please.”

"I will protect mine as though it were a part of me."
Interface stated calmly. He looked around at the others.
"Some of the files I got are very interesting, but the one that is relevant here is that there is a company which rents out equipment for recreational dives. Maybe if we rented equipment from them we wouldn't have to sneak too much of the way, only requiring stealth when it came to the crash site itself. Perhaps not even then if we are lucky. Standard procedure has them patrolling the area, but it is really only a display; they aren't concerned that anyone will every try to actually get into an area that they are gaurding. What do you all think?"
OOC: watch, my motorcycle will be the first to break

Dean walked over to a white bike and got on. Looking at some of the controls and cuasing the headlights to move in and out of place revealing the machine guns.
He griped the handelbars and turned invisible on the bike, making it look like no one was on it, "I like it".