“That went well,” says Charlie as we sit
around the large table where we’re having the meeting tonight, “Nobody, but the
bad guys got hurt.”
“Daniel was upset by their screams,”
replies Lucy, casting a concerned look at me.
“I’m okay now,” I reassure her, “The screams
just unnerved me more than I expected them to. So did watching them suffer. The
worst part was that I knowing that I had caused it. It felt worst once the
fight was over when I could hear them and wasn’t focused on fighting.”
“I didn’t really hurt the men inside the
bank,” says Lucy, “Just knocked them out. I mean I could hear the cries of the
ones outside, but I concentrated on the fight as well.”
“You both did good,” says Charlie,
“Almost wish I was there, but I would have just gotten in the way and caused
more problems than I would have solved.”
“It’s not your fault the Bulk armour is
so big,” I say sympathically.
“Still,” replies Charlie, shrugging, “I
wonder where they got the firepower they had from. A single pistol is rare, let
alone seven, an Uzi and a pair of assault rifles.”
“You mentioned that to Inspector
Oakley,” Lucy says to me as she looks at me and she leans against the wall,
“Any ideas?”
“None really, but I haven’t looked into
it yet,” I reply, shaking my head, “But they shouldn’t of had that amount of
firepower on their own. I bet somebody give it to them.”
“It couldn’t just be a coincidence,”
says Charlie, “Only three days after your fight with Vistorix.”
“I was thinking that myself,” I reply,
“But we should focus on the meeting. The others should start arriving anytime
now.”
No sooner then I finish speaking, I hear
Sam shouting down the corridor.
“I can’t believe it you guys!” shouts
Sam as he strolls into the room, “You and Lucy took on Kendrick Hall, Kingsley
Edison and all of their henchmen this afternoon. It’s all over the news.”
Sky and James are with him and just
followed Sam in.
“It was more that we arrived at the base
when the police call us,” explains Lucy as Sam takes a seat next to me.
Charlie is seated next to me while Lucy
takes a chair opposite him.
“It was still awesome,” says Sam, “I
wish I could have been there.”
“No doubt you do,” I reply as Sky sits
next to Sam and James sits next to Lucy and opposite me,
“Any idea who else is
showing up. I know Helen is coming.”
“Vance texted me,” says James, “Him and
the Walter twins are coming should be here in a minute or two. I’m certain
Stefan is coming, but he might be a few minutes late.”
“All of us have got our names already
sort,” I say, “I’m Sentinel, Sam’s Lantern, Lucy’s Accelerate, James is Vision,
Sky’s Commando and Charlie’s Bulk. I pretty certain Helen is going with Gateway
like grandma. What about the others?”
“Vance mentioned
he was going with Bolt like his grandfather,” says James, “I don’t know about
Stefan and Walter twins.”
“I’m certain that Stefan isn’t going
with Black Storm,” says Sky, “But that’s a given.”
“So tell us about the fight,” eagerly
asks Sam.
We spent the next few minutes discussing
the earlier fight, Sam and Sky being the most eager to hear about. We stop when
Vance, Stefan and the Walter twins enter the room.
Vance Svendsen is of Norwegian descent
as the original Bolt and his wife were from there. His mother and her family
are English however. His hair is a long mangled mane of dirty blonde whilst his
eyes are a sharp blue. He has a particularly rugged look to both his body and
his facial features. The beard he has started growing helps.
Stefan Thornson on the other hand has
his hair both messy and closely cropped. He’s skinny and has above average
height. His eyes are dark brown, almost black. Like usual, he is wearing a lot
of black leather for some reason I don’t begin to understand.
Unlike the rest of us, he has had to
grow up being publically known as the grandson of one of the League and even
the nation’s greatest enemies, Black Storm.
It hasn’t been easy for him as it made
him a target for bullies and more than a few people were willing to look the
other way when he was picked on.
The Walter twins, despite being twins,
look rather different from each other. Kevin is very tall with bulging muscles.
His hair and clothes are smart and well maintained. Carrie is the reverse,
short and skinny with smooth black hair going down to her shoulders. Her clothes
are much more casual than her brother. Both have the same red eyes though.
The Walter family and the Thornsons are
two of the richest around, each with a few million pounds in their bank
accounts. But I can’t complain as Griffin Engineering has a couple million more
than the Walter and Thornson fortunes combined and the Sentinel is one of the
richest billionaires in the world.
“I can’t believe you got into another
fight Daniel,” says Vance, shaking his head.
“First things first,” I reply with a
slight grin, “Take your seats and pick your codenames.”
“I’m going with Bolt,” says Vance with a
big smile as they take their seats, “But I’m sure you already knew that.”
“I’m going with Multiform,” says Kevin,
“Due to my shapeshifting powers.”
“You know my powers,” says Carrie
quietly, “So I’m going with Night Beast.”
Carrie’s a bit uncomfortable with her
powers and you can tell. I’m not surprised given what her powers are.
Her power is basically turning with a
giant were-monster, a strong powerful bipedal hybrid of wolf and cat. It’s also
about half the size of the Bulk armour so it isn’t exactly small. And is most
certainly not the prettiest thing out there though I won’t go as far to say
that form is downright hideous, just seriously ugly.
“I’m going to go with Storm Knight,”
says Stefan, “If my powers turn out to me like my grandfather’s that is.”
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