“That’s
cynical,” I reply, “I’m sure that some people who are behind it for that
reason, but the vast majority are genuinely good people who want to make the
world a better place.”
“That may be
true, but the people running the show won’t be like that,” says Adalbern.
“You would be
surprised,” I say back, “A lot of those behind the initiative have intentions
to avoid that sort of thing. After all, Sentinel Technologies is a major funder
of the Defender Initiative and provides them with a lot of their equipment. Other
funders, such as the William Enterprise and King Incorporated, are making sure
that the initiative won’t go rogue either. If anyone tries to use the Defender
Initiative for nefarious purposes, they’ll find me standing against them in
more than one way. And that’s not including all the other heroes you would help.
But that is unlikely and the Initiative does a lot of good.”
“So why
haven’t we joint it then?” asks Sky.
“Given the
League’s organisation and connections, there’s too little gain for the
restrictions we would receive,” I answer her, “Better to be an important backer
than an important member.”
“Wait a
moment,” says Sam suddenly, “You been testing Narszara’s limits right?”
“Yeah,” I
reply, confused.
“So you
weren’t kidding about firing a nuke at her face then,” continues Sam.
“Of course I
wasn’t,” I reply.
Adalbern
bursts out into laugh while Aunt Mary shakes her head. One of Adalbern’s bodyguards
rests their head in their hands.
“Where have
you been detonating nuclear weapons Sentinel?” demands Britannia, a dangerous
look in her eyes.
“Deep below
the base,” I tell her, “Nothing to worry about. Not only is it deep, but it is
shielded against radiation. None gets in or out.”
“You better
hope so,” grumbles Britannia.
“If it makes
you feel better, I’ll check the radiation levels of the base when I get back,”
I say before turning back to Adalbern, “Anything we should know about? Any
supervillains showing up for vengeance? Any heroes wanting to stop you for your
past crimes? Assassins trying to kill you over politics? Any bounty hunters
after the price on your head?”
“None of those
that I know of,” answers Adalbern, but he glances at the leader of his
bodyguards, who shakes his head.
That is good
news. Now just the powerful warriors of immense power and outdated versions of
law and justice to worry about. All three of them.
Adalbern has
mellowed out over the last few decades, I think, while Narszara will do pretty
much whatever I say so I don’t really have to worry about them. That leaves
just Sir Gawain. Hopefully he has gotten over his homicidal tendencies by now.
He has always had a lot of those.
So not much to
worry about as long as everybody keeps in line.
“So how is your current Prime Minster?”
inquires Adalbern.
For some
reason the other Leaguers look to me. I personally put it down to being the
most well informed and organised of us. Especially when it comes to politics.
After all, superheroes
have to keep track of what way politics are going.
But our
current Prime Minster, Allan Morse, is very reasonable when it comes to supers,
effectively giving MI9 orders to handle things autonomously and has no problem
with the privately owned League of Heroes as long as we don’t cause any trouble
and don’t overstep our authority.
“He doesn’t
really get involved in the affairs of the country’s superheroes so I have no
idea of what he is like,” I answer, “We generally leave each other alone as
long as neither of us cause any problems. Any I’m not really affected by the
rest of his politics as I’m still just a kid.”
“He probably
won’t talk about anything interesting then,” mutters Adalbern with a sigh.
I feel a
presence on the edge of my mind, a grand and alien force probing against my
mental defences.
Narszara? I inquire.
Aye Thariloth-Verigar, answers
the presence.
Narszara voice
rumbles throughout my mind as I lower my mental shield to let her in. Her
presence engulfs me. It consist sheer power and not-quite-human feel is rather
overwhelming, but I’m getting used to it.
I put the
alien, but not inhuman feel to her down to her people’s confusing class of
humans and her different context way of thinking to a normal human from modern
Earth.
Narszara rolls
back a bit as she feels my sense of being overwhelmed, but stays within my mind.
I send a
mental probe to her and she starts speaking.
I am with Camelot-Regent-Camelot-Knight-Eldar-Gawain.
He has brought three of Camelot-Court with him, Camelot-Court-Wizard-Evan-Gruffydd, Camelot-Knight-Brock-Mervyn and Camelot-Knight-Wolf-Etheldreda.
Narszara has a particular way of expressing
things during mental contract. I can feel her mild amusement at that my thought.
Which of
them have powers?
Camelot-Court-Wizard
is strong-spell-caster as per his duties. Camelot-Knight-Wolf-Etheldreda has
the same set-of-powers as friend-teammate-Night-Beast, but she is clearly wolf.
Good to
know. How are you getting on?
Camelot-Regent-Camelot-Knight-Eldar-Gawain is a
noble-and-honourable-man. With your permission, I will accept his offer to
visit Camelot someday.
It strikes me
that Camelot might be the only place on Earth that Narszara would fit in with
the locals. Curiosity and a sense of appeasement emanates from her.
Where are you?
While I have
asked Narszara the question, it is President Adalbern that answers my question.
“Gawain old
friend!” exclaims Adalbern as a group of figures come into view as we exit the
airport.
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