Scene: Debriefing Room, Brickstown PPD Station
Crimson Fury is the first to be notified via his connnections with the PPD. UV is likewise informed via Hero Corps and Windwalker is brought in simply due to the urgency of the situation. "Thanks for coming, sorry about the lack of preparation but due to that damn virus, we got a lot of MIA's in the Penitentiary roster. Most of them are certain to turn up sooner or later, a majority of them aren't exactly considered a 'threat' per se since most of the real threats were taken out by the hijacked security systems...so I guess we can call that the silver lining in this dark cloud we've been dealing with."
She throws a folder on the table, scattering images and photographs across the surface in a makeshift collage and says, "Whatever you were doing, whoever you were looking for...put it on a backburner - this is priority." She turns on a slide projector displaying dated pictures of environmental catastrophes - a flood, an earthquake, a blazing inferno. She remarks over the steady flow of images, "Back in 30's, before 'Brass Monday'...there was a particular individual wrecking his own kind of havoc in Europe." The projector displays an image of a profoundly ancient looking man wearing a hooded cloak and robes as she intones with a sense of hesitancy, "His identity is unknown, even apparently unto himself, though he responds to what seems to be a self-made alias - The Arch-Druid."
The projector continues to display images of wholesale destruction, this time more recent - an industrial plant collapsed into a colossal sinkhole, images of logging equipment bent and broken beyond any possible state of repair, a mining town scorched to the ground, the list of injuries and fatalities extends well into the thousands...
"It took the combined effort of practically every single metahuman in Europe to drive him out, at least that's what the current running theory states. More than likely, this wonderful ray of sunshine has been steadily working his way towards eradicating the source of industrialization he's so fond of destroying...that led him here, to the United States. Fortunately, his reception was not well-recieved and was one of Zigursky Penitentiary's first inmates, until now..."
The projector displays an image of a short, squat inmate with large eyes. "Maxwell Tillerman, also known as 'The Mole', was last seen digging his own way out of the Zig. We almost had him apprehended..." A video is displayed showing The Mole cornered in an alleyway he apparently dug himself up from. "Get on the ground!" shouts an officer as a profoundly ancient and bearded man wearing an inmate outfit climbs out of the hole The Mole dug. "You there, freeze!" shouts one of the officers as the old man raises his gaze...and scowls.
A howling wind can be heard picking up before the video cuts out...and the lights turn on.
"We were able to recover the video recording..." she sighs. "Jerry Lawson died of hypothermia, flash frozen...Richard Burnside is in surgery, frostbite all the way to his left shoulder...if he's lucky, he'll just loose his arm."
The silence across the room is profound for a brief moment before she continues, "We've contacted all divisions and law enforcement agencies including Longbow and Vanguard. MAGI has agreed to provide whatever assistance we may need in order to bring the target in. Records have shown no real collaboration between the target and any existing organizations, past or present, though his collaboration with The Mole has cast some shade on this. Mr. Tillerman apparently had a soft spot for the target and frequently came to his defense while they served their time in The Zig...so this collaboration may be more than just a matter of convenience. Find The Mole...and we're one step closer to locating the target."
"I cannot emphasize enough the need to take the target down as expediently as possible, seventy years in the Zig clearly has not cooled his disposition towards authority, or society for that matter. If Archie here throws a hissy fit...he could turn Steel Canyon into the next Baumton. Considering his knack for wrecking industrialized areas - Terra Volta in Independence Port, the Paragon City Dam in Overbrook, and the entire PTA has been put on alert. The FBSA is likewise chipping in, working with foreign agencies in order to help try and locate the target". She adds sincerely, "If you encounter him, call for backup...don't be a hero with this guy - we already lost two officers who tried".