[Story Thread]: MM, Act II: Operation: Justice!
“Mike Columbus has been keeping in touch with his mother and sister. The NSA managed to tap into his phone, and following that the rest of the cell’s too. We haven’t been able to crack the code they’ve been using, but we did manage to eavesdrop on some of their conversations. We know they are planning something big. ‘Operation: Justice’, they call it. The timeline for it is just before the upcoming election – within the next two weeks”
Price clicked on the remote to start his presentation.
“Cell is five members strong. All residing at the Brooklyner Apartments, downtown Brooklyn”
Click.
The picture on the screen is of a mutant everyone would be right to assume to be Mike Columbus, on account of him having only one eye. What Michael Thornton forgot to mention is that ‘Mike’ didn’t have any nose either. Or ears. Just the eye, and a giant maw.
“Mike Columbus. Callsign: Basilisk. We don’t know what he’s capable of, but if we can make an educated guess based on his nickname, then maybe petrification?”
He clicked on the remote yet again tp present the next member of the cell: a statute blonde woman in her late twenties. Athletic, lithe figure, cropped hair, blue eyes. Something about her stare was so cold it sucked the warmth out of the room even though she wasn’t present.
“Eileen Harsaw. Callsign: Phantazia. She seems to be the leader of the cell. Powers: unknown”
The next person was immediately identifiable. It was the portrait of Michael Thornton. Or more precisely, one of his many clones.
“Jamie Madrox. Callsign: Legion. Powers: Create duplicates of himself at will. We’ve met this guy before, we know what he’s capable of”
Knowing, however, didn’t make handling him any easier.
The next mutant to appear on the big screen was an unassuming man. Average height, unremarkable face. Black hair. The only thing of note about him were the huge lobster claws he had instead of hands.
“Randall Darby. Callsign: Shocker. Powers: Unknown. This guy doesn’t get out much, for obvious reasons. He’s still part of the cell. While we have no idea what he’s capable of, we should at least assume his claws are powerful enough to snip a human’s thorax”
Last but not least was a young man, not older than the members of Freedom Force. Blonde, and with a perpetual smirk, he completes the roster of the Brooklyn cell
“John Allerdyce. Callsign: Pyro. Powers: Manipulate Fire and Heat. This guy participated in the attack on the Diablo Canyon nuclear power plant in California. He can manipulate flames at will, shaping their form, increasing or decreasing their size and intensity. His flames are hot enough to melt steel in a matter of seconds, and he can control them at a great distance. Consider him extremely dangerous”
Price paused for a moment to give them the chance to process the information
“Question so far?”