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Paradox Force #5: To Save a Doctor
*2 to 3 days after incident*
I'm not supposed to be here. This is all just temporary. I'm helping a group of heroes---no, a bunch of ragtag of misfits---I really can't think of a word to say it. My wounds have been better, thanks to them. I don't know should I even hate these guys or not.
My "team" is currently busy, either out fighting or just training and working around their own base. It reminds me of how I used to have a team like this around, but not today. The nostalgia rings in my head, until...
Noriko: You all right?
Cobb: Yeah. Feeling much better
Cobb: What are you guys up to now?
Noriko: Nothing really, either looking for information and stuff, Adrian is probably out for a mission himself, he'll be back but we won't meet him in the base yet.
Trent: (looks up from computer) We're running out of time now.
Noriko/Cobb: What?!
Trent: (serious tone) This is urgent. I'm not sure if we are still able to wait for longer. P.E. is going to hunt us down. Dispatch us. Mercenaries too, wanting a bounty for live capture. Luckily E.S.S. doesn't know much about this because we killed their men and too much conflict happened during at P.E's base.
Marc: (pops out of nowhere): And shall we get moving? You still gotta keep the base intact right now. Those motherf***ers are comin' after us! I don't give a damn about it and I'll have fresh kills just like Stallone! Besides---
Noriko: (interrupts) You'll get your chance. Cobb, when you told us about your story there, you mentioned about a doctor, right? but the person we are finding is kept in a maximum security prison. Without proper codes and hacking, we can't locate it....
Trent: (looks up at hologram of the doctor) I already know the person to find it, but you're not gonna like this, especially me. This is negotiation, you can come along but quietly. Things can get personal.
Cobb: Sure thing. We'll find this guy first, then we save the doctor. Let's move!
*Quite a while later, the team enters an underground lair, Spectre Blade, Teleshift and Cobb hide somewhere else. Only Blazefire walks in directly*
Hendrix: No. The deal is shuffled. I can't give it to them. You better well know how to handle this, boys. Check the payment first, before going out. Those are valuable goods, okay?
Hendrix's men: Yes sir. We'll have it right away.
Trent: I hope I'm not interrupting.
Hendrix: And what do I expect better from you? You'd show up right now?
Trent: Hendrix, I need some codes and hacking equipment. I don't have time for explanation.
Hendrix: Don't play coy with me. I know what happened. I have "eyes" and "ears" all around....
Trent: Saving a doctor. It's a high level prison
Hendrix: Coming to beg me? Shephard, my boy, you don't ask a lot often, do you?
Trent: Or have I? Is this too much for you? It's just codes and hacking! I only need permission for using stuff, you don't have to get involved!
Hendrix: (voice starts to rise) Saving a doctor from the big a** prison eh? What did I tell you? Never get involved in superheroics or agencies!!!
Trent: (voice also raises) What makes you wanna care about me? After I left, I went my own way. This time, I've come to ask for help. You're always stubborn! This is why you never change!
Hendrix: After all these years, you show up for help, and expect me for assistance? Who do you think you are? Who sheltered you? Who gave you a home for you and your dear little sister when your family were too poor? Tell me!
Trent: Getting personal now? You don't get to bring Drew up for this conversation. I grew tired living in your shadows. When I started growing up, I realized I would eventually leave, because your methods weren't right for me!
Marc: (pops out of hiding again): Alright you two, calm down for a sec will ya?
Trent/Hendrix: *still glaring at each other* Wait till we're done.
Cobb: Look, we really need the equipment. Both of you stop arguing for a second. Leave the personal matters out.
Trent: Sorry about that. Shouldn't have got you guys here. Are you gonna give it?
Hendrix: No.
Trent: Fine. Marc, do it.
Marc: *teleports*
(Hendrix's men pull guns at Trent)
Hendrix: What are you doing?
Trent: Breaking your rules. Never steal the compound's stuff. You always forbade me from entering.
Hendrix: *calls his men and pulls his guns at Trent* Stop him! Don't let him get in there!
I see Trent, with fire in his palms and his ex-mentor with his guns (I assume it to be), ready to lunge at each other. They start fighting each other. The place starts being a mess. Noriko comes out from another wall and beats some of the men, but not killing them. I use my power gauntlets to knock out some of the other guys. My technopathy kicks in and I shut down the lights. The whole place becomes dark.
Marc: *over comm and teleports back* I got it!
Noriko: We have to move!
Trent: Cobb, can you keep the lights out longer? I'll distract them first. Leave here first with the others, and get to the prison asap. I'll make my way out of here.
Cobb: *Marc hands him the equipment then gets teleported with Noriko*: Ok.
We land on the maximum security prison. Marc says "holy crap" when he lands.
(Meanwhile, back at Hendrix's undergound lair:)
Trent:*reignites a little bit of fire* I'm always a rule breaker. You know that.
Hendrix: There are consequences of when you play a role like this. I'll be after you, like how other groups are willing to kill you and your team.
Trent: I'll make them come, but they can't stop me. Call this a brief reunion. You never liked it when I left, or when I ever came back now. Worry about yourselves too. I always knew leaving was the right choice.
Hendrix: You know better than that. Prices will be payed.
Trent: Not until the next time, if I get to see you again.
(Back at the prison:)
Noriko: Well, if this is suicide, I'm in.
Marc: You never know how much I want to beat up most inmates.
Cobb: *clenches his gauntlets* Then let's get to work....
To be continued in Issue #6, the conclusion of this arc, which is coming soon! Would you also like to see a prequel starring Hendrix and a younger Blazefire in his early days? Comment below.
Paradox Force #5: To Save a Doctor
*2 to 3 days after incident*
I'm not supposed to be here. This is all just temporary. I'm helping a group of heroes---no, a bunch of ragtag of misfits---I really can't think of a word to say it. My wounds have been better, thanks to them. I don't know should I even hate these guys or not.
My "team" is currently busy, either out fighting or just training and working around their own base. It reminds me of how I used to have a team like this around, but not today. The nostalgia rings in my head, until...
Noriko: You all right?
Cobb: Yeah. Feeling much better
Cobb: What are you guys up to now?
Noriko: Nothing really, either looking for information and stuff, Adrian is probably out for a mission himself, he'll be back but we won't meet him in the base yet.
Trent: (looks up from computer) We're running out of time now.
Noriko/Cobb: What?!
Trent: (serious tone) This is urgent. I'm not sure if we are still able to wait for longer. P.E. is going to hunt us down. Dispatch us. Mercenaries too, wanting a bounty for live capture. Luckily E.S.S. doesn't know much about this because we killed their men and too much conflict happened during at P.E's base.
Marc: (pops out of nowhere): And shall we get moving? You still gotta keep the base intact right now. Those motherf***ers are comin' after us! I don't give a damn about it and I'll have fresh kills just like Stallone! Besides---
Noriko: (interrupts) You'll get your chance. Cobb, when you told us about your story there, you mentioned about a doctor, right? but the person we are finding is kept in a maximum security prison. Without proper codes and hacking, we can't locate it....
Trent: (looks up at hologram of the doctor) I already know the person to find it, but you're not gonna like this, especially me. This is negotiation, you can come along but quietly. Things can get personal.
Cobb: Sure thing. We'll find this guy first, then we save the doctor. Let's move!
*Quite a while later, the team enters an underground lair, Spectre Blade, Teleshift and Cobb hide somewhere else. Only Blazefire walks in directly*
Hendrix: No. The deal is shuffled. I can't give it to them. You better well know how to handle this, boys. Check the payment first, before going out. Those are valuable goods, okay?
Hendrix's men: Yes sir. We'll have it right away.
Trent: I hope I'm not interrupting.
Hendrix: And what do I expect better from you? You'd show up right now?
Trent: Hendrix, I need some codes and hacking equipment. I don't have time for explanation.
Hendrix: Don't play coy with me. I know what happened. I have "eyes" and "ears" all around....
Trent: Saving a doctor. It's a high level prison
Hendrix: Coming to beg me? Shephard, my boy, you don't ask a lot often, do you?
Trent: Or have I? Is this too much for you? It's just codes and hacking! I only need permission for using stuff, you don't have to get involved!
Hendrix: (voice starts to rise) Saving a doctor from the big a** prison eh? What did I tell you? Never get involved in superheroics or agencies!!!
Trent: (voice also raises) What makes you wanna care about me? After I left, I went my own way. This time, I've come to ask for help. You're always stubborn! This is why you never change!
Hendrix: After all these years, you show up for help, and expect me for assistance? Who do you think you are? Who sheltered you? Who gave you a home for you and your dear little sister when your family were too poor? Tell me!
Trent: Getting personal now? You don't get to bring Drew up for this conversation. I grew tired living in your shadows. When I started growing up, I realized I would eventually leave, because your methods weren't right for me!
Marc: (pops out of hiding again): Alright you two, calm down for a sec will ya?
Trent/Hendrix: *still glaring at each other* Wait till we're done.
Cobb: Look, we really need the equipment. Both of you stop arguing for a second. Leave the personal matters out.
Trent: Sorry about that. Shouldn't have got you guys here. Are you gonna give it?
Hendrix: No.
Trent: Fine. Marc, do it.
Marc: *teleports*
(Hendrix's men pull guns at Trent)
Hendrix: What are you doing?
Trent: Breaking your rules. Never steal the compound's stuff. You always forbade me from entering.
Hendrix: *calls his men and pulls his guns at Trent* Stop him! Don't let him get in there!
I see Trent, with fire in his palms and his ex-mentor with his guns (I assume it to be), ready to lunge at each other. They start fighting each other. The place starts being a mess. Noriko comes out from another wall and beats some of the men, but not killing them. I use my power gauntlets to knock out some of the other guys. My technopathy kicks in and I shut down the lights. The whole place becomes dark.
Marc: *over comm and teleports back* I got it!
Noriko: We have to move!
Trent: Cobb, can you keep the lights out longer? I'll distract them first. Leave here first with the others, and get to the prison asap. I'll make my way out of here.
Cobb: *Marc hands him the equipment then gets teleported with Noriko*: Ok.
We land on the maximum security prison. Marc says "holy crap" when he lands.
(Meanwhile, back at Hendrix's undergound lair:)
Trent:*reignites a little bit of fire* I'm always a rule breaker. You know that.
Hendrix: There are consequences of when you play a role like this. I'll be after you, like how other groups are willing to kill you and your team.
Trent: I'll make them come, but they can't stop me. Call this a brief reunion. You never liked it when I left, or when I ever came back now. Worry about yourselves too. I always knew leaving was the right choice.
Hendrix: You know better than that. Prices will be payed.
Trent: Not until the next time, if I get to see you again.
(Back at the prison:)
Noriko: Well, if this is suicide, I'm in.
Marc: You never know how much I want to beat up most inmates.
Cobb: *clenches his gauntlets* Then let's get to work....
To be continued in Issue #6, the conclusion of this arc, which is coming soon! Would you also like to see a prequel starring Hendrix and a younger Blazefire in his early days? Comment below.