Jason Fisherman- or as he was known by here, Agent Red. was quite tense. To capture.. even one of the I5 would be a defining moment in history. So many thoughts went through his mind. Was it possible? Of course it had to be. It just had to be! The reports, the news, the rumours... all of it was sifted here and it was made clear that these.. these people were 'human'. They were as human and flesh and blood as the rest of them. (Or at least as much as most are trying to stay human) Their technology and reputation made them something to be feared and often that fear blinded one from rational thought. Whoever Agent White was had recognised this and created this base to take them down. They worked on opportunity, and were limited by those constants. They were not gods!
To pass the time, Jason decided to look at the files of the other team and was briefed on how they were to operate here. Operation Resistance was quite simple. They had a stronghold here and specialists in every capacity. Jason was of course, their martial expert. Quick to understand tactics and anticpate the enemy, as well as form planning. A soldier and a leader as well as an excellent marksman. He pulled up the files of the others on the team, to understand how everyone worked.
He leaned looked over his desk and placed his thumb print on the scanner.
'ACCESS GRANTED'
"Access files of the team assigned to me." Jason requested. It was nice that this computer had a verbal interface. The future really was closer then everyone thought. The computer was quick to provide everything to him.
Team assigned to Agent Red. Jason Fisherman.
Superiors: Agent Black (file classified), supervisor: Agent White. (file classified.)
Subordinates:
Callsign: Agent Green. Name: Doctor Salina Ivory. Specialist in Biology. Military service: 2 years.
A list of her various achievements were then listed. Dr Salina was one of the best in her field but he did have a concern on her limited experience. Then again, that was a trait they all had here. For some reason their superiors deemed it necessary to have only the raw recruits here. Why was that? Was there something else going on? Something as dangerous as the I5.. surly they needed experienced people- unless- this was all some other gambit going on... He didn't know. "access Salina Ivory's Husband. What did the I5 do to him?
The computer paused a moment as various security handshakes were taken and the file presented. He leaned closer, tense. This was so very personal to do to anyone, especially given the presence of terrorists that could do just about anything to the human body.
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Name: Daniel Ivory. Husband of Dr Salina Ivory. Employment: Aviation Engineering.
Status: Has been compromised by the I5. Is no longer employed under military service, but may work in civil areas.*
Jason placed a hand over his black hair, deciding if he dare go into the medical records. The system wasn't against it... Heck he had to know the psychology of his team mates. "Okay... I'll... bite. Give me the medical report of Daniel ivory." A picture was presented to Jason making him arch an eyebrow. "That.. can't be .. real..."
He was presented with what looked like a young girl.. maybe twelve? Pretty cute, with blond hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in those hospital nightgowns... But the most glaring aspect of her transformation was that her legs were gone.. replaced by the tail of a snake. It was red in colour, with shiny scales. The girl appeared to be in some distress. He recognised that Salina was caring over the young girl too with a state of shock and uncertainty in her eyes.
"Uh... what..." Jason asked.
'Please state query again.' asked the computer.
Jason ignored the voice and started to scroll down. "They changed her gender, made her young, and.. turned her into a snake?" He bit his lip. These bastards have got to be stopped!
The medical report went into some further detail. Some really technical words, about semi-cold blooded circulatory systems, ovi-positioning- urgh he didn't really understand any of it. But he did learn that the girl had a long tongue. That bit he understood.
"What kind of sicko are we dealing with here," he wondered. Why? Why would anyone do that to someone!
He tried to dig out information on the terrorist. Everything they could find out about this one individual. They were quite sure he was male- possibly a crossdresser though. "Great.. wonder what the other I5 were like." Jason sighed. It was determined he was also likely the younger one, who tended to program with a sense of 'play' despite his maliciousness. A joker essentially. It made his motives very difficult to predict. Psychologically it was possible he considered himself an artist.. just doing it for the sake of it. Which again- made him very difficult to track. However it also made him somewhat safer since.. well... his changes were not quite as 'extreme' (then again, one man's extreme is another man's dip in the kiddy pool.)
He continued to read the psychological profile. "someone who believed he serves.. beauty?" he read in another report. "Beauty..." he said again. hm... well that's in the eye of the behold but there was nothing beautiful about a guy suddenly loosing his manhood and turning into a snake-girl! He looked again at that picture. It was.. such a shame. So tragic... that young child- er- man- "Okay.. enough of that," said Jason. He needed to understand their tech-expert. "give me information on Agent Blue."
ACCESS GRANTED.
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Call sign: Agent Blue. Name: Carlos Sanchez. Specialist: Reverse engineering. Tech expert on computational systems. Programmer. Engineer. IQ of 180. No known family, or relations. Hobby: Astronomy.*
Carlos was a brain eh? Useful.. especially if they could ever work out the technology behind the I5. He did note on his file one possible issue.. a clear 'interest' in Dr Salina. Given what happened to her husband.. hm.. well, it would only be brought up if it actually became a problem.
He was about to check more files when suddenly the lights turned red.
"Engagement in progress" shouted someone as he ran out of his office.
Agent Black was there, looking grim at the monitors. "We tracked him," he said simply pointing to the monitors. It all showed a building, just like any other. A hotel even.. "Room 303, of the Bell Inn," he explained.
Ground control had suddenly sprung into life. Snipers, helicopters, ground assault teams, everything was made to slowly corden off the building. Even the president was on the line.. Jason would have given anything to just 'listen' to his voice. To see if he sounded any different.. so many rumours flew on his change- but he had to focus. He had to do his job. In some ways this was just like playing a video game. "Schematics are now available. Room 303, I want a heat signal on him." A heat signal from their stealth copter was provided. It showed one man, in a room. Their target. That was one of the I5? They really needed a visual....
"The area is now quarantined... road blocks are established." said Black with his monotone voice.
Jason continued to carefully position the ground-team to all the major possible exits of the hotel. Each one radioed to him when they were in position. He also had a camera feed and could see exactly what they saw. If nothing else... they could finally get a video file of what identity the I5 was using. Even if it wasn't going to last long.. that in itself was very useful. It would be one disguise he couldn't use again.
"corridor secure." reported the Advanced team.
Jason watched it all through the screen as did all the others. This was it.. "Okay.. Detain and expect possible weapon fire..." he hoped that their new magnetic shield tech would work. "On three.. one.. two.. THREE!"
At once the door to the room was smashed down as the team entered in- and there was a flash of light. Jason watched in confusion as the image from the camera panned to the left.. and right, until finally rolling up to the ceiling. For a moment there was nothing else. Just.. a blank screen with everyone else looking very confused.
"Send in a second team," said Black.
The speaker suddenly sparked with the sound of a crisp clean voice. "Oh a camera? Hello can you hear me But of course you can!" said the voice rather merrily. Jason could see a leg now... "Yes, you found me but- I must now confess, I wanted to be found. I knew the military would eventually get involved and... oh this is just so -hard- for me to say. But the truth is, I don't really like military people. But I never kill anyone... never. Never never..."
"second team in position..." Jason whispered. "Target is at the doorway. Sniper if you get a shot of him, take him out..."
The voice gave a chuckle. "Oh so exciting! So you must be the best of the best of the best! GI JOE and all that... unfortunately I can not really let you capture me. For one thing, I know exactly what you would do with our technology. Is it not better for this to be in the hands of individuals rather then the state? You all know exactly what your superiors would do to YOU if they could change you in any way they desired..."
"The camera is moving," whispered Jason. "Why is it moving..." it didn't take him long.
"Ah, a much more befitting form for him. I do love the accelerator function. I mean, where's the fun slowly changing people if you don't get to watch it yourself? Tell your agent here to put what he feels on facebook for me, I'll find it. I wanted to make it so 'extra special' for him.. and well, for all of you too. All of you who are.. watching."
"Ahead slowly," said Jason as he watched on the second team go up the lift. It won't be long now...
"I believe this is what you are after," said the voice. Slowly a hand came out from the side of the camera and displayed some kind of wand.. or remote.. some unusual device with an LCD screen. That was.. IT. IT... was tantalising them.
For a moment everyone was memorised by it. Dr Salina zoomed into it as did Carlos as they started grabbing every screenshot they could. This was worth everything. Just.. they had to reverse engineer it. Even by a glance.. so much could be worked out! But then it started to glow. It looked like it was even causing some kind of interference to the camera as the image became fuzzy...
"What is he doing.." wondered Jason as he stared at that curious light from the video.
"Activating It..." said Salina in some quiet awe. She wanted to record this properly. "There is a small radiation spike.. micro waves.. gamma waves... about every wave possible..."
Jason arched an eyebrow. "What.. about.. light waves.." he asked. "That device.. it can't propagate to us through the camera, can it?"
Carlos blinked at the question and took out a scanner of his own. "I.. I'm detecting increasing microwaves in 'our' area..."
"Oh yes, keep watching.. keep watching..." spoke the voice.
"Shut off the screen!" Jason shouted as he tried to hit the button. "Shut it down!"
The voice was in almost orgasmic now. "Oh... yes." he whispered yet another flash of light came out so bright it shocked everyone. The computer screens all seemed to crack by whatever was displayed and people writhed down onto the floor. Jason groaned as he got up from taking the blast..
and there, right on his face... a P-rash.
Everyone in the military base, now had a P-rash.
