Adam Black leaned back in his leather chair and twisted the black ring around his finger as he watched the screen in front of him. The superhuman epidemic was spreading and the first official superhuman team formed in Siphon City, but none of that concerned him. The key to the future lay in six rings. He was searching for those rings and the ones who would wield them, because they would be leaders in Earth’s darkest hour.
He had already extended invitations to five of them, but the owner of the sixth ring turned up dead in an alleyway with his ring finger chopped off. His people had searched the man’s home and belongings and found nothing, which meant the ring had been on the man’s finger and whoever had murdered him had taken it. It was a most perplexing problem indeed. The intercom on Black’s desk buzzed.
“Mr. Black your guests have arrived.”
“Very good Sharon, show them in.” He would worry about the sixth ring later; it was time to greet his guests.
Zell followed the secretary into the waiting room, not taking his eyes
off her behind until she stopped and turned towards him. She was giving
him a look that told him she knew what he was thinking and that it
wasn’t going to happen.
“Mr. Black will be with you in a moment.” she said, motioning for him
to have a seat. Zell gave her an innocent smile as she left the room.
Looking around the room, Zell didn’t see anyone he recognized until his
eyes landed on a familiar face from his childhood.
“Rith,” he nodded towards the blond haired man in greeting.
“Zell,” replied Zell, returning the nod. Despite growing up together, the two of them had never quite gotten along. They hadn’t seen or spoken to each other since they had gotten into an intense argument on their eighteenth birthday and Zell had packed his things and stormed
out.
Turning his attention to the others in the room, Rith began to wonder why they had all been brought here. He and Zell were the only males in the room. The other three were women, two appeared to be in their twenties or thirties and the other one appeared to be in her teens. The two women were professionals, judging from their posture and attire. The teenager, on the other hand, looked worse than Zell. It was as if she had been picked up off the streets or some seedy punk rock bar.
A brief while later, the secretary that had shown them all in
reappeared and motioned for them to follow her. Rith stood and followed
her out the door with Zell and the others in tow. A short time later, after everyone had entered Mr. Black’s office, Mr. Black turned his black leather chair to face his guests and began.
“Greetings ladies and gentlemen,” he said, getting up from his chair and walking around his glass top desk to stand in front of them.
“I am Mr. Adam Black the head of Black Ware industries. I have invited
you here to offer you a proposition, but that can wait. Please, have a
seat.” Mr. Black pressed one of the many buttons on the control panel
built into his desk and black leather seats emerged from beneath the
floor behind his guests.
Zell gave Black and then the seats a questioning glance before
shrugging and slumping down in the nearest chair.
Rith gave Zell a disapproving look, they hardly knew their host and
Zell was acting as if nothing about this was unusual. Why would a CEO
of a successful company want to meet with them? Rith noticed the others had also taken their seats. Reluctantly, Rith did the same.
Black seated himself behind his own desk before continuing.
“I’m not sure I know all your names, so if you could introduce yourself.” Black pointed to a blond male.
“Let’s start with you.” The man stood up and gazed levelly at Mr. Black.
“My name is Rith Sandar.” he said. Black nodded and Rith sat down. Zell waved a hand, casually, in greeting.
“Yo, call me Zell.” A woman with short, brown hair stood up.
“I’m Linda Shaw.” The two remaining women sat in silence, until Black cleared his throat.
“I guess I’ll go next,” said the woman with blond shoulder length hair, “My real name is Samantha Roberts, but I’m better known as Zephyr.” After a moment’s pause, the other woman spoke up.
“Call me Stoic Naid.” Black nodded.
“Very good, now the reason I have brought you here is because you each were given a very special ring by a certain young lady. I’m here to warn you that with these rings comes a great responsibility. A prophecy foretold eons ago stated that these very rings would save this world from the ultimate evil if wielded by those with hearts that were strong and true. You are the ones chosen for this task and it is my duty to prepare you for what lays ahead and forge you into a team. However, it is your choice to join me. If at any time, you are unable or unwilling to uphold the responsibilities of your position, your ring will pass on to another. Are there any questions?” Rith Sandar raised his hand.
“You said six rings, but there are only five of us here.”
“Yes, sadly the owner of the sixth ring is no longer with us and we were unable to retrieve his ring. Which brings us to your first mission, find the sixth ring and bring it back to me. I have already made preparations for a successor and put a bounty on the ring, but I would prefer one of you find it.”
Zell only half listened to what the man in the suit was saying.
~Man, this guy talks too much. ~ thought Zell. When he heard the last
part of the speech, Zell spoke up.
“What’s in it for us?” he asked. He didn’t see why he should help this
guy, nor did he remember agreeing to be a part of his little hero group.
“If you find it and decide to join, I will give you an automatic raise in your salary. If not, the bounty is yours and you are free to leave. There’s no need to decide right away, you can give me your answer in the morning.” Black pushed a button and a tall, balding man entered. “Jenkins, escort our guests to their rooms.” Jenkins nodded and motioned for them to follow.
The rooms were comfortable, each one had a twin bed, its own bathroom, a television, nightstand with a phone, and drawers containing a set of casual and formal clothing embroidered with the Black Ware company logo. After retiring to their rooms, the five of them dealt with the information in their own ways.
Rith walked the length and width of the room, carefully examining everything in it. Something about this deal made him uneasy, he had a feeling there was more to Black’s offer than he made evident. It was best to be cautious; he should talk it over with Zell.
Zell paced the room anxiously, pounding his fist into his palm. He needed to think and he couldn’t do it in this room, it felt small and cramped; he had to get some air. Zell grabbed his worn, black leather jacket and walked out the door.
Angelica Pratt, also known as Stoic Naid, was returning to her room after a smoke when a guy in a black leather jacket bumped into her.
“Hey, what’s the rush?” The man passed her by without a word.
“Hey, the least you could do is apologize jerk.” She yelled after him. When she reached her room, the first thing she did was to stare at the Black Ware uniforms she had laid out on the bed. She had already made up her mind to accept Black’s offer, but these uniforms needed some improvements.
The first thing Samantha Roberts did upon entering her room was to take a long, hot shower. She had just been about to return home after her evening patrol when two men in suits approached her with an offer that seemed to good to pass up. She had come straight here and hadn’t had time to wash up. She let herself relax as the water washed the day’s dirt and grime away.
Linda Shaw was the last one to be shown her room and was just about to enter her room when the butler, Jenkins, coughed politely.
“Is there something I can help you with?” she asked. Jenkins bowed respectfully.
“Yes, madam, am I correct in stating that you are a practicing lawyer?”
“Yes, you are. Why?”
“Mr. Black has a special request for you. Would you be so kind as to meet him in the dining hall this evening at six?” Linda nodded after a brief period of stunned amazement. The request had caught her totally off guard. The butler bowed.
“Very good madam, I will leave you to freshen up.” As Jenkins left, Linda closed the door and left to wonder at this odd request.
Amantha carried the small box into the park, she had yet to open it and the lawyers dealing with her parents will were annoying to say the least. She took a deep breath, she hated the city, but she had to come here for the meeting. Now that things were finally finished, she could try to find a place to recover. Finding a secluded park bench Amantha opened the small box and peered inside.
What struck her first was the assortment of different earrings, not one was the same, all were similar yet each one had a different colored stone attached to it, the small number of necklaces and, of course, her mothers rings. There were five in total, she recognized the wedding band and the engagement ring, but the others were unknown to her. She shut the box in mild disgust, and stuffed it into her small bag. The other thing the attorneys had given her was an address here in the city; she took one last look around and then headed off to find a taxi.
When the taxi pulled up, she exited and double checked the address, making sure she had the right place, then heading up the steps approached the front desk.
“I am looking for a Mr. Black, I was told to come here by my mother’s attorney and so I am here.” she gave the note over, and waited a moment, before she was directed to take a seat in the foyer. Taking a magazine, she began to read, waiting for something to happen.
Adam Black frowned at the papers on his desk; his company database had been attacked for the sixth time in three weeks. These intrusions had cost him large sums of money and proved to be a serious security risk. The hacker had already stolen plans for a top secret, high-tech, bio-mechanical suit.
His security teams were as confounded as he was and that only added
to his irritation. If his guests accepted his proposal perhaps, he would have them hunt down this cyber-vermin as well as hunt for the missing ring. Suddenly, the intercom on his desk buzzed.
“Mr. Black, someone’s here to see you. They said they were sent here
by an attorney.” Adam sighed.
“Send them in.” he replied.
Amantha stood when she herd her name and followed the instructions given to her at the desk and before long stood in front of the office to this Mr. Black, she took a deep breath and then entered, putting a smile on her face as she approached the man’s desk and sat down, giving him the letter from her mothers attorney.
“I have no clue as to why I am here just that I was asked to come and see you; do you know what my mother was on about?”
Adam Black scanned the letter before setting it down and looking the
young woman across from him in the eye.
“Your mother was assisting me in keeping an eye out for a special item,
a ring of great value. This letter says she left certain treasures of hers in your care, one of which may be the ring I’m searching for. If it is indeed the ring, I’d be willing to pay a substantial price for it.” Amantha looked at him and dumped the contents of the small box on the desk top, looking at him.
“Is it there, if so how much, I want to get out of the city more than anything, I hate it here, it’s to enclosing.” Sitting awkwardly she looked out the window, trying to take her mind off the there and then her mind was trying to pull her out the window to soar above the city, and away from the fumes of technology. She had a vehicle of course, but it was owned by the ranger station where she worked and it was as clean as any vehicle could be, but the petrol fumes outside had gotten to her. As he mind wandered so did her body and feathers began to make themselves known to her, concentrating hard she hoped that she had kept the lapse hidden, then her eyes caught the look on this Black person, and her heart sank.
Adam Black arched an eyebrow as feathers began to appear on the woman
in front of him.
“This is probably none of my business,” said Black, “but would you be
metamorph by any chance?” Glaring at him a moment, she finally relented and nodded her head once,
“Yes.” she glared at him further not knowing what was happening next and hoping that she was not going to have problems with him.
“What’s it to you?” her eyes never leaving him, and an almost impossibly long stare, as if she were trying to kill him with the daggers of her mind. Black shrugged.
“It’s nothing really, I was just wondering whether or not you would
accept an offer to join a superhero team I’m putting together.” he
said sensing her hostility.
“However, since you don’t seem to enjoy city life I’m guessing the
answer would be no?” asked Black sifting through the various jewelry
strewn out on his desk. The ring didn’t appear to be there. He was
just about to tell his guest when his hand brushed across a necklace
that was made out of the same material as his ring. He wasn’t sure
how he knew that, except that he felt it in his bones.
“If there is money in it, every girl has her price”, she looked at his hand, “and for a price I can put up with the city, but there are restrictions, and conditions, what do you want and I will see if I want to do it.” She reached across and started to put the items away back in the box, “anything you want from this?”
“I’m in need of someone who can get in and out of places with out being
noticed, mostly to gather intelligence. I’d be willing to set you up in a
place of your choosing, here in the city or just beyond, and start your
salary at around 12000 a year?” he reached for the necklace.
“How much would you accept for this?” he asked. She looked at it, and then at him.
” Add a zero to the salary and you would have a deal, 12000 is not even worth getting out of bed for, especially if you want me to stay in the city, a girl has to have some compensation for living in a filth encrusted place, but if you want to pay me by job, then 12000 base with 5000 per task with a minimum of 20 jobs per year, after I have a place customized, then you have a deal, I will even give you the necklace, don’t need it myself, the stuff interferes with my changes anyways.” she closed her eyes a moment, and thought of the job she had, and then what this black was proposing, hoping her high demands would put him off. She liked her old job, but the pay sucked, this way she had a chance to get a good wage and probably afford to buy small plots of land outside the city building up her own park, and private land area. Black smiled to himself, this woman was nobody’s fool.
“All right, 120000 it is then. Give this to the person you first
spoke with and they’ll get you on your way.” he said handing her a
slip of paper. Amantha took the paper and headed out and back down to the woman, she met at the counter and handed her the paper.
“I was told to give you this, now I guess you want me to sign some things for this employment that Mr. Black wants to put me through, where are they and what training are you going to give?” The woman handed her a sheet with dates, locations and times.
“Show up at one of these locations at one of the given times. They’ll
give you basic self defense training and run a few tests.” Amantha took the paper and looked at the list of training sessions and winced, sighing she gave it back to her,
“Looks like I am staying here for a little, how about you recommend a place to crash, and I will attend the first one on the list, get it over and done with, and don’t fear, if I ever get into a situation when its just me in there I turn and run, or whatever means is available to me, shaking her head.
“Where is this place anyways?”
“It’s a few blocks from here. You’re welcome to stay in one of our apartments on the upper floors if you wish.”
“As long as it has some access to the outside world I don’t much care, how much is it to stay here till the trial, I need to try and meditate this headache away, and no drugs seem to effect it so lead the way”
“Lodging here is free of charge for employees.” Amantha sighed, “I guess the rooms are upstairs?” she looked around for the elevator, “is it just chose a room or do you have a list of free ones?” The woman brought out a list.
“These are the rooms that are currently unoccupied.” she said sliding
it to Amantha. “Which would you like?” Amantha looked at the sheet and picked a corner room that had a small balcony,
“This one I guess will fill my needs, she slid the paper back and waited for the key card, and with a sigh headed up to inspect the small room, the elevator took its time, and she was sure that there were cameras in the ceiling, then when the bell rang, and the doors opened she exited, her small carry bag on her back she headed over and opened the door, fitting a do not disturb sign on the knob she locked the door behind her and threw her bag on the bed moving over to the window she looked out and down onto the city below, and let herself relax to the point that her natural form showed, her gossamer wings folded neatly down her back, she seemed to have miscalculated the railings height and had to get something to stand on, then fitting the chair against the railing she again rested her head on the rail looking out the slightly cleaner air helping her to relax, taking one last breath she headed into her room to practice her animal forms, sticking to those of the woodland she called home
It was early evening when Rith knocked on his brother’s door. There was no answer, which meant he must have gone out. Rith sighed, there was no use going out to look for him. It would be simplest to just wait for him to return. Rith turned and began to head back towards his room when he passed Jenkins and Ms. Shaw walking towards him. Jenkins bowed his head in greeting as they passed and Rith returned the salutation with a nod of his own.
Jenkins led his guest to the main dining hall, past an obscenely long dining table and into a small side room where Mr. Black sat in a leather booth in the corner. Jenkins bowed her into the room and closed the door behind her. Black motioned for her to take a seat next to him, after she had made herself comfortable he spoke.
“So I hear you’re an excellent lawyer as well as a crime fighter. How do you mange to do both so well?”
“Actually, my staff does most of the daily work; I just handle the major clients.”
“And so modest too, a woman of your talents is truly a blessing to society.”
“Is there a reason you asked me here Mr. Black?”
“Call me Adam, Mr. Black is what my associates call me.”
“Very well, Adam, is there a reason you asked me here?” Black gave an amused laugh.
“Cutting right to the chase then? I like that. The reason I asked you here is that I need an outside opinion for some legal advice. I’d pay you as an independent advisor, so you could be completely honest with me, unlike my pack of lawyers who are only interested in bigger salary.” Linda looked at him suspiciously.
“What about your proposal for me to join your crime fighting team?”
“It would not be affected, whether you choose to join or not. This is a completely independent offer.”
“I’ll have to think about it,” replied Linda as Black’s personal chef entered with two steaming silver trays.
“Ah, dinner is here. I hope you enjoy lobster.”
The street lamps had just come on as Zell paused to light a cigarette with his ring. Suddenly, a woman’s scream broke the still night air. The cigarette fell from Zell’s mouth as he broke into a run. The scream had come from a poorly lit alleyway, but Zell hardly slowed as he entered the darkness. The scream came again, followed by a frightened whimper and Zell lit his ring and flooded the alley with dancing light and shadows.
A man with ice for skin, and eyes just as cold stood over a woman cowering in fear. Zell wasted no time in summoning his ring’s power and delivering a fiery right hook to the man’s face. The woman’s assailant was caught off guard and hurled into the wall. The frozen felon stood, clutching his melting face.
Zell moved in for another punch, but stopped in his tracks when the evil eyed man fired a ray of ice from a ring on his hand and froze Zell’s feet to the ground. Zell cursed silently as his quarry escaped into the night and began thawing his frozen legs with his ring.
It was close to midnight when Zell stormed into Adam Black’s office, followed by an apologetic Jenkins.
“I’m so sorry Master Black, but he insisted on seeing you, said it was urgent.” Black held up a hand.
“It’s quite all right Jenkins; I wasn’t planning on getting much sleep tonight anyway. What seems to be the problem Mr. Sandar?” Zell slammed his hands down on the desk.
“I’ll tell you what the problem is, the problem is you not telling us exactly what we’re up against when you offered us a reward for that ring.” Mr. Black raised one eyebrow.
“I’m not sure I follow.”
“On my way back here I saved a woman from a man covered in ice and there was a ring just like ours around his finger. Care to explain that?” Black folded his hands and leaned back in his chair with a thoughtful look on his face.
“You are sure it was a ring like yours?”
“Yeah, I got a good look at it when he used it to turn my legs into icicles.”
“The reason I did not tell you about this man was because I did not know about him. All I knew at the time was that the former owner of that ring had been killed and his ring stolen.” Black paused. “I don’t suppose you got a good look at him?”
“I saw the left side of his face when my burning punch melted the ice. Why?” Mr. Black leaned forward to type on his computer.
“I have access to the FBI database which has information on every registered citizen, including criminal records.” Black motioned for Zell to join him.
“I’ll run the photo ID of every person in the database and you tell me if any of them look familiar.” Zell stared at the screen as a multitude of faces went by.
“There, stop.” Mr. Black froze the image on the screen and Zell covered up the right half of the picture with his hand. “That’s him, that’s the guy.” Black frowned and pressed the intercom on his desk.
“Sharon, have Jenkins wake my guests, including our most recent arrival. Also, make seven copies of this file I’m sending you and give one to the head of internal affairs.”
Jenkins started with the latest member of the team since she was not
grouped with the others. Knocking politely on her door to get her
attention, he spoke.
“Pardon me madam, but are you awake?” at the knock Amantha turned back to her human appearance, and wrapped a towel around herself, and then opened the door.
“I am here, can I help?” Jenkins bowed apologetically.
“I am sorry to disturb you, but Mr. Black requests your presence.”
” I will be down in a moment, I guess he will like to see me in his office?” not waiting for a reply she picks up her clothes, redresses and grabs the key card for the room, before opening the door and following the messenger
“What does he want with me now, I know the test isn’t now so… do you have any ideas?”
“I couldn’t say madam, but I’m sure he’ll explain once everyone is in
his office. Pardon, but I must fetch the others. If you get lost feel
free to ask directions from any of the staff.” With a slight bow, Jenkins departed.
taking her queue from the messenger she headed down to Mr. Blacks office, suspicious of him still and growing more so of the fact that others would be there, she didn’t like crowds, any more than 3 other people and she began to have, panic attacks, she would have to keep her distance and be up against a window at least, when she was smaller and in one of her guises she felt more comfortable but only in so much as following the lifestyle of what she became. Reaching the door she knocked and opened it, heading in and trying to B line her way towards a window
Adam saw her come in and nodded his head in greeting. The others
arrived a short while later and Mr. Black handed out the copies
Sharon had given him.
“Thanks to the efforts of Zell, we now know who has the last ring.
His name is “Slashing Jack” Jones, a felon wanted for the murder of at
least a dozen people. As long as he has that ring, the police won’t be
able to touch him, it’s up to all of you to bring this criminal to justice and keep the ring out of the wrong hands, but first we must find him. What do you say?”
Amantha looked at the file and dropped it on the desk,
“You will have to tell me what those rings do, and the necklace, what is so special about them and if he has one why can he not be caught by the police, I mean if we are to capture him what can this… punk do?”
Rith had noted the new person when he had entered and assumed she was there for similar reasons as everyone else in the room. Rith wasn’t sure he trusted Adam Black, but he did agree that the ring and the criminal had to be taken off the streets.
“I’m in.”
“Leave it to me. I’ll get that bastard.” said Zell smacking his fist
into his palm. Linda and Samantha also agreed to help, but Angelica remained silent
until Adam spoke up.
“What about you two?” He asked, looking at Angelica and Amantha in
turn. Angelica had no interest in spending her night searching for a
homicidal maniac; not to mention her ring used water based powers and
that wouldn’t do much good against a psycho with ice powers. She told
Adam as much and he nodded in agreement.
“That’s true, what about you?” he asked Amantha, “I know it’s sudden,
but we could really use your help.”
” I can help find him but at the moment I don’t want to get close, I don’t particularly like ice, but I am sure these others can take him down, let me study his picture, once I find him I can find his scent then things will be much easier” Adam nodded.
“That would be wise.” said Adam reaching inside a drawer in his desk.
He placed a small case on the table, inside were wireless headsets.
“Use these to keep in contact with one another; each of you will take a different part of the city. If you find him, let the others know your location and keep an eye on him until they arrive. Do not engage him alone.” said Adam with a stern look at Zell.
“I cant use a communicator, the way I will be searching, first I would be unable to speak, second, I would have no ears to hook it on to, I will work with another for this time, until you can come up with an alternative”
“Then you can assist him.” he said nodding towards Zell.
“I don’t think so,” replied Zell, “I work alone.”
“It’s not open for debate,” said Black, “now I suggest you get started. We’ve all ready wasted enough time here.”
Amantha looked at black, “look, there are a few things you should know,” I can look after myself, and I know I will be of aid, and believe me you will not even know I am there, until I find this person, if I do you will know it is me.” Addressing Mr. Black, “I will wait for him outside, just tell me what he drives and I will keep up”
“I believe a black Harley Davidson is Zell’s transportation of choice.” said Adam. Rith, meanwhile, had taken a communicator and was heading out the door.
“I’m heading out now.” he said. Linda and Samantha soon followed suit as Rith stepped out the door.
Amantha headed back to her room, and locking the door, laid her clothes neatly on the bed, and let her disguise drop again, then heading to the small ledge of a balcony climbed up and crouched on the rail, moments later she had shifted her form to that of a goshawk, and looking down, reveled in the senses that the raptor form gave her, then taking flight she circled round waiting for the Harley to leave the building.
Zell put on his helmet and sped out of the parking lot. He wasn’t big on the whole team thing, but he had gone along because he wanted another chance to fight that ice punk. Amantha spotted the bike leaving and followed it keeping her eye on its movements through the traffic below, and scanning around it if she could find a thermal imaging camera and give one end to Zell via a radio link. Then she could act like a helicopter, but it was too late for that so she just kept pace trying to see if there was any ice around.
Rith tapped his earpiece to clear the static. Black’s voice came through the earphone.
“Can everyone hear me?” There was a general affirmation from Rith and the other members.
“Good,” continued Black, “from now on you’ll refer to each other by the powers your rings possess. Now I’ll turn you over to your operations leader.” There was a click as a young, female voice came over the receiver.
“Okay, I really don’t want to be doing this, so I’ll make it brief.”
“Hey, aren’t you that girl, Stoic something or other?” interjected Zell. There was an audible sigh over the radio.
“Yes, flame brain, and from now on you’ll refer to me as Water, or Operator. Got it?”
“Hey, watch your mouth girl or I’ll…”
“Zip it flame brain.”
“What’d you say?!”
“Shut up Zell,” ordered Rith, “we’ve got a job to do.”
“Fine, whatever.” A few hours passed by with no sign of their icy prey and Rith broke the silence that had formed.
“I think we need to regroup and…” Rith stopped short as he turned into an alleyway and saw their man attempting to break in to the back door of a warehouse. Noticing Rith, the murderous man pointed his ring at Rith, but was too slow. Rith instantly brought up his ring and blinded his opponent with a flash of light. The man yelled and clutched his eyes before running off.
“Operator, I’ve found our man. He’s heading east on Ellis Avenue. I’ve temporarily blinded him, but he’s still dangerous.”
“Roger Light, keep after him. The others will try to cut him off.” Hearing the report, Zell rushed to intercept their quarry. Zell managed to cut him off at the end of a narrow alleyway. When the man saw Zell he raised his ring and let loose an icy blast in an attempt to freeze Zell solid, but Zell countered with a blast of flame from his ring which resulted in a thick cloud of steam. The man threw ice shards in Zell’s general direction, but Zell managed to dodge and let loose with a flaming whip that breezed past the man’s face.
The man then formed an ice dagger in his right hand and charged Zell. Zell dodged the blow with only a minor cut and managed to grab his assailant’s wrist and causing him to drop the ice knife. Yanking his foe towards him, Zell let loose with a fiery right hook to the man’s stomach. The man countered by icing over his hand to form a blade and thrusting it towards Zell’s face. Zell let go and barely dodged the attack. Charging his ring, he unleashed a flamethrower attack that
engulfed the alleyway and melted through the man’s hastily constructed ice shield and icy body armor, leaving him unconscious.
Amantha saw the fight and then circling down landed behind some trash cans and shifting her appearance back to her true form crawled out towards the unconscious figure.
“Do you want me to take the ring back to your boss, I had an idea whilst I was trailing you and it would be a mite easier for me to aid you in your quests” she tried to keep the fact she was without clothing from her mind, not wanting to upset Zell but in the end she would have to bare all as it were, unless there was a nice unstable molecule unitard lying around. Zell did his best to remain cool, he had forgotten she was along on the mission.
“Sure.” he replied slipping the ring off the man’s finger and tossing it to Amantha.
“I’ll just stay with him until the cops arrive.” he said jerking his thumb at the unconscious figure. Placing the ring over her middle toe she shifted back to bird form and took off back to the HQ, the ring was clasped firmly in her talons, as she circled over head, gaining height before she headed off towards her guest room and her change of clothes, she didn’t want to meet Mr. Black again until she was half way decent.
Mr. Black was at his desk when the silent alarm went off, alerting him to the presence of someone in Amantha’s room. Turning off the alarm, Adam had someone go to the room to keep an eye on her.
Amantha picked up the ring from the floor and after smoothing down the dress headed down towards Mr. Blacks room, the ring held tightly in her hand, she didn’t like the thing and would be glad to get it to someone else. Taking the stairs, she let her fun side out a little and was sliding down the banisters a little to make the journey go quicker. It wasn’t long before she reached her desired floor, hurriedly taking long strides she pulled up outside his office and knocked on the door. Black heard the knock on his door and told the person on the other side to enter. Amantha entered the office and ring held between finger and thumb deposited it in front of Mr. Black,
“Hot head stopped him, and gave me this to give to you, he is probably tying up the punk now and waiting for the authorities, to take him, I was pretty useless until the time he began the confrontation, if you want some advice I have an idea, if you use microtechnlogy or other means then I don’t care but either way I think it would be a good idea to make a small package I can carry and you can observe and direct me from, light weight and portable something an eagle or hawk can carry in its talons, gripping is easy as I lock onto whatever I carry but it would suit you and allow me to participate further if you want me that is” Black thanked Amantha for the suggestion and made a call to the head of his technologies department to have them work on Amantha’s idea.
“Is that all you will be needing me for, I would like to retire to my room and be myself for a while, I would also like to ask about these tests you want me to go through, but that can wait until after the others get back for their debriefing”
“Yes,” replied Black, “and I’ll be more than happy to answer any
questions you might have at your earliest convenience.”
Amantha nodded in acknowledgement and left Mr. blacks office, heading directly to her own room, there she cleared away her bag, and set the furniture against the walls giving herself as much room as possible. Last of all she set the do not disturb sign and locked the door, now she undressed, reverted to her natural form and stretched her muscles, legs, arms back wings and stomach, she took her time in each letting herself feel the tension ebb from her body. Sitting herself in the middle of the floor, she began to meditate, settling herself into a very relaxed state, her wings gently resting on the floor behind her.
After handing the criminal over to the police, Zell rode back to Black’s building and immediately went to his room to crash on his bed. Once the ring was out of the criminal’s hands and the criminal himself was in the hands of the police, Angelica ordered Rith and the others to return. While the others went to their rooms or other areas, Rith tried to get a word with Mr. Black.
The group of superhuman eco-terrorists known as Protectors of Earth were plotting their next move in their plan to save Earth from environmental threats. They had made great strides since Dr. Aquarius had become their leader. Hummingbird had gladly handed over her leadership role to him when he promised them he could help them achieve their goal efficiently. The other members of their group included those she had originally formed the group with: Emission, Fixer, Dopplebanger and Puppeteer.
The others had been brought in by Dr. Aquarius: Manimal, Enion and Gamma. Hummingbird listened carefully as Dr. Aquarius outlined the planned assault on the city’s major cause of pollution, Blackware Industry’s power plant.