Minutes later, I was running through the plan with Jaclyn and the Probationers. Jaclyn had heard all of what we had in the process of keeping the rest of the team involved, but she was listening in as she ran to Indiana.
Not only couldn’t I see her face, but I only saw one of the Probationers as he sat in the jet they were flying. All I could see of the Atoner was his red and white costu, the tallic gray of his exoskeleton, and the gadgets that hung from it. His helt covered his face, giving a hint of light brown skin and dark, black hair.
Even though Grandpa had helped train him, all I knew about the man was that he’d killed his team while under mind control and changed his na to the Atoner afterward.
“That’s it,” I said, ending the briefing. “As long as you wait to get close until after we fire and then deal with the chs and the True first, we’ll all be okay to enter the office.”
The Atoner nodded, his red helt reflecting the light of the screen. “You’re sure that there aren’t more hostiles in the office building?”
I shook my helt, “No, but we haven’t detected any. That said, we know there’s so kind of Abominator energy generator in the office building’s basent. So they might have Abominator artifacts and people capable of using them. Join us as soon as the warehouse is under control, and if you can scan the office building, let us know what you see.”
With a nod, he said, “Got it. We’ll let you know when we’re close. Out.”
The screen went black and Jaclyn said, “This is going to be fun. We still don’t know who’s on the Probationers yet.”
“True,” I checked the screens and looked out the window, seeing nothing out of place at either building or the cornfield around them. “Lim said to use them and the Atoner seed confident. Anyway, I passed them a temporary code. They’ll show as friendlies in your HUD.”
“Sounds great,” Jaclyn said. “I’m looking forward to going into a fight that might include Dominators with a guy who killed his team while mind-controlled.”
“Good point,” I said, “but I did pass on specs for a basic anti-voice buzzer to Isaac and he passed it on to them a while back.”
“Nice,” she said, “but I still don’t like the idea of working with random supervillains. Oh, and by the way, I’m about 100 miles out from you now. I should be there in ten minutes.”
“Great,” I said, and then we all sat there waiting, running through the plan in our heads, and listening to the comm.
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Vaughn’s icon flashed and he said, “Crap. I knew we should have co along.”
Text appeared next to Haley’s icon, “I would have skipped class if I knew you were going to do this.”
Other team mbers' icons turned from yellow to green, indicating they were now active.
As I texted back, “Sorry,” Kayla’s voice filled the channel, “Everybody who isn’t actively helping needs to shut up or get off the channel. We’re going to have enough going on trying to include the Probationers.”
“Go Control!” Cassie texted.
Ignoring her, Kayla continued, “I’ve set up a new channel for the team mbers onsite and the Probationers. The rest of you can listen in, but unless you’ve got sothing important, keep it off the mission channel, okay?”
In the next mont, most of the group’s icons faded out, leaving only Kayla, Cassie, Izzy, Daniel, Yoselin, Jaclyn, and myself. In the mont after that five more icons appeared. The Atoner’s had his na next to it. None of the others did. Hopefully, they’d tell Kayla soon. I didn’t want to have to address anyone with, “Hey, third icon from the bottom…”
The Atoner’s voice ca over the comm, “We’re about a mile out from you, hovering low behind a hill, but we’re ready at any ti.”
“ too,” Jaclyn said. “Blue and I are coordinating our first sweep through the warehouse.”
In my helt’s 360 degree view, I could see Izzy standing up and stopping next to the door. She gave a thumbs up.
“Alright,” I opened the door, “Blue can give us targeting information and after I’m done firing, it’s all yours. That ans the Probationers can move in too.”
Izzy floated out the door and it shut behind her. Invisible thanks to chaleon mode, I couldn’t see her, but her location showed in my HUD on the jet’s screens.
“Got it,” Daniel projected her view of the warehouse into my mind. The implant superimposed it over my vision, showing what I wanted to see. There weren’t more than ten people in the ch’s side of the warehouse, all of them servicing two chs that stood next to each other.
“Firing now,” I said, and opened the main gun up, aiming the beam and turning the jet so that I could swing the beam across the lower level of the warehouse. Of course, it wasn’t simple. I also had to pause firing to avoid hitting the support beams that held the structure up.
The result was everything a Hollywood scriptwriter might have hoped for. The jet’s main beam could penetrate armor and force fields. I’d even destroyed a battleship with it once. The warehouse wasn’t anywhere near as tough.
The bright white beam crossed the lower level, burning through the wall. Inside the warehouse, chs lted, exploded, and shattered. The human-shaped figures ran toward the corner of the building, a spot I hadn’t planned to shoot anyway since it would take down the warehouse.
Half of the warehouse now leaked black smoke through the holes in its lted and shattered walls. Fire alarms rang out, beeping at a volu we could hear through the jet’s armor.
Izzy flew in, a blue blur. Jaclyn ran from wherever she’d been waiting, jumping into the air and flying half a block to land in front of the smoking walls.
Well, we’d started it now.
As that thought went through my head, new nas appeared next to the Probationer’s icons—Ape Nasty, Mistress Madness, Dr. Transylvania, and Lone Eagle. Noticing the last na, I rembered Morgan Spitz-White, the woman in the Eagle suit that I’d fought in Rook’s lair and interrogated before fighting The Thing That Eats.
She wouldn’t tell us about the deal her lawyers made with the governnt back then. I should have guessed.
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