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The lab was on an island. The island was several thousand miles from where any island was supposed to be. It was covered in lush green forest, save for a clearing to allow for helicopter landings. And in the clearing was a small metal shed that looked very much just like a phone booth.In reality, it was the entrance-way to a staircase that led down to a vast lab full of technology, some of it so advanced it seemed alien--which it was. Kree, to be precise. The dull metal walls were lined with monitors, control banks, and blinking displays of various kind, while cliche white-coated scientists roamed its halls with goggles and clipboards galore. Alongside the scientists were the security guards, ensuring no one came or left without authorization.
But it was not they who had spotted that someone had done just that---it was the telepaths kept on retainer by the funder and overseer of the site, Sebastian Shaw himself, Black King of the Hellfire Club.
And it was Sebastian Shaw himself who was going to address the matter.
Psychically guided to him by his assistant Tessa, the sole psychic he'd ever let even touch his brain, he swiftly found the intruder. But did the intruder even know he had been found? No alarm had been sounded, no accusations shouted...Shaw had simply walked up to him.He stood silently for a moment, and then smiled at him,
"Stephan. That's your real name, isn't it?"
Since it was only sensible he would have come in under a false one.
