???: The time has finally come and we know you all are ready for it. We will unlock the doors and then we will take down the government. However means necessary.
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When it came to the useless jobs that the Government so often assigned him, Elliot found it was more efficient to delegate those jobs away to other agents, or find someone on the outside who could produce reasonable results. Most things, in Elliot’s humble opinion, were not worth his time in general. He had a higher purpose, a plan, and the work he had to do to execute that plan was more important than keeping up this ruse of a job, supporting an incompetent government he suspected he could bring down with a few choice phone-calls.
However, when it came to his work for The Rising Power, Elliot was downright controlling. He never used indirect routes to find what he needed. He never let anyone else do that grunt work. He always made the call himself to ensure the work was done right. Even letting Clark set up his VPN was more control than he was willing to relinquish, using his own tech experience to create the network on his own, and calling in a hacker he knew to make it untraceable, un-findable, and, as far as anyone could tell, un-hackable.
For this particular call, however, he found he didn’t need to use his VPN. The regular Lake Grimstone phone lines worked fine, since he was calling the regular Lake Grimstone supplier. “Hello,” he said the moment the receiver clicked. It didn’t matter who was on the other end of the call, though of course he had his preferences.
Lucky, it was Diane. Diane was military, sure, but she bought her station using her Congressman father’s influence. Elliot, of course, knew her father quite well. And he and Diane had practically grown up together. “This is Sgt. Pells.”
“Diane,” he cooed. She didn’t appreciate it when he flirted, but he could be friendly without crossing that line with her. “Elliot.”
Her tone of voice changed instantly. Softer, more casual. He could practically hear her stance shift to at-ease over the phone. “How’s DC?”
“Muggy. And Lake Grimstone?”
“Cold.” He let there be a pause, like there would be in regular conversation. “I’ve got a shipment question for you.” It was perfect that he’d caught Diane, Elliot thought. She was high up enough to pass down orders without many questioning her authority, but also high enough not to know nitty-gritty things like when the last shipment had been or what their supplies looked like. As long as he could keep her from asking questions, this would go perfectly. “We’re short a set of titanium cuffs, the kind we–uh–need for our most special cases.” The people outside Lake Grimstone didn’t like to be reminded of what they were doing here, which suited Elliot’s purpose just fine. “Was that mistake on my end or yours?”
“How many’s the set?” she asked, voice going more distant as she switched to speaker phone, presumably so she could check her system. Fortunately for Elliot, his friend at the titanium plant had already supplied her with an extra shipment, so she would see the surplus. “We’ve got…380? That can’t be right.”
“Uh, my papers say 30,” he answered, shuffling the papers in front of him. They were blank, but she couldn’t tell over the phone. “That’d leave you–”
“350. Just right. I can check and see if my guys–”
No. No questions. Nothing he couldn’t oversee himself. “Diane, do you remember when my father was supposed to speak at that rally for your father, and he entrusted me with his notes?”
“Heard you got a mean thrashing when he found out you lost them,” she answered, a faint laugh in her voice.
Elliot chuckled. It was a lie, of course–he’d never lost any papers, but he had planted the memory in her father’s senile head years ago, and used it to excuse all manner of needs he might have. “Well, my boss here is stricter than my father was back then. She’s former FBI. Do you know her?”
Diane was silent for a moment, and Elliot held his breath. If she was going to persist, now would be the time. “You’re saying the mistake’s on your end? Typical. Sloppy work, Elliot.”
Never, he mentally corrected. She couldn’t know that, though. “My bad. Could you just send it here? Priority shipment? And discrete?”
“I’ll send a shipment. Can’t be more discrete than a top secret order. Rest is on your guys.”
Elliot’s guys, of course, could be bribed, unlike the Congressman’s daughter working in the military. It was good enough for him. “Thanks. I owe you one,” he answered, trying to sound humble and grateful. “I’m glad we could work this out without anyone having to get in trouble.”
“We’ll see if you still think so when your boss sees your screw-up.” With that, and no other small talk, she hung up. Elliot put the phone down, walking out of the office and shooting a thumbs up to the security camera, where presumably one of their guards was watching the feed. His part of the man was all set from here.
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Lindsey tapped her short nails on the wood table as she waited patiently for the government employee to walk into the home they had placed her in. She already knew the in’s and out’s of the Government in Lake Grimstone, considering they had employed her as a guard and she had been given intel from the members of her organization. It was silly of the government to have employed her, really, but they knew nothing of why she had really came to the town.
A smile spread on her lips when she glanced around the kitchen. A sign on the far wall announced the rules of the kitchen and and there were even beverages and food in the refrigerator. She almost couldn’t believe that the Government had put her, and the others in her team, under house arrest. It amused her that they didn’t seem to be threatened by them. She found it even more amusing that they thought that being in a house would stop them from doing anything. Lindsey couldn’t wait to prove them wrong.
Her dark blue eyes flickered to the door knob that was now turning at the front door. She sat up straight, her hands in her lap, as she watched the man walk into the house. He was tall, big built, with blonde hair and glasses. She knew who he was but only from intel she had access to. Technically, Lindsey had only seen him a few times in passing when she was a guard.
“Karlton.” Lindsey greeted him in a harsh tone of voice. She didn’t bother to get up to shake his hand, she knew that he’d approach her sooner or later. “So kind of you to stop by. I was wondering if you were going to stand me up.”
Karlton held a folder in his hand as he moved towards the table and sat across from Lindsey. He was highly aware of her icy gaze watching his every move. “It is my business to be here, I wouldn’t make this arrangement if I wasn’t coming.” He said as he leaned back in the wooden chair. He kept the folder in his hands, gripping it tightly.
Lindsey made note of his tense posture, letting an a smile ease onto her lips as she faced him. She liked making him uncomfortable. Lindsey knew that she was an intimidating woman and she made sure of it every day. She took pride in her attributes and used every single one of them to her advantage.
Karlton ignored the woman as he sat down the folder and began opening it up. The government hadn’t gathered much from the group of rebels and their flies were a lot thinner than most of the residents. “Ms. Mcdermont, let’s get to the chase. I’m here to find out more about you and your intentions towards this town.”
“We could talk about my intentions…” Lindsey pressed her lips together before leaning forward in her chair. “Or we could talk about why you think this town is so perfect?”
The man frowned, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he stared at the woman in front of him. “I am not here to discuss myself with you.” His eyes met hers, a glare escaping them. She chuckled on the inside, knowing that he was trying his best to intimidate her.
“Now, we have proof that you and several others have been trying to convince residents that this is not a safe place to live.” Karlton licked his thumb and began flipping through the papers in her folder. “You and your fellow members have caused quite the scare in this town in the past. One that shouldn’t be there.”
“But shouldn’t it?” Lindsey smirked, toying with him. “Are you sure who you say you are? Do you really stand for what you think you do?” Her stern gaze flickered to the papers he was flipping through. “I don’t believe you have any real evidence against me. Well, besides circumstantial evidence.”
"May I remind you that you came with us willingly, Lindsey. You are the one that gave us the evidence we needed the day you did that.” Karlton’s voice grew louder and he began looking through the folder more hardily. As if he was looking for something.
“You know what I think?” Lindsey asked as she slowly stood up from her chair and slowly walked towards the refrigerator. “I think you’re here because you’re intrigued by who I am and what I stand for.” She said as she pulled a half drunken wine bottle from the fridge. She placed it on the counter before grabbing two crystal glasses from the cabinet. “I think that you don’t like your job and you feel as if you are under appreciated.” She poured the red wine into both glasses before corking the bottle and walking the glasses towards the table. She placed one on the wood, sliding it slowly towards Karlton. “Do you believe that what you’re doing is right, Karlton?”
The man opened his mouth and then shut it. Lindsey could tell he was becoming flustered and she knew she’d have to strike soon. She could feel her power humming in her mind, ready to turn a vulnerable mind towards something to believe in.
At this point, the man has given up on searching for the paper in the folder. He is clutching the folder in his hand once more and staring down at the table, as if contemplating her words.
A devilish smile played at Lindsey’s lips as she took a sip of her wine. “What do you believe in, Karlton?” A simple question. One that he should know how to answer. Although, Lindsey knew he wouldn’t be able to.
“I–” The man practically choked on his words. “I-I don’t know.”
“Oh, but you do know, Karlton.” Her sweet, charming voice began to slither it’s way around him. Her power pulsating as she leaned towards him and placed a hand upon his shoulder. “You believe that my coming here was the best thing that could happen to the town.” Her voice was now a whisper. Her lips nearing his ear. “You believe that we know what’s best for the residents and that those in the Government are trying to harm them instead of make this a safe place.”
A shaky breath escaped his lips and his eyes widened slightly. “Yes… they don’t know what the residents really need.”
“That’s right.” Lindsey agreed. “Only The Rising Power knows what’s best for the town, isn’t that right?”
“You are right.”
“So what are you going to go back and tell them, Karlton?” Lindsey hummed, already satisfied with what she had done with him. She had full control over her power and she knew what it could do. If she used it enough on Karlton, he’d become obsessed with the cause. But she didn’t need that. Not yet, anyway.
“The Rising Power knows best.” Karlton answered her with a breathless reply.
“Good job, Karlton.” Lindsey patted his head before taking a step back. She held her glass in her hand as she watched him get up from the chair and grab the folder. “I’ll see you soon.”
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The concert was well underway and the entire town was present at the clearing listening to good music and enjoying the cool fall weather. most were singing along with the band when suddenly the music stopped even though the band continued playing. The lights flickered and then a voice was heard over the PA system.
“The gifted should not fear the government; the government should fear the gifted. We have taken their leaders and put them in a secure location. They have no power here, and no power over you.”
???: Your cover can not be blown, you are not a “gifted” and if the government finds out about you, you will be shipped out of Lake Grimstone and you will never see your brother again. Therefore, when the chaos ensues you are to discreetly go to the government building and get as many files as you can possibly get.
???: The Mako brothers are an unstoppable force when they are together, but we know that you have found a way to keep Eli Mako down. Keep him busy so that he doesn’t attempt to mess up our plans.
???: Rebecca, fear is a strong emotion that can control many people and make them do unthinkable things. Find the weather manipulator and let her feel what real fear feels like.
???: There is one person whose power resembles yours the most and her name is Jaime Martin. Keep her away from everyone or she might be able to cause more damage than we can imagine.
???: The Parrish kids get their strength from each other, but if they are kept apart then their worries and fears might take over. You, Faye Beckett, must make sure to keep them away from each other by any means necessary.
???: With a single scream everyone can come to their knees. That is why you, Tristan Miller, need to make sure that Natasha Foladare does not find her voice. Succeed and you will once again be able to see the person you loved most in this world.
???: The time manipulator, Summer Jacobs, is your target. She will try to stop you all from being able to leave this place, and your job is to make sure she doesn’t use her power. Transform into someone that will make her emotionally unstable. Perhaps someone from her past, she is fond of those parker boys, Max and Sam.
???: For you, Danika, a very specific task. Flynn Carver will help you track down Elizabeth Zhang. He will keep you safe while you use your power of illusion on her. Show her what she fears the most. Here’s a little hint: Show those she cares about dying at her hand. Flynn will help you with the rest.
???: Let your power run wild, Brooklyn Dane. You should not be contained, you should be allowed to use your power just like anyone else in that town. We believe in you and we believe that you will find the perfect way to finally be free, even if for just one night, though we do promise that this is just the beginning.
???: Bianca, Landon Miller needs to be kept entertained so that he doesn’t get any ideas of becoming a hero. Keep him busy by whatever means necessary.
???: You’re afraid of nothing, Zane Patel, so a couple of kids won’t be too hard for you to handle. Control both Aria Sutton and Oliver West. You’ll find that they are particularly close, and if you hurt one, you hurt the other as well. Use them to control their unstable powers and show everyone how the government has done nothing to help them gain control.
???: You say you want to prove yourself? Track down Elizabeth Zhang and help Danika Porter provoke her into using her power. Keep a shield around them so nothing can get in or out. Succeed in doing these two things and maybe we’ll consider you a more trusted member of our group.
???: Your job, Wentworth Frank, is the most important one of them all. Several hours before the plan of chaos starts, you are to take Antonia Wilds, Isabella Di Maria, and Thomas Patterson to a safe place, where no one can find them. With your power, we feel as if that will not be hard for you. After you have done that, you are to go find Joseph Fender and Maxwell Parker and take them to the safe place as well. Once that is finished, you have to make sure that they stay put. We can’t have them running around messing everything up, now, can we?
