Flock Rescue, a Maximum Ride RP

I was sitting in my desk scanning the news feeds for anything of interest.  Things were pretty quiet on the front line.  Since my recruitment 2 months ago, I was cooped up at the SHIELD in what is a sort of "sentry duty" scanning for potential threats.  Although I have passed my training, I had not been sent on a single mission and I was yearning for some adrenaline action.

There was not a single incident of attacks from Loki or any of the other villains, which was very suspicious.  In addition, General Fury had gone missing.  I have asked around Agent Oliver, my recruiting officer, and Mrs. Maria Hill, the second in command, but neither of them had heard about him.

While I was looking at the screen trawling through the funny YouTube videos on cats, suddenly, a small popup at the corner of the screen flashed.  I maximize the window.  The web crawler I have set to find out other experiments like me had flagged something interesting.  The crawler picked up the words "avian," "hybrid," and "experiment" being mentioned on a shady underground forums.  I clicked on the link and it loads up the thread saying they have 5 avian-human hybrid for sale to the highest bidder: Experiment #665 Series A, Experiment #666 Series A, Experiment #667 Series A, Experiment #668 Series A, Experiment #669 Series A.  In what is dubbed "The Angel Experiment," this was Itexicon's first successful attempt in human-animal hybrids.

Itexicon… Itexicon, I thought, where have I heard that name?  The name "Itexicon" seems really, really familiar to me.

Suddenly a bell rang in my head.  Itexicon was the name of the company behind the lab I escaped from.  It was stamped everywhere, from the uniform of the people working at the labs to the equipments.

The word triggered the painful memory of me being kept in a cage and subjected to various painful experiments.  I feel myself short of breath and gasping for air.

Keep it together Max, I told myself.  I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

When I was at The School, the lab where I was "developed," I heard the other lab technicians mentioning other experiments.  However, at that time I was heavily sedated that I barely knew what was going on.  I was in a sort of dream like state.

I scanned the thread and according to the thread, the auction being held at The Institute for Higher Living at 118 New Street Avenue, New York.  These experiments would be demoed and sold to the highest bidder.

The news got me quite excited.  There are like me.  And I had to rescue them from captivity.

I printed out the forum thread.  Then I went to knock on Agent Oliver's door.

"Come in," she replied.

"Agent Oliver," I said, "I discovered the news that there are other experiments like me and I want to free them.  Is there any way you can authorize a mission for me?  I know this is of short notice."

"Max, I'm sorry, but I can't surprise missions, it's not within the remit if my position.  However, take these forms and go to the assignments department," she replied.  "Tell them I sent you."

"Who?" I said.

Agent Oliver looks at the duty rosters before responding, "Agent Whitman should be on duty right now.  He'll be able to approve it."

"Right, so where is this department located?  SHIELD is a really large building and it is very easy to get lost!" I replied, emphasizing on the word very.

"Take the elevator at the end of the corridors to the 4th floor.  Take the second corridor on the right and it's the left 2nd door," she answered.

"Okey dokey," I said and headed out.

I followed the direction given by Agent Oliver to a nice tidy office.  In the office sat a rather young man and beside him stood General Fury.

"Agent Ride.  I'm approving your mission.  They can't do such thing as sell them. we'll make sure that Itexicon pays for their actions," General Fury said.

"Thank you for approving such the mission on such short notice," I replied fidgeting.

"Very welcome.  The department has to contact me first, and since Agent Oliver sent you there.  Your 'message' came to me first.  The assignment department has to send me the assignments especially the assignments other agents want."

"Oh my god," I said excitedly, "General Fury, sir, you're back!  You were gone for two months! "

"I had to.  I had something very important to do," he replied.

"It's just good to see you again.  I thought you were dead."

A small smile appears on his lips.  "Me?  Dead?" he said, "Oh, don't worry about that Agent Ride.  I know how to take care of myself.  I'm the director of SHIELD.  I know a lot of things, but know a lot of hiding places too if anything happens "

"So what would be the best course of action?" I asked

"To free others like you?" he replied " We'll send a team there, attack when they at least expect."

"You'll come from behind and free the experiments," he continued, "Since they'll be scared, try to explain that you're one of them, and that we came to free them as fast as you can.  We'll have no time for talking.  We'll free them and capture the sellers to get info.  But the experiments have to come with us too.  We'll have to run some tests on them."

"Will you be involved General Fury? Or am I to lead the whole operation?" I asked.

"Although you are new here, you know the place better than any of us so I'm putting you in charge of the mission.  I would come, but I can't," he responded, "I have more pressing things to do.  I will inform you when a team is assembled."

"But the auctions will take place this evening," I said, "After that they may be moved."

"I will see what I can do," he said.

I exited the room and return to my dorm.  I was quite nervous, as it would be my first mission.  In addition, I would meet the other experiments like me and free them.

A few hours later, I received a call on the local telephone.  "Agent Ride meet me in the briefing room."

I grabbed the dark blue SHIELD mission suit and put it on.  It hugged every curve on my body.  I tested snapping out my wings through the slits in the back of the suit and it opened perfectly.

I walked into the mission and was greeted by a small rescue team.

"So Max," Fury said turning to me, "tell our operatives the mission plan."

"Umm right," I said, "So ummm…."  I was shaking all over like a Chihuahua.  I was super anxious as this was my first mission and I didn't want to fail.  To make matters worse, I was put in charge of the mission.

I breathe in deeply to calm my nerve.  "This morning my web crawlers pick up an underground website dealing with the trading of genetic experiment.  Avian-human hybrids to be specific."

I took a look at my gang to make sure they are still following me.

"I too am a human-avian hybrid created by the same company that is selling these experiments.  Therefore, it is also a personal mission for me to save the bird kids, to rescue them," I continued.

I turn to look at General Nick Fury for guidance.  "Well it's your mission," he said.  "You are in charge."

"Right, some back ground info."  I tapped on the glass table throwing up the Itexicon's website.  "Itexicon or Itex for short are the world's largest corporation producing everything from toilet papers to processors.  Itex owns half of the world, literally.  They own almost every company, having branches in every country in the whole world.  They have bases worldwide.  Our target is at 118 New Street Avenue, New York.  The auction for the experiment will end the day after tomorrow after which we can assume they will be shipped out to the potential client."

"Plan of action," I continued double tapping the glass, "The plan is to get in, rescue the bird-kids and get out.  Oh and grab any intel you can on the company and their illicit activity."