EVENT PROLOGUE // THE UNSEEN Feb 2, 2021 23:01:25 GMT 1
Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2021 23:01:25 GMT 1
Most would describe the underground bunker and cold and uninviting - it was barely decorated outside of mounted screens plastered on the walls which each had jumbles of readouts, names, and numbers that were constantly scrolling across their brightly light displays. The area was normally quiet except for the light whirring of fans and motors from the computers that littered the area, but on this day the sound of typing was echoing through the room as a man sat in a lone chair quickly pounding at the keyboard in front of him.
Screens flickered as more readouts were summoned to the displays with each keystroke. The man scanned all of them, looking for something very specific.
A map flashed on a screen and the man zoomed in on it. First it showed the entire Continental United States, then it zoomed into the state of New York, then to the city of Manhattan, and finally to the New York Zoo. A pulsing red marker was dead center in the locale, and numerical readouts on the screen started escalating higher and higher at a rapid pace.
“Found you.” The man spoke under his breath with a tempered tone. He reached at his waist and unstrapped a radio, bringing it to his mouth. “I’ve got it. Coordinates are around 40.7, -73.9. It’s going crazy so be prepared for anything.”
The other end crackled with a simple response. “Roger that.”
The man stood up and paced the room for a second. He was a man that tried to separate himself from his emotions; after all, emotions made mistakes - and he couldn’t afford to make a mistake. Not now. But still, there was a part of him that felt a wave of relief wash over him. The work was just beginning, but he now knew that all he had been doing had not been in vain.
With all these new arrivals coming to the world it would be a race to get to it first, there was no doubt, but the man felt like he was in a good position. As long as he could just stay one step ahead, his plan would go off without a hitch - regardless of who tried to intervene.
He sat down in the chair again and punched in a few keys, causing the screens to change to a series of bodycams, displaying armored soldiers getting into a transport helicopter. Their outfits were standard military issue except for the large circular icon of a stylized eagle that was sown into their jackets. As the group strapped in, they began loading their firearms - a sidearm pistol and an assault rifle each - before the door closed and the aircraft lifted off.
Just then, a news feed labeled Breaking News appeared on one of the screens, hosted by The Daily Bugle. Then another one started from The Daily Globe, followed by NBC and Fox News, and soon every news channel was covering the huge story.
“Breaking News today as the New York Zoo had a number of animals break free from captivity and are currently running loose inside the zoo itself. We have reports that while many patrons were able to escape, currently the zoo has been locked down while police and local government organize a plan to save those still trapped inside without letting the animals escape to the streets of the city.”
An interview with a sweaty woman with torn clothing popped up on the screen as she was interviewed by a reporter. “They just started running wild...breaking through the glass...going on rampages…” She wiped some tears from her eyes and composed herself. “I don’t think they were trying to hurt us, but they were just running wild and attacking anything in their path...”
The man sighed and leaned back in his chair. Seems like things got out of hand before he could make a move, but hopefully his men would be able to get to the scene quick enough to salvage it. He turned off the news feeds making the room quiet once again and took a moment to gaze at the metal icon bolted to the wall. The familiar circular eagle with the word SHIELD plastered below it stood strong, as he knew he would have to as well.
“I’ve come too far to fail now.” The man, Nick Fury, muttered under his breath before pushing himself back to his computer and watching the bodycams with scrutiny.
There was still plenty of work to be done.