The Deals
We join our main boy, Commander as he heads out to work after dropping his kids off at school and daycare. He works with this new organization for hero's; The N.H.C., or the National Hero Association. The founder made a mistake with the acronym so don't ask.
Anyway the N.H.C. is the newly formed government funded company that works along side world leaders to help regulate hero work and gives them a nice paycheck. Working as a hero isn't anything special in terms of pay. It's more or less a regular job. Granted if you work for the N.H.C. you will get paid anywhere between 20 to 30 dollars and hour, it comes with free health care, dental and housing for you(and family).
Commander walks into the small office building and heads to the main office to his current boss, that of which is the founder of the N.H.C., Mable Caligan.
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He knocks on the door and peeks in.
"Morning boss, lady"
Mable C.
MABLE: Working on 50 things at once; writing down info, signing documents and has two phones to her ears.
"Yes of course, bye-bye," hangs up one phone then before answering the second phone she looks to Commander.
"Morning!" smiling, then answers the other phone.
"After that incident yes it will be fixed. Yes yes!" She then hangs up the second phone and continues writing.
"How was your night, Trevor?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "Oh yeah, it was nice," He examines all the papers, ringing phones and all the mess Mable seems to be working on but she doesn't seem to be breaking a sweat.
"Why don't you hire assistants?"
Mable C.
MABLE: "Oh no, I can handle all of this," she playfully waves her hand smiling
"Besides I love my personal touch on things,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "Oh alright, well I'll leave you be, just wanted to check in on you," He grins.
Mable C.
MABLE: "Aww you're the best! Your wife is lucky she gotchu first," still signing and writing things down.
"Oh before you go," she hands him a paper.
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He grabs the document and looks over it. It's a deal to for sponsorship for a protein shake.
"Commercials?"
Mable C.
MABLE: She nods as she continues to work.
"We're Finally starting to get deals for you guys!"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "This is cool but. . . a protein shake?" he makes a distasteful expression.
"I don't like. . . do this stuff"
Mable C.
MABLE: "Keep reading it,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He continues to look over the document, then his eyes widen.
"I don't have to be in a commercial! I just need to wear the patch for a month?!"
Mable C.
MABLE: "You're still endorsing it to some extent but this way you don't have to be on screen being the face of it ya know?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "You're amazing, and you them to do 500$ for this?! Holy moly!"
Mable C.
MABLE: "You know I got you. I know what you will and won't do,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "You're amazing,"
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: Walks into the room.
"Oh hey big guy. Hey Mable,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He turns and smiles
"Petra, good morning!"
Mable C.
MABLE: "Morning, hot stuff" continues writing as she hands Dr. Meier a paper.
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: She overlooks the paper.
"Dope, you got Victory Hospital to work with me?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "She is really good,"
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "No kiddin',"
She gives a little grin.
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "Oh my goodness, you made her smile, Mable,"
Mable C.
MABLE: She looks up, needing to see Petra smile.
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "Oh shut up. Thanks Mable,"
Mable C.
MABLE: "Of course!"
The two heros leave Mables office chatting as they walk down the hall passing other heros mingling amongst themselves.
The entire build is full of up and coming heros ready to make the world a better place to live. Some are being interviewed, trained and tested to becoming official heros. Big, skinny, tall short, hair and bald all work for for justice within these walls.
But just as much as good trains, evil plots.
An alley way is a current meeting place for a sinister conference. Grandfather leans in his seat in the back of a car, whilst his guards stand outside waiting for the opposing car's door to open further down the alley.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: Sipping some water as he watches through the windshield waiting.
"C'mon what's the hold up?" He raises his wrist to look at his watch.
The opposing car door finally opens. And a cream coloured female lamb steps out, holding a small bag and walks over slowly with two hired guns behind her for protection.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "Fucking finally,"
He steps out and walks to the middle of the alley way to meet the lamb.
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "Alex said he's gonna try something first before having to use his actual plan for what you wanna do,"
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: . . . He looks at her like 'what the ****'.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait what? Why?"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "We-well," She gets a bit nervous and pushes up her glasses as the hired men she has look directly at Grandfather.
"His original idea he had, still needs some things to be fixed. But he wants to give something right now that he believes could help for a while,"
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: He sighs annoyingly and crosses his arms.
"Okay, fine lemme see,"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: She then digs into the bad she has and hands Grandfather a small case.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: he opens the pen sized case, revealing a vile or purple liquid.
"The **** is this?"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "I-it's a Depleter," She shakes a bit.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "Deple-a what?" sounding more irritated.
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "A Depleter, it can be injected, sprayed or shot via bullet. It attacks the muscles and cause them to shut down temporarily."
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "What the **** do I do with this?"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "W-well, Commander works purely off muscle movement. If you equipped your next runner or yourself with it it can be used to bring him down to his knees making it easy for you to kill him,"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: "We even. . .gave you the. . .recipe. . ."
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "So, I pay this douchebag 1 grand for a FUCKING PEPPER SPRAY?!"
Miscellaneous Character
GUARD: "Sir, calm down,"
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: He throws down the vile and stomps it to dust.
"YOU TELL THAT FUCKER I DON'T WANT A FUCKING MUSCLE RELAXER"
Miscellaneous Character
GUARD: Points gun at Grandfather
"Sir calm down!"
Grandfather's guards brace themselves but he waves them to not engage.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "Cute," He relaxes and runs his fingers through his hair.
"Look, I don't want this okay? I want to kill him with no extra steps. Call me lazy, but so what. You tell your asshat boss, I want something that kills him with out extra steps. 'K?"
Miscellaneous Character
LAMB: shaking slightly a bit scared. She slowly nods.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "Mmkay." He kneels down and grab the recipe that was in the case.
"I'm keeping this,"
he turns and heads back to his car. Getting in and slamming the door.
Though he didn't get what he wanted he still works with Alex to find a way to eliminate Commander. As his plans seems to be constantly foiled by him.
But. . . what are his plans?
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