It’s been two months since “The Battle of Pennsylvania Avenue” and the world hasn’t been the same. The Registration Act has been implemented and heroes and villains alike have been forced to choose a side. Either be in accordance under the terms of the Act, or be incarcerated and tried as a traitor to the United States of America. Some would reluctantly comply and register while others went under radar keeping a low profile as hunted individuals.
For those two months the President (that had suffered great injuries in the previously mentioned battle) has been out of sight to the public. Only making contact to the public via telephonic conference call. Some believe that he has gone to the Savage land and sought the medicine of one Mr. Sinister to heal his wounds and regenerate the arm he had lost in a battle with the long time missing Renegade Lantern. Rumors have also come out of the wood work the he is plotting a massive preemptive strike on those responsible for the white house’s destruction but nothing is really too sure at this point. Even under the unsure circumstances Gamblers followers have stayed loyal and have upheld the newly passed law.
The heroes that choose to oppose the Act have been trying their hardest to keep out of the public eye. Some resistors have been captured, tortured and beaten for information on the whereabouts of those that lead the charge on the President. The registered individuals gained power by way of classification and all had a squad of cape killers under their command answering first to them but still more loyal to the President.
For the resistors leaving the country was not an option since all air space and border patrols have been on the highest of alert. The aptly named Initiative and cape killers swarmed the ones that have been able to evade the public have been holding meetings in different rural cities all across the United States. The Resistors made contact by old Morse code on communication devices on high frequency hopping channels that were nearly impossible to track. Also they never kept a pattern and continued on the move never staying in one location for more than 48 hours.
2 day’s ago
In a secret meeting held by Kurrent, (the man that has taken command of the Resisting individuals) that all resistors attended, news of Gambler making his first appearance after a two month absence has came to their attention by a registered individual who is acting as a sleeper for the resistance. It was said that Gambler will be appearing on Alcatraz Island off the San Francisco Bay, to give his first live State of the Union.
The Resistors grew tired of living the life that had been placed upon them due to the evil that had manipulated the entire nation. While the villains that resisted didn’t want their information put out and had other reasons for not registering. For the most part they all agreed that this appearance by Gambler would be their best chance to end his reign once and for all.
The city was full of cape killers and registered individuals minutes before the State of the Union. All the Resistors were scattered in different parts of the city preparing themselves for the upcoming battle. On the other hand Alcatraz was highly secure. The air was filled with a SHIELD heli carrier, several UH-60 Blackhawks and Sentinels. They all were on the lookout for any unregistered person and had orders to detain by any means. The resistors all had orders to make their way to the bridge to not engage unless provoked. They each kept a com link that used the same freq hopping technology to communicate as they ventured through the city knowing that Gambler had to be insight before anyone was to attack him. His identity had to be confirmed.
Kurrent traveled alone and kept to the allies and high civilian populated areas to blend in as he made his way toward the Golden Gate Bridge. As he continued cautiously he thought to himself after we kill this bastard how are we going to get our vindication, this process is going to be painful but Gambler has to go! Then he looked on to the unsuspecting crown underneath his draped hood at the island where it was about to go down.