Fifth Avenue, Manhattan, New York CityThe bright colors, the great music, the delectable food, it's all so much, almost enough to make everyone forget...forget what happened here just four months ago, when the Atlantic ocean swallowed New York City whole. That day, many people lost their lives, in fact, most of the people lost their lives. The small group gathered here today was the only thing left from the immense mass that used to call New York City its home, mere vestiges of a once great empire.
But enough of that. Today was not a day to mourn, today was a day for those few survivors of what the media had now christened "The Cataclysm" to stand up, dust themselves off, and look out into their futures...and what a bright future that was. The banners and balloons read "NYC Repopulation Fair 2011." Now that New York had been brought back up to the surface, it was time to fill it back up, God knows there were enough people waiting for an opportunity like this. The government would be giving all who volunteered to be the first new New Yorkers a great package of discounts and stipends. For the next ten years they would pay no taxes, they would get cheap housing, and they would be able to mold their world in whatever way they wanted. At the end of the day that's all that anyone wants, really, the chance to make an impact on the world, to leave a footprint even after they're long gone.
Amidst all the pageantry and celebration a small, pudgy man dressed in a white tuxedo and sporting a matching top hat took the stage. He seemed out of place next to all the good-looking and stylish celebrities on stage, but his smile was just as bright. Since The Cataclysm, this man, who just months before had been elected as mayor, had accumulated quite a bit of fame with his inspiring speeches and never-give-up attitude. He had fought hard against a national government who thought it best to quarantine the whole area for fear of any residual radiation. He had stood toe-to-toe with the then-President and proclaimed his city safe for all to once again live in. And he was right. New York City was now safer than ever, because, what supervillian would want to attack an already broken city? But just as the mayor was getting ready to open his mouth and deliver yet another impassioned speech that would surely go down in the annals of American history, he was interrupted by a high pitched whistling sound.
The sun itself was blocked out causing all in attendance to look up and inquire about just where their light had gone. What they saw made them shocked everyone there. A legion of iron giants falling towards them, with a lifeless, menacing look in their robotic eyes. The crowds ran in fear. It was happening again, this city was cursed. Even when it has nothing left to give, it's a target. Children cried, grown men crapped themselves, and at the other side of the country a team of superheroes took notice.
WAL HQ- Los Angeles, California"Magneto"
Obi looked towards The Professor who was looking back at him with a puzzled look. "Remember that mission I went to off the coast of China? Well..Mags was there. Me, Acedawg and the girl from the Champions had to fight his sentinels, sentinels that looked a lot like those." Obi pointed at the giant television screen that showed the image of a group of giant robots rampaging through New York. "Has the team been alerted?"
"Yes, they're on their way. All except for Miss Hotaru and Miss Liafador who you sent on patrol a couple hours ago. Would you like me to send Light, or maybe Sideslash to go get them?"
"No. It's fine."
The young hero turned around and saw the whole team already there waiting for him. They were efficient and fast, possibly the best team he had ever worked with. "Good morning, team. As you already know, New York City, which is in the midst of its first annual Repopulation Fair is under siege by an army of sentinels. There's no way to know exactly what their origins are but I am almost certain that these are, in fact, the same sentinels which Magneto has been known to use." He paused to let the words sink in. Altough the name no longer carried as much weight as it used to, Magneto was still a big deal; arguably the most dangerous supervillain to ever walk the Earth. "I don't know what Mags' beef is with NYC, but it really doesn't matter. The fact is, it's happening, it's going down now, and the more we stand here, the more lives are potentially lost, so let's get going.
Professor, is the new DOVE Gate in Hoboken ready?"
"It..appears ready but...it hasn't been tested yet."
"Well then I guess we'll have to take the chance. If anyone needs any weapons, consult with Gearo, if not, get ready for transport and head over to the DOVE Gate immediately."
A few minutes later..
Arriving in Hoboken atop Zeraz Industries Tower, the team looked out across the bay towards the plumes of smoke now emanating from all across New York City.
"Alrighty guys. According to early reports, the sentinel attack is not focused on one location but spread out across four of the five boroughs so we will be splitting up into four teams of three. X and Dupe, you're with me, we're heading towards The Bronx. X, we're gonna need a lift. Kurrent, you lead Team Brooklyn which is yourself, Sideslash, and Angeni, Zarek can carry you there.. Closure, Gearo, Old Lace you guys are heading to Queens. you guys can take the Pelican, Gearo made a couple modifications to it and now, it's faster than it ever was." Obi looks at Closure and Gearo''s faces as the two equally headstrong and outspoken men seem to be eagerly awaiting word on who's to lead the team. Thinking it over quickly, the Jedi smiles and continues. "Old Lace, congrats, you're team leader, don't fail me. Lastly, Cly, you're taking Light and Muse to Ground Zero itself, Manhattan. Manhattan has the biggest concentration of both sentinels and bystanders so you're right in the thick of things. I have full faith in you but if it gets too overwhelming, don't hesitate to make the call and the rest of us will form up on you.
"One more thing," he said, suddenly feeling like the old guy from Jackie Chan Adventures. "This is our first mission together. There's no room for failure, no room for fear. These sentinels are bad news. Give them enough time, and they'll adapt to your attacks and form a resistance to them. Hit them fast and hit them often. Vary your attacks, and let's not mess this is up. WAL, let's go kick some robot ass....
......no offense Gearo."