Samantha Weston called together the Trinity Members, to discuss the Mission known as X-Factor, the team’s first mission. She stood before them in the team meeting room, she was straight forward and to the point. “...luckily Doctor Stahl was able to save Kari with the help of the other Trinity Members. For our first mission, it went fairly well...so good job.”
The words pierced Alexander’s head like a bullet, ‘lucky’? That’s all it was, luck. Alex was made to be a global weapon for missions and anything short of perfect angered him, especially with the potential this team had. The problems he noticed, could not go unnoticed, but he listened on to Samantha hoping she would bring it up.
The Financial Benefactor of Trinity continued to speak to the team members about their first mission. She handed out ‘good jobs’ as if they were on sale at a local grocery store and Alexander began to grumble under his breath. She ended with, “So, that’s it Trinity, once again good job and I’ll figure out what’s our next mission.”
“Good Job? GOOD JOB?!?!” Alexander thought as members began to ready themselves to leave. “Good Job?!” Until a couple of months ago, he was an experiment. He was isolated from contact, verbal confrontation, and teaming with anyone. If he was going to stay on this team, this issue would need to be faced, and the time to face it was now.
Just as everyone was about to leave the room, he spoke. It was obvious in his voice, he was a bit angry, and what he had to say was important, but he was no political speaker. His words did not come out with ease.
“No..no..no. This was not a good job, far from it. I’m ashamed, I as a professional was even a part of this mess," he continued,rising from his seat. “We are professionals and what we did out there, was far from a good job.”
The issue was serious, but Alexander wasn’t a bit red. He was angry, but he showed restraint. His anger would cause no good, only harm.
“We’re supposed to be peacekeepers, professional peacekeepers, but where was the professionalism in what we did today? Where was the plan? Where was the leadership?” he looked right at Samantha, “Where was the cooperation between team members?” Alex’s eyes continued to shift between his peers.
“This was a secret covert mission, but there was nothing covert about that mission. Each one of you! Each one of you, did their own thing with weapons and blasts, busting into Queenstown like it was a damn old western bar fight.” That’s when his voiced stopped, he looked right at one of the more ‘powerful’ members.
He walked around the table, his destination was set, and he arrived swiftly. He was face to face with the Mutant Maestro known as Xenon. He was not scared of this man, he was displeased with him, and that was probably why his ‘power’ did not scare Alex. “And you? This was a team mission and I like help as much as the next member, but how about letting us know next time, you invite your friend! How do I or do any of us know that, he was not a threat? Or what if he betrayed any of us?” He got a centimeter closer to Xenon, “What would you have done if he did? Where does your loyalty stand Xenon?! With Trinity? Or Elsewhere?”
That was one of Alexander’s main problems with the mission, he acknowledged Xenon’s accomplishments throughout the mission, but the question of loyalty was one that needed to be answered, and the time for the answer was now.