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The Crowd Goes Wild (prelude)

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"Jenson!" Captain Danvers angrily barked as he strode from console the console. His eyes took in everything. "The western corridor is open. What are you doing there?"

"Ummm... Sir," came the hesitant response, "They were overrun."

"I told you to pull Citizen's Arrest out!" Danver's sharp retort bit hard. The Operative visibly cringed. "Where are they?"

"They wouldn't withdraw Sir. Said they had it under control... They're... they're gone Sir."

Danvers didn't hesitate. "Retask Nexion and X-Treme to contain the threat. Warn adjacent units of additional incoming hostiles."

Again the Operative responded but did so with great reluctance. "The various X teams aren't acknowledging AEGIS Command Sir."

"Wonderful. Rogue combatants in the field of operations. I'll have Summer's guts for garters after this," Danvers snarled. "ETA on the Mentors?"

"On route from the moon Sir. ETA 72 minutes."

"Tell their pilot that's not good enough. The Sentinels?" Despite his increasingly abrupt demeanour Danvers was still in control.

"Still incommunicado at Atlantis," came the reply.

"Meta-4?"

"Inner Earth fighting the Mountain King."

"Atom Family?" Danvers was methodically running down the list of teams.

"Reported to be in the Zero Zone."

Danvers paused. "Right people. We need to contain this and shut it down NOW. We've lost too many supers already today and I will NOT lose anymore. The whole situation should not have escalated this fast. Solutions?"

There was silence.

"Fine," he snapped. "Give me visual. Freedom Plaza. Cameras 532 to 535. Optical lens. Maximum zoom, wide angle pan."

His finger shot out. "They're converging on Sector 9. Who's handling it?"

"The Band, Sir."

"They're short squaded and about to be overrun. Tell them to pull out and regroup. Do it NOW."

...

Director Thorne watched the unfolding drama in AEGIS Control and Command. She always knew there was a reason she took Captain Danvers as her aide. Finally Danvers was in his element.

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