Wolfhound: Secret Heroes

About five hours later, they came back. Allen called us into the war room and unrolled a map of the city.

“Okay, Wolfhound,” he started, “we have our positions. Jackson, Leon, and I will take this sector.” He pointed to one of the many drawn-on boxes on the map. Then he grabbed red and blue markers. He outlined his square in red, and then another right next to it in blue. “Firestar, you, Jackie, and Amber will take this sector.” He then grabbed a green marker, outlined a box halfway across the map, and said, “This is us, currently.”

I studied the map. Then something occurred to me. I stepped up. “Sir, aren’t there underground tunnels throughout the city?”

Allen nodded, then motioned for me to continue.

“Sir, how are we going to cover those? Crimson Justice could pop up anywhere, and they could also just bypass. If we really want to stop them, and make sure that their stopped, we need people covering the tunnels.”

The Guard, which by now we’d learned his name was Flash Sentry, stepped up and cleared his throat. “That’s where most of the Royal Guard is going. We’re also pulling in some Army personnel and as many Special Operatives as we can that’ll arrive in time.”

I nodded and stepped back. Flash did the same.

“Any questions?” Allen asked.

No response.

“Good. Remember where you go, and look around it thoroughly. Crimson Justice attacks in two days. Dismissed.”

We’d already known when, but that verbal reminder really drove it home. I grabbed Jackie and Amber, and we agreed to scope out the area together. We went there, and memorized streetlights, buildings, average amount of people, etc..

We met up frequently and exchanged notes. After two hours, we decided that we’d probably combed through every inch of the area twice-over. We combined notes, and Amber – being a fast and neat writer – copied them all down into three packets. One for each of us.

I looked over all the notes taken, and eventually worked out a map. I gave it to Amber to decipher my writing and make herself and Jackie copies. When she was done, we headed back.

Once back inside, we settled down and talked about our specialties. I’d found I could proficiently do pretty much anything, but I had my specialties. I told them, and Amber replied that she was good with pistols, hand-to-hand combat, and melee weapons. Jackie stated that she a jack-of-all-trades. That earned her some teasing.

After chatting a bit more, we all went to bed early.

It was going to be a big day the day after tomorrow. We’d need all the sleep we could get.

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The day of, we woke up before eight O’ clock. We made sure to have a huge breakfast.

Afterwards, Allen gathered everyone in the War Room.

“We know they’ll attack in the afternoon,” he started, “but we don’t know exactly when. It could be four, it could be seven, or it could even be one. I want everyone in position by eleven. Questions? Good. I know breakfast was big, but try to get a good lunch in, too. I want everyone at full energy. A target like this, their gonna give it almost all they got. It’s gonna be big. Huge. Extremely massive. We CANNOT mess up. Everyone know their positions? Good. Questions? Dismissed.”

Like I said before. It was gonna be big day. And we had no clue exactly how big it was really going to get.