Blissful Return.



Thursday January 10th, 2070.
Everyone that has ever known Samantha Bliss knows her strength of character, that whole “You’ll never keep me down.” attitude. A whole ten days had passed since she’d first landed in the Threshold infirmary, ten days since her team came and snatched her from the clutches of hell’s finest. And in that ten days she has had a lot of time to ponder many questions. Many would let such setbacks as she has suffered keep them down, take a time out.. Rest Samantha.. So much has happened to you.. You need rest sweetheart.. No.. enough rest.. “How about you do what’s right for you, and I’ll do what I need to do for me?.” all but dead when they came for her, so weak, so un Samantha like, and yet now ten days later here she stands in War Room One. Thresholds state of the art training facility. She worked out alone for the first three hours, and for the last two she has left four training partners lying in an exhausted heap as they tried to push her. They are all four down.. Covered in sweat.. Sore.. Tired.. Beaten. She stands alone covered in her own sweat, the quarter staff at her side. She’s waiting.. They relent. As out of the corner of her eye she sees the form of William Strong enter the room. The two greet each other warmly and The deputy Director of field operations seems genuinely happy to see Samantha Bliss up and around.
“Whenever your up to it Samantha, we need to speak with you, Klinger and probably Priss, we’ve arranged for an undisclosed location. A shuttle will be waiting for you on the launch pad six.”

Secret Meeting.



They are ushered to a down town location and led to what appears to be an abandoned Hotel called the Huxley, it is run down, and has fallen into decay. But this is on the outside, in reality this is a special ops safe house of Threshold’s. they step into and elevator and the gray haired old gentleman enters the ten digit code into the control panel of the elevator that will take them eleven stories underground to where the Deputy Director is waiting for them. The doors whisk open and two armed guards lead them to a private dining hall where William Strong is waiting for them to join him. When they enter he rises from his chair, Samantha, Klinger and Priss are all seated when the mood suddenly turns serious. The room empties as William Strong addresses them.
“I’m going to come right to the point, you three are the only ones that I can trust so that’s why you are here, Ladies.. Mr. Klinger.. Threshold has become infested with a couple of ticks.”
Samantha studies him with a slight look of disbelief on her face, the same look crosses over to Klinger and Priss.
“A tick? You mean someone in Threshold is in bed with the red army?”
William Strong Raises the wine glass to his lips, and slowly drinks it in.
“Not to worry though Samantha we think that we know who it is.”
She rises up from her own chair now visibly agitated.
“Did someone set us up at the edge of the Malti desert?”
“Yes Samantha, we believe that once you picked up the trail of the wraths, information of this was sold to the Wrath leader that we now know as “Forge” we believe that when you were attacked, they were waiting there for you to show up.”
“Do we know who for certain?”
“Yes.. It involved one detainee named Ghree, and two agents who worked the detention center at block ‘C.’ we now that one of them recently transferred to the field intelligence division.”
“And he was giving this information to Ghree who passed it on to someone else?”
“Yes. A guard/agent named Charles Hanratty, who in turn sold Forge the information either by use of an outside phone or a personal meeting. Either way, we know it was these two particular agents.”

The Face Of Treason.



The mood is now a somber one, each person present tries to collect their thoughts, Traitor’s in Threshold. The Deputy Director, rises again.
“We do not however believe that the information leak is still intact, a vital link between the two agents was destroyed when our girl Sil killed Ghree in his detention cell. They lost their go between and being in two different departments didn’t want to risk getting caught by exchanging information directly. The second assault on the Wraths in the desert was successful because they had no way of knowing then that you were coming Klinger.”
Priss now joins the conversation.
“So, am I correct in assuming that you are going to tell us who put us in harms way and caused the deaths of Twitch and Thump, and quite possibly Cowboy?”
The dinner arrives and they pause to dine on Steak and Lobster with a lemon butter sauce, and Priss, while devouring the Lobster with a youthful exuberance refuses to let go of her first and last question for the Deputy Director.
“While I respect your direct question Priss, I must first get something out in front of you all before I give you a name. I know that you are all professionals, but if you do not wish to get involved with what we have in mind for these two I will understand.”
Klinger shows great interest.
“You have something in mind for the traitors?”
He smiles.
“Indeed we do Klinger. Indeed we do. Samantha?.. How long do you think it will be before you are ready for the field again?”

“I can go now if we get the guys.”
“With team Alpha’s help we are going to set them up, we are going to give them false information concerning a dummy operation, but there is a problem.”
“Problems are made for solution, Deputy Director, what do you have in mind?”
Samantha is now listening intently.
“We are going to leak it that we have the location of the third piece of the stone, and that Alpha will be going to retrieve it, bait that strong? Forge will want to see to it personally. We have hopes anyways.”
“And if Forge shows Up?”
“You’ll already be in place to catch him before we leak the information, but it all hinges on them getting a new contact inside, we will have to provide them with one that they will trust.”
“You have someone in mind?”
“Actually your little buddy Klinger has agreed to leak the false information to them.”
“My Little buddy?”
“Thed.”
“And just who is the second traitor?”
“That would be your little buddy Samantha.”
She rises from her chair now becoming angry..
“Gerald Davies.”

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