The Plan
On Friday, the night before the meeting between the mafia members, Team IQA are currently at CHS headquarters in their meeting room trying to figure out where exactly the meeting is going to take place.
Little Miss IQ takes a sip of her tea.
“So, did anyone discover any new leads?” She asks.
“Nay lassie.” Bellows responds. “Not yet at least.”
“...I’m sorry, but no…” Wallflower says while giving Nebulon another piece of candy.
“Nebulon!” Nebulon exclaims.
Urchin just shakes his head no.
Isabella folds her hands in front of her.
“...Alright, I am not going to rest until I find more information on this meeting. We have been looking for an opportunity like this for months. I am not just going to let it slip through my fingers. The rest of you can go home and get some rest if you want, but I am staying here.”
Bellows walks over and puts his arm around Isabella.
“Not a chance lass! We’re a team, aren’t we!” He says with a big smile.
Gloriosa and Spyke nod their heads in agreement. Nebulon is still enjoying their candy without a clue about what is going on.
“Thank you.” Isabella says while reciprocating Bellows’ hug. “Now…let’s get to the bottom of this.”
“I can help you with that!” Says a voice beyond the door of their meeting room.
He immediately kicks the door and walks in with a heroic pose.
“Oh. American Dream. Did you find any leads on our case?”
The American Dream is a tall and muscular man with spiky golden hair and an American flag themed superhero costume. It has a chest emblem, mask, and cape with the flag on them.
“I can do better than just leads!” He slams a piece of paper on the table. “I have already found where they are holding the meeting!”
“That’s perfect!” Isabella says as she quickly picks up the piece of paper. It is a map with a circled location on it. “Thank you so much Mr. Dream!”
“No need to thank me! I am just doing my job!”
“Alright!” Isabella says with renewed enthusiasm. “Now that we know where we are going we can formulate a plan!”
“...I’m sorry…” The American Dream says while rubbing the back of his neck. “...But, since I found the target location, I think that it is only fair that my team takes this mission.”
“...Wait a second!” Isabella says while slamming her palms down against the table. “This was my team's mission! You can’t just do that, right?”
“...Lass…” Bellows says with a sigh. “The important thing is that it gets done. Does it matter which team goes as long as we are able to apprehend the bosses?”
“I agree with Bellows.” Gloriosa chimes in. “Also, his team is a lot stronger than ours so they are more prepared for this mission anyways.”
“I also don’t have a problem with this.” Urchin adds on. “I believe that The Dream Team taking this mission would be the best course of action.”
“Nebulon!”
The American Dream begins to scratch his chin while in deep thought.
“You know what…it’s only fair. My team will still be going on the mission, but if any of you would really like to come with us then that would be fine with me.”
“...Those terms…are…” Isabella thinks before finishing her sentence. “...agreeable…I will be coming with you.”
“As will I.” Urchin adds.
The American Dream turns towards the rest of Team IQA.
“Would any of you like to come?”
“...No…that’s okay...” Gloriosa responds while giving Nebulon another piece of candy.
“I think that you lot can handle yourselves just fine.” Bellows chimes in. “I trust you can do this lassie.”
Isabella nods with a smile.
“Alright! Little Miss IQ, Urchin, follow me.” The American Dream says while walking out the door. “If you want to come then you must make plans with the rest of my team.”
Isabella and Spyke follow Mr. Dream’s lead.
They soon arrive at the Dream Team’s meeting room.
“Attention team!” Mr. Dream announces as he walks in. “We have some allies helping us with tomorrow night’s mission”
“Sir yes sir!” Says a man with slicked back blonde hair, military fatigues, and sunglasses. He gives a salute while saying this.
“Alrighty! We really do appreciate the help, friends!” Says another man who has black hair and a gold mask, but also has an American flag themed costume.
“...Whatever…” Says a goth girl with red hair and tattered black barbarian armor. She shakes her head to swish the hair out of her face.
“Great!” Mr. Dream turns to Isabella and Spyke. “Let’s quickly introduce ourselves before continuing the plan.
“Salutations.” Isabella says while taking her hat off and bowing. “I am Little Miss IQ, the leader of Team IQA. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”
“...Urchin...” Spyke says with his arms crossed.
“Hello! My codename is US Andy! I look forward to working with both of you!”
“Call me Slick Rick.” The military man says while lighting a cigar.
“...Sup...” The goth girl says while swishing her hair again. “I’m Visi-Goth.”
“Now that we’re all acquainted let’s get to business.” Mr. Dream says while grabbing a remote and turning on a computer screen.
He pulls up a slideshow that lays out what information he knows and his ideas for strategies.
“Thank you for letting us join you on this mission.” Isabella says after taking another sip of tea. “But I am still curious how you obtained this information.”
“I sincerely apologize, but that is classified information.”
“...I should have expected that…”
“Alright, unless anybody has any more questions than lets begin.”
He goes through all of his slides while giving in depth information on each one.
They are going to be meeting in a secluded warehouse on the outskirts of downtown Central City. It is in an abandoned area that most people forgot even existed.
The plan is to cut the power, scatter their henchmen, and pick everyone off one by one.
“Alright, try to familiarize yourself with the plan and we will rendezvous back here tomorrow.” The American Dream says as he finishes his presentation.
*Crash!*
“What was that?” Isabella questions.
“Let’s go investigate.” Spyke says while getting out of his chair.
The heroes all leave the room to see who or what made that noise, but gave up after a few minutes of searching.
After the heroes all left someone drops from the ceiling and lands with a cool superhero pose.
“Shit! That was too close!” Maka Sharktooth says while catching her breath.