It didn't take long for Megan to get a reading on the girl in front of her, not that she needed that long to begin with.
Thing is, unlike the boys, the girl was an open book. Her thoughts and emotions were vividly on display in everything that she did.
She wanted to be read, Megan deduced, perhaps even loved when she was.
A few minutes of professional psychological analysis and the first thing that made the headline about the girl was that she was fully aware of herself. She knew exactly who she was, superpower and all; and not just that. She was also well-aware of her feminism, her youth, and the role she had been brought to play in Olympus- whatever they were, Megan thought as she still hadn't quite figured that out yet- and how those things made her important to the organization.
However, even more than the self-awareness itself, the girl wanted everyone around her to be aware that she was aware and respect her for it even if she didn't do anything else to earn that respect in the course of their encounter.
Now, it wasn't that Megan was at all uncomfortable with the superiority attitude the girl put forward every chance she got. From her experience in the counseling firm, she actually understood that most millennial teenage girls tended to do that if they had it. But what she found somewhat unsettling was that that attitude had given rise to one vibe that was above all others in the girl, and one she would rather not have to deal with but knew it was inevitable: rebellion.
Whoever the girl was, she was a force of nature. If she wanted to make a statement, she would do so regardless of whatever it took, including but not limited to insensitively interrupting a conversation like she just did.
"Where are you coming from, Kei?" Dennis asked after the dust had settled a bit.
"From the lower levels," she replied, smiling like that should mean something to him. "I was trying to see how long it would take me to round the levels fifty times."
"And how long did it take?" Apparently, he knew that she wanted him to ask.
"Three minutes and a half." She held a smug smile.
"You're getting faster, Kei," he said, clapping his approval.
"I am, aren't I?" she returned and passed the smug smile to Adolf as if to state that she had just gotten one over him.
Watching the exchange, Megan realized that was probably not the first time something like that had occurred. Adolf would do something and Dennis would casually clap him like the pals they were, and then the girl, Kei, would zoom in, make a few notations to steal Dennis's attention, and he, knowing exactly what she wanted, would clap her louder even if he wasn't exactly feeling it, and then she would be pleased and rub it all over Adolf.
Kei always wanted Dennis's attention, he always gave it, and Adolf never minded it. That was their dynamic.
Just then, Kei seemed to notice Megan standing there for the first time; or pretended to. From what Megan had deduced form her personality, she strongly suspected the latter.
"Who's she?" she asked.
"That's Megan," Adolf replied, "D.'s friend."
"The director doesn't have friends, Adolf." She tutted like she was displeased in his ignorance of something so important. "What he has are minions. You know, like Genghis Khan, or Lex Luthor."
Megan felt that she should be offended at being referred to as a minion but when she looked to Dennis and saw that he hadn't even reacted in the slightest bit to the categorical remark that he was a megalomaniacal tyrant, she decided to let it go.
"Well, whatever she is to me, Kei, she and I will be taking our leave now," he replied and steered Megan in the direction they had come from to reach the open space. He pressed his wristwatch and a space opened in the ground to admit an elevator into the area.
"Goodbye, Meg!" Kei shouted behind them, as they went and Megan would have shouted back that her name was Megan and not Meg- she really hated hearing that nickname come from someone she wasn't familiar with to be honest- but by the time she looked back, the teenager had already zoomed off in the complete opposite direction to theirs and Adolf was the one left smiling and waving to her.
Megan returned the smile and wave before turning back to face Dennis squarely. "So, where to now, Director?" she asked. "Let me guess, next stop on the Olympus tour is a four-armed man."
"Actually, Miss Months, we're going to my office," he returned and she shot him a confused look, prompting a smile from him. "Well, you've been going round different parts of the organization throughout the day," he explained, "I think it's about time you finally understood how they all work together."
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To Megan's surprise, Dennis's office was as normal as would be expected of the head of an organization, not that she was sure she could imagine what an abnormal office would look like in relation to Olympus to be honest.Maybe a direct phone line to the Justice League,she thought,or perhaps a photograph where Dennis was posing with Santa Claus- she meant like therealSanta Claus there.Whatever it was though, she knew it would be something that would really blow her mind into a billion pieces like everything in the organization had been doing all day.However, the office was just that: a standard workplace with nothing out of the ordinary sticking out.At least for the moment,
Megan had expected quite a number of reactions from her question: shock, denial, deflection, even old-fashioned honesty, but those weren't any of what she got. Minutes after she had put forward the question, all Dennis did was stare at her with a neutral expression on his face like he hadn't even heard a single word she said.She began to feel a little uneasy.Thing is, it was starting to dawn on Megan that perhaps the man in front of her was someone she would never be able to pin down. One moment he was friendly, the next he was fierce; one moment open and ready to share, the next sealed off like a crypt hidden down in the very deep levels of the secret mountain base that was Olympus. Dennis jumped from one demeanour to the other like none of them was existentially who he was and that made her very apprehensive of whom he might truly b
Fifteen minutes. That was how long Megan realised she had been sitting and tapping her foot impatiently.After the official job offer and acceptance, Dennis had suggested to her that she met the three teenagers- the Supermen, she gave them their proper time at that point- again so that she could get a proper feel of what she was working with now that she was in on everything- Megan preferred to think of it as "in on the relevant details" though. She knew without a doubt that Dennis hadn't told her everything concerning Project Olympus.Anyway, he put in the call and the meeting was arranged in one of Olympus's small conference room- small here meant that it was a larger than the standard conference room but smaller than the others on the mountain- and the teenagers were actually waiting for her when she arrived. Well, all of them except
"Mum, watch out!"A blinding white light followed by the sound of glass breaking were the last things Megan recalled before her eyes jerked open and she shot up in bed, panting and heaving.A nightmare, Megan, she told herself.It was only a nightmare.Ten...Nine...Eight... She counted down the seconds till her heart calmed down and she looked at the digital clock on her bedside table.4am, it read; right on cue as always.Thing is, nightmares- the particular one she just woke up from, in fact- had been an eventful part of Megan's night for a very long time now. The scream, the light, the sound; they were as familiar to her as the bed she slept on; as familiar as the very incident which changed her life and brought them on to
Rio de Janeiro, BrazilThe sun had begun to set when Megan drove a black McLaren up a long driveway to join the long line of prestigious vehicles already queued up there.Her heart thundered in her chest.How in the world would she make the mission work? she thought to herself, terrified. Chances were, she would be found out the moment she stepped out of the car, which didn't give her any comfort.Sensing herself almost a few secomds away from a panic attack, Megan forced herself to calm down, directing her thoughts instead to the events that had led to where she was."I still think a tact team's better suited for this, Director," she recalled her conversation with Dennis right after their meeting was ov
The elevator came to a stop after what seemed like an eternity but was actually only thirty minutes of flight- Megan checked to be sure- and she stepped out of it.She looked up and all her breath ceased in her throat once again.God, how did they even think to create something like that?she wondered at the sight of the most incredible space she had ever seen.As it turned out, Astrodomo's giant dome was a six-floor glass mansion on the inside, but it was unlike any type Megan had knowledge of before.Thing is, while the building did have six floors, they actually only extended from the wall to a quarter across the almost stadium size length of the space in a semicircle that held what looked like three sitting rooms, three receiving rooms, bedrooms too nume
The picture didn't do him justice at all, was the first thought that popped into Megan's head at the sight of Ricardo. While she found out that he looked very much like in the picture she had seen, she also realized to her surprise that some of his features had been greatly underwhelmed by it.His eyes for one, she thought. The picture had made them seem black but they were actually dark brown, with a little highlight of black that shone with intelligence not especially common to every individual, even some so-called geniuses that Megan had met during the course of her psychology career.It was like they could see much more than just the physical, she appraised; and on some level, she believed they could.She also noted that his hair had gotten an upgrade- sh
"Before the equipment explodes, there are some things we need to take care of," Megan said after the group had settled. "First is the people. "Jay, I need you to trigger every fire alarm in this building and maybe some in the nearby buildings too, as many as you can manage. Can you?"He nodded affirmative. Putting his hands to the ground, he pushed against it and a yellow energy passed through the floor and up the walls on all sides. Not so long after, the sound of a fire alarm reached the room they were, the pitch increasing as more joined in from farther away; and soon, the pounding of footsteps could be heard from above as people seemed to move in droves."Next, Rick, I need you to reach as many people as you can over the phone. Tell them that the alarm isn't a drill. They must evacuate the building as quickly as they can and shouldn't stay anywhere near the area to observe. If they ask why...""Don't worry, I know how to deal with them." He patted her arm in understanding and she
Every beep from the equipment resounded heavily through the room, almost as if it was heralding the end of the world; and it might as well be to Megan.Nothing had gone right since the beginning of that day. Nothing had gone right since the beginning of that mission. Nothing had gone right perhaps even longer before that; and she feared the culmination of it all was soon to come in a catastrophe that neither her nor Olympus – or even the world for that matter – would be able to withstand.Another beep and she looked to Ricardo who was now bent down in front of the equipment with his brows furrowed as he concentrated all that he had in trying to figure it out before the worst they all feared happened. "Can you shut down the self-destruction?" she asked."I'm afraid not, Megan." He ran his hands through his hair in a frustrated motion for the umpteenth time in that moment. "I'm locked out of the system and nothing I do is meeting any response." He swiped his hand over the glass panel an
It wasn't Item 13. How could it not be Item 13?A million questions raced through Megan's head as she stood in front of the scene before her, the questions flying by so fast that she could neither hold them for more than a second nor ascertain their logic in that space of time.However, the crux of the query remained, what in the world was the containment box holding if not Item 13?"What is it?" she asked Ricardo who was standing closest to it at that time.Inside the containment box was a transparent glass structure. It held a metal rod seemly floating in space- probably by some electromagnetic force, Megan deduced from what little her science knowledge had grown since she took the job at Olympus.Some strange-looking, octagon-shaped objects were attached to the floating rod; so small that she couldn't make out what materials they were actually made of, and so finely arranged that they almost looked like one whole piece of work if not for the tiny spaces in between them which was abl
That couldn't be happening. Megan looked around herself in disbelief.How could that be happening? She asked again.Before the group stepped into that theatre, she was sure they were in charge of the scenario: Dennis had stopped the mole from getting word out of Olympus to the enemy, he and Arthur were on said mole's trail, she, Ricardo and the kids uncovered the location of the Doomsday beacon, they were all going to stop Martin for good before he had the chance to use Item 13.But somehow he had managed to best them again, Megan realised. How?"Surprised?" Martin's question snapped her out of her thoughts to see the smug smile on his face. "You should be. You're playing against the best after all.""This isn't a game, Martin," she returned. "Real lives are at stake here; and if you deploy Item 13, I'm afraid even you may lose yours.""Well Miss Months, that's a risk I'm willing to take."Martin took a big, exaggerated bow before signalling to his men and they opened fire.Kei caught
Shanghai, China Ricardo accelerated the SUV through the highway like a mad man, swishing in and out of traffic without concern for the law or the motorists screaming at him. "Is the signal locked yet?!" he shouted to the teenagers in the back seat with their eyes intently fixed on a tablet in their middle. "Still working on it," Adolf returned. "Work faster!" "Hey, dude," Kei looked up, pissed, "you wrote the program. If you find it unsatisfactory, then change it." She shoved the tablet in front of him and would have caused quite the commotion if Megan hadn't grabbed it from her hands. "Enough!" She cut out whatever retort Ricardo had in mind with a look. "We're
The director's office was still in a state of tempered chaos when Megan arrived back with Ricardo in tow. Dennis remained in front of the monitor-map with a glare like that would somehow force the red dots to converge on to one stable point, but Kei and Jay had now joined Adolf, who was obviously at wit's end with the tracking, by the computer-desk. Arthur just watched everything on by the side in concerned silence.The door slid open to admit the duo in and the others turned to acknowledge their presence; Arthur and Dennis leaving their spots to meet them."Heard you're in quite the pickle, Director," Ricardo started with an almost taunting smirk on his face, but he sobered when he saw the state of the monitor-map. "What can I do to help?""The Doomsday beacon was activated a
Megan had thought that she knew what a red alert looked like in Olympus, but she was wrong. When she, Arthur, and Jay stepped out of the conference room, the entire building was in utter chaos. Alarms blared from everywhere, people ran helter-skelter in no particular direction; the whole atmosphere was just in a state of disarray.What the hell was going on? she wondered. Was it possible that Item 13 wasn't the only imminent threat the world was facing?Arthur tapped on Megan's shoulder just then, snapping her back to where she really was in the middle of the whole situation. "We have to move," he said and she followed him with Jay in tow as he weaved his way expertly through the chaos to the director's office.The office had the same chaotic air as the rest of the bu
"Your activities have not gone unnoticed." Arthur's displeasure was very vivid in his demeanour as he stared at the faces seated around the conference table. "Rio, Havana, Chersky. Your debacles have made headlines, and all in the presence of an unauthorised personnel who could very well be an enemy combatant too. Tell me, is this how the Supermen are supposed to operate?""All due respect, Mr. Principal Officer, none of this is our fault," Kei returned. "In fact, I'm willing to bet that we would have recovered Item 13 by now if-" Whatever she wanted to say got stuck in her throat as Dennis shot her a very stern glare. A silent debate ensued between the two of them as she seemed to insist on going ahead with her statement and he preventing her with his glare.Finally, Kei huffed. "You deal with this." She kicked back her chair and zoome
The steady hum of the Chariot in flight was the only thing that Megan could hear as she looked at the faces staring back at her around the battlestation. Ricardo, Adolf, Jay, even Kei; none of them spoke as they awaited what she presumed was her reasonable explanation for what she had blurted out in Chersky.Thing is, after Megan's confession, she had walked away from the warehouse to one of the SUVs and drove away without a word, leaving the others to catch up with her at the airstrip; and while none of them had spoken a word directly to her in return about her actions- Megan was actually surprised that Kei hadn't but she figured the others had forced her not to- she knew it was only a matter of time before they physically demanded an explanation.Well, looked like the time had come, she realized when Ricardo stood up. Apparen