I walk down the narrow halls of the White House. That's right, I'm in the White House, but I don't have time to stand around. I'm meeting with the president, the President.
I continue my walk, and straighten my tie. What I'm about to do is the most important thing in my life. I walk right into his office.
"Sir..." I say.
"Miss Raft, I want to say thank you for rescuing me." I hadn't even thought about the fact that the President was captured, but I didn't tell him that.
"My pleasure." I say.
"Now... what is it that you want to talk to me about?" I'm trying not to shake, but I can't help it.
"Mr. President, I have physical and photo proof of a planned terrorist attack." he leans forward, I've got his attention. "And not only do I have evidence, I also have a plan to stop it." Slowly he looks at the pictures. I watch his eyes grow wide, and now he's shaking.
"A-and what is your plan?"
"I want to put together a team to counter this."
"What kind of team?"
"A team of supers."
"Th-that might actually work. Who do you want for this team?"
"Do you remember the San Francisco incident? With Bridget Summers? And Dark Mage?"
"Yes, but Bridget Summers isn't a super, and Dark Mage... is dead... wait... you can't mean August Summers!?"
"Yes, I do mean him."
"You want him for this? We don't even know where he is!"
"Leave that to me."
"Don't blame me if that... thing! Kills everyone! Though you have my approval. God bless America."
I walk out of his office more confident than ever. James Wilson has a plan, so do I. I will carry this plan out, and I will save not only America, but the world! And I'm not scared anymore.
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