Shakari stared out of the window as acid rain fell down from the skies. The smog of their world, the ruined wreck of their makers reflected the light of the city giving the clouds an eerie red glow. He could see his own reflection on the wet glass, as he went over the plans with his officers one more time. He was Shakari, and was the Gremlin the Central Government had chosen to lead the Shadownet, their espionage and wetwork organization. It was a fledgling organization, and even now the Gremlins were still feeling their way through the dark. There was one Gremlin that the government wanted to convince to join them, and for good reason.
Shakari had read the reports from the scouts in Tricorp territory. Their technology was crude and inefficient compared to their own, but they had vast numbers. Numbers enough to crush the Central Government and enslave the people, and once they got ahold of Chekov and his notes who knew what it would take to stop the march of Tricorps forces. Shakari had a bad feeling that stopping them would do some good for a great many number of gremlins beyond even this one continent.
Shakari shook his head and cleared his thoughts. Now was not the time to ponder the future. Now was the time to focus on the mission at hand, recruiting the espionage hero was his priority today. While he may not be a brilliant Gremlin like the Raider, or the Scout, or the Baron, or Chekov the Inventor, he was still able to make up for his individual lackluster with a great many minds and perspectives. It was thus that he had decided the best way to bring The Spy on to his side was to impress him.
What better way to impress a spy then to beat him at his own game?
Shakari turned to where his top officers were gathered around a map of the city. It was in this city that The Spy had last been spotted. Shakari didn't even try to hide the buildup of commando and black ops forces in the city, The Spy knew something was up and it was Shakari's hope that that would attract his attention long enough to catch him before he went to ground. If he got away, Shakari didn't have high hopes of ever finding him again. It was now or nothing.
Shakari lifted a short range walki talkie to his mouth.
"Report."
He didn't have to mention names, his forces were trained well enough that they knew who he was talking to.
"All clear on the rooftops, nothing but the evening shift headed home and the graveyard shift headed to work. I gotta say though boss, there are a lotta windows up here. I can guarantee we got em all covered".
Shakari nodded, one of the pitfalls of working in a city.
"Understood, do your best. We need thirty minutes alone, any longer and you are to break into the safe room. Understand?"
"Roger willco".
Shakari lowered the walkie onto a clip on his tool belt and looked back at his officers. They returned his gaze expectantly. This would be their only chance to dispense Shakari's plan without letting the spy find out, or so he hoped. Better make it count.
"Ready?"
"Ready when you are boss".
Shakari manipulated some controls on a console and lowered sound proof shutters over the windows. The door sealed itself and heavy locks rolled into place, and metal plates lowered themselves over the air vents. A faraday cage sealed outside and then nothing but silence. Even the familiar hum of the power plants, air recyclers, and climate control machines became barely a whisper.
"Alright" Shakari began. "Last report had The Spy seen in the factory district, the new section. No doubt he was taking notes on The Directors efforts at building labor jacks. I doubt that his patents mean much anymore now that The Spy got to em, but that's not my problem. Our goal tonight is to catch the spy".
Shakari passed out sealed envelopes to the other officers. He hadn't let them out of his grasp for days.
"These are your individual orders. Memorize them, then we burn the documents and dissolve the ash in this jar of water which we then flush. As you might notice, I leave nothing to chance. Alright, the last confirmed sighting was here, in the smelting rooms of Refinery 605. He was seen smiling at the Camera. The nice thing about this area is that as of last renovation, it was completely sealed off from the lower levels by several feet of engine metal to form the refineries foundation. If he is in there, the only way he is getting out is through us. I expect that he has realized that by now and it is our hope that curiosity killed the vermin".
Shakari regarded the other officers cooly.
"Alright. Commando teams alpha, Charlie, delta, foxtrot, and November will move through the refinery, they will search every room. Zuko, you have the specifics of your mission in the folder. You are in charge. This is for real so lethal force is authorized, shoot to kill".
Zuko raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"Toph, you're in charge of holding the cork on the bottle. There is only one way into the refinery district and it's through the monorail systems, both freight and passenger. We were able to cut the power to the rail lines after we switched some of The Barons documents, but only for this night otherwise he would notice the inventory discrepancy. You have to watch those lines and keep the Spy from using them, supposedly you can't use them without a vehicle or protective equipment, but assume nothing. We don't know what he has stashed away and I expect he has some emergency supplies scattered all over the city. Specifics are in your folder".
"Iroh your taking our elite wetwork teams and looking for signs of The Spy and hunting him down. I will be joining you. Our goal is to corner him and take him into custody, with violence if need be. We need to show that Shadownet is ready, willing, and able to play for keeps. We cannot have a Gremlin of his intelligence and ability running around and whether he joins us or not we need to put him away before he does something stupid".
No Gremlin at the table needed to be told what it would mean if The Spy decided to side with Tricorp in the coming war. They needed all the talent they could get.
"Alright, Zuko will be deploying here and here, via Helidynes we requisitioned from the military and…"
Shakari went over the details of the plan, and when thirty minutes were up he activated the controls to open the doors and shutters. Air once again flowed into the room and the stale stench of anxious Gremlin flowed out. Shakari exited carrying a jar of grey water which he promptly dumped down a handy drain.
"You have your orders. Move out".
His three officers smartly saluted, about faced, and headed down the corridor already barking orders into their respective walkies.
--- Several hours later ---
The Helidyne carring Iroh and Shakari soared through the acid storm as electrical discharges began to increase in both number and intensity. What had started out as a drizzle was beginning to build in intensity into a full blow electrical storm, probably fueled by some ancient and exotic power plant deep in the crust of the planet. Idly Shakari listened in on the radio chatter as they disconnected the monorail lines physically isolating the refinery from the rest of the city.
Shakari knew that he and his men only had a limited time to locate, identify, pursue, and capture The Spy. Their ruse with The Barons records would only last so long, and The Baron wouldn't give a shit what Shakari wanted to do, greedy son of a dead star. It couldn't be helped though, he had already beaten his head raw at the problem for over a month coming up with this plan in highly paranoid secrecy.
Shakari watched as Zuko and his men began to separate from the squads in charge of keeping The Spy bottled up. Their flashlights throwing spears of light into the dark, punctuated by brilliant purple bolts of lightning that lit up the sky brighter than day. It would be hell to find The Spy in this wheather, but there was no other choice. If The Spy thought the Government was after him he would go to ground and likely never be seen again. It was now or never.
Reaching up Shakari pulled a galvanized rubber gas mask over his head, feeling his jaw and ears pop as its systems generated positive pressure against the plastic lenses and galvanized rubber. It should keep out the poisonous air in the refinery as well as any gaseous tricks The Spy had up his sleeve. He hated these damn things, he always felt like he was suffocating and the rubber pulled at his fur. It was necessary though since they had cut power to the plant, and any air conditioning, filtering, and recycling systems it had built into it.
"This is Toph. All clear, everything is in position, Zuko has gone on ahead. Whenever you are ready".
Shakari beeped acknowledgement over his mic, he and his men would play overwatch for now, moving in as Zuko located and narrowed down the objective. They had thought about using code words but Shakari had decided against it in favor of ease and clarity of communication. This Gremlin was supposedly a genius at his chosen trade. Shakari didn't feel like trying to pull the lattice over his eyes.
Several hours passed. Shakari began to worry, had The Spy already caught on and decided to outlast him and his men? He didn't have any illusions that he could. In a few hours the morning shift would start and many gremlins would be upset at their inability to get to work, followed swiftly by The Baron hacking into his communications to scream in his ear why the Shadownet had taken over one of his plants.
Shakari's thoughts were interrupted by Zuko over the radio.
"Hold it…I see something. One and Two, take point and find out what it…there it goes! Its him its…by the stars we lost him. He had mines set out, fragmentation. Simple stuff, looks home made". Shakari nodded and brought up a heads up display to show him Zukos location. The primary smelter, makes sense. Wide open space to go around Alpha and Charlie. Looks like Shakari was right, The Spy was also playing for keeps too. He heard gunfire over the radio followed by what sounded like a bullet ricocheting off metal.
"Report" he smoothly commanded.
"Bastard had a snipers nest, its empty now. Doesn't look like any gun ive ever seen. I call dibs!"
Shakari frowned as he heard some groans in the background.
"Keep the fuck on your claws you assholes! The Spy could fracking kill you all, so shut the fuck up and get back to work!"
A slightly sulky sounding Zuko responded. "Roger wilco, proceeding down the hallway".
Shakari brought a map out from a side panel and plotted Zukos position and course on the blueprints for the plant. It lead straight into Tophs position, his most heavily fortified one as a matter of fact. The Spy for all his gadgets and gizmos couldn't stand up in a straight slugging match, it was probably why he was called The Spy instead of The Thug. The only reason The Spy would head straight for a killzone was…
"Toph! The Spy has a bolt hole! Advance towards Zukos position, you can catch him in a cross fire, he wont have anywhere to go, Stars you could probably dogpile him into submission! Move fast before he makes his bolt hole!"
"Roger wilco"
A few minutes later Toph and Zuko met up with no sign of The Spy. Shakari smacked his fist on the tray in front of him, but kept a grim face. They would stay until the time limit. Maybe there was still a chance.
"Sir?" The pilot radioed back from the cockpit, Shakari looked up.
"We have movement on the radar sir, the monorail line is extending".
Shakari looked and saw a vehicle headed across the monorail. Even the Spy cant fly on his own. Flashing a toothy grin (known only to himself behind his mask) Shakari ordered the helidyne to land on the far side to intercept.
"He has only one way to go. I think we got him".
Thoughts? Too fast?