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"The rain continues to fall"

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The Parodiopolis office of the Federal Meta-Human Resources Center.
Monitoring Station A1, Sub-Level Alpha.
Monday, 11 am.

Agent Ruben Holcomb is staring at a flat panel plasma screen. He trying to decipher the now virus inflected files on C-Class displayed on said screen. Two hours ago, the FMRC monitoring system lost track of the whole team. Four hours ago, their trainer quit.

Holcomb doesn't have much in the way of leads, but he does have a few hunches which should proved fruitful. He pulls out his cellphone & dials a number. A couple minutes later, the line is picked up.

"Hello." the pleasant female voice on the other end said.

"Miss Brandiwyne, call out your troops. You should find my instructions for them in your e-mail inbox now."

"Yes, sir." Miss Brandiwyne replied.

They both hung up.

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Across town from where Mr. Holcomb stood. In one of the many high raise apartment buildings, in the apartment of Miss Abigail "Abbey" Parker & her boyfriend, Mr. Gordon Matthew Summers, is where C-Class are. They are having Pizza.

"Is there anymore Sausage & Pepperoni left?" James asked.

"No. That was the first to go, but we still got a whole plain cheese pizza?" Ben said holding up the remaining pizza.

James shook his head no declining the offer.

"So?" Betty asked after swallowing a bite of her slice "How did you too meet?"

Abbey looked at Mr. Summers & he looked back, she then said with a slight laugh. "We met at an Industry party."

"Yeah, Mr. Garrick was holding it & I was told to be their or lose my job." Mr. Summers said also with a slight laugh. "I didn't know any one there. Well, I knew a few people from work. But, most of the other people at the party that I knew: They didn't know me. I spent most of my time at the Buffet table."

"Well, I was on Assignment. S.W.O.R.D. had become employed for the night by Mr. Roni Y. Avis, the internet Billionaire. I think he accepting an award or something. He didn't want anyone ruining his 'good time' as he called it & I think he liked the way we, being S.W.O.R.D. agents looked." Abbey said with a look of disgust on her face. "During a short break I made my way over to the buffet table to scope out the food. There at the row of tables, a few feet away from me was this handsome gentlemen stuffing his face with cocktail weenies." Abbey said looking lovingly at Mr. Summers.

"Yeah & a few feet away from me I saw this ridiculously dressed woman looking at me, I stopped eating." Mr. Summers said looking lovingly back at Abbey.

"There was a connection. But, before we could really do anything, I had to stop a person from attacking Mr. Avis. I think was an ex-girlfriend or maybe it was a member of the Lair Legion. Could have been both?" Abbey said with a shrug of the shoulders.

"So, what happened next?" Betty asked.

"Later on Abbey wrote her number on my hand after a short conversation before the close of the end of the event."

"He waited a week before calling me." Abbey pointed out.

"I was nervous. I almost sweated off half of the number that night. I had to look up your number in the phone book & then get up the courage to call. Abbey was different from the girls I'd been out with. There was something about her & I didn't want to screw it up with her." Mr. Summers said looking lovingly at Abbey.

Abbey was blushing a bit & then said "Well, he called. We went out for drinks a couple times & we didn't make out until the 3rd or 4th date."

"Yeah." Mr. Summers thinking back to that night. Abbey hit him on the shoulder.

A few members of C-Class laughed. Then, someone's cell phone went off. Their ring tone was the Star Spangled Banner. It was Abbey's, she answered it.

"Hello. Yes, this is she. Ok. I'll be there in twenty." She said with pauses in between & then hung up.

Abbey kissed Summers' on the cheek. "Sorry. But, I've gotta go. They need me to help prevent an assassination." She said offhandedly like it happened everyday.

She then turned to C-Class & said. "It was nice meeting you all & it's nice to finally have a faces to now go with the names."

A few said goodbye as Abbey went down the hallway to her bedroom to get her uniform on.

"My relationship with Abbey has been the best thing to happen to me in years." Mr. Summers said as he watched her walking away. Turning back to the group & changing the subject Mr. Summers asked "Well, has everyone had enough pizza?"

There were nods all around the table.

"Ok. Let's head back to the couch."

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The shores of Lake Michigan in a time share Condo (a few minutes later).

Dr. Roy Hinkley was fighting for his life. He hadn't had time to get his full suit of armor on before She had burst through one of the exterior walls & into the condo. He had gotten his gauntlets on & was blasting at the intruder with all he had. He had blasted at her with all different types of lights & sounds, but nothing was working. The force He had shot at her would have downed an Elephant by now, but She just kept walking towards him.

"You know, Dr. Hinkley. Not matter what you do, your only making me stronger." The woman said in broken english. She had a heavy Germanic accent. Her metallic coated body shown brightly in the morning sun. Hinkley could also see right above her heart one of those fashionable Patriot brands burnt into her metallic skin.

He recognized her from the FMRC's files, she was member of B-Class. That was the Class he felt he should have been in & not with those Loser's in C-Class.

"Now, Dr. Hinkley. Tell me what I want know & we can get this over with." she said with a look of malice in her eyes.

"I don't know where those loser's are. I haven't spoke to them since I got kicked out."

"Is that the truth?" She asked.

"Yes." Dr. Hinkley said, catching his breath for the first time in a while.

"Ok then. Thank you for your time." Alisandra Slaw said & turned to leave. Once outside, Alisandra spoke into her wrist communicator & flew off.

Dr. Hinkley walked over to the hole in the wall to watch her leave. Reinfield, his height challenged lackey, crawled out from some of the wreckage that was his master's lab & walked over.

"So, C-Class has gone rogue." Dr. Hinkley said out loud to no one.

"It appears so, master." Reinfield replied as if the comment was directed to him.

"They'll be caught within the day." Hinkley said off handedly & turned around to look at the laboratory. "Now, help me clean this place or I'll lose my deposit when we leave."

"Yes, Master." Reinfield said as he started to clean up.

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Back at Mr. Summers' Apartment, the members of C-Class were gather together back on the semi-circle leather couch. Mr. Summer was handing out file folders to everyone.

"What are these?" James asked before he opened his.

"They are copies of your FMRC file. I thought you might have wanted to see what they had on you."

The Group opened the files & began to read.

"Man, these people are anal!" James said. "Was it really a matter of national security to lnow what breakfast cereal I prefer?"

"I doubt it. But, they did want to know everything about you." Mr. Summers said.

There was somethings in Ben's file he's never told anyone about. One thing that surprised him was his purity level.

Just then, Abbey dressed up in her full "Model Citizen" get-up walked by. "See you all later." She said.

"Wait!" Mr. Summers said. Abbey stopped as he ran over to her.

"What?" She said & began to look around for something wrong.

Mr. Summers moves her wig a bit, it was crooked. She smiled, said thank you & kissed his cheek. He smiled back. She then waved goodbye to C-Class. A few waved back. James had a dazed look his face as he waved.

After she'd left, Mr. Summers said sternly: "James, would you please quit ogling my girlfriend!"

"Sorry. It's just that's she's so.. so.. HOT!" James said & then quiet proud of himself, said "You know She's in my top ten of most Do-able Super Heroes."

There were groans all around. James got evil looks for the women present.

"I did not need to know that." Mr. Summers said as walked back over to the group. "Getting back to the matters at hand: The FMRC no longer has these files, I messed with their copies. But, they might have other ways over getting info on you now that you've broken away from the Organization."

"We have?" Oswald said.

"Yes. Your were being here tells them that you've gone AWOL."

"It does?" Oswald said nervously. He just thought he was going to special meeting, not going AWOL.

"Yes. You could go back to the FMRC, I won't stop you. But, there is a possibility that you'd be tortured for information. I personally couldn't do that but you leaving now is still an option."

"oh. I think I'll stay." Oswald said softly.

"How might they get the this info?" Betty asked changing the subject.

"From your family, friends, teachers, bosses, etc. Basically anyone who'd know anything about you."

"Crap." Ben thought. He hadn't told his parents about his powers or his decision to join the FMRC. Having Agent Holcomb show up at his parent's house & then berate them for info was not the way he wanted to break the news to them.

"Who do think would be doing the info gathering?" Betty asked. "Agent Holcomb?"

Mr. Summers let out a laugh. "No. Holcomb holds himself to high to do it himself. B-Class would the likely choice."

"When would they be doing this?" Oswald asked.

"By now, I think, if they haven't already started." Mr. Summers said.

Then, Oswald's cell phone went off.

"It's my Mom." he said recognizing the ring tone & answers. The group could hear a woman crying loudly on the other end.

"Mom. Mom, it's ok. Tell me what happened. Ok. Ok. Little blue plastic men? Ok. Have they left? That's good. I Love you, too. 'Bye." Oswald said in between his Mother's crying.

He then hung up & then said. "My Mom was just attacked by a group of small blue plastic creatures. They went through everything in the house, especially my room. They then asked her a couple questions forcefully after finding nothing they wanted." Oswald said sadly.

"Is your mom alright?" Mr. Summers said.

"Yes, just a little shaken up. She's going to spend some time with my grandparents in Dullard's Corners."

There was few moments of silence & then Mr. Summers said "Ok. We going on a fieldtrip. Everyone collect your stuff, we're leaving"

"Do we have to crowd around Lance again?" James said making another smart ass comment.

"Not if your wearing those pins I gave you." Mr. Summers said as he got on his coat & picked up a briefcase.

He made his way over to the door, opened it & turned around to say "Are we ready?"

There were scattered nods.

"Good. Follow me." Mr. Summers said as he walked out the door. The members of the now AWOL C-Class soon followed.

A short elevator ride down to the Parking Garage & a short walk across the lot, Mr. Summers said. "Here we are. Get in."

"What is it?" Dreama asked as the group stared at the vehicle. It had seen better days.

"It's a decommissioned Ambulance I got cheap from a Surplus place I know about." Mr. Summers said as he climbed into the drive seat.

Betty opened open on the back door (which seriously need oiling) & the group climbed in. Surprisingly there were seat belts for everyone.

"Were riding in this?" Dreama asked as she felt the need to wash everything she was wearing.

"Sure." Mr. Summers said & then attempted to turn the hunk of junk on. "What's wrong with it? It just needs some TLC & a fresh coat of paint."

The Engine wouldn't turn over. Mr. Summers attempted to start it up again, it almost got there that time.

"Come on!" Mr. Summers said to the Vehicle repeatedly with varying inflection each time.

The 3rd time was the charm, it started & they were off.

"Where are we going?" Dreama asked as Mr. Summers backed up quickly & Ben quickly closed the backdoors.

"Where else do you go in a Ambulance? The Hospital!" Mr. Summers said & spun out of the garage with a look of glee.

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Goth Haven University, the home of the Sitting Ducks.
The Peter Billingsley English Building, Noon-ish.

Brooke Lynn Bridge had just finished her Intro to Abstract Poetry of 5th Century China class for the day. She left the building & was walking across the quad when she realized she was being followed. She tried to loose the guy but he wasn't letting up. After a 15 minute chase, she stopped to face him.

Brooke spun around & yelled forcefully "Listen, buddy. I don't care what you've read on the Internet: I don't go down on random people. That's just a rumor started by that witch Amber St. Marie because I got a better score of Mr. Dillion's Final last quarter. Ok? So, stop following me."

The man was in his mid-twenties. He has dark brown, greasy hair. He was wearing a trenchcoat, appeared homeless & didn't go away. He just stood there in silence for a minute or two & then said "I'm not following you because of that. I'm following you because of your association with a certain gentlemen."

"Who?"

"A one Mr. Ben Hermes, would you know where he is at this moment?" The man asked creepily.

"Let's see..." Brooke said sarcastically as she looked at her watch. "It's around Noon on a day ending in Y, Ben being spineless is probably at his job..."

The man interrupted "He's not there, we checked."

"We?" Brooke asked.

"Yes. Where else might he be?"

"With his friends from the FMRC."

"Yes. But, we don't know where they are."

"Ok. Well, I don't know where he or his friends would be."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Ok." He said & turned away. Then, turned back "I may be back."

He started walk away, as he did he spoke into his wrist communicator.

Brooke walked off in the opposite direction. "Whatever." she thought as she dialed her cell phone.

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Minutes later in Summers' Ambulance.

"That was my friend Brooke she was just approached by, according to her, a creepy homeless man. He was asking where I was." Ben said as he put his cell phone back in his pocket.

"Hmmm..." Mr. Summers said as he weaved around in traffic. "That might have been Wild Card."

"He's a member of B-Class, isn't he?" Betty asked.

"Yes." Mr. Summers said & then asked. "Betty?"

"Yes, Mr. Summers?"

"Could you go into my briefcase I brought & hand out the files inside to everyone."

"Sure." Betty said & did so.

"These are files are to give you the 411 on what to expect in a combat situation with them." Mr Summers said.

"Why?" James said. "You think those brain dead freaks are going to be that hard to defeat."

"Yes. They may be brain dead at rest, but when given a mission to carry out they are far from brain dead." Mr. Summers said as he almost hit a car going to slow for him.

"It's a good thing were going to a hospital." Ben thought.

"The First file is about Tricia Manchester." Mr. Summers said as the group opened their file folders

They could see a picture of a young woman whose appearance gave off a Brit Punk feel, she was even smoking in the picture.

"Her codename is Euro-Trish. She's a British citizen living in the US on a visa. She claims & so does her file that she has the combined powers of the entire European Union."

"So, a Female Canadian Nightmare?" James interrupted.

"No. On the surface they may seem familiar but in terms of powers they couldn't be more different. Miss Manchester is a metamorph. On record she has at least 25 different looks. Most of these looks are tied to a stereotypical look of someone from one of the EU's member countries. On the next page you can see some of them."

On the next page was a collage of a few of Tricia's many different looks: she could any type of Male or Female of various ages & races.

"Miss Manchester also a has a series of throwing stars that she employes & is an excellent hand to hand fighter. Next is Marston."

They could see a picture of a seven foot tall blueish green clear plastic humanoid creature.

"Is that a first name or a last name?" James called out laughing a bit.

"I'm not sure." Mr. Summers said weaving through traffic again. "His files just lists his real name as Marston. He goes by the codename of Plastique. Also, the creature shown there is not actually Marston."

"What?" came from a few puzzled members of the group.

"Yes. The Plastique you see before you is a malleable, clear bio-responsive polymer given human form. This polymer is operated via highly experimental neuro-electric interface. According to his file, Marston was a promising Science Student at Parodiopolis University when he had an accident. The accident caused his mind to be permanently fused to the polymer entity now known as Plastique. A side effect of the accident was that it also put Marston's body into a coma. His body's vitals must be maintained or his mind will be lost & the polymer will revert back to it's unincorporated form. I'd suspect his body is somewhere with in the FMRC building hooked up to various machines keeping him alive. One of the special powers Marston can do in the Plastique form is mold himself into various forms & he can also split off into smaller versions of himself."

"Like with the one's who attacked my Mother?" Oswald said.

"Yes. Exactly. I wasn't sure if I wanted to show you guys these files now or later. But, with Plastique attacking Oswald's mom & Wild Card contacting Ben's friend, I knew it was time. Those attacks are partly why were going to the Hospital."

"Why that?" Dreama asked.

"Don't you remember?" Mr. Summers asked before going back to driving/imparting knowledge on the group. "The next member of B-Class is Alisandra Slaw."

Alisandra's picture shows her to be a statuesque female. Her entire body is covered in some sort of metal. She also appear to not be wearing any type of clothing (the metal was covering up all the obscene bits).

"Bow-chicka-bow-wow!" James said with laugh.

"James, Grow up." Dreama snapped back.

"She is the daughter of Eustace Slaw, the self proclaimed Master of the Motown Sound. He is most commonly considered a villain of T'Chaco, the ruler of the African nation of Wakandybar & current holder of the Black Pantser mantle." Mr. Summers said.

Ben rolled his eyes & groaned a bit remembering his run in with Slaw. He still has some of the bruises he got from his encounter. Ben also hasn't been able to listen to certain Motown songs without flinching. Then, Ben thinks about Fern & wonders how she is. Then, wonders if Holcomb & B-Class would go after her. Then, thinks about the Butterfly Twins & if Holcomb would go after them, too.

"Alisandra received her metallic look from a reported accident with a vat of molten Vibratium, a metal found predominately in Wakandybar & the metal her father uses in his evil plans. It's surprisingly that her dip in the vat didn't just kill her, but it merely coated her body in the metal. A side affect of that is she is stuck looking the way she did when she fell into the vat: she, for all intents & purposes, can't age. Another side effect is that she can absorb any type of energy into her body, that absorption makes her stronger. In a fight, Lance: I think you would work out best against her." Mr. Summers said.

This comment caught Lance off guard. "What? Why me?" He felt he didn't have any sort of strength & would be worthless in a fight against her.

"She, like her father, is obsessed with sound. Since your power counteracts sounds, you would be the wise choice to sent against her."

"Oh. ok. I guess."

"The codename she was given by the FMRC, but she hardly uses, is Silver Bullet. She feels the name is beneath her. Next up is Wild Card."

The Group looked at the picture of him. He appeared to be younger then the rest, looked homeless & has greasy, brown hair.

"There was no real name on file that I could find. He has the meta ability to tap into the potential improbability energy contained within an object. He can then use that improbability to transform the said object into any other know object. His file didn't say if he can control the transformations. He most often uses playing cards to channel the energy through."

"Is that it?" James asked flipping the page & seeing there was no next page.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Summers said.

"I thought all FMRC classes had six or seven members?"

"Yes. So?"

"But, that's just four. Where are the rest of the members?"

"These files were locked to me. I'm still trying to open the rest & once I do: I'll inform you about what I find."

"That's not really going to help us in a fight." James side offhandedly.

"Well, you can't always go into a battle knowing everything." Mr. Summers said & his mind recalled his last mission with his old team, their last mission as a team. He could hear them screaming. He could see their dead lifeless faces.

He shook those images & repressed those memories to concentrate on the here & now. As he did that he could hear Betty saying his name.

"Yes, Betty?" he replied.

"Look where your going!" She screamed. Mr. Summers saw that the Ambulance was drifting into oncoming traffic. He corrected the vehicle into the right lane.

"Sorry about that, guys." Mr. Summers said with a small, nervous laugh.

"Where did you get these locked files?" Betty asked, now a little calmer.

"Before I left the FMRC, I took some of their computer files. Files on you guys, B-Class, A-Class, Project files, Personal Files, etc. They're all on my laptop." Mr. Summers said.

Betty took Mr. Summers' Laptop out his briefcase & began to explore the desktop.

"I've got most of the files I copied unlocked. A-Class is giving me the most problems. I guess that was to be expected since they were Garrick's pet project within the FMRC. And, Look!" Mr. Summers said & then pointed to a sign that said: Phantomhawk Memorial Hospital next right.

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The Parodiopolis office of the Federal Meta-Human Resources Center's Lobby.

"Hi. Could you tell Mr. Holcomb that I'm a very busy man & can't be kept waiting. So, if he'd like my services again he knows the number to call. " A nicely dressed gentleman said to the woman at the Information booth.

"Yes, Mr. Regent." she said.

"Thank you." He replied & then left the building.

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Mr. Summers parks the Ambulance & C-Class piles out. As the group makes their way over to the main building, Mr. Summers walks up next to Ben.

"Ben, can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Thanks. Like with what I did with Lance, I need you to do something very important for me."

Ben paused a minutes & then said "Sure. What?"

"Now this might not happen, but I may need to help hide someone for me. When I ask you to: I need you go invisible & to take them somewhere else. Can you do that?"

"I'm not sure. I'm never tried making another person invisible with me. But, I can try."

"That's all ask." Mr. Summers said with a smile.

Ben gave a nervous smile back.

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The group entered the hospital & went up to the Intensive Care Unit. Once there, they went down to the end of the hallway. As they past rooms, they saw Police Commissioner Graham. He was connected to a variety of machines. From the looks of it, they were the only things keeping him alive. A few Police officers asked them to move along, which they did.

As the group made their way down the hallway, an Orderly was eyeing them strangely & also looked to be of Swedish descent. Summer eyed the man with suspicion as the group entered one of the rooms. Once inside, C-Class saw who's room it was. It was Mortimer Jones's room.

"Morty!" they almost all said in unison.

Their injured teammate's face lit up with the appearance of the his friends. There was scattered talk among the group. During all this there was something Morty wanted to tell the group but none of them were listening.

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Outside the room, the Swedish looking Orderly ducked into a Janitor's closet & spoke into a wrist communicator. The Orderly's voice was clearly not Swedish or Male. "This is ET, calling H. The Rogue Element is here. I repeat the Rogue Element is here."

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"Good. Dispatch the troops." Holcomb said with an evil smile on his face.

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Back in the Hospital room a couple of minutes later, Mr. Summers said. "I hate to break up this happy reunion. But, Team we need to get into defense formation Alpha."

"Why do we need get into a formation? " James asked.

Mr. Summers didn't answer, He did turn to Ben & said "Ben?"

"Yes?"

"Can you take Morty with you to do the thing I asked."

"Sure." Ben said as he made his way over to Morty's bed.

"Where is Ben going with Morty?" James asked.

"To answer your first question, I need everyone to look outside." Mr. Summers said as he point out the window.

Coming towards the building was a lumbering, state of the art Sentinoid. The one coming at them wasn't like the one's they'd trained with before. This one was at least Two or Three generations at ahead of those.

"Attention, Hero Designates C-Class! You are in direct violation of soon to be past Senate Resolution 1066: You are in possession of unregistered meta-human abilities. You are here by asked to surrender & come with me to an official registration site for processing. If you do not comply, you will be deemed hostile & targeted for summary termination." The robot bellowed.

Ben & Morty just made it out the room as the purple metallic hand of the Sentinoid reached towards the building. Ben & Morty went Semi-Transparent or at least Semi-Semi-Transparent.

"Ben." Morty said as they hobbled down the hallway. Ben didn't answer.

"Ben!" Morty said with more of a sense of ergence in his voice.

"What?" Ben Said. He was finding it hard to carry Morty, keep the both of them semi-transparent & walk at the same time.

"I wanted to tell the group this but I guess I can't right now, so I'll tell you: I can't walk."

"What?" Ben almost yelled as they past by a Orderly running in the opposite direction. Ben was sure if it was a male or a female because the person appeared to be changing from one to the other.

"I've lost the feeling in them. My Doctor said I might get some feeling back after some extensive Physical Therapy." Morty said sadly.

"Crap!" was Ben's last thought before he heard the breaking of glass & the sounds of fighting.

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TO BE CONTINUED!

Next time, the action's goes up to 11 with a big fight scene between B-Class & C-Class! Will it get to 12 & Who will win? Revelations are made! What will they be? All this & more will happen in Semi-Transparent Lad #17. Out sometime in the future!

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FOOTNOTES:


Manic Monday!: This Issue & the last Two have all taken place during one Monday. STL # 14 takes place during 7:30 am to 8:00 am. STL #15 takes place during 9:00 am to about 11:00 am. This issue happens directly following STL #15 around 11:15 am to 1:30 pm. The next issue will finish off the rest of the day & may also take place on the next day.

People & Things! What's a story without People & Things?: There are a few People who were referenced in this story that you might not know who they are:

- Allison Brandiwyne is the FMRC B-Class's Trainer. Miss Brandiwyne first appeared in STL #12.
- Dr. Roy Hinkley is a former member of FMRC C-Class, The Professor. He was kicked off the team in STL #11.
- Project: S.W.O.R.D. is a clandestine semi-secret governmental organization which employs scantily clad Super Spies to keep the world safe from Evil. They were first mentioned last issue.
- Eustace Slaw is also known as Slaw, The Master of the Motown Sound. He is a Villain of Black Pantser. Slaw was last seen in STL #7. Then, before that in Amazing Tales # 29-31.
- Fern's full name is Fernia Guppta. She is a Princess & niece to King Fancica Guppta. You may know him by the Land Dweller form of his name: Fancy Guppy. King Fancy Guppy is King of Fishionia. Fern was last seen STL #8.
- Butterfly Twins, or the Cho-Cho Futago, are Twin Girls, Teiko and Makiko Yamasaki (or Tei-chan and Maki-chan) of Japan's super team: Giant Robot Six. They wear Pink & Lilac Battle Armor. The Twins met STL in the Order of the Observing Eye's annual Achievement Trials. They seems to hit it off pretty well & before they parted, they gave each other their e-mail addresses. This happened during Untold Tales #246-250 & my tie-in's to that Storyline.
- Rex Regent: The public face of Senate Resolution 1066. He was at the Parrodipolis FMRC building to brand C-Class as referenced in STL #14.
- Mortimer "Morty" Jones: Morty is the C-Class member who's codename is "The Masked Muskrat". Morty was injured during the Order of the Order of the Observing Eye's annual Achievement Trials. He was bitten by a flying Pig. This happened during Untold Tales #246-250 & my tie-in's to that Storyline.


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