Squadron: Birmingham 2019

Personae non grata Having escaped from their underground interment, the team recovered and recouped at Alma McMartin’s hidden cottage in the Lickey Hills country park. Those that had felt the touch of the Homuculi’s strange radiation felt themselves changing. Driven by feelings of failure and despair, Agony Aunt injected herself with serum after serum gleaned from every strange creature she’d encountered, becoming incredibly strong and monstrous to look at. Strolling the hills, she came across Alma, weeping. In a conversation she found out that Alma was slightly psychic and she’d felt to the hills to escape the pressure of people’s thoughts. That’s how she knew the Heroes were still good despite the reports on the news media. But the suffering they’d been through, and the darkness she could feel growling in more than one, was wearing on her and she’d begun to self harm just to drive their thoughts away. Though her house seemed safe, Agony Aunt said they had to leave. Alma

Agony aunt is hunched over in a corner, dirty, hair in disarray. In one hand, a syringe, the other making a fist as she injects her latest serum. The floor is littered with vials, labels varying from neat, doctoral writing to hasty scrawls – Slink, Tyrannosaurus Rex, homunculi. Her arm muscles stand out, grossly inflated and covered in sickly green and purple veins, spreading from the injection site once the junkie-eqsue tourniquet is released. Her knuckles are bloody, a mirror lays smashed in the background – she fears what she has become but aren’t heroes meant to make sacrifices? She stands. Tech Knight her hero, dead. Dynamo, dead. The people she sought to inspire, gone. Warrior, their killer is alive, because of her actions. No good deed goes unpunished. Under the watchful gaze of the homunculi eye on the shelf, she realises – she has become just like them, once human, now a monster in the eyes of the world.

Descents Techknight and Deacon secured SkyLord's orbiting fortress. Along with the army of robots, it also contained enough animal and plant DNA sample to allow anyone with sufficient wit to repopulate a decimated planet. Techknight installed safeguards to ensure no-one without the appropriate level of access (ie. Sq:B) could activate the space station's systems. Deacon ensured that the station was in geosynchronous orbit over the UK and then secretly patched the errors in Techknight's programming. A Squad-Jet docked, piloted by Miasma. She mused that she couldn't wait for the new recruits to be fully trained to pilot the team's jets. It was getting wearing to have to cover all the required tasks with just three members. She asked Deacon to mind the store and took Techknight away to perform to essential duties on Earth. Deacon would be relieved as soon as his team-mates had finished searching for Slink. Deacon did another tour of the station. He noticed a sl

Crushing Disappointment Having secured Skylord’s Space Station and its army of robots, the team needed to return to Earth to stop Slink from releasing all of the criminals - empowered and otherwise - from Winson Green prison. Leaving Techknight and Deacon to secure the facility, they flew down to find Warrior waiting for them. He congratulated them on their recent successes - especially the way they’d suckered Techknight into taking the first wave of attacks. He assured them they’d not find him such a patsy. As a group they approached the prison. Their Sq:B ID got them in, and Frostorm and Firefly were duly incarcerated. Electro, Agony Aunt and Warrior went to see the Governor whilst Magnetron and Steel Reign went to check the prison’s secret back-up generators. (Magnetron had discovered them during his computer research.) as expected, they had been located and booby trapped by the villain’s. The first booby trap was so cunningly low if that it defeated the high tech heroe

I never expected to go into space! A quick investigation of the electronics warehouse that had allegedly bribed the BISCUIT security personnel to allow their prisoners to escape, yielded little. It was exclusively stocked with obsolete technology. There was no way that this company was throwing 5 figure sums around. Some digging into the company records showed that it was actually a whole-owned subsidiary of Drax industries. Via several shell companies of course. Drax is, as you know, the supplier of high technology goods at all levels from the household washing machine to Government defence systems.  The nearest Drax facility being near the NEC - apparently an exception to the green belt building ban - the team flew their cloaked Squad Jet there. Creating himself some false ID, Magnatron scouted the location in the guise of a new security guard. It didn’t take long to discover the second, empty, redundant car park. The one with a seam down the middle and occasiona