Superheroes vs. Supernaturals: A Crossover Between Guardians and Shadow Falls

Chapter 26 | Work Keeps Piling Up

Blake

Blake telekinetically willed the gooey would-be-pancake widen on the frying pan. He hadn't been able to sleep all night long. Ron and Ana María didn't make much progress with the research; Ron couldn't connect his comic book research to any of the real spirit interactions, and Ana María's visits to the psychics had been a total waste of time–they were all fakes. Good news was no ghosts had dropped by for a visit. Not since he saw them under the bridge. And since no other incident happened, he decided to drop it as a fluke. Or an illusion. Hell, Ana María had had more experience with orgone-infused superpowers, and even she had never encountered a ghost before. Suffice to say, he must have imagined those spirits.

But Agent Tsang's seen them, too. He shook his head and resumed to focusing on the pancake, which was now ready to be served. Besides, after breakfast, he needed to pick up Captain David Prett's team and bring them to the base for a strategy meeting. It seemed this was their routine these days. Just meetings and meetings.

His phone picked that moment to ring. He focused on it, levitating it toward him while keeping the frying pan in the air. The caller ID was someone he had been waiting for. He pressed the Accept button.

"Andrew."

"Blake! Got some news for you," Andrew said on the other line. "I tracked down the artifact through an underground network and crossed references with a guy in Ecuador who sold off artifacts for a living and found out his latest sales were to a criminal gang. La Fuerza."

"Okay," Blake crooned, still unsure where the real news was.

"And I managed to track down the address with some help from your old pal, Alex McNamara."

Blake smiled.

Oh man, this is the best news.

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"Hold on. Rewind a little bit. What did your source say?" Agent Hartman said.

He stared at Blake, now in Helion persona, with assessment. Everyone in the conference room zeroed in on him, including the rest of the Guardians (Ron, Catamount, Captain Prett, Tara, Trinity, and Goodbutt), the STF (Director Potter, Dr Madison, Agent Potter and Agent Sharpe) and the FRU. Applegate and Doral had to sit out because they had to fill out some paperwork regarding the murders of Lori and Bill. Applegate strictly demanded that Helion report the meeting to her afterwards though.

"That he has found an address and it's close to Orchard Grove Cemetery," Helion explained. "That means we can catch them by the surprise."

Director Potter raised both hands.

"Before we go on, I need to ask. Can we even be sure they will still be there? Who's to say they're not already gone by now?" he questioned.

"And who is your source, Helion?" Agent Hartman asked in that interrogative tone. "Was it the same guy who told you about the trade? Is he someone from the Order?"

What should I say? Should I rat Andrew out to them? No, I can't.

Catamount rose from her seat and spoke with an authoritative voice, "Everyone, if Helion wishes to keep the identity of his source secret, we should put some trust in his decisions. After all, his ally did provide us with trustworthy intel when he informed you about the trade a few days ago."

"Yet he failed to find out that the trade was between supernaturals or that they were really trading exotic artifacts," Director Potter pointed.

Catamount met his eyes with determination. "Maybe. But it does not change the fact that Helion has been showing good faith and his determination to do nothing except to help protect Portsmouth."