In Paris, a massive prison was there to hold all of the criminals hostage. The Phantom was no different. They were brought in and all locked in cells. Adrian did have a power and could break out, but what was the point of doing so anyways. He was a one man job and all the guards had to do to stop him was to tase him. Adrian reluctantly got in his cell and was there for a couple of days. The prison was rusted beige and covered in spider webs, cracks and even stains from who knows where. The prison warden walked up to Adrian's cell and put handcuffs on him as he opened the door to let him out.
“Where are you taking me?” Adrian asks in his bright orange jumpsuit. The warden didn’t answer his question and just brought him to the visitor room where a man wearing the Phantom cloak was sitting on the other side. Visitor rooms are rooms that have inmates on one side talking to their visitors on the other side through a phone line. There is glass separating the two and cops always on guard. Before this, Charlie had asked to witness all of Adrian’s visitor meetings in order to get more information on Phantom.
The man wore the cloak and the logo was scratched out with something so it wasn’t obvious who he was. Adrian recognized him instantly. The man had his eyes hidden by the cloak and had a techy and nerdy looking smirk as he wore a black trousers and a grey and black shirt. He had a scouter looking eye wear in one eye and glanced at Adrian.
“My.. My.. what have you gotten yourself into, Adrian?” he asks. Charlie slouched on the wall next to the cloaked figure to make sure nothing shady went down. He stood there with his shades on.
“Where is Nova?” he asks.
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“Nova is inside of a boy. We don’t need him anymore. I dropped a jar with a clone of Nova.” says Adrian. “It probably fell in the canal before the field. Varnie, I am sure you have some tech and men to go searching for it.”
“Master told me that we wouldn’t be breaking you out of jail right now,” says Varnie. “He says you have done your part.”
Adrian looks down to the side.
“Go after the Nova clone.” says Adrian. Varnie gets up from his chair and walks to the door as he turns to see a pistol aimed at his head. It was Charlie.
“Oh,” says Varnie. “Who may you be?”
“I am Charlie of AGENT.” he said. “Freeze, you are not moving anywhere.”
“AGENT has started to catch on, hmmm?” says Varnie. “I dare you to pull the trigger.”
Charlie put the pistol even closer to his head.
“I’m warning you.” says Charlie. “Surrender.”
“Shoot. Me.” he said. Charlie pulled the trigger and he shot Varnie as his body fell to the ground. Adrian turned white in shock. He started to laugh as his body changed into a blank person. It looked like a mannequin but its head panel was completely destroyed. It was a dupe. It never truly was Varnie there.
“Varnie, you son of a-” says Adrian.
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Dr. George Varnie was inside of a dark grey Phantom logoed helicopter with five of his soldiers. The helicopter was flying through the canal as Varnie looked around. He took his hood off, revealing his short black hair and grey and blue eye in one eye and the other was dull brown. The dull brown was behind a scouter looking eyewear. This device allowed him to have x-ray and far vision, allowing him to locate the jar. It was on a shore, full of trash, on the side of the canal, 10 kilometres from its original location. He jumped from the helicopter when the copter went down to a save jumping height. He swam over and grabbed the jar in his hand.
“I got it. It’s time, we get the relics.” he said.
THE END - TO BE CONTINUED