{Melisa Farbank}
My pipboy chirps at me. I tap the screen bringing up my emails. I push myself to my feet grabbing my clipboard and hurrying to the back of the compartment where two figures in Fallout Industries Internal Security Uniforms stand guarding a door. As I approach one steps forward.
"State your business." "I need to inform Mr House of a development."
I raise my pipboy allowing it to scan my credentials, so tedious for heaven's sake I got on this plane with him there is no way I could be an assassin. The guard nods, I try not to feel sick as I watch how it's grey rubber skin bends with that motion, could Internal Security not have supplied us with some of the more realistic ones. It turns and knocks. A minute passes.
"Enter"
The guard steps to the side facing the wall.
"Erm, other way round." "Affirmative"
God I hate the mechanical tone they have. It seems their individual AI's are still a bit glitchy then again as we are in motion in a plane their link to Eden is deactivated so they have no one to correct them. I step past it as it's partner helps it face the correct way. As I step into the 1950's style bedroom I catch his stylist adjusting his hair.
"Mr House sir, the Secretary of State has requested an assembly tonight at 1:30." He tilts his head checking his face before swivelling towards me. "Very well I will attend anything else?" "Yes sir Magnolia wants to know when you will be home." "I intend to stay for a week. I intend to be in the city for Mr Starks little trip." "Yes sir."
(Tony Stark)
Wind rushes through my hair as I drive towards the party. I reach down and switch on the radio.
"And finally, Bluecom CEO Steven Ballmer has once again rekindled the decades old corporate war by stating that, 'fallout industrie's pipboy was the worst thing to happen to the electronics industry' politicians are already preparing to mediate between the companies not wanting a repeat of the corporate war in 2003 which saw armed militias fighting in the streets in Boston, New York and California. Fallout industries has replied with its usual response since the corporate war, 'Your just [BLANK] we won,' and pointed to the pip pad which they released in 2005 in an attempt to bridge the gap between the pipboy and the hand held device known as a IPhone."
Ha always the same Bluecom has been at Fallout Industry's throat since they were permitted to trade on American soil again. Never been this brazen tho, I'll talk with Obadiah see if we need to prepare for a second war. I glance at my own pipboy, I had to get personal permission from Mr House himself to modify this. After the corporate war Fallout industries managed to patent the pipboy making it so no one can make a similar product and they are very enthusiastic in inforcing it, thankfully dad was a friend of Mr House Sn and I've know Jn for years so he was willing to let me tinker.
I step out my Cadillac infront of the empire states building and jog up to the entrance handing my keys to a concierge. I flash a few waves and smiles to the cameras before entering and being directed to a lift and selecting my floor. When the doors open I am met by the blast of music.
{Robert Edwin House}
To be honest when Osborn invited me to this party I didn't expect him to have hired both floors of the Empire Nightclub for his announcement, I remember having this place built it was a pretty penny.
"So House any news on the new generation of SM-Class Supermutants?" "Still in the testing phase at the moment unfortunately, only 10 percent retain above Grade 6 intelligence after the procedure." "Yes that is an issue, the ones you sold us are good as body guards and the sticker system is very useful however we would prefer soldiers capable of following commands beyond 'kill that'." A ripple of laughter flows around the military men currently crowded around me. "Yes, that is what we are striving for but remember the project only really took off after the corporate war, they proved their effectiveness then." "Yes and many of Microsoft sorry Bluecom's mercenaries lost their life's fighting them, still can't believe they managed to return, California still hasn't recovered from their radiation weapons."
Ah yes, Bluecoms radiation weapons. Personally I would have preferred if we hadn't tested those during the corporate war but at least the man who ordered the testing is now repurposed into something more useful, Luckily Bluecom took the blame for the radiation storms plaguing Southern California after someone issued our synths 6 mini nukes and didn't expect them to all aim at the same area.
(Mystique)
"Thank you all for coming to this party ladies and gentlemen. I have a most important announcement to make. For years the mutant population in America has been growing some have harmlessly abilities some can destroy a continent and ever since the mutant criminal known as Magnito attempted to kill President Nixon their have been discussions over whether or not mutants should be monitored and detained if they pose a threat to the public however this has placed a strain on the prison system as the current legislation has all mutant criminals placed in solitary to prevent them from posing a threat to the human prisoners even if their power is non dangerous so now Oscorp announces our newest product. The PB-Serum, this serum suppresses the Mutant gene. Now mutant prisoners won't have to be subjected to solitary for stealing some crisps."
Polite laughter fills the room. But this this is just a new form of oppression, he hasn't said it but this could be used to oppress mutants even more I've got to report this to the brotherhood. I move to stand when his next words cause me to freeze.
"And of course this serum will complement Fallout Industrial engineerings own Mutant Detector which we have installed in the disco ball and is currently informing me that we have a shapeshifter among us don't we Miss Lane?" The needle is already in my neck before I can react a black glove wrapping around my throat. As my disguise falters I slam by foot into the man behind me's knee. I recoil in pain my heal throbbing, I reach up and grab at his face but as I pull my hands back his face comes with them a wave of revulsion overcomes me as I look at the grey rubber like skin of the face attached to my nails. I slowly look back to see exposed metal and wiring with a unnervingly human set of teeth. Suddenly something jabs into my stomach and my stomach feels as if it is on fire as I pass out.
(Tony Stark)
Well that was eventful never expected that a mutant would infuriate the party especially with so many open supporters of the Mutant Registration act here. Over half the people there are friends with Senator Kelly including House. Fallout Industries has funded his campaign for decades and has no aim to stop anytime soon. This party is spectacular and as the clock reaches 11:30 I notice Mr House and his synths head towards the lift, I catch Mr Osborn stealthily making his way to join them. They step inside together.
"I wonder where there going."
{Robert Edwin House}
"Very Impressive Norman I see you have been progressing well with the project." "Yes, but it doesn't do much about the threat. I appreciate that Senator Kelly needs our help but still he needs to get the bill through soon or the mutants will use our work against him." "Norman you worry to much. The mutant we captured is called Mystique and is a member of the Brotherhood and as such her capture will push them to do something drastic such as break her out. Which if framed correctly will boost support for our cause." "I suppose." "Ding, Sub basement §$€¥§€$"
We step out and stride down the corridor until we reach the tram. We climb in and it begins to move immediately. After 10 minutes we arrive and disembark. We are greeted by two men in black military uniforms with a round badge on their berets, the badge was black with white stars encircling a white E, each wielding a plasma rifle.
"Good Evening Sirs, identification please."
My pipboys screen sfoashes as does Norman's and he steps aside my synths join them standing guard. We stride down a wood panelled corridor until we reach a large door which opens automatically. I stride round the table to my seat. Once in place I look around the table is split into 3 groups. My third is the corporate third, to my left Darren Cross and to my right Norman Osborn. The government third is next to us and led by the Secretary of State, to his left is Senator Kelly and to his right is Colonel Stryker. The final third is what I call the Miscellaneous third it consists of Emma Frost (a mutant but we need the hell fire clubs influence), the Mandarin (if he ever turns up) and Alexander Pierce (I think he believes we don't know about Hydra but he keeps SHIELD in the dark).
"I am pleased to begin this meeting. The reason I called it, is the presidential election, Obama has the majority however he is not a friendly and so far has resisted all attempts to influence him." "There is another issue in the case of a Democratic victory. They are pro mutant and have been pushing against my bill." "You needn't worry Senator your bill will go through, tonight a high ranking member of the brotherhood of evil mutants has been apprehended in an attempt to gas Norman Osborne party whether or not the gassing equipment was on her person at the time is irrelevant. It is now and the papers have already printed the story. With her arrest the brotherhood will move to free her and that troublesome worm Xavier will most likely also push for her release however they will fail. Stryker I believe this is where you come in." "Yes. Thank you Mr House. Xavier's school has recently been audited and the result fell onto my lap and when they left my office they indicated that his school is not fit to operate and that the synth bodyguards accompanying the auditor registered a psychic invasion of the auditors mind. This is enough for me to get permission to apprehend Xavier and his teachers and place them under arrest." "And all that will be enough to get my bill passed?" "It will after the bombing. A tragic attack on a mall where a mutant self detonated. Most tragic and will get the votes on your side Senator. With this the bill goes through and we have enough power to keep it there for the foreseeable future." "That is most reassuring Mr House. Any other announcements?" "Yes, I believe I am close to cracking the formula for the pym particle which will provide the next step in not only the Yellow Jacket project but also our plans, I will of course provide each of you with a sample as per the agreement."
Discussion's went on and on for hours and finally we were finished. I lean back in my seat and sigh I go to run my hands through my hair when I remember that I am not alone.
"Mr House we need to talk." "What can I do for you Mrs Secretary?" "I want the ghoul process, I'm old and soon I'll begin to decline, I want immortality. I don't care about the negatives I want immortality." "Here is the issue Mrs Secretary, ghoulification is a lottery you may become immortal or you might turn into a lump of undying flesh. However if you don't care about the negatives I have something that would offer the immortality you want however you would never visit anywhere in person, your body would lie in a cryogenically frozen state. But your mind, your mind would be free to live in a screen, command your subordinates from the shadows and live forever and I'm sure once we find the correct template for the next generation of synths we can supply you with a body that is acceptable." "Send me the proposal and I will consider it." "Very well, I will have Magnolia send it over. It is called the House proposal. It was my first opinion however at the time our technology wasn't good enough." "Very well House."