Boise, Idaho. One of the most secure places to live in the country. It's defense budget is somewhat lacking. But since the formation of regional hero teams, due to the Superhero Reparations Act, the squeeze has been put on the villain community in the larger and more wealthy regions of the world, and they have begun to set up shop elsewhere. Crime rates in Boise have jumped exponentially. Something sinister is settling into the secure and serene Boise. The B.P.D. is stretched to it's limits, and Boise needs help. The Mayor is seriously reconsidering increasing the budget, but until then, he'll have to rely on: The Boise Freedom Force [hr] 1:00 A.M. Just outside of Julia Davis Park. Two days before the Discovery Center of Idaho's opening of their new exhibit: The Future of Man, featuring inventions and exhibits from the leading gene researchers in the world. It is a big draw for the DCI. It is also a big draw for the black market, and a group of certain individuals who have decided to let themselves into the DCI after hours. Alarms sound. The police come. But these guys mean business. They aren't run of the mill thugs. This group came prepared. Someone spent a lot of money on them. Special ops type stuff. Sam Fisher and all that. The police have their escape blocked, but they can't get into the museum. The call comes in around 1:30. Boise's newest crime fighters spring into action. [hr] IC: Technomancer It was the first week on the job, and Reed was already getting sick of it. Nothing happens in Boise. But money is money, and there's really nowhere else for a cyborg who talks to machinery to find work. It wasn't so bad. No rent, no responsibility, and best of all, no one who remembered his career so far. Their headquarters was located in the warehouse district. An old, run down warehouse(go figure). On one end of the wide open space sat a UH-1 Helicopter. The Huey(his real name was Charlie. He had had a rough time in 'Nam. Reed heard about it often) was painted blue, with BFF in goldenrod letters on the side. Charlie hated it. Next to Charlie was Sam. Sam was the Ford Econoline Wagon the team used for ground transport. Sam was sensitive about her size. Do NOT park her next to a compact. Reed sat in front of the team's 'super computer', his feet kicked up on the conference table that sat on a platform on the opposite side of the warehouse from the vehicles. It was a Gateway. But don't tell him that. Technomancer was on night watch. Again. Being a cyborg meant he didn't really need sleep, so the rest of the team decided they would sleep for him. Besides, he was the 'leader', they said. Why shouldn't he be the vigilant one? "Reed!" said Gary(that was the Gateway), that to anyone else would have sounded like a warbling siren. "Reed! It's the police band. They need help at the DCI!" "Gary," said Reed. "I've been in this town for a week. Do you really think I know what the DCI is?" He sighed, and got up from his chair. "It doesn't matter. Charlie will find it." He walked over to the intercom on the wall. "Good morning, campers" he said less than enthusiastically. "We have some criminals to beat." [hr] Game on!