Start of the End; [for the mission goers -you know who you are]

[makesyoufeel]

{The slip had been handed to him first thing in the morning. And Evan had been a little confused. Sure, they'd told him his powers might be needed for certain operations of a delicate nature. What that had meant, he hadn't thought on.

So getting a message from a member of Stryker's little army wasn't a complete surprise, but Evan hadn't counted on it either.

There weren't many details. Report to the garage, your team mates will meet you there, you will be participating in a delicate operation of utmost importance. The usual military smoke screen he figured. So he wrapped up, thermals and all, along with two of his own t-shirts and one of Pyro's long-sleeved shirts. The firestarters clothes had just ended up in Evan's locker and really, Evan was pretty sure that it was his 'Batman' shirt that was at the bottom of Pyro's locker. And why not, really.

He was pulling on his gloves as he made it to the garage, wondering just who his 'team mates' for this particular little outting were going to be.}