Hydra

Too tired to write a full post. I've got a good one though.

For the first time in his life, the man feels fidgety. He has spoken in front of hundreds of thousands of people, fended off critics, and won against overwhelming odds, and yet this whole affair made him feel like a kindergartner who got off the wrong bus and ended up at a high school.

"Calm yourself" he said. "It would help if this elevator ride wasn't so ridiculously long," he thought.

It HAD been a long elevator ride. He had been instructed to come alone and after all of the claims had been verified he had complied. He had not expected to be led to a dilapidated building, which was clearly past its prime. It might have been beautiful once and hints of columns and pediments peeked through the decay. Inside, the building was unexpectedly clean and an elevator entrance had been obvious and apparent. The inside of the elevator was sleek and modern and as soon as he had stepped in, the lights had turned on and the elevator had begun its swift journey into the dark depths. He readjusted his suit and made sure his pin was on straight. Finally, the elevator seemed to be slowing down. The doors slid open quickly and the man found a strange individual waiting for him. The stranger was obviously a scientist; his white lab coat and wild hair marked him as such. His hair was dark and he seemed altogether except for his eyes which seemed to burn with an intense light. It was hard to say whether this light showed madness or passion.

"Mr. President, we're glad you came! I apologize for the cryptic message."

The President frowned. The message had been more than cryptic. It had contained codes so top secret that even the President had to be informed of their meaning.

"Of course I came, your message promised that you had the answer to all of our national security problems hidden away in this bunker of yours, Doctor...?"

"Dr. Plutarch. And we call this lovely facility Tartarus. The reason I called you down here was to meet the Hydra Operative."

"The who?"

"You'll see," said Plutarch with concealed glee. Or was it gloating? It was hard to say.

As they walked, the President questioned the scientist.

"How long has this little project been going for?"

"About 18 years give or take."

"And no one in the public knows at all?"

"Nobody knows about it at all. Period. Even you are the first president to know since the project was proposed."

"Why so secret?" The President was slightly uneasy about this government facility which for all intents and purposes did not exist. He had run on a platform based on transparency.

"Compromising the Hydra Operative's identity before he was ready would've ruined everything."

"Just who and what is-"

He was cut off as they came to a door.

"Hydra, we've got an illustrious guest here today! It's the President."

The door swung open and the President couldn't help but feel confused and maybe like he had been pranked for standing in front of him was what appeared to be a regular teenager who had just finished watching TV. But what was remarkable was the five identical teenagers standing behind him. Wearing the exact same clothes and holding the exact same TV remote.


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I'm done with this one for today, but will add more tomorrow. I was really tired so the writing might not be great. I'm not sure how much I want to write for this particular idea, but it seems to have much more to give than my other ideas so far.