Future Heroes - The Beginning

by Lanna Hanson

NOTES: Okay everyone. Here is the pro to my new fic. This is the product of the product of the product of a strange dream i had several days ago.

The Pro is rather short, but that's okay *G*. A few things i want to mention. This is a present time fic (after reading all those ATF i just couldn't help it. Not ATF BTW. At least i don't think so.) One really big change i made, besides the obvious *G*, is that Mary and Judge Travis are not in laws but are actual father/daughter. I didn't change that mary is a reporter tho. i can't remember if there's anything else i wanted to add. If there is, it'll go in with the next post. Oh, and for those of you wondering what the heck happend to Out of the Darkness, it's still around, just being stubborn and refusing to work with me here. Don't worry, i'll have something eventually.

Send me feedback! oh, and a special thanks to those who helped me with the cop questions. you know who you are :) lanna :)

Four Corners: Present time.

This once peaceful, safe town has grown into a city more dangerous and feared than L.A. Law and Order have little influence despite the many well trained, dedicated officers. Gangs and terrorists rule the streets and every day, innocents are harmed and killed. I can stand it no longer. The time has come to do something about it. I have access to great technology. Secrets the outside world does not know exist, thank the good Lord. Some are my own inventions, or that of my daughter's. Others, well, I have friends in very, very high places. I cannot use these inventions, weapons really, myself as I am too old. I know what I must do. I must create a team....'


Professor Henry Bridges looked up as his thoughts were broken into and smiled at the young woman who had entered the room. "Hello Gina. How was your day?"

"Bout as good as any other," Gina Bridges replied, giving him a curious look. "What are you doing? You seemed so deep in thought when I came in."

Henry sighed. "I've been thinking about what a mess this city has become. I've decided it's time to do something about it."

Gina cocked her head. "And just how do you plan on doing that?"

Henry nodded to the far wall where, located behind it in dozens of secret rooms, highly advanced technology sat, waiting to be used.

"We were given a lot of those weapons and gadgets for a reason. It's time to put them to use and we need people willing and able. People we can trust. A group that can go beyond the boundaries of the law and clean this city up right."

"Dad, you're talking about putting a group of vigilantes togther. You know that's illegal," Gina protested.

Henry shook his head. "The police haven't exactly done a lot of good on their own. They could use the help even if it's from vigilantes."

Gina was silent for a moment, staring into her father's determined eyes. Finally, she nodded and said, "You're right. So how are we gonna do this?"

Henry was silent for a moment, thinking. After a moment, he said, "Think I'll send Amy out and invite Chris Larabee to dinner tomorrow night."

Gina's eyes widened. "Chris Larabee? Dad! Have you forgotten Chris is a cop?"

"No, I haven't. Chris is a good friend. If he doesn't want any part of this, he'll keep quiet. I get the feeling he'll help though. Ever since Sarah and Adam were killed, he's been looking for bigger and better ways to bring the criminal element down. But his efforts haven't been enough and he knows it. I think he'll take the route I'm going to offer him and I think he'll be able to find others to help."

Gina was silent, then nodded. "All right. I'm behind you. You want to send Amy out now?"

Henry shook his head. "No, it's late. Besides, her upgrade isn't finished yet. We'll send her out tomorrow. Should be done by then."

Gina nodded. "All right. Well then, I'm off to bed." She leaned down and planted a kiss on her father's head. "Don't stay up too late," she added with a teasing smile, then left the room.

Henry smiled back, then his gaze traveled to one of the entrances to the part of the house no one save him, his daughter and a very select few knew about.

'It's coming,' he thought, Finally, the real war is coming.'


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