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The Outside and Upper Level of the Brotherhood's Mansion/Base of Opperations
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Termite had emerged into the front yard from an access tunnel he had built himself. The small hatch was painted in camouflage and usually covered with leaves and twigs. It was one of several tunnels he had made.

The young saboteur was proud that he had been chosen by Slade to fix the surveillance cameras. It meant he was doing a good job in Slade’s army and had obviously earned the mastermind’s trust. Aaron knew Cynder was probably just as able to repair the cameras herself, and he was chosen instead because she was busy with her presentation. The young Dillingham also knew Slade’s apprentice was infinitely better with technology than he was, but he kept in mind that he was still reliable and efficient in Slade’s eyes….or rather his eye. Because of this, his spirit was unfazed.

Aaron had not been paying attention to Slade’s surveillance footage, so he had no idea how the cameras had been destroyed. But upon inspection of the first camera he had tended to, the young man immediately knew they had been attacked. It was pretty clear from the throwing knives left at the scene. Only a handful of the many cameras installed on the property had been destroyed by the daggers. The rest had gone out in response to the damage. ”Just like Christmas lights,” he mumbled to himself. He was grateful not every camera had a knife in them, otherwise he would be at this all day.

Aaron was not a technological genius, but he was a tinkerer. He was mindful to stop by his room on his way outside to pick up a few parts he knew would be compatible with the cameras. The repairman had also brought a satchel with him to collect the daggers. He had not known the source of the damaged cameras, but he figured there would be evidence, and if there were, it would be best to take it to Slade. Aaron carefully removed the dagger, placed it in a plastic Ziploc bag and put it in the satchel. Then he went to work, replacing the damaged components with new ones. He had the first camera working in about two minutes. Several other cameras had gone back online immediately. The rest of the targeted cameras were fixed in almost no time at all, making the repairman wondering why he had said it would take an hour to get the job done. When he was finished, Termite held the dagger in front of the camera to give Slade a good look at the cause of the damage, thinking the mastermind had not known what it was. After bagging the dagger like the rest, the repairman gave a small salute to the camera before disappearing into another one of his tunnels.

For the first time since he had been a member of the Brotherhood, Termite arrived on scene like an average person. Well, sort of. He was pedaling on a bicycle like a madman, trying to beat the gas. He ran out of buildings to swing on, so he had stopped at a nearby college, punched a guy in the face and stole his bike. It was okay, though. The guy landed on a soft patch of grass, so he would be alright. And the crime wouldn’t be an issue, with the law or Aaron’s conscience. He was a double-agent after all. He could get away with stuff like that, right? He slowed the bike and dismounted, letting the bike fall on its side on the ground. There was no need to hide it. The gas would be released soon and everyone would be too busy being afraid of the Titans than to be concerned about a stolen bike. There wasn’t time to hide the bike right now. Cynder was in trouble.

He jogged to a nearby tunnel, noticing Blackfire and Butcher along the way. They seemed to be taking their sweet time. And from the brief sound of static in his ear, Aaron knew Blackfire had trashed her earpiece. If Cynder wasn’t in trouble, he would be upset that she had wrecked the device after he had gone through all the trouble of getting it to her. But now he was annoyed that the Tamaran and the psycho killer were acting as if Cynder had all the time in the world. Termite brushed some leaves and shrubbery off a trap door and threw it open. He stood up straight and looked to the two villains. ”You’re not bad. You’re just stupid, he snarled. The saboteur had a feeling this would bother them. Villains usually liked to prove they were bad or the opposite of the heroes. His patience with the villains was had depleted from almost complete tolerance to almost empty, all in one day, so he didn’t care about the possibility of retaliation. He jumped into the tunnel and slammed it shut behind him.

It was during his crawl through the tunnels that Aaron had actually begun to think of who had broken into the mansion. It couldn’t be a Titan or a League member, could it? How many had broken in? And why didn’t any of them try to give him a message of some sort? It would have been a great plan, waiting for the majority of villains to leave the mansion. But it wasn’t a plan, because there was no way anyone could’ve known how many Villains were leaving and how many were staying at the base. The computer systems couldn’t be hacked because….well…..because of Cynder. Had the villains been spotted when they left the base? Termite knew he hadn’t. He hadn’t taken a step on the ground until he had gotten to the streets. And how did the intruder or intruders get into the base? Cynder had mentioned an intruder with a red X. That sounded familiar. That didn’t answer Aaron’s questions, but he would find out soon enough.

((to base of operations))