Chapter 13

Captain Codwell sat at his desk as he planned their next steps of attack. The strictly needed plants to produce the chemical compound had now been ambushed and effectively sabotaged thanks to his crew. Plans of protections were no longer efficient, for the public invested more on therapy than weaponry due to thinking the monsters were a result of madness. Their government was not going to give the wrong impression.

He slid a small figurine across the map in front of him and rubbed his forehead, "That would only work if we had more supplies..." Too much to figure out and not enough time. He still needs to arrange the meeting with his highest ranking agents, the Flight Agents.

Flight Agent Tex stood at his door in anticipation. A report, just what he needed.

"Agent Tex, perfect timing. What additional reports do you have?"

"Well, Captain. For starters, while all the plants were killed, we also killed things not associated in the region."

"Explain. If I have anything, it's not time." The captain quipped.

"Rock Worms, Captain." The air got heavy.

Codwell gave the man a strict glare, "This is no time for games, agent."

Agent Tex scratched the back of his head, "I wish I was. We have reports of three being exterminated during our last mission. I was meaning to tell you, but now I have confirmed witnesses."

"I would ask who, but it would take too long. Which region were you in?"

"Farmlands couple miles off from Munich, sir."

Codwell paused and pondered on what this meant, "So, they're migrating north?"

"I suspect that, especially considering they originated from Africa."

They held strong eye contact, "I want all of them demolished before they go beyond Europe. We do not have the measures to deal with the cold of Santa's workshop. We're not elves, we're a resistance."

"Aye-aye. I can escort a legion of our greatest fighters and we will take care of them quick like."

Tex marched out, leaving the leader alone again with his thoughts.

A voice echoed around him, "You know you can't stop me."

Captain jerked his head around and drew his gun and held it firmly, "What do you want, Doctor?"

"...You already know..." Giggles filled the room.

"Leave. Now."

From directly behind him the voice continued, "Never."

Captain whipped around and shot three indents in the wall before he realized that nothing was there. Then he sat back into his chair and stared down, haunted by the possibilities. It was only a matter of time.