Minion Side Story: Enter Echo team

As you begin your investigation into the cause of the weirdmageddon, your minions are out in the field doing damage control and assessing the totality of the damage done to the governing systems of this world.

This story follows the ongoing mission of three of those minions. Their goal is to ascertain the current status of the United States president and his cabinet and if possible evac him and his cabinet to your pocket dimension for their own safety.

Immediately our eyes turn to the ruined and chaotic streets of Washington DC is the dim sound of gunfire rings throughout the city along with the screams and screeches of the horrific abominations that run rampant through the capital of the United States.

Night has fallen, and the city burns as several buildings have caught on fire and several vehicles have been lit on fire by several vandals. It is here in the streets of Washington DC that our story begins as we zoom in on three of your mouse men as they exit a from a nearby metro station.

As they exit the Metro station, it can obviously be seen that they are soaked from head to toe in water and they are holding their knees gasping for air as they try to catch their breath.

“Shit that was way too close!” Yelped the shortest of the three mouse men, he stood at a height of 3 ft 11 with khaki colored fur and an average build. He stood equipped with the standard combat garb issued out to your mouse men, along with a brown leather rucksack. However, what made this mouse man stand out the most was his deep blue eyes and his odd hair that while short, had three long spikes that slicked backward.

“First off Eddy language! Secondly, you’re right, that was way too close.” Panted the second mouse man to the first whose name is now known to be Eddy. This mouse man stood a little bit taller than the average mouse man, standing at the height of 4 ft 1 with cocoa brown colored fur and had a far more wiry build when compared to the first. He too was equipped with the standard combat uniformed issue out to all mouse men and he too also carried a brown leather rucksack. An just like the first mouse man, he too had features that made him stand out amongst his brothers. These features being his deep purple eyes and his black ski cap which replaced his normal helmet.

“Double D please tell me we aren't going back down there.” Asked the third and final mouse men to the second mouse man now named Double D. this third and final mouse man was much taller when put into comparison with his two other brothers, being that he stood at the height of 4 ft 5, a remarkably tall height for a mouse man and with this remarkable height also came his remarkable size. As this third and final mouse man had far more muscle when putting into comparison with his two other brothers. However, despite this extra muscle, he still retained a very lanky body type. Moving on words, this final mouse man was dressed and equipped the same as his two other brothers, that being he had the standard uniform and a brown leather rucksack. However, it was not just his size that differentiated him from his brothers as he had burnt umber colored fur and forest green eyes and had his hair in a short buzz cut.

“I doubt it would be possible, Ed; it seems that the entire Metro system has either collapsed or has been flooded by the river.” Double D said to his much larger brother, who is now named Ed, as he recovered and stood back to his full height.

Yep, through sheer chance and Murphy’s Law, you have accidentally re-created the three Ed boys during your mass minion creation process. This raises the question of how many duplicates of previous heroes and villains that you’ve encountered throughout your travels, have you accidentally re-created in mouse man form?

“I hate baths Double D,” Ed whined to his ski cap wearing brother as he continued to pant for air.

“I know buddy, I know.” Double the said as he comforts his much larger brother by patting him on the back a couple of times. However, this moment would be broken by the shout of the shortest of their number, who is also ironically their leader.

“HEY!” Immediately the two brothers look at the shortest another number; he simply stood there with an angry look on his face as watched the two procrastinate.

“If you two ladies are done with your sewing circle! we have a mission to do remember?!” Eddie shouted at his two brothers, which immediately set off his medium-sized brother as he glared at the shortest member of their trio.

“Eddy! I would have expected you to be a little bit more considerate considering the fact we just escaped getting drowned and crushed by a collapsing Metro system!” Double D argued with his shortest brother. To which Eddie could only cross his arms and stare at double be with a flat look. However, before the shortest of their member could make a witty remark and escalate the argument even further, the largest of the number decided to cut in.

“Guys we shouldn’t be fighting! Every second we waste is another second that the president could have his brain be consumed by an alien from planet Zomnak!” Ed pleaded with his two brothers which immediately caused the two to stop arguing and had them glare at each other for a second before sighing and conceding to Ed’s rather warped logic.

“Sigh… Lumpy’s right we don’t have time for this. Still, I wish we had something better than this antiquated junk that we were rushed out the door with.” Eddy sighs to himself as he pulls out his standard issued weapon.

Due to the short amount of time you had actually to issue out weapons to your soldiers you could only mass-produce weapons that you had previously come across and had the blueprints for and unfortunately you didn’t have enough time to actually have the factories in your pocket dimension to produce energy-based weaponry. So, you were **** to give all your mouse men some of the most basic ballistic weaponry that you had encountered during your stay in the world in which you got your armor.

Eddy’s standard issue weapon is a submachine gun whose appearance resembles much of an old Thompson machine gun with a drum magazine, a green dot holo- sight, and was missing the iconic front pistol grip that the old Chicago piano was known for.

“I can understand your frustration Eddy; I also don’t like the thought of using something so crude when we could’ve gotten something much more elegant.” Double D tells the shortest of his brothers as he pulls out his own weapon.

Double D’s standard issue weapon was a simple bolt action rifle with a medium-range scope, a silencer, and had an extended magazine that could hold about seven rounds.

“I don’t know guys; I kinda like the old-fashioned guns!” Ed commented as he pulled out his own personal weapon.

Ed’s standard issue weapon was an automatic **** rifle with a large drum magazine I could hold up to 80 rounds, a green dot holo-sight, and a compensator.

“_Sigh… _Ed both I and Eddie understand why you enjoy these old-fashioned guns, it’s just that I can’t stand the thought of using something so barbaric when a much better option is-“

“HEY!” Double D’s complaint is immediately cut off by a loud yell through the mouse men communication network. Each of the brothers winces at the sudden yell in their ears as Gaz checks in on their progress.

“I don’t know what you three idiots are doing, but I need a status update of your current mission.” Gaz bites out to the communication network. Immediately the three brothers wince to themselves as the three of them quickly playing rock paper scissors to decide who answers your purple-haired number twos command. And unfortunately for the ski cap wearing mouse man he loses against both Eddie and Ed and thus it is **** to answer your purple-haired brawler's request as he clears his throat.

“Hem… uh… This is echo team, and The current status of the president and his cabinet is still unknown ma’am, we were able to get as close as we could through the Metro before it almost collapsed right on top of us. Right now we are currently just outside Farragut North Metro station which is about two blocks away from the White House we’ve encountered several hostiles so far but nothing we couldn’t handle.” Double D said nervously as he relayed the current status of their mission back to your second-in-command. To which at first guess is nothing and slightly hums to herself as she begins to consider the situation all over the world before responding.

“_Hmm… _Alright here’s the deal then, I want you three idiots to double-time it to the White House and once you get there I want you three to enter the White House and see if you can’t connect to the main government mainframe so that we can that possibly find out with the present and the rest of the line of succession may have gone. Don’t bother trying to look for the president or his cabinet at the White House with a most likely been evacuated to a hidden bunker somewhere. So it’s highly unlikely that they’ll be there regardless of how sudden this attack was. Understood.” Gaz said as she gave echo team the new orders. To which the three brothers, grimace slightly at the new orders as they have a sneaking suspicion that the White House has been completely overrun by those monstrosities and if they were to enter they probably have to fight their way in and out. However, hearing your silence, Gaz asks for reconfirmation from the three brothers.

“I said. Is. That. UNDERSTOOD.” Gaz growls out to the three, which immediately puts them on edge as they give a quick reply.

“Yep,/yes ma’am/Aye Aye Captain!” The three quickly confirm in order to avoid your purple-haired brawler's wrath.

“Good,” Gaz says before she cuts the connection and immediately the three mouse men side to themselves in exasperation.

“Sigh… That woman is frickin terrifying.” Eddy mutters to himself, to which the two other brothers can only nod in agreement.

“Yes, she was already terrifying before she made an example out of foxtrot. So, it’s best if we don’t antagonize her and move on.” Double D says as he shivers slightly at the memory of what Gaz did to team foxtrot when they disobeyed her direct orders. The really messed up fact was that Gaz took advantage of their accelerated healing and was able to make their pain last, that whole event still gives civil the mouse men nightmares at times.

“Boss lady is scary guys,” Ed whined as he to-shivered slightly at the memory of what Gaz did to team foxtrot.

“_Ugghhh… _That’s putting it lightly big guy, all right team echo lets move out we got a president to save!” Eddy groaned to himself as he turned around to lead his two brothers into the burning capital. Wordlessly double D and Ed nodded and followed their short leader into the weird and insane mess that the capital of the United States has become, only time will tell they succeed in their task, though it can be said that the three will not be alone when they return home.

So as the city burns in your minions do what they can do to minimize the damage to the world, we can only turn our eyes back to your investigation until the next stage of your minion's mission is completed…