xxxG W E N x Q U E E N-L A N C E
Whatever had happened, whatever was happening at the Academy was enough to send an alert out to the Arrowcave. Gwen couldn't even imagine what would have had to happen for an alert to be sent out. She'd always thought the Academy was inpenetrable, but apparently someone managed to penetrate it and on the night of the Gala to. Thankfully, her father had snatched a Javelin-7 from the Watchtower and used it for long distance missions or if he ever had to visit the Watchtower, so she stole it and instructed the autopilot to take her to the Academy.
On a commercial airline or in her father's private jet, it may have taken her five to six hours to get back to Connecticut, but in the Javelin-7 she made it there in just two hours. On her approach, she could see the large hole in the side of the building. "Get to a height I can drop from and return to the Arrowcave." She instructed the autopilot, whilst cringing at the word Arrowcave, her father wasn't very original or creative and it just sounded wrong anyway.
After exiting the aircraft, Gwen ran for the main entrance of the Academy, she spotted several people in gowns in several different states of shock or being attended to by the Academy's medical staff. She spotted two guards near the entrance and dashed up to them.
"What happened?" She barked at them, out of worry instead of anger.
"There was an attack during the Gala, Hydra assaulted the event and took a few of the students." The guard's debrief was brief and blunt, and Gwen just stood with her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape, she blinked as her eyes slowly looked everywhere bar at the guard, her mind was racing with who could have been taken. A short time passed before the guard brought her attention back to the moment. "Ma'am?"
Gwen just blinked up at him before shaking herself out of her daze and rushing to the ballroom, hopefully, there were still people there.
Upon entering the ballroom, she could see the true extent of the damage, a hole in the wall, debris and blood everywhere, a few limbs remained near a sizeable amount of debris. Gwen swallowed hard in an attempt to keep herself from wretching, it was then someone noticed her standing by the door. "Ma'am, you're not allowed in here."
"Trust me, I'm leaving. Is everyone in the Infirmary?"
"Everyone that's left, ma'am." Gwen didn't even have a response to that, the staff must have been pretty shaken up if that was how they were responding.
Gwen ran directly to the infirmary, opting for the stairs instead of the lift, she couldn't stand still worrying about her friends like this. She arrived just in time for Mycroft to list of those who were taken,
"Wren Wilson, Alec Constantine, Petra Max—" Gwen narrowed her eyes at him, she could see the redhead from where she stood. "Lilith Isley, Ulrich Zod, Caitria Allen, Francis Parker and Cassius Thompson were all taken hostage last night like it was nothing. If you all would have fought as a team like we've been trying to tell you for years now... None of this would have happened. Hydra would have been stopped before they laid a hand on anyone." Gwen clenched her fist, her friends were kidnapped after failings by his security team and he had the audacity to blame the students, she could feel herself getting angry, and she'd happily let herself scream in his ear if it didn't risk everyone else. Luckily, Phil interjected before Mycroft could say any more.
"Mycroft, they were unarmed and unprepared. They fought admirably, all things considered." As Phil interrupted Mycroft, Gwen looked around for her remaining friends.
Ross was with Jensen and two people she'd never seen before, whilst Andrew was with Riley. She spotted Ross getting up and announcing he needed a drink. She weaved her way through the infirmary to him. "With wounds like them, Rossy, you might not want to thin your old blood." She teased him, before nodding to Jensen and looking at the pair with them. "Hey, Jensen, and you two?" She pointed at the two in sort of drumming motion, a bit like finger guns but without the thumb extended. "Are you guys okay?" She asked, her tone more serious than most were used to her being.
On a commercial airline or in her father's private jet, it may have taken her five to six hours to get back to Connecticut, but in the Javelin-7 she made it there in just two hours. On her approach, she could see the large hole in the side of the building. "Get to a height I can drop from and return to the Arrowcave." She instructed the autopilot, whilst cringing at the word Arrowcave, her father wasn't very original or creative and it just sounded wrong anyway.
After exiting the aircraft, Gwen ran for the main entrance of the Academy, she spotted several people in gowns in several different states of shock or being attended to by the Academy's medical staff. She spotted two guards near the entrance and dashed up to them.
"What happened?" She barked at them, out of worry instead of anger.
"There was an attack during the Gala, Hydra assaulted the event and took a few of the students." The guard's debrief was brief and blunt, and Gwen just stood with her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape, she blinked as her eyes slowly looked everywhere bar at the guard, her mind was racing with who could have been taken. A short time passed before the guard brought her attention back to the moment. "Ma'am?"
Gwen just blinked up at him before shaking herself out of her daze and rushing to the ballroom, hopefully, there were still people there.
Upon entering the ballroom, she could see the true extent of the damage, a hole in the wall, debris and blood everywhere, a few limbs remained near a sizeable amount of debris. Gwen swallowed hard in an attempt to keep herself from wretching, it was then someone noticed her standing by the door. "Ma'am, you're not allowed in here."
"Trust me, I'm leaving. Is everyone in the Infirmary?"
"Everyone that's left, ma'am." Gwen didn't even have a response to that, the staff must have been pretty shaken up if that was how they were responding.
Gwen ran directly to the infirmary, opting for the stairs instead of the lift, she couldn't stand still worrying about her friends like this. She arrived just in time for Mycroft to list of those who were taken,
"Wren Wilson, Alec Constantine, Petra Max—" Gwen narrowed her eyes at him, she could see the redhead from where she stood. "Lilith Isley, Ulrich Zod, Caitria Allen, Francis Parker and Cassius Thompson were all taken hostage last night like it was nothing. If you all would have fought as a team like we've been trying to tell you for years now... None of this would have happened. Hydra would have been stopped before they laid a hand on anyone." Gwen clenched her fist, her friends were kidnapped after failings by his security team and he had the audacity to blame the students, she could feel herself getting angry, and she'd happily let herself scream in his ear if it didn't risk everyone else. Luckily, Phil interjected before Mycroft could say any more.
"Mycroft, they were unarmed and unprepared. They fought admirably, all things considered." As Phil interrupted Mycroft, Gwen looked around for her remaining friends.
Ross was with Jensen and two people she'd never seen before, whilst Andrew was with Riley. She spotted Ross getting up and announcing he needed a drink. She weaved her way through the infirmary to him. "With wounds like them, Rossy, you might not want to thin your old blood." She teased him, before nodding to Jensen and looking at the pair with them. "Hey, Jensen, and you two?" She pointed at the two in sort of drumming motion, a bit like finger guns but without the thumb extended. "Are you guys okay?" She asked, her tone more serious than most were used to her being.