London England, 9:47 pm. The night is quiet and the citizens of London, are in indulging in their daily activities. Suddenly, a jet flies over the London skyline, but it is unseen by the populace.

"We are arriving at our destination, ETA 2 minutes." alarms A CIA agent.

"Okay Elemental squad, this is your fourth mission here with us, you have done well so far, so you all cannot fail this one, under any circumstance!" Agent Langston reminds the team. Putting the plane in autopilot, Langston brings up a giant screen and he shows the team a wanted poster for a group of black ops thugs.

"Here are your targets, these guys here, have been shipping weapons, to various areas of the country, they are high profile Black Ops mercenaries, responsible for the death of 20 Humans and Elementals, in the past year. Your mission: Detain and stop their operation, by any means necessary." Langston orders, while adjusting his suit.

"All right, we have arrived at our destination!" Alarms a CIA agent.

"All right team, let's get ready!" Kajor exclaims as the dragon eye symbol on his chest glows. The jet hovers above a Factory, just off the coast of the river.

"Trent, Raven, Michael you guys go in and free any hostages that are trapped, Ken, Jordan and Bryant, you guys take care of the Ops in the Southeast wing. Samantha, Shawn, Dominic, you guys are with me, we're going to find the weapons these guys stole." Kajor orders while preparing his weapons for use.

"Oh shit, this part is gonna suck ass!" Dominic exclaims as the jet ramp comes down. The team jumps out of the jet, falling at rapid speeds.

"Were they wearing a parachute?" questions a CIA agent.

"No, no they weren't!" Langston laughs with amazement. As the Masters of Elements team falls from the jet, Kajor teleports them all, including himself, into separate areas of the factory, carrying out the plan that they set forth. In the southeast wing, Ken's team sees a group of 20 Black Ops mercenaries surrounding the perimeter.

"Jordan, disorient them!" Jordan then covers the area in extremely thick fog, while Bryant quickly takes them down, one by one. Meanwhile, a Black Ops thug tries to sneak up behind Ken, attempting to stab him, but Ken counters him, and he knocks him out with a Spinning Back Fist. As he hit the thug, flames came off of his fist, burning half of his face. When the fog cleared, Bryant was standing over the unconscious bodies of the Black Ops thugs.

"Jesus Christ! That was quick!" Ken exclaims, looking at Bryant.

"Looks like a new record for me!" Bryant walks away, with a smart remark, to the dismay of Ken.

"Southeast Wing secure." Jordan speaks into her earpiece, after knocking out a thug with a side kick to his chin.

"Copy that!" Langston responds into his wrist communicator. At the Northwest wing, Raven and her team search for any hostages that are held captive.

"Guys, over here!" whispers Michael, who is hiding behind a Kevlar plated box. Raven and the others quietly sneak past the guards, making it to Michaels location.

"What is it?" Raven asks.

"Two guards on the left, three on the right, and one at the top with a Sniper Rifle." whispers Michael.

"Shit! I hate not being the bad guys!" Raven exclaims quietly as she scouts out the perimeter.

"Okay, I'll take the three on the right. Trent, you got the two on the left. Michael, the one on top is all yours." Trent and Raven split up and they silently sneak behind the guards, waiting to strike.

"Hey, big boy..." Raven says to the thug she is behind. Raven kicks one of the thugs in the leg and she makes him shoot his other two partners in the chest, before knocking him out, with a roundhouse kick to the jaw.

Trent sends an Electric charge through the other two Black Ops thugs that try to attack Raven from behind, knocking them out. While Michael blows a strong gust of wind at a sniper perched on the roof, sending him into the river.

"Nice work Mike!" Complements Raven.

"Yeah, you're lucky that I covered your ass there." Michael retorts. Raven and her team see through a window, that multiple CIA agents are being held hostage and at gunpoint, by two Black Ops soldiers.

"I'm going in, be sure to give me the signal!" Raven tells Trent.

"You got it." Trent replies. Raven turns herself into a puddle of water, and she slides through the window, unseen. Raven carefully slides behind the Black Ops thugs, and she reconstructs herself, hiding in a dark spot.

"On my mark, three... Two... One," Trent speaks into his wrist communicator. Raven grabs the two Black Ops thugs by the neck and she snaps both of their necks in an 180-degree angle, killing them.

A captive CIA agent then says, "I told you, the CIA doesn't negotiate." Raven then frees the hostages, and she leads them out of the factory.

"Hostages secure." Raven speaks into her earpiece.

"All right, good work guys. Kajor, what's your teams status?" Langston asks.

"We're ready to set the charges, stand by." replies Kajor. Samantha and Shawn quickly take out the two Black Ops guards, that were standing by a nuclear reactor, by putting them both to sleep with a Rear Naked Choke.

"Oh my god, this is what they were guarding?" Samantha rhetorically questions.

"Kajor, you are not going to believe this!" Shawn says into his wrist communicator. Moments later, Kajor then teleports into the main room, along with Dominic and they see what Samantha and Shawn saw earlier.

"Is that, what I think it is?" wonders Kajor.

"Yeah, that is a four megaton nuclear reactor, with a blast radius of 100 miles." explains Dominic.

"Dom, hate to interrupt, but this bomb is glowing red!" alarms Shawn.

"Shit! They must have pulled out the core!" Dominic exclaims, upon hearing this revelation.

"Langston, these Ops didn't steal weapons, they only stole a Nuclear Bomb!" Shawn cautions Langston, speaking into his wrist communicator.

"How long does it have?" Langston questions.

"Seconds!" exclaims Samantha.

"Hang on to something!" Kajor opens a Portal, with his Darkness Element, that pulls the bomb inside. Another portal opens and the bomb is transported into the outreaches of space. The bomb explodes, dispersing into the black void.

"That was close!" Shawn sighs, taking a breath of relief. Suddenly, several Black Ops thugs surround the team, armed with various firearms.

"Got any plans Kajor?" questions Dominic.

"Yeah, take these bastards down!" answers Kajor. The team engages in battle, with the remaining Black Ops thugs. Samantha blocks a punch from a thug and she throws him into Shawn, who puts up an Ice wall that knocks the thug unconscious. Dominic slips behind another thug and he hits him with a German Suplex. Dominic then stomps on the ground and he kicks a part of the floor at the thug, knocking him out.

The last remaining Black Ops thug tries to take down Kajor, but Kajor blocks every attack made by the thug. The thug then attacks Kajor again, but Kajor counters every attack the thug attempts. After stunning him with multiple kicks to the face, Kajor flips sideways and he kicks the thug in the jaw, knocking him out.

"Time to blow this joint!" says Kajor. The team then sets the charges, and Kajor teleports them onto the jet, where the others are waiting. After Kajor and his team get on the jet, the factory explodes, while the jet takes off.

"Great job, you all handled the situation very well. A little bit unconventional for my taste, but nice job!" compliments Langston.

"Thanks Langston, all in a days work!" replies Kajor.

"I'll report your success to the director, you guys get some rest, you've earned it." said Langston.

Two days later, Washington DC, 10:30 am. Inside of the White House, the President of the United States, President Amanda Sharpe, is seen watching footage of the attack on Miami. She then looks at the footage of Elemental hate groups, formed by humans, killing Elementals in various ways.

"This violence... when it will stop?" she asks herself. Upon seeing the disturbing information on the news, she then hears a gentle knock on her door.

"Come in," invites President Sharpe. The door opens, and the director of the CIA division of Miami, John Vader.

"Ah Vader, it's good to see you, my friend!" welcomes The President.

"Madame President, the feelings mutual." greets Vader.

"So, how is the new Elemental division going?" The President Asks Vader.

"It's getting off to a good start, my agents are adjusting to them." Vader answers with confidence.

"Are you sure that this is the right move? Recruiting Elementals into the CIA?" The President questions Vader, looking out of the window.

"I don't know, I'm just trying to do things differently." says Vader.

"I see, while I personally like the idea, I can't just ignore the problems of the world, many things are happening after the Miami incident." The President states to Vader, showing him a newspaper article of many hate crimes against elementals.

"Yeah, I've seen the reports, Humans killing innocent Elementals, Elementals killing humans. It's like the situation in Miami made everything worse." Vader looks at the reports, disgusted at the horrific acts of hate.

"You know I have to be brutally honest with you, I think you may need to start planning ahead." The President suggests.

"I already did." replies Vader.

"Well, whatever it is, I hope it doesn't cause more problems, that it will solve." moments later, a woman comes in, dressed in glasses and business attire, with a tall black man, in a suit and tie.

"Good Morning Madame President, I hope I am not interrupting anything." The woman speaks with a Cajun like accent.

"No, of course not." assures The President.

"Vader, this is Tanya Briggs, former Special Forces commander, and Green Beret." The President introduces her.

"Ah, the famous John Vader, it is a pleasure to meet you!" greets Briggs.

"Yes, you as well, may I ask, who this guy?" Vader wonders, poiniting to his left.

"Oh him? He is my personal assistant, Mr. Jataaka Lanson." answers Briggs. Vader shakes his hand and he notices that he has the grip of a strong man, in an arm wrestling match.

"You got quite a grip there, Mr. Lanson." compliments Vader while waiting for a response from Jataaka.

"Oh, he doesn't speak." explains Briggs.

"Okay..." Vader replies.

"Well Madame President, I want to let you know, that my agency is taking care of the situation in Miami with delicacy." assures Briggs.

"That is great news, I suppose you have heard of Vader's new division?" The President asks.

"Yes I have, you have assembled quite the team. That mission your team pulled in London, you saved possibly millions of lives." Briggs compliments Vader.

"Yeah, we did. Maybe perhaps we can work together, to solve this problem between Humans and Elementals." replies Vader.

"Maybe someday..." Briggs says with a smirk on her face.

"Well Madame President, I must go, I bid you good day." Briggs tells the president.

"Same to you Briggs." Briggs and her assistant then leave the President's office, while Vader's phone rings.

"Vader... Okay, I'll be there." Vader speaks into his phone, getting a message from the CIA Headquarters in Miami.

"Business?" questions The President.

"Well, one of the Elementals wants to have a talk with me." reveals Vader.

"Speaking of that, I want to meet your division leader, this, Kajor Bladerunner." requests The President.

"I'll see what I can do." Vader leaves the President's office and he runs into Tanya, softly bumping into her.

"Funny that we keep running into each other Vader." says Briggs.

"Well, I guess it's my charm." retorts Vader.

"Well, that same charm has led you to form a division of Elementals, the same Elementals that were part of the Miami Incident." Briggs tells Vader.

"You're speaking like, they want to start a war." Briggs then turns around to Vader, feeling the need to remind him of the status the country is facing.

"Well, with all due respect Mr. Vader, I've seen things that most people shouldn't see. You really want to talk about war? This already is a war!" as Tanya and her assistant leave the White House, Vader looks on, trying to figure her out. Why did she say that this was a war?

"I should keep an eye on her, I could be wrong, but she is up to something." Vader thinks to himself as he leaves the White House. Meanwhile, The President looks out of the window, and she watches the sky. What could possibly be on her mind?