Prolouge
15 years ago.
“This is Brett Martin, reporting live from outside the United States Capitol building. There appears to be a Italian mafia gang inside the building, holding people hostage. No one is sure where the security is and police are saying they are on their way.”
The two Italian guys seem to be talking or more so yelling on a singular phone to someone in Italian, probably their don, the one truly behind the operation. A 10 year old girl with a curly dark brown ponytail, quietly walks up from behind them and tapping them on the shoulder of their oversized trench coats. They turn around so hard it it almost gave them whiplash. She was in black spandex bodysuit with a mask over her eyes. The suit had a three domino patch on her right sleeve and another patch that said “classified” right above it. It appeared she had a three domino tattoo behind her left ear as well.
“Get over there with the others!” the man on the left yells, spitting on her forehead while doing so. She makes a show of wiping her forehead while making direct eye contact. She could see the rage in their eyes as she did so.
“No thanks, ” the young girl taunted. Activating their mind control powers, her eyes glowed. she looked the chubby one on the right in the eyes, feeling their minds connect, “I think you think you should shoot your partner here.” she adds, tapping on her chest right over her heart. The Italian man starts to draw his gun out from a pocket in his trench coat. His body muscles betraying him and his mind telling them to stop, he starts to cock his gun and move slowly towards his buddy on the left.
“Wait, what the fuck just happened? Carlos? Why are you doing what she-” The partner is interrupted by the bang of the gun and the bullet hitting true. He slumps to the ground while all the hostages scream in horror through the tape on their mouths and try to get up. The rope around their wrists and legs are making them unable to get up. During the minute of chaos the Girl has disappeared. The man, Carlos, is looking horrified by what he has done and is horrified as to where the girl went.
A preteen boy storms in through the doors with the same spandex suit on as the little girl. The boy had a four domino patch on his right sleeve and right above that was a knife patch. The boy also had a domino tattoo behind his left ear. It appeared his was a four domino, just like the patch on his suit. The men had locked the door when they started this operation earlier in the morning. Even with all guns pointed at him, he proceeds to throw two knives. The knives were so quick and silent as they were thrown in front of him, the last second they shifted courses. Taking sharp turns they each hit a man standing on the left and right side of the room. The three men opened fire at the boy to stop him. The boy had managed to leap and twist between the bullets and remained unharmed when they stopped. The three remaining men, realizing they are out of ammo looked panicked at one another as the boy folded his arms and grinned, blocking the only exit out of the room.
Suddenly two windows break and crash with the force of two other boys rolling into the room with the same style suits. Both boys grabbed two of the three men slamming their heads on the counters with enough roughness to knock them out cold. The one with the two domino patch and a chinese symbol for strength, hurls the man in his hands out the window facing the law enforcement. The man lands with a thud on the steps to the building. the police are quick to scoop him up into handcuffs.
The other boy with the one domino patch and a lightening bolt patch right above it, disappeared for less than a second and when he returned, his man was in handcuffs in the back of a police car. The remaining man looked as if he had seen a ghost. Carlos couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
He felt his hands suddenly tugged behind his back and his knees bend forward into a kneeling position. Confused by what was happening , Carlos looked behind him and saw another little girl in a spandex suit appear suddenly. She had golden blonde hair in a ponytail with a five domino patch on her right sleeve and a patch of a drawing of an eye with a slash through it.
The other girl with the three domino patch and the boy with the one domino patch started helping the hostages by untying their ropes and taking the duct tape off their mouths. they assured them they would be okay and to follow them out. The three remaining children held carlos tight in their grip as they stood him up and walked him out of the building and into the arms of the police and FBI waiting outside for an explanation.
The five children gathered among the steps of the building with their adoptive father Maverick Walsh. The news reporters were shouting questions while all law enforcement talked among themselves to figure out what was happening and who these children in spandex suits were.
Maverick puts his gloved hand in the air and everyone goes silent. “Hello, everyone! I am Maverick Walsh, and I Introduce to you ‘The Domino Society’,” He states proudly, and people whisper in awe. “I present Dominos one through five with each having their own strengths but working together alongside law enforcement to keep crime at bay. These children just took out part of the Italian mafia inside that building, imagine what else they could possibly do! Are there any questions I may answer?” he asked, looking more pointedly towards the news reporters. They all started to holler their own questions and creep towards Maverick and his children.
Before the news reporters got all the way to maverick and his children, he turned to the children to instruct them, “now children, you may all go home and rest. We will review what perfections and mistakes you all have made on this mission and strive to improve. you are dismissed.” maverick states.
The children follow this up in unison,
“yes sir.”
