On<strong>level two</strong>, in the expansive Union Chamber, stood one figure.<br/><br/>He stood at the end of the oval table (one may make a casual connection between this and King Arthur's legendary round table, only aesthetically, but given the nature of its purpose...) and managed to loom over the entirety of it.<br/><br/>He was a big guy.<br/><br/>Clad head-to-foot in a white bodysuit all the way upto the crown of his skull, where a foppish mop of browny-blonde hair sat. There was a large red cross from the base of his neck down to his crotch, the horizontal branch spanning across his pectoral muscles.<br/><br/>Which were...intimidatingly large.<br/><br/>No cape for this guy, the red cross motif repeated itself on his back. He stood, flicking through a tablet comfortably, although not with the panache and flair of one totally at home with such technology. It was more like watching your Dad playing with a new high-powered toy.<br/><br/>St George stood at the top of the oval table, waiting to meet the rest of Union, and brief them on their first mission as a team.<br/><br/>Others may have seen footage of him on the news, twice, once with live coverage. There was the speeding train crash he had averted with<em>his body</em>, showing a gargantuan amount of strength as he put himself in front of the rogue East Midlands 16.40 train from Leicester to London, slowing the entire eight carriages as it was about to collide with another train heading north. Although only on passengers patchy Iphone cameras, since released on Youtube and used a couple of times on BBC News, one could see the rails glow white-hot as St George's feet caused friction that would have made a car melt. The muscles on his arms stood out as he took the colossal strain needed to slow the speeding train, without any danger to the passengers, down to a stop, then manually changed the tracks so the train coming in the opposite direction would safely change course.<br/><br/>The other time, this time with live coverage, was at a televised Chelsea-Millwall football game. The two teams "firms" (slang term for different tribes of football hooligans) had this fight planned for a long time, and it wasn't hard for the Metropolitan Police to plan extra armed officers to police the game. Only they had been sidelined by members of the BDP's security troops. The masked goons far outnumbered the Met at the game, and were on the lookout for any reason to begin laying about with their charged koshes. People even began to suspect that they were here just to look for an excuse to attack the Met police officers themselves, and prove the BDP's superiority that had long been suspected by the more cynical of the UK's population.<br/><br/>Only, neither fight ever came.<br/><br/>At some point towards the end of the game (Chelsea were up by two in the second half, not a massive surprise but the crowd were charged nontheless and had almost forgotten about the vast swathes of security watching them), he had just...arrived. He was waiting outside Stamford Bridge, right at the spot where each teams firms would normally come out and begin smashing each other up. As the crowd left, St George was just standing there, all nearly-seven-feet of him, emblazoned in his white and red costume.<br/><br/>BDP and Met officers also came out in their droves, and just...stared. St George did nothing, said nothing, just watched. And then, when the crowds dispersed, he left.<br/><br/>Not a single blow was exchanged by either Chelsea or Millwall fan, by neither Met nor BDP. His presence was simply enough.<br/><br/>In the mainstream, he was now the top-searched Google UK listing, chat shows were ablaze with his antics (or lack of them). Speculations were rife, and it looked as if the UK had it's first official superhero.<br/><br/>Unofficially, however, and away from the TV and newspapers, the BDP were now aware of their long-lost test subject, and as far as they were concerned, he had blown his cover, and had gone rogue.<br/><br/>This man now idly flicked through his tablet, alternating between the Union teammembers profiles, and Fruit Ninja IV. He couldn't quite get the achievement for the St George-themed katana.<br/><br/>