<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>SPECTRE Command Vehicle</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">By the time Colonel Drake's vehicle arrived on the scene, most of the mall was secure.  However, having the Seattle Metro Police in such a situation, as well as the sheer public cluster fuck it had all evolved into, he knew he would be hauling someone's ass before a courts marshal for a host of crimes.  And judging from the white sheets on the ground, homicide would be one of those many, many charges.  He descended on the scene like a storm, barking orders as only a senior officer could do.  He walked up to the bodies on the ground and reviewed them, before barking, "I want to know who shot these civilians."<br/><br/>A soldier came forward, "Sir, I did, sir.  They were attempting to flee the scene."<br/><br/>Drake narrowed his eyes and said, "Consider yourself under arrest pending the arrival of the MPs.  You will stand trial for the murder of civilians.  You were NOT to use lethal ammunition."  He had standing orders to take supers alive, if possible.  Someone had switched to using lethal ammunition, and that idiot Goldfield would get it for launching a full assault in broad fucking daylight on a shopping center!  Drake was too senior to let himself be seen seething, but he wanted nothing more than to pull his service pistol and put a bullet in everyone who fucked up today.<br/><br/>He ran a hand through his greying short hair and said, "Get some IDs on these people.  Then I want non-essential personnel back to base, ASAP."  Seattle Metro PD would be pissed at having to clean up their mess, but it couldn't be helped.  The sight of armored soldiers in a shopping center would hit the airwaves soon, and no amount of pressure would keep it from breaking across the country.  This was just too juicy to let the watchdogs tear it to shreds.</span>