Not many people remembered the Winter Olympics scandal of 200X. It was the year Zanzibar seemed to be getting gold in every sport for seemingly no reason, until it was revealed that the team's coach was cheating. It was never released to the public how the coach cheated, or who uncovered his illegal activities, but regardless Zanzibar's medals were revoked and the coach was arrested. News networks discussed the scandal for a few days, and Zanzibar was the laughing stock of the international community for a time, but soon enough people forgot about the cheating coach and moved on.
One person hadn't forgotten about the coach or the scandal, though- mostly because he was the coach who had committed the scandal.
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"Hey, Coach, it's lights out time." The guard said into the cell.
The black man in an orange prison outfit with his back to the cell door didn't even bother turning around to look at the guard. "Hm. Yeah, sure, go ahead."
The guard shrugged; the Coach had never given any of the guards any trouble in all the years he'd been incarcerated in the prison. He was probably just tired or something, the guard reasoned, and walked away. In moments, the lights for the whole cell block shut down. Coach looked over his shoulder to make sure no guards were passing by his cell at the time, and seeing that there weren't any, grinned.
"Ha ha ha... Finally, after years of planning... I can finally get my revenge on the world... and on those meddlesome spies!" Coach ranted.
After he had been taken down by Clover, Sam and Alex at the Olympics years ago, his name had been disgraced (even though no one knew he real name and just called him Coach) and he had been sentenced to 10 years in a minimum security prison, not considered dangerous enough to be placed in a WHOOP high security facility. That alone was insulting- he'd created a swarm of body-altering robot bugs and he wasn't considered dangerous enough? Just another reason for his vengeance.
To be fair, it was hardly a rough life he'd been living- most of the guards and prisoners were actually rather pleasant, and due to under-population, was even given his own personal cell. All in all, with the free food, free board and plenty of spare time, it was a pretty good gig.
But Coach never forgot his humiliation at the hands of three teenage girls. His chance at glory, at immortality in the eyes of the world at the Winter Olympics, all dashed. So in the time he'd been imprisoned, Coach set up a plan for revenge. Cautiously, he stole as many electronics as he could get away with- guard's cell phones and walkie talkies, prison security systems, scrap goods from the prisoner workshop- to craft his masterpieces.
"Ultra bugs... power on!" Coach said. In the dark of his cell, three small robotic insects activated, tiny but powerful wings silently flapping and lifting the tiny wasp-like machines into the air. Coach could barely contain his glee; these new ultra bugs were exponentially more powerful than the ones he'd used years ago to cheat the the Olyimpics. Able to alter not just a person's body into whatever form he commanded with much greater effectiveness and power than a hundred of the old bugs, but also able to bend a person's mind to do his bidding, the ultra bugs were perfect to get his revenge on the spies.
"Alright, time to get some good old fashioned vengeance... You've got your programming: find the three spies, Sam, Clover and Alex, and get inside of them." Coach commanded, then began to talk to himself. "Just wait... soon I'll have a trio of brainwashed super bodyguards at my beck and call! The spies, WHOOP, the Winter Olympics- everyone who wronged me will pay! Ha ha ha ha!"
The ultra bugs ignored the ranting and laughing and obeyed their master, zipping out the barred window into the night sky...
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