Random idea i had. Hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: No,I do not own Evil Genius. i was totall lost like every one else.
Cadel leaned back in the luxurious bed and sighed. There was nothing he could do. His brain was exhausted, he had reached the dead end. The unsolvable problem, like the one that had shut down Brendan.
More precisely, he was in a state of shock. Thaddeus, his father? But for some reason, it all made sense. Why Thaddeus had been so kind to him, why he had never really connected with Darkkon. Why they looked nothing alike.
But it didn't change a thing. He was still getting away. He was escaping, leaving all the manipulation, the secrets, the constant surveillance, the fear embedded in everything.
He raised a hand and laid it on his forehead. He looked down, like he was exhausted. Tired. No one would notice that his little finger bushed the inside of his ear, activating the tiny earpiece that had escaped Max's notice. It buzzed to life.
"Anna?" He whispered, hoping that her claims about the piece being able to detect vibrations were true.
"Thank god, Cadel. I was beginning to think you were dead." Anna's familiar voice came from the piece. She sounded like her usual frank self. How she managed to be unruffled through this entire thing was beyond him.
"You here?"
"Right off shore. Roth has a nice house. Nice fence around it." He heard her tapping away at a keyboard. She whistled. "If he had a nice fence, he has excellent surveillance. And that's not a term I use lightly. But I'm far enough away." The fence had to be at least twelve feet high and solid stone, all the way up to the cliff.
"Are you in a boat?" He asked, startled.
"Come on, Cadel. Did you seriously think I wouldn't own a boat, being who I am?"
"Well, yeah. Not like you would need one." Anna had had her way paid through Axis Institute for her unusual flair for genetics, specifically manipulation. Not most teens had grown wings on their pet snake in their high school laboratory. But what Darkkon hadn't know was she hadn't been the only one in her family that liked to tamper with DNA. Her father had experimented on his daughter with weird results. To put it nicely, she was an excellent swimmer.
"Do you have an y ideas to get me out of here?" Cadel was ashamed to ask. He was, after all, admitting defeat.
Anna laughed. "Better yet, I have a way to make sure they don't try to come after you for a while." For some reason the laugh made him nervous.
"Do tell."
"Cadel," She said dramatically, "We are going to fake your death."
OK, so it's short. I know. But I didn't want to head off on a totall different theme in the same chapter blah blah blah.
the next one will be longer. I promise.
Reviews welcomed as always. Good reviews appreciated.