New Revolution 1:

Wavering Sanity

Prologue- A Whisper of Darkness

Click…click…click

It was only an insignificantly repetitive noise, but when such a disturbance stirs dead silent air, it tends to echo. This sharp tapping created an eerie atmosphere over the dim laboratory. The quiet curdling of a heated substance sent a greenish glow across the metal floor, adding to the eccentricity. A creature was suspended inside the translucent chamber, bobbing slightly as the liquid that engulfed her bubbled. She was clothed only in a thick strip of leather across her chest, and a pair of shorts of the same material. Her eyes were closed.

The clicking continued, and the creature within the tube remained unresponsive. Finally, a long sigh reverberated through the silence of the chamber.

"Would you like to explain to me again, why you have failed your mission?"

There was a moment of silence before she spoke. The static of the two-way transmission did little to hide the carefully controlled fury in the anthro woman's voice.

"I have already told you why. I will not repeat myself."

Dr. Cortex leaned back on his chair, and it betrayed only the faintest hint of a squeak. He rubbed his forehead with one hand in exasperation.

"I was hoping that I had finally created a minion with enough strength to fight until the job was completed. Yet it looks like I have failed yet again."

Cortex glared at the woman inside the glass. She was wracked with dozens of injuries, some scrapes across her face and a nasty gash across her stomach that should have killed her. However despite what Cortex had spoken to his newest minion, Tina was a ravage and relentless creature. Cortex groaned low in his throat.

"You are just as worthless as my previous assassin."

Suddenly Tina's eyes snapped open, and Cortex was staggered by the fierce intensity that swirled within her furious molten eyes.

"My mission was a farce, Doctor. It was an unfortunate luck on your assassin's part that defeated me. Nothing more." Tina glared at Cortex, taking a deep breath from the accessible air supply strapped over her nose and mouth before continuing. "That weak straggler isn't worth the time it takes to kill her."

Although her explanation didn't justify her failure, Cortex nodded in agreement.

"True. I suppose there is no reason for that failure to be destroyed at the moment. I do have better uses for you."

"Which I have been eagerly awaiting. I want a mission worth my ability."

Cortex took a careful breath. "I have just the mission. I will be sure to brief you on it after you heal."

Tina struggled in the restrains, an angry look in her eyes. "I am healed enough."

Cortex rose up onto his feet. "I will be the judge of that."

Then Cortex turned on his heel, leaving an infuriated Tina Tiger floating in the healing fluid, a prowling gleam brightening her twin pools of fire.