Disclaimer: All recognizable characters from SeaQuest are property of their owner and studio. The rest are original creations of my own making.
Year: 2028
Location: Undisclosed island in the Pacific Ocean
Inside the laboratory of Human Genetic Advancement, two very bored workers attempted to finish up their latest test trials. It felt like any other long day in the life of lab techs.
"Well, Hugh, test subject Number 18 is coming along nicely," stated Breanna, her eyes trained on the screen in front of her.
"Number 18? The female who we thought wouldn't survive?"
"Yes. She is displaying wide-band telepathy and telekinesis. Also, in her left cerebellum, she is showing massive neural activity and energy output. But, what it is for, I don't know," replied Breanna, frowning as she contemplated what could be causing such readings.
A thunderous boom, followed by a loud bang, startled the two techs. Hugh came to his feet first. "What the..."
Belatedly, alarms started to wail. Suddenly the room was filled with armed men dressed in black.
"Who do you think you are? Get out!" Breanna screeched as she grabbed a book and threw it at the nearest intruder. Calmly he dodged the object, raised his gun and shot her in the head.
The sickening thud of her body hitting the floor, froze Hugh in his spot, mouth hanging open in shock. "Wh-, wha-, what do you want?" Hugh had never stammered before, but fear was twisting his tongue. He had finally placed the insignia on the invaders' uniforms. It was the sign of Deon International.
"All we want," a voice repeated from behind the ring of soldiers, "is test subject Number 18."
"Oh my god! You're, you're..." Hugh's words trailed off in horror, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"Yes, yes. I'm President Bourne and you know my associate, Deon of Deon International." Bourne looked bored as he stared at the underling. "Now, my good man, if you would tell us where she is in this building, we will take her and be on our merry way."
"I can't. She's top secret and," Hugh paused, gulped and then continued slowly when a gun was placed against his temple. "She's not mine to give away even to high officials such as yourself, sir!"
"My good man, apparently you don't know very much about us." President Bourne and Deon walked toward Hugh, forcing him to back into the wall of bodies. 'When we want something," Bourne bared his teeth in an evil grin, "we get it. Now for the last time. Where is she?"
Hugh mutely shook his head in denial. Deon nodded and the gun was fired. Death was instant as Hugh's eyes rolled back in his head and his lifeless body slumped to the floor.
In the silence that followed, a loud crash and screech of equipment being knocked over filled the air.
Bourne started shouting orders but his words were drowned out by the wail of the word, "Noooooooooooo!" that continued nonstop. The room broke out into panic when the floor beneath their feet began to buck and heave, lights exploded overhead and the room was pitched into darkness.