This is a story following multiple characters, I will try to add chapters as often as I can, hope you enjoy and as its my first, any reviews would be very helpful. :)
As it goes there will be different themes so... yea I'm not sure exactly what two are most prominent.
CASE FILE: Project union
SUBJECT: Hue Laurence
BACKGROUND: A mechanist, he and his twin brother, Arnold (Arny), were immediately more interested in working with experimental new works; they both shared a natural skill with machines and had a love of working things out
Hue walked briskly down the corridor, his brother in tow, Arny was simply sauntering along.
"You sure you want to come down here on your break?" Hue asked.
"Nah, I'd rather be around little miss Sandra" Arny replied sarcastically "After all Mains is on duty, I won't be on creep watch"
"Ugh, don't make me think about that perv, and don't think you're getting to me by mentioning Sandra… were just friends"
"Yea, and you deeffiinneettllyy don't want more from her"
It was true, Hue did have a thing for her, but it was just a crush, nothing major, Arny meanwhile loved nothing more than to torment him for it.
"This place gives me the hibijibis, why do the flood containment areas even need to be this creepy?"
"Don't quite know hue'y m'boy" replied Arny using some perversion of an accent that doesn't exist.
As they crossed the threshold of the sub-basement they entered the cryo wing, frozen flood, they have to be kept at -125 degrees, -150 just to be safe, but apparently there were some strange sounds coming from here, they had been told more than a dozen times that metal contracting from the cold and pressure used to keep said cold concentrated, but every time there was so much as a creak from the cryo wing and suddenly everyone was acting like the boogie man was under their bed. So the two went down to make recordings that they knew were safe, measure numbers that they knew were right and check math that they already had the answers to. They passed the unlucky guards with the job of sitting around here waiting for their shift to end what could three guys and two elites do to stop a group of flood in the dim of this place?
Hue went to work while Arny simply sat on a few metal boxes; they talked while hue worked, occasionally hue would ask Arny to hold something or check something to which he would mock-protest, until…
"Hey! No that can't be right, hey Arny get over here and check this"
Arny arrived at his brother's side "what?"
"These numbers… they can't be right…"
"Let's see…" Arny looks over his brother's work "As much as I want to give you the A you made a fatal error, look, your pressure is way too low."
"But that's the amount being recorded"
"Couldn't be… that would mean the temperature would be… -98…" As Arny trailed off the two looked to one another and ran to the exposed ice-chamber.
It was pockmarked with holes and there was a stench in the air, the two drew their magnums and turned to run Arny suddenly fired and a glob of goo exploded, Hue hadn't even seen anything then there was another yelp.
SUBJECT: Arnold (Arny) Laurence. STATUS: Deceased. CAUSE: Repurposed.
Hue turned and stared at his brother, not his brother, a flood. He raised his gun and his hands were shaking and he fired three times two shots hit before it leapt on top of him, grabbing his head and pinning him, all he managed was "You bastard Arny, why didn't you just stay in the mess" before a large bone-spike rammed through his skull.
SUBJECT: Hue Laurence. STATUS: Deceased. CAUSE: Lobotomized.