Okay folks, here is the next chapter in the Lily and Aaron saga. Please review and please enjoy!
Prologue
They thought that they had won, had saved him, brought him back to life. They had tried to reprogram him, thought they had succeeded and he had let them believe it. He was still playing the game and they didn't know. The doctor, the military general and everyone else in this new "facility" thought they were the ones in control again. It had been taken away from them due to "evidence" being brought forth. Several key people had been arrested, sites had been shut down, programs destroyed and yet they had found a way, a way to survive. But so had he, he needed to survive, to win at any cost. But he was not alone. They had found the other one as well, the torn in his side, the vain of his existents. So now he lay in wait, waiting for an opportunity and then he would take it. Until then, however he would be patient, and he would do as he was told. He had a game to play and he would finally win, finally come out on top. Patience, it would come very soon.
The first thing he remembered was the rush of sea water that had pulled him under. He remembered the taste of it, the smell and how cold it was. He remembered being pulled from the water, too tired to move or even speak. He saw faces moving in front of him, but unable to make out faces or voices. He had lost consciousness not long after. The next time he woke up, he found himself in a very sterile room, on a hospital bed. He was hooked up to several machines, each one moderating his vitals. He had a vag recollection of all of this, as if he had been here before. He didn't have memory of much else. He saw very few people, but those he did see wouldn't answer questions. They wouldn't even look at him and when speaking it was as if they spoke about an inanimate object. He didn't like it, but eventually a general came to see him. He told him he was a government agent that had been on mission when it had all gone wrong. They had been looking for him for some time. He was important they said, and that they had another mission for him to complete. They gave him a photo, told him the person was the enemy, one that needed to be taken out. Another agent would be going with him to make sure it was done. When he asked who she was they had told him names were not important just that she was enemy number one. She seemed very familiar to him, as if he knew her in another life, but she was an enemy. She was very pretty, small in stature but her eyes held a fiery intelligence. She would be a hard one to catch but he had to complete this mission. Then, they had said, he would get the answers to who and what he really was.
Months before she was to leave the city she had started to prepare. She had found an out of the way place. Somewhere isolated where she could be alone, a place where she could hide and a place where she would be safe. She had made preparations in case she was found and she had made sure she had a way out. She had stashed away money, passports and a stock pile of food. She had a second mode of transportation with several different license plates, id tags and clothes. She had wigs, glasses, hats, hair dyes, anything to change her looks. That was one thing he had taught her, one thing of many things she had learned. She had started going to the shooting range so that she could handle a gun better, she had taken self- defense classes and she installed several different kinds of alarm systems. She would survive, if nothing else for him, she would survive. They would never find her and if they did they would be in for one heck of a fight, a fight worth fighting for.
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it and enjoy the ride.