"The boat was a lot easier on they eyes, I was expecting it to be traveling on an industrial freighter filled with supplies for the island. But at the docks there it was a company yacht, had to share with three other people, four if you include the…pilot? Helmsmen? How I got where I did is irrelevant, matters where I ended up."
Thomas ascended to the deck in time to see the destination come into view, a large structure built on top of an equally large island. From what he could see the concrete and glass was dominant. If Thomas recalled what he had heard correctly there were three docks across the island and they would be docking in the second.
A man a few years older than Thomas walked up him. He was taller than Thomas and had some stubble left unshaven. The man eyed the building before saying, "Makes you wonder what evil things they do in place like this, far from the eye."
Thomas stared at the man for a second before saying, "Don't jinx it Andrew." Thomas replied bringing his hand to the back of his neck to feel the erect hairs. Erect in fear, fear of the things his mind had conjured when planted with that thought. Bringing his hand away after forging a scratch, Thomas recomposed himself to make his reply, "'sides corporations are evil right in front of us and no one seems to care."
Andrew smiled at the reaction to the seed he had planted before replying, "So…what did you hold against successful businesses? Must be a story to tell there."
Thomas stretched his neck to left and back before relying, "My parents story really. They ran a store, small local place, turned in more than enough profit to be comfortable. Long story short, we were forced away by a chain store. The whole thing set my views firmly."
"Valid reason, I guess."
"Side tracking again, don't worry I know. It just doesn't feel right to me to leave people out…Ok, I'm focused now. So at the docks…"
The boat was securely put in place and a bridge deployed, this made the boat safe to exit. As the people offloaded they were personally greeted by name by an aged man. Despite seeming at least fifty his face had plenty of energy left in it. Thomas could also see the outline of some semi-toned muscles underneath the white dress shirt he wore as he shook hands with the man.
"Thomas Becker, correct? The names Christopher Darley and I welcome you to your new position. And let us hope you can live up to your predecessor." Christopher then turned his attention to all of the new arrivals
"Hello everyone, I'm here to make you integrate smoothly. If you would follow me I'll show you to your accommodation. You're to wait there until I collect you for an individual tour." Christopher turned and began walking everyone followed close behind.
"The accommodation was definitely comfortable, for me at least. It was about same size as the apartment I was living in before, more than likely larger. There was a hi-grade computer and quality double bed. Someone made quite an investment to make me comfortable, I would say they got a return on their investment."
Thomas lay sprawled out on the bed. He had a backpack full of casual clothes and other things. He pushed himself up and leaned over the edge of the bed. Unzipping a side pocket and pulling out a phone. He scrolled down until he came across the most recent addition and pressed call. He put the phone against his ear.
"Hi Thomas, can you make this quick? I don't have much time to talk."
"Hi Lydia, just checking to see how that job is working out for you." Thomas said whilst absentmindedly pacing the room.
"well I haven't been shown everything fully yet. First impressions though, nice place."
"Sounds like we're in the same ship, I'm waiting for some orientation tour now. Say what kind of job can a medical student get?" As Thomas finished his question he heard a knock on his door. "Listen. I've got go, chat to you later bye." Thomas said hurriedly as he hung up and opened the door to find Christopher.
"Shall we walk?" he said gesturing to the corridors with a sweep of his hand.
"Must have spent the better part of an hour walking to Christopher's office, It was a mostly silent walk. We went the long way avoiding certain areas entirely. He didn't want reveal anything to a man he couldn't trust. That's why he sat me down and we had a nice chat."
Christopher unlocked the door and walked into his office, Thomas followed. Taking his seat behind the desk and nodding to the one across from him. Thomas sat in the leather swivel chair, suppressing his impulse to spin.
"Tell me a little bit about yourself Thomas." Christopher said, powering up a laptop and typing a user domain.
"This an interview? I thought I already got the job." Thomas asked confused as to the purpose of the conversation.
"Oh but you have. Think of this as a get to know you session."
"OK, I'm native to Hoenn and was born in Lillycove city where my parents ran a store. The first Pokémon I owned was a zangoose. I went to collage and studied biology, defiantly my science. I joined a self defence class couple times a week, I guess I stood out as he forwarded my details to a few companies. Another thing, is that I'm part of a semi-competitive Airsoft team. That enough for you? I got more to tell."
"That's enough thanks. I've been looking up while you have been talking and, I've got something about you having a HNFA membership licence." Christopher said turning the laptop for Thomas to see.
"Hoenn National Firearms Association? I don't own one! It just pays to know how to." Thomas quickly replied. "I don't normally tell people about that. My family certainly wouldn't approve and some people might find me scary. Guns are cool in games and movies but in real life…guns kill people."
"That's understandable. I think I know you well enough now to show you what we do here. Follow me. I'll answer questions after you've seen." Christopher stated, logging off the laptop and walking out the room. Thomas feeling slightly confused followed. They walked through one of the doors that was they avoided on the walk to the office. The room was a CCTV viewing room. Thomas looked at the screen as Christopher brought up a full colour image of 'Subject Hold 04'.
What Thomas saw was surreal. A man with golden fur all over his body, fox like ears and set of nine flowing tails. The man looked like human but had clearly visible traits of a ninetails.
"It goes without saying that I had a few questions at that point."
A/N It has been a long time coming but here is chapter two. It is still a bit prologue-ish but now it is over I can really get the ball rolling. I would also like to say thanks for reading this far and hope to see a review from you now and in the future.