A/N OH MY GOSH! 6 reviews! You guys rock. I love you... So, here I go! BTW Tara is NOT Seventeen; only looks it. I'll explain her age as the story develops. Just A few reviews on that. ALSO! A Zerker, is the Lambent version of a Berserker. That's what they called the Berserker in GOW 3. I'm sorry if things are a little rushed. But just to get things going in the story. Special thanks to: Fire Kunai for pointing out grammar issues, and 0clairebear0 for pointing out the age thing. She is MUCH older than Seventeen, so don't worry. Notice it Said Marcus guessed. He didn't know for sure. Thanks anyways!
Chapter 3: Project Recta-C
New Hope Facility, Five Months Ago
"Niles will be pleased with this work. She is successfully developing; her cardio-accuracy is up to date… This is the perfect weapon!" Dr. Yiao exclaimed as he checked things off on a clipboard.
"Niles will be so proud! You have no idea how long we've had our fingers crossed on this one. And soon she'll be ready to test!" He rushed off to tell Niles.
And this was her chance. Recta's chance to escape.
She placed her palms on the glass dome, and pushed with the accelerated strength they gave her. The glass gave way, and the thick liquid sloshed to the ground, with a young girl in it. The cold damp air bit at her sensitive skin, and the cold floor sent a shock through her body. This was harder than she thought, but she was nowhere near giving up. She stood up on her wobbly legs, only to flop back down again. She scooted over against the remains of the dome, and put her hand on the side of it, and pushed up. She stood on her uneasy time, for the first time in as long as she could remember. Soon her legs got their strength, and she could walk. Recta heard the voices grow louder again, and heard her name. They call me Tara… Tara…
Delta Squad, Present Day
Tara heard the revving of a chainsaw behind her, and turned to see a Grenadier charging toward her. She barely dodged, and the bayonet skid against her chest plate. She heard the sound of a Gnasher shotgun being fired, and blood splattering all over her.
Wiping at her eyes, she saw Baird reloading his shotgun, and replacing it with a Lancer.
"I could have taken him you know,"Tara said, scowling at the blonde.
"Oh sure, just watch your ass next time," Baird replied, facing away from her.
Tara rolled her eyes, and threw a dark look at his back.
"Whateva, dickhead." Tara muttered. Baird turned to smirk at her, and Tara noticed that he was kind of handsome. No that she would ever admit it. To anyone… But still… Handsome…
New Hope Facility, Present Day
Jennifer Austin watched the screen as Tara shot perfectly, not missing a beat. "She really is amazing." Jennifer thought as she jotted down notes on Tara's progress. She remembered when she was just a kid, in that God forsaken tube, full of liquid consisting of moisturizers, vitamins, and medicines to keep her alive as if she was doing daily activities. At night Jennifer would always sneak Tara out of her tube and teach her as much as she could in a few hours. And then she gave her a name… Tara. At first it was Recta-C, and technically it still is, because that is what the scientist's call her. Niles never found out, and Dr. Yiao most definitely couldn't have found out. Although he is rather intelligent, he is too careless to notice some things.
Jennifer hated to admit it, but she knew that when Recta-C's powers kicked in, that she would have to turn against her. Because after all, she was one of them. And Jennifer hated that she'd have to turn against Tara, but it'd be the only way to save humanity.
But what burned Jennifer, is that it was Niles was the one injecting her with some enhancement shit, and Jennifer or any of the other workers could do a damn thing about it!
Something on the screen snapped Jennifer's attention back to reality. Some type of Locust, (Jennifer wasn't sure, she'd never seen one in person) revved up a chainsaw bayonet on a Lancer, sneaking up behind Tara. Just as it was about to make contact with her, Tara turned in the blink of an eye, and dodged out the way in the superhuman speed they gave her. Jennifer couldn't resist the small smirk that curved on her lips. But it quickly faded as she remembered the dreaded future soon to come.
They, including herself, were trying to predict when her powers were going to start to show. They figures that it would be a few weeks maybe. No one knew for sure, but Jennifer had a sick feeling that when they found out, it was going to be ugly.
