Chapter Fourteen: Eight Years Later
The massive office was completely dark aside from a candle on the desk in the back, and the moonlight coming through the massive glass window that covered the whole back wall. A man sat behind the desk, his chair turned so he faced out the glass wall. His arms rested on the two armrests on the chair, holding a glass with his right hand.
He gazed out over the nightlife of New York. He took a sip out of his glass every now and then. But his mind was preoccupied with something else. A knock came at the door on the opposite side of the room, without turning or giving any other acknowledgement the man in the chair said. "Enter"
The door opened and for an instant a ray of light from the hall shined it, but that was quickly ended by the door closing moments later. "Sir" the person greeted with a slight bow.
"Quit with the damn pleasantries!" the man in the chair barked. "What is it?"
"New developments" the person answered.
"Anything that will please us?" the man asked.
"No" the person answered.
The man slowly stood up from his chair, still holding his glass and walked over to the glass wall and looked out at the city. The man held his glass halfway up his chest and folded his left arm behind his back.
"Do you know who originally organized this organization?" the man asked.
"President Regan, sir" the person answered.
"This organization had been running long before the Presidents approval of us" the man replied in a high voice. "We were killing these freaks in secret long before we were recognized by the government. Only after the government decided that it was safer to kill these abominations, we've gotten government funding, and all the technology we would need to succeed. But somehow they have still managed to survive" the man explained.
"They are smart, sir" the person replied carefully choosing his words.
"They are freaks!" the man crushed his glass in his hand. "They need to be all killed before they take everything over! Whether they be smart or brain dead in the process!"
The man took a deep, calming breath. "What new developments are there?" he asked not turning away from the glass wall.
"Eight years ago we invaded a town, Rivers Ville" the person began.
"Yes" the man replied. "I remember that"
"We had been following two of the most powerful connections to the force that we have ever felt" the person went on. "After the Rivers Ville incident, they simple vanished. Vanished from sight, and detection"
"And?" the man asked getting irritated.
"We believe that one of them has resurfaced" the person answered.
"Resurfaced?"
"Yes, sir" the person replied. "We have detected one of the two force connections that we did eight years ago" he continued. "However…there's something else"
"What is this 'something else'?"
"It's stronger than it was eight years ago"
"Stronger?"
"The connection, sir. It's…grown"
"Now these freaks are evolving in their abilities" the man mumbled. "Where was this detection?" he asked.
"In this city, sir" the person replied.
The man spun around to look at the figure standing in front of his door. "This city?" he repeated.
"Yes, sir"
"They weren't having any luck hunting us down as separate people" the man began. "So they decided to attack us as a whole. And bring the fight to our doorstep"
"There are still no indications of this person being friendly or enemy" the person began.
"They are all enemies!" the man shouted back. "Put the headquarters on alert, all Guardians are to be ready to move out at all times"
"Yes, sir" the person replied and exited the room.
"So, after eight years one of the two strongest connections has finally resurfaced…I will have to kill this one myself" the man muttered to himself.