They say the number 21 is lucky. So is this chapter. I keep thinking that Naomi is some sort of girl who looks like Charmcaster from Ben 10. Am I right?
DECEIT Is Fate Type Y"Finally done!"
"Yes! Victor!" It was the first time Derek saw a smile on Victor's face.
"Can we get some help down here? Someone from Delphi's trying to get in!"
"Well, we've got Angie's Aikido, and brute strength. Coming!"
Down at the entrance to Caduceus HQ
"Look, that's behind me, I want to see Naomi!"
"No, you're one of them, and you're all the same," said the guard, shoving the man down and holding pepper spray in his face.
"If I have to be an alien. I come in peace. My name is Hans."
"No!"
"Wait! My father changed, and he can change too. When you insult all of Delphi, you insult my father too. And we all have to remember he's passed on. And they were people's relatives too. I don't have much respect for them, though. Come on, sir."
Five minutes later
"Hey, Naomi, there's someone to see you…" whispered Angie softly.
"Hello… Naomi? It's me, Hans."
"Uhhh… hello Hans…"
"I heard you were infected and I came as quickly as I could."
"We're ready to operate."
"Alright." Naomi put a thumbs-up.
Pre-Op
"We're going to attack when the DECEIT won't expect it. This new gel is better than the original."
"How?"
"Leave it at better. I'd fry your head if I told you too much."
"What's our plan of attack?"
"Well, we isolate a few of the cells, then drain them. Then we keep on doing that. The gel will cut off their brain cells, so they won't know what hit them. And eventually, we just inject this handy antibiotic serum, and there goes DECEIT.
Begin Operation
He isolated a portion of the cells, and then drained them. But after that, the cells began to gather. "This looks like Savato. We'd better isolate the problem before the cells reach the climax of whatever they're doing."
He gelled around the gathering white cells, and then drained them. He then proceeded to drain more. But he couldn't. "Looks like it's developed a small resistance. You'll have to wait until it begins to cluster."
After a few 'hits' on the DECEIT, the operation began to take its toll on the young doctor. He wiped the sweat from his brow and got careless. The DECEIT reached its climax and vitals dropped considerably.
"Tch, what are you doing?" He injected some stabilizer and proceeded to drain some more.
"Chiral reaction has hit critical. Use the injection."
"You want moves? I'll give you moves!" said the confident doctor. He drew the liquid, and injected it into the DECEIT.
Oh well, caught up in watching old episodes of The Ninth Doctor is messing with my mind. N.E.way, why isn't anyone reviewing? I have an obsession with mysterious stalker removing Angie's cap. Ha ha ha!