LPJ-screw I'm writing my responses. Just so you know I wrote a scene between Jake and Morgan just for you it won't be to explosive because of the circumstances surrounding it but I don't think you'll be disappointed.

Erikstrulove- You deserve and award for reading thirty chapters in a day. Man did you have a long ways to catch up. And luckily for you, you get another chapter today. Yes Markus is dead. Keegan was the only way I could give you Markus back. I'm glad you liked chapter forty-one that one along with the two before it are one of my favorite mini-story arcs in this massive story.

This chapter will catch you up on mostly everything that deals with Pete and John. And you'll find out in a few chapters if Kaine is suspicious of Alex and Jer's disappearance or not.

Bobby will be in chapter 65, around that time a dark secrect of Jeremiah's will come out. Bobby is going to play a role in helping to rescue Pete.

I'm thrilled that you like Terra and Tobias along with Adam's new powers. And I can promise you that someone else will be getting a power as well by it will be much latter on in the story. In fact it takes place so much later in the story that I haven't even written it yet and I have written up to chapter 76.

I have the feeling that this story may be 100 chapters, making this chapter the halfway mark. I have a long way to go before things get settled. There are characters to kill, people to add -oh about twelve new characters- and people to save. The action will be picking up soon. Hope you enjoy.


CHAPTER 50

JOHN SEBASTIAN PARKER: A BRIEF INTERLUDE PART II


October 30, 2010

2:07am

Unknown Location

Infirmary

Pete woke up aware of one thing. He was in pain. His whole body ached from undergoing the beginnings of his reeducation.

"Ah Peter you've finally awaken. I was worried that Dr. Ripley had gone a tad to far with your procedure," Parker said from Pete's bedside.

"W-what procedure di-did you have that bitch do to me?" Pete stuttered.

"Now, now son, no need to take such a tone with me. It is disrespectful, and I won't tolerate it," Mr. Parker said in a low voice as he squeezed Pete's arm. Pete let out a yelp of pain. Parker may not have looked strong but obviously appearances had been deceiving.

"Apologize Peter," Parker commanded.

"No," Pete said and moaned in pain as Parker's grip tightened.

"I am your father and you will show me respect. Now apologize. I will not repeat myself again."

"I-I'm sorry," Pete managed to say. He then screamed in pain as his thumb was broken.

"Sorry what?" Mr. Parker prompted.

"I-I'm s-sorry, F-father," Pete said tears steaming down his ashen face. Parker sighed.

"I didn't want to hurt you son, but you forced me to discipline you. If you had only listened," Parker said shaking his head. Pete wanted to tell the man to go to hell, but was unable to find his voice.

"Now son I believe that you asked me a question concerning your operation. Let me answer it. A few years back Dr. Ripley designed a new reeducation technique. She created a drug that will rid you of your memories concerning your false family. Afterwards she will implant other memories. New memories."

"Y-You can't do that. You ca-can't make me for-forget my Mom and Dad, my br-brothers and s-sisters." Pete spoke.

"Don't be so sure son," Mr. Parker said. The old man was then racked by a series of throaty coughs. Pete watched as the man coughed into his handkerchief. Once the coughing fit subsided, Mr. Parker sat panting for air as he attempted to catch his breath. Pete observed that Parker's handkerchief was spotted with blood.

'Die you old fuck,' Pete thought savagely.

"Now, let me call doctor Ripley and have her tape your thumb. Then she will give you your next dose. This will be your last one you know. After this you will no longer be Peter Russell, but John Sebastian Parker," Parker said getting up.

"I'll fight it," Pete hissed. "I won't give in. I won't forget."

"I'd expect nothing less from a Parker. Your... half sister may not have been a Parker by blood but she still acted as one. She knew how to fight for what was hers. I see that she passed that on to you. But you see John, being a Parker is your birthright, that is what you should be fighting for," Parker said banging his fist on the side of Peter's table.

"You're wrong," Peter said simply and turned away from Parker.


October 31, 2010

8:17am

Jamieson Foundation

SL-27 Infirmary

Peter did try his hardest to fight the drug that was coursing through his system. He tried to hold on to his memories, both the good and the bad. And then he prayed, to God, to his biological mother, to anyone who might be listening, to help save him, to allow him to remember who he was.

Sadly it was all in vain. At 8:17am on October 31, 2010, Peter Simon Vincent Russell ceased to exist, and John Sebastian Parker was born.

John opened his eyes, looking around he realized he was in the infirmary. He sat up stretching him limbs. Noticing that her patient was awake Dr. Ripley walked over to John, her chart in his hand.

"Good, morning Johnny," Dr. Ripley said sitting down next to the boy's bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine Doctor, tell me where is my Father?" John asked.

"At breakfast, he wishes for you to join him if you are up to it. But I advise you to rest today, sir. You have been in a coma for not quite a full day. You had an allergic reaction to your flu shot," Ripley replied.

"I feel fine Ripley, now call Brent, I want to be taken to my Father. But first I require a change of clothes and a shower,"John said.

"I will fetch Brent at once Sir," Ripley said and left.

Brent came by shortly and escorted John to his room. It was sparsely decorated. There was a dresser against the far right wall, and a bed across from it. Next to the bed was a desk and chair. Hanging on the back of the chair was a pair of black slacks and white dress shirt. On the seat of the chair sat a pair of briefs, black shoes, socks and a tie.

"I'll leave you to shower Master Parker. If you need anything there is a buzzer on your desk, push it and I'll arrive quickly as possible," Brent told the boy.

"Thank you Brent, that will be all," John said. Brent bowed sightly and left the boy to shower.

John quickly showered and dressed, he returned to the bathroom to comb his hair and put on his tie. Putting his tie around his neck John, straitened it checking his reflection in the mirror. Suddenly a vision over took him.


"Daddy how do I look?" A boy of five asks a tall dark haired man whose back is turned to him. The man turns around, beaming down at the little boy.

"Handsome as ever Tiger," He man replies ruffling his son's hair. "There's just one problem."

"What's that," the boy, questions his father.

"Your tie, Tiger. Now I know I taught you how to properly tie your tie," Then man says kneeling down to straighten his son's tie.


As quickly as it came the vison ended, leaving John shaken. The little boy in the vison, whose father had called him Tiger, looked just like a five year old John.

Not looked is

John heard a voice whisper.

"I must be losing my mind," John muttered and splashed some water on his face. He then paged Brent. Brent returned and John headed off to have breakfast with his father.


October 31, 2010

8:40am

Jamieson Foundation

SL-27

"Good morning Father," John said entering Parker's room.

"John, you're awake," Parker said he was delighted that Ripley's procedure had worked.

"Yes, Father, forgive me for being late for breakfast," John apologized as he sat down at the small kitchenette table, that was loaded with breakfast for he and Parker.

"Not to worry my boy. I'm just happy to know that you are well." Parker replied. "Is your thumb bothering by the way?"

"My thumb is fine Father. I hope that dolt of a sweeper was severely punished for breaking my thumb," John remarked looking down at his taped appendage remembering how he had been training with a sweeper the week before when the sweeper had inadvertently broken John's thumb. "Father, when are we to go before the triumvirate? I'm feeling well enough," John said unfolding his napkin and placing it in his lap.

"Soon enough my boy, soon enough," Parker chuckled. "I had Brent charter a plane to London, there we will meet with the Triumvirate. If all goes well, which I am sure it will, the Triumvirate shall back our funding.

"And then to Carthis, correct Father?" John asked.

"Correct. The new Centre is fully operational. With the two Russell brats, Shadow, and the fourteen others, the Centre will soon be restored to the greatness it once was," Parker replied.

"And the Russell's and the rest of their little extended family will pay for ever crossing the Parkers," John growled.

"Exactly my boy. Soon they will all pay."


November 1, 2010

9:00am

London, England

Triumvirate Headquarters

Over the past decade all but one of the Triumvirate members had either died or stepped downsince Richard Parker had been Chairman of the Centre. The one that remained was Susanna Grey, Samuel Grey's aunt. Out of the three Triumvirate members she posed the greatest threat of not granting the Centre the funding, and support it needed. Susanna was the wildcard and John knew that he would have to win over the other two member's in order to ensure the Centre's funding.

At his father's side, dressed in his best suit, John entered the conference room where his family's fate was to be determined. Sitting at the end of a long black walnut table sat the Triumvirate, the was eldest Susanna Grey was in her mid-fifties, rumor had it that her son, Allen was to take her place on the Triumvirate. At the age of forty-three Susanna had Allen late in life, he was born shortly after Sam had given up his inheritance, as future member of the Triumvirate.

Her son was merely eleven, a few months older than John. Few had ever seen the boy for he had been placed in hiding for most of his life. Susanna feared that opposing members of the Triumvirate would try to kill her son to gain the Grey family's Triumvirate seat.

The other two members of the Triumvirate did not have a history nearly half as interesting as Susanna's. Dolan Garret, was a young ruthless man in his mid twenties, rumor had it he killed his father to get a spot on the Triumvirate. But such scandal was common place among the Triumvirate. The third member was Marcel Dumas, he gained his seat from his uncle with out any sort of scandal taking place.

"Good morning," Susanna said in a clipped tone. She knew all too well what Parker had done in order to get John and was not pleased by it.

"Good morning," Parker replied. "You are all well aware of who I am, and for those of you who are not aware this is my son, my heir John."

"We are all well aware of young John," Susanna replied.

"Yes, very good," Parker spoke.

"Parker, you and John may take a seat, we may not be here for a while but I do believe you will be more comfortable sitting down," Dumas said his French origins quite apparent.

"Now what evidence do you bring to us, that supports your claim that the Triumvirate would not be wasting its time or resources on the New Centre?" Garret questioned. John looked over at his father and Parker nodded his head. Opening the briefcase that sat before him, John pulled out a series of files and handed them to a man that stood next to him. The man then carried the files down to the Triumvirate members.

"The first sheet in the file before you shows the profit margins of the old Centre. In it's hay day the Old Centre, made close to half a billion dollars for the Triumvirate. With a bit of funding from you the Centre can return to its former glory, and I promise you the Triumvirate will profit greatly," John replied evenly. Parker smiled at his son, thanks to Ripley's programming John was now the perfect Parker.

"With the fall of the old Centre, your contracts have been severed, and not to mention the majority of your contacts are in prison," Susanna pointed out.

"You have a valid point Mrs. Grey, but we have made new contacts, and new contracts. The Midas team has come far, they are quite exceptional. Not up to the Black File or Phoenix's standards of course, but we are working on a new group, Project Shadow. The prototype for Shadow, Keegan is quite promising." John answered

"Will you have the same problems with Shadow as you have with Phoenix and the Black Files. Both sets of children were quite...spirited," Susanna retorted. "If memory serves correctly it proved to be difficult to keep the children in line."

"Shadow won't be. And with Triumvirate funding, everything will soon be in place for Shadow, with in a month the embryos will be complete and we can place then them in surrogate mothers."

"Just how powerful will Shadow be?" Garret questioned.

"Shadow will have all of the powers of the Black Files combined, their intelligence will be twice that of both Phoenix and the Black Files. Not to mention they will reach puberty much quicker than the normal human. By the time they are five, Shadow will have the mentality and physical appearance of an eighteen year old."

"And this Keegan will he age as quickly?" Dumas asked.

"No, not yet anyway. We plan on injecting growth hormones in Keegan at the end of the month. He is six years old now, by the time the rest of Shadow reaches maturity he will be eleven. With the help of the growth hormones though Keegan will be on par with the rest. He will be their leader. You see it was imperative for Keegan to spend the first six years of his life in normal childhood. It is during those years that he was trained fear of the Centre. And as the leader of Shadow, Keegan will make sure that the rest of his group fears the Centre," John said.

"What is Project Phoenix Redox?" Susanna questioned, as John had talked Susanna had leafed through the files she had been presented.

"Redox is what project Phoenix was all about. The children of William and Jamie, and Alyssa and Jeffery. The four of them were created for each other, they are Phoenix. And though they never met at the Centre, according to our sources they were drawn to each other. We have genetic samples from all four subjects of Phoenix. And in a month or so we will have the results. A child of William and Jamie, and of Alyssa and Jeffery," John told her.

"I believe we've heard and seen enough," Garret said closing the file in front of him. "All in favor of funding the New Centre?"

"Aye," Dumas, and Garret said.

"All opposed?"

"Nay," Susanna spoke.

"Congratulations, Mr. Parkers, you both have just received funding for the New Centre. We look forward to seeing great things, from you both. And I must say John, you are quite the future Chairman. I know we can expect great things from you son," Dumas told John.

"Thank you sir," John replied.

"You have quite the son there Parker. I can only hope that my boy Allen turns out to be half the man your son will be," Susanna spoke passing the comment like a kidney stone.

"John is a Parker, he was meant for greatness," Parker said simply.


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