NOTE:I STILL DONT OWN PERFECT DARK NOR DO I OWN RARE. I forgot to write this last chapter.
CHAPTER 3
Jo was fatigued. She had been sneaking around the reasearch center
for a long tim now and she still hadn't located the pills or the containment cells.
While she beleived Pyke's story, it would be against regulations to blow up the
center without proof of these threats. Pyke was with her. They were pressed up to
a wall deep inside the center. Pyke looked for guards in one direction while Jo looked
in the other "What will we do Jo?"Pyke asked pathetically. Pyke was starting to annoy Jo, but he had given her very
valuable information and she couldn't ditch him.
"We find those cells." Jo said. I need to photograph them to make it legal to blow
this place up. Then I photograph the pills and steal explosives so..." A Skedar guard approached
Jo thought quickly and shot him in the chest-not the head. A shot to the head would get blood
all over the floor, giving away their position. She had been doing this for a while. Pyke helped
Jo drag the body into a closet after it died. "Great," she thought sarcastically, 'I'm sure they wont catch on when
a dead body is in every closet and storage area'
Jo continued on slowly. Guards were everywhere. She had to use every bit of training she
had to avoid getting caught. All was well until she was sneaking up a narrow hallway. She had noticed
that considering the fact that the place knew she was there, the guards weren't that thick. Jo wandered into a set of
double doors labeled 'LAB'. She internally rejoiced until gases knocked her unconscious.
Jo awoke chained to a table. A rotten stench was everywhere. Several Skedar were staring at her, they
were laughing as best as a Skedar could. Strange tools were everywhere. Pyke was nowhere in sight. The room
was round. Charts showed strange readings in the toungue of the Skedar. A large Skedar walked in, apparently the leader.
He spoke in English due to a translator mechanism around his neck. "Ah, you. You are the one who murdered our leader." he said,
well, now you shall pay the price for this insolence. Your death will be useful. You know too much, but those secrets will be taken to
your grave!"
"Yeah sure," Jo tried to sound confident, "When I escape, I'll kill you too."
A familiar voice entered the conversation-it was Mr. Blonde, "Do you remember me?
I think you do. I'm going to kill Carrington along with you. It's a shame Cassandra had to go
so soon. Don't fret though, i'll end all of your troubles soon. The institute won last time, but this time things have changed."
Suddenly, Jo heard some footsteps. Mr. Blonde fell to the ground, stunned, but not killed. Pyke entered the room, a tazer in his
left hand, a CMPISO in his right. "You didn't think that I forgot about you, did you?" Pyke said. He killed the Skedar that remained in the room,
they were too freaked out to fight.
CHAPTER 3
Jo was fatigued. She had been sneaking around the reasearch center
for a long tim now and she still hadn't located the pills or the containment cells.
While she beleived Pyke's story, it would be against regulations to blow up the
center without proof of these threats. Pyke was with her. They were pressed up to
a wall deep inside the center. Pyke looked for guards in one direction while Jo looked
in the other "What will we do Jo?"Pyke asked pathetically. Pyke was starting to annoy Jo, but he had given her very
valuable information and she couldn't ditch him.
"We find those cells." Jo said. I need to photograph them to make it legal to blow
this place up. Then I photograph the pills and steal explosives so..." A Skedar guard approached
Jo thought quickly and shot him in the chest-not the head. A shot to the head would get blood
all over the floor, giving away their position. She had been doing this for a while. Pyke helped
Jo drag the body into a closet after it died. "Great," she thought sarcastically, 'I'm sure they wont catch on when
a dead body is in every closet and storage area'
Jo continued on slowly. Guards were everywhere. She had to use every bit of training she
had to avoid getting caught. All was well until she was sneaking up a narrow hallway. She had noticed
that considering the fact that the place knew she was there, the guards weren't that thick. Jo wandered into a set of
double doors labeled 'LAB'. She internally rejoiced until gases knocked her unconscious.
Jo awoke chained to a table. A rotten stench was everywhere. Several Skedar were staring at her, they
were laughing as best as a Skedar could. Strange tools were everywhere. Pyke was nowhere in sight. The room
was round. Charts showed strange readings in the toungue of the Skedar. A large Skedar walked in, apparently the leader.
He spoke in English due to a translator mechanism around his neck. "Ah, you. You are the one who murdered our leader." he said,
well, now you shall pay the price for this insolence. Your death will be useful. You know too much, but those secrets will be taken to
your grave!"
"Yeah sure," Jo tried to sound confident, "When I escape, I'll kill you too."
A familiar voice entered the conversation-it was Mr. Blonde, "Do you remember me?
I think you do. I'm going to kill Carrington along with you. It's a shame Cassandra had to go
so soon. Don't fret though, i'll end all of your troubles soon. The institute won last time, but this time things have changed."
Suddenly, Jo heard some footsteps. Mr. Blonde fell to the ground, stunned, but not killed. Pyke entered the room, a tazer in his
left hand, a CMPISO in his right. "You didn't think that I forgot about you, did you?" Pyke said. He killed the Skedar that remained in the room,
they were too freaked out to fight.