Vita Sibyis stared at her mentor in disbelief

Vita Sibyis stared at her mentor in disbelief.

"Your joking right?"

"I wish I was," he said with a sigh.

He rubbed his face as if pained by thoughts occurring in his head.

"What I'm about to tell you stays in this room, do you understand? If any one was to find, out you and I would be exterminated without reason or question."

"Yes, of course I understand, Shay," she said anxiously.

"When I came to Lycon, research and development for a perfect, hybridized killing machine, was just beginning. I came out of grad school when I was twenty, and was immediately recruited to begin to start on the first project. Many of the subjects my team and I experimented on never made it through the first trials, until we received a delinquent adolescent on his way to juvie. When we originally received the information on him: past history, family, etc, we thought there had been some mistake. He was only 12 or 13 at the time, with no recorded birth date, so we weren't even sure if that's how old he really was; he looked younger. His parents were unknown, and he had been left in a trash been with his umbilical cord around his neck. We weren't even sure why he had been sent to us in the first place; he could have been some junkie's crack baby. I mean, he seemed far from the spectrum we were so often dealing with, that we just fooled around with him for a while. Taught him various things here and there, but he surprised us on how quickly he picked them up. That's when we began to teach him, Ehem, how do you say, more use full elements."

***
The boy was young, almost too young, to be brought to Lycon's 'Rehabilitation Center', as everyone so proudly called it, but they were desperate; all previous subjects failed and the occasional few that survived the first year, snapped one day and committed suicide. There was something in his file's that the big shots were keeping from the doctor's and they had know idea what the secret would cost them in the end.

"Hey Shay, can you come here for a minute?" asked a burly man.

"Will ya give me a sec, I'm busy," he retorted.

"Uhm, I don't think this can wait, we have, uh, a new visitor."

"A what? What do you mean by new and what are you talking about visitor?"

Shay took his eyes away from the cadaver he was dissecting for future research and looked over at Kahleel. When he saw what was coming down the glass elevator he sighed heavily, and presumably began to remove his goggles, as well as, his bloody smock and gloves.

He groaned heavily and shook his head in desperation.

'If I don't get these reports finished and handed in to Drayco, he'll have my fucking head for breakfast. This shit better be worth it.'

When he finally stood next to Kahleel and glanced up, he noticed General Drayco himself, escorting the child towards them.

"You've gotta be shitten me man, this pricks given us a kid? What's next baby's and pregnant women?" Shay whispered.

They stood at attention and addressed the General formerly when he finally stopped walking.

"Men this here is your newest 'project', Richard, and make no exception; he may be a child, but well, I'll leave it at that. Your scientists, I'm sure you can figure out what we mean. Oh, and here's his folder regarding all his information."

With that said he turned on his heals and left, leaving man and child alone to play.

***
"So what happens next, Shay?"

"That'll have to wait for tomorrow. My shifts over and Kiba should be here to watch Vega the rest of the night. We'll continue this tomorrow. Have a pleasant evening, Vita."

Shay Hereka turned and left before Vita had a chance to sputter a word. If he had looked back he would have noticed how red in the face with annoyance she was and the glow illuminating from Vega's eyes.