Renfro approached the erect Tinga, eyeing her over like one does a new outfit. This new Tinga wore a black cat suit, with her hair tied tightly up into a bun. Her eyes were glazed over as if they really did not belong to the body that they were in. Naturally, they didn't; her eyes were the only things left from the kind, warm Tinga. Everything now was a hard-core killer.

"Do you know who I am?" Renfro asked Tinga as she sat down in one of the chairs so as to ease her pains from the car accident.

"No, ma'am."
"Well then, you shall learn soon enough. You may know me as Madame X. Madame for the head title superiority. X for the X-series in which I'm about to take total control of."

Tinga blinked for a moment, then answered, "Yes, ma'am, Madame X, ma'am."

Renfro smiled wickedly. The girl hadn't even gone through level 1 military training and already she was better than most of the remaining X5s. Very impressive. "Now," she said to Tinga, leaning in closer, "do you know who you are?"

"I was told, ma'am, that I was to be called X5-656, ma'am."

"Do you know who Donald Michael Lydecker is, soldier?"
There was a pause as Tinga considered the question being asked of her. She had a vague flickering of a man…in a brown leather jacket…while they ran through the forest, ready to kill…being held captive underwater while he grimaced from above…calling them "his kids". Tinga shook it off. Memories were no longer acceptable.

"No, ma'am," Tinga replied.

Renfro, seeing that something had come over the girl, waited before responding. So, 'Deck had dived deeper into these kids' minds than she thought. A pity. More brainwashing could be needed then. She would do whatever it would take so that he would be the complete enemy.

"You do not know who Donald Lydecker is?"

"No, ma'am."

"Definitely not, soldier?"
"No, ma'am. Not at all, ma'am."

"Well, let me tell you this, soldier: Donald Lydecker is your enemy. The enemy, in fact. One that needs to be destroyed as quickly as possible. He is working against me for your control; he wants to destroy all of you so that you will work for him. He is a little under six feet tall, medium build, with silver hair that looks like he never bothered to comb it from waking up, and sometimes wears silver glasses. Do you understand soldier?"
"Yes, ma'am."

"So, you shall destroy him when you see him?"

"On sight, ma'am."
"Now," Renfro said, leaning back into her chair, "do you know who X5-452 and X5-599 are?"

Another faint flicker passed through Tinga's muddled mind. A blond man breaking through a window with a machine gun…a brown haired girl hugging her…scaling down the side of a brick building…blond man yelling at her for going back to them…Going back? Where? To who? His name started with…a k? No, it was an odd letter. X, or Z. Yes, Z, but what was it?

"Soldier!" Renfro snapped angrily, impatient with Tinga's drifting.

Immediately, Tinga saluted. "Yes, ma'am!"
"Do you know who X5-452 and X5-599 are?"

"No, ma'am!" she barked, knowing that this Madame X person would want her to be heard.

"They, my dear soldier, are also the enemies, but I want them."

"Yes, ma'am."

"When you find them, they are to be tranquilized and brought immediately to me. You understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Soldier, you are dismissed. Wait here until I call for you."

"Yes, ma'am."

Renfro rose to her feet and left, locking the heavy iron door behind her and leaving Tinga alone in the darkness.

Zack, his name had been Zack.