TYRANT!
Chapter 1- Removal
A team of three scientists burst into the room where Steve's 'dead' body was laying, as
a loud self-destruct warning blared in the background. The team consisted of two males and
one female. The 'head' scientist was known as Roberts, the other male was known as Wilson,
and the female, Haylen.
When they got inside the room, they saw the body on the floor. "My God! Look at that
injury!!" Roberts exclaimed, eyeing the large gash. He held an open hand towards
Wilson. "Gimme my tools, this won't take long to fix." he said.
Wilson groaned and turned to his med-bag and looked for the equipment Roberts needed.
"Watch yourself Roberts, once this thing wakes up, don't expect to have a head."
Wilson laughed. Haylen eyed Wilson evilly. "He's knocked out terribly, he won't wake
up any time soon." she hissed.
Wilson shuddered. "Sure is ugly, though. Can't we take a cuter specimen? I saw some
moths back there that--" "NO!," Roberts interrupted, as he began to sew up
the wound. "We need THIS specimen." He took out a damp surgical cloth, and
cleaned off the wound. "There. This'll heal by tomorrow." he said.
Haylen sighed. "Please hurry, doctor." She said. Wilson laughed. "Why,
you scared?" he asked mockingly. Haylen shook her head. "No, but if we don't
hurry, HCF will notice we don't work for them. We have to be undetected, remember??"
she replied.
Roberts put the tools away. "There. Wilson, you and I will carry this... this 'thing'
on that cart. Haylen, hold our bags, will you? he asked. "Certainly, sir!" she
said happily. Roberts nodded, a slight smile on his face, as him and Wilson wheeled the
body to the emergency elevator. Haylen nodded, picked up their bags and followed.
Roberts glanced back at Haylen, then ahead again as they made their way to the elevator. "Oh, our research is going to go leaps and bounds thanks to this!!" he laughed.