(Wow, that last chapter was a little corny at the beginning, huh? Ah well. Careful tho, this chapter gets a little corny too!!)
TYRANT!
Chapter 5 - Last T-Veronica Specimen
"CODE NAME: T-008
EXAMINER: Dr.S.Haylen
DAY: 2
TIME: 9:48:02
COMMENTS:
Steve "T-008" is now showing less signs of withdrawal, which is very
odd since he is adapting faster than our usual specimens (avg. time is 3-5
days).
T-008 has opened up a lot to me over the past few days, and now that he can
trust in me, the more extensive research can begin.
(i.e. Nutritional needs, physical rates, thoughts and feelings, etc.)
The extraction of the virus was a complete success, and has been stored in the Cyro-Chamber, Block 8, Cell 3825. The code number is '762'. When more information becomes available, this file will include an update."
Haylen sighed, and cracked her wrist, then continued.
"PLANS:
-None as of yet-"
"Dr.--Dr.Haylen?" she heard behind her. She turned, and it was
Roberts. "Oh...uh... good morning, sir!" she said. Roberts nodded and
smiled. "Good morning to you! Ah, doing your report on T-008, eh? GOOD! We
can never have enough research!" he exclaimed. Haylen smiled back.
"I'm workin' on it, sir!" she said. Roberts patted her on the back.
"Keep us the good work." he said. Roberts then lowered his head
towards her ear, and whispered. "And... in about 5 minutes, we'll have a meeting
in the boardroom, ok?" he asked.
Haylen saluted him jokingly, as he pulled away from her ear. "Ok,
sir!" Haylen laughed. Roberts snuffed, looking at her oddly. He glanced at
Steve, made a small 'humph' noise, then turned and left. Haylen sighed, and
leaned back in her chair.
"Steve," she said. Steve looked up at her. He was really bored out
of his skull, so much so to drive him crazy, but at least Haylen was providing
him with some attention. Haylen got up, and stood in front of his cell.
"Hmmm... you know, since you're not a human anymore, I am a professional
in the field of Hunters so...uh... if you have any questions you can just ask
me." She stammered. Steve thought for a moment. There wasn't really
anything he cared about right now. Well, except for Claire's well-being.
"Well?" Haylen asked. Steve shook his head. What would it matter if
he knew more about Hunters? It wasn't going to cheer him up or anything.
"Anything?" Haylen asked again, her voice going into a high tone.
Steve shook his head again. Nothing. He could care less. Haylen shrugged.
"Suit yourself." she sighed, as she slumped back in her chair.
Steve grunted, still sitting on the floor, as Haylen chuckled to herself.
"I find it really funny though, I mean, you don't ask at all about why you
haven't gone to the bathroom in the past 2 days or why you have
no...uh...external reproductive organs." she laughed. Haylen smirked as
she turned to face Steve. "Are you sure you don't want to know?" she
asked. Steve nodded.
Haylen shrugged, and picked up a Rubik's Cube off of the table. "Ok."
She said, as she began to dattle with it. Suddenly, her watch beeped. "Ok,
well, I gotta go to a meeting..." she said, as she stood up from her
chair. She smiled weakly. "Steve, I'll be back soon. Be good, okay?"
she said. Steve smirked. "O...K." he growled. Haylen backed up
slowly, her hand grasping the collar of her shirt, then, she turned and left.
Steve's smile dissipated, then he bowed his head. He grunted, his eyes squinting and beginning to water. Flopping over, to lay on his side, Steve held his legs close to him with his big tyrant arms (so that he'd be in a fetal position). Snuggling his head between his knees, he sighed, then he began to cry.
Haylen sighed as she entered the board room where the other two scientists
were waiting. "Sorry I took so long." Haylen said, taking a seat. Wilson
waved his hand carelessly in the air. "Don't worry about it." he
laughed. Roberts shook his head. "It only matters that all of us are
here." he said. Roberts stood up at the end of the boardroom table, and
cleared his throat.
"Both of you, after some background research on our specimen, I have
noticed something very alarming about T-008." Robert said. "Please,
call him Steve." Haylen said, somewhat angrily. Robert sighed. "Very
well." he said. Wilson cracked
his fingers. "Well? what's so alarming?" he asked.
Roberts pushed his glasses higher on his nose. "It has come to my attention
that Steven Burnside, code name T-008, is the only T-Veronica mutation left in
existence." he said. A large gasp filled the room. "WHAT!?" Wilson
exclaimed. Haylen couldn't believe it either. "That can't be! They don't
have any other samples of the T-Veronica??" Haylen asked sharply.
Roberts shook his head. "Apparently not. That is why we must keep a close
eye on 'Steve'. Because--"
"Once Umbrella or HCF find out......... Oh, Steve..." Haylen
interrupted. Wilson rolled his
eyes. "Yeah, poor Steve." he hissed. Wilson
sat up. "Y'know, if we could bribe Umbrella, we could sent that frog away
and get so much cash to maybe even expand our services!" he said.
Haylen snuffed angrily. "How can you even say something like that?
Steve isn't something you can throw away like those other hunters and what not.
He has feelings too you know!" Haylen yelled. Wilson
smirked. "Feelings??" he laughed. "Now NOW!" Roberts yelled
above both of them. Wilson and Haylen then got quiet, and Roberts examined his
papers.
"Stop fighting you two. You sound like a coop of chickens. Anyways,
Haylen's reports do indicate Steve having the behavioral pattern exactly
that of a common day teenager, so he does indeed have feelings." he said.
Haylen smirked at Wilson with an "I told you so" look on her face.
"However, Steve's 'feelings' have no impact on our decision of what to do.
But, for our safety, and possibly the world's safety as well, we should just
keep him and his studies isolated here."
Haylen crossed her arms. "Good decision, Dr." she said, smiling.
Wilson shrugged. "Whatever." he sighed. Roberts fixed his glasses.
"That is all. Dismissed." he said. Wilson got up quickly and left,
while Haylen simply rose from her chair. She went up to Roberts. "Dr.
Roberts... may I have a word..?" she asked. "Oh certainly! What is
it?" Roberts asked, smiling. Haylen hesitated, but she knew she had to
ask.
"T-This morning sir, I overheard you and Wilson talking about sending
Steve off somewhere? I was wondering..." Haylen began. Roberts' smile
disappeared, as he turned away. "Dr. Haylen, I did not have any
conversations this morning regarding that topic." he said. "B-But
sir!--" Roberts turned to face her, an angry look on his face.
"DR.HAYLEN, I DID NOT HAVE ANY CONVERSATIONS REGARDING THAT TOPIC!"
he yelled. He then squinted at her. "Do I make myself clear?" he
hissed. Haylen looked at him frightened. "Y-Yes, sir." she said, then
she left the boardroom.
Roberts watched her leave, and when she was gone, he sighed lightly, and headed out as well.
Haylen returned to Robert's office, and saw Steve lying on the floor in his
cell. She frowned, then sat at the desk, plopping into the chair. "I can't
believe it. At the meeting, Roberts said you're the last T-Veronica specimen
alive." she said. But Steve said nothing in response. Haylen put her head
in her hands, then raised her head and looked up at the ceiling.
'Silence... I guess you don't care.' she thought. "A-And he denied
saying anything this morning about sending you off somewhere." She lowered
her head, and looked at Steve. "Are you even listening to me?" she
asked. Steve groaned, then got up. "Rrrr... yeah, I'm listening." he
grumbled, as he sniffled as well.
Haylen stood up, then walked up to his cell. "Steve..." she said.
Steve stood up (with some difficulty), then went up to Haylen.
"Mmm..." he said. Haylen smirked and put her hand on his face. Soon,
her smirk became a frown, and she let go. "Steve, you're going to be in
high demand by both HCF and Umbrella..." she sighed.
"But, if they ever come to get you, oh ho ho... they'll be the first to
see a MAAAD Haylen!" she laughed.
Steve then moved his arms through the bars, and wrapped them around Haylen.
"Sorrry..." he growled, with a faint smile. Haylen smirked, then put
her arms through the bars and hugged Steve back. "Ok...?" she said.
Steve grunted. "Dr.Haylen.. you'rrrre... too nice." he said
gutturally.
He then let go of her, as did she. Haylen messed with Steve's hair. "Not as nice as you." she replied with a smile.