1 Hope and Memory
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is not a figment of my own imagination.
A/N: Well I would just like to give the people reviewing a big thank you. I hope you like this new chapter.
It's for you reviewers out there.
1.1 Chapter 4: Missing Target
White was silently sitting in his small office waiting for the phone to ring. Office was loose term, in reality it was a sectioned off part of a large warehouse. The warehouse was nothing special on the outside. Inside however things were different. Scientific, surveillance, and security equipment lined the wall, coved tables and hung from the ceiling. Technicians bustling about conducting research, monitoring monitors, and working on equipment creating the symphony of his daily life.
Soon, White thinking in a self-satisfying vision of surety, you will be mine X5-734. A smile began to creep slowly across his face. She had given him one hell of a chase. That chase was over now and she belonged to him. At least her dead body would belong to him. And in the end all of these abnormalities would be eradicated even if he had to personally kill each one with his own two hands.
The phone ringing, breaking White out of his quite contemplations of grandeur. "White" he says his face instantly going from stern to enraged. "What do you me you lost the target!" he was talking loudly into the phone now. Six months of tracking and it was all blown by incompetence. "How can a dead body just get up and walk away?" He began pacing the room wondering what he was going to tell his superiors. "Oh, so someone happened by and just picked up the body! And why pray tell is he still alive? Well I know that this is not my problem." His voice growing cold, "I don't care how you do it. Find the body or yours will replace it. Do I make my self clear!"
White hangs up the phone before the person on the other end has time to respond. "Incompetence!" Proclaiming at the top of his lungs walking out of his office into the main warehouse and slamming the small door behind him. The sudden bang causing several technicians to jump and look in his direction. "What are you looking at?" He stated glaring at them. "Get back to work." Things were not good his higher ups were definitely not going to be pleased.
A/N: I know it's a short chapter. But have you ever known White to chat on the phone allot. Until next time.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is not a figment of my own imagination.
A/N: Well I would just like to give the people reviewing a big thank you. I hope you like this new chapter.
It's for you reviewers out there.
1.1 Chapter 4: Missing Target
White was silently sitting in his small office waiting for the phone to ring. Office was loose term, in reality it was a sectioned off part of a large warehouse. The warehouse was nothing special on the outside. Inside however things were different. Scientific, surveillance, and security equipment lined the wall, coved tables and hung from the ceiling. Technicians bustling about conducting research, monitoring monitors, and working on equipment creating the symphony of his daily life.
Soon, White thinking in a self-satisfying vision of surety, you will be mine X5-734. A smile began to creep slowly across his face. She had given him one hell of a chase. That chase was over now and she belonged to him. At least her dead body would belong to him. And in the end all of these abnormalities would be eradicated even if he had to personally kill each one with his own two hands.
The phone ringing, breaking White out of his quite contemplations of grandeur. "White" he says his face instantly going from stern to enraged. "What do you me you lost the target!" he was talking loudly into the phone now. Six months of tracking and it was all blown by incompetence. "How can a dead body just get up and walk away?" He began pacing the room wondering what he was going to tell his superiors. "Oh, so someone happened by and just picked up the body! And why pray tell is he still alive? Well I know that this is not my problem." His voice growing cold, "I don't care how you do it. Find the body or yours will replace it. Do I make my self clear!"
White hangs up the phone before the person on the other end has time to respond. "Incompetence!" Proclaiming at the top of his lungs walking out of his office into the main warehouse and slamming the small door behind him. The sudden bang causing several technicians to jump and look in his direction. "What are you looking at?" He stated glaring at them. "Get back to work." Things were not good his higher ups were definitely not going to be pleased.
A/N: I know it's a short chapter. But have you ever known White to chat on the phone allot. Until next time.