Someone once said that even the best laid plans can go awry. Well, for
Jared Stark things were definitely about to go to pot.
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Wide open spaces, Darien thought, Big wide open spaces. Darien was following Trinity through the vents of Chrysalis. Why had he agreed to go? Enclosed spaces were the worst. And of course, the Chrysalis vents had to be smaller than most.or maybe it was just that he was taller than most. Either way, it just sucked. Darien looked directly in front of him; Trinity was shimmying through the vent, leading the way. Well, he thought, at least the view wasn't too bad. Trinity looked back at him; he blushed slightly. Did she know what he was looking at? She signaled downward and quicksilvered. Oh, Darien thought, they were there. This had better work. He quicksilvered and followed Trinity down to the floor.
Tobias sat in the lab, alone, staring at his computer screen. It was just unthinkable. He had to destroy Project Trinity; he had to kill her. He couldn't! But Stark's orders.But he couldn't! What was wrong with him? Six months ago, he wouldn't have questioned anything; Trinity would already be dead. Ever since Stark received the orders to be replaced. His doubts resurfaced again. It was all tearing him apart. Tobias felt something cold on his shoulder. "Are we alone?" a woman's voice said. "Yes," Tobias responded. Slowly he turned around. Before his eyes, Trinity appeared, holding a blade to his throat. Shortly after, Darien Fawkes appeared before him. Tobias looked into Trinity's eyes; they were soft and beautiful. He relaxed slightly. "Uh, hi there," Darien said. "We're here for you, apparently." "What?" Tobias said shocked. "Creator," Trinity said, lowering the blade. "You know what I am. They need to know." "But." Tobias said, still in shock. "You're Darien Fawkes." "Wow," Darien said, "I'm honored. I must be famous." "How did you get in here?" Tobias asked. "Everyone is looking for you. They're all wearing infrared glasses." "We thought of that," Darien said pointing up. Trinity grabbed Tobias' hand. "Come with us," she pleaded. "I think they will help." "What?" Tobias said. Suddenly, his Chrysalis programming kicked in. "Help?!" Tobias shouted. He began to walk closer to Trinity as his voice became louder. "What are you thinking? They are the enemy, the only thing standing in our way. Why would they help us?! Why haven't you eliminated them?!" Trinity glared, then shuddered, as though afraid. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," Darien said, pushing him back. "I didn't expect you to be willing, but like it or not, you're coming with us." "Why are you doing this?" Tobias asked. "What do you gain? I just don't understand." His doubts began to resurface. ".I should.I should call Stark." "Alright, that's it," Darien said. And with that, he punched Tobias in the face, knocking him unconscious. Trinity gaped. "Why did you do that?" "He wouldn't have come with us." "How are we going to get him out of here?" "What do you mean?" Darien said looking up. "We can't drag him through the vent," Trinity said. "Oh, well, then we'll just do it the hard way." "What?" "Follow me." With that, Darien quicksilvered both he and Tobias; Trinity followed his lead. They slowly looked out in the hallway. There were several guards wearing infrared glasses. Darien thought to himself. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. I hope this works. He signaled to Trinity, then placed a hand on the wall. Slowly he released quicksilver onto the wall then onto the floor. Trinity mimicked his action. Soon the entire hall was covered and invisible. The guards, of course, were extremely confused. The entire hall, with the exception of themselves, appeared to be frozen. Taking advantage of the confusion, Trinity and Darien, carrying Tobias, ran down the hall and outside. The guards tried to follow, but ended up ramming into invisible walls and doors.
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"Albert?" Avon asked, stroking the side of his head. "Whatever's the matter?" Eberts and Avon sat on his couch, watching "Enterprise." "Huh?" Eberts said. "You seem a bit distracted," she said, giving him a peck on the cheek. Eberts blushed. "Oh, I was just thinking.Things at the Agency have been at bit.chaotic. And." "Albert, what are you trying to say?" "The Official.he." Avon looked innocently at him. She brushed aside her red hair and leaned into him. "Albert?" "Avon," he said nervously. He turned and took her hands. "You need to understand, my job comes first in my life.and" "I've been a distraction, haven't I?" she said with a smile. "What?" "I've been taking you away from your job." "Well.yes." "I understand." Avon looked at her watch. "I should go," Avon said, getting up. "I'll see you later, Albert." She leaned down and kissed him lightly. "Uh." Eberts said. He was blushing. With that, Avon smiled and left Eberts. That went very differently from how he thought it would.
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"Are you going to cooperate or not?" Hobbes asked. This was insane. Of course, this guy wasn't going to talk. That whole time waiting in Golda, he kept thinking about how useless the situation was; Fawkes was always a softy for lost causes. Maybe it was because Fawkes thought he was one of them. Tobias sat silently in the cell, staring at his captors. He couldn't believe this. Everything was falling apart. This was not the way things were supposed to be. How could everything go awry? He should have killed her; it was the right thing to do. No, no.He couldn't kill her. Not her. Chrysalis was wrong; they shouldn't have experimented like this. No, Chrysalis was never wrong. Now, he was left with no choice. Tobias felt his false molar. He opened it with his tongue and felt the small plastic capsule in his mouth. It had come down to this. Chrysali never talked; Chrysali never accepted imprisonment. He smiled slightly. Suddenly, the cell door opened. In walked HER, Trinity. Tobias averted his gaze. If he looked into her eyes, he didn't know what he'd do. "Creator," Trinity said, kneeling down towards him, "Please help." She winced slightly as a pain went through her head. Tobias clenched his fists. He couldn't look at her. He just couldn't. He wrapped his tongue around the capsule in his mouth. "This isn't working," Bobby said, matter of factly. "Hang on," Darien said. Hobbes looked at his partner; there was that sympathy again. Tobias looked Trinity in the eyes. His doubts resurfaced again. All this time, had Chrysalis been raising him or brainwashing him? He put the capsule of cyanide back into his false molar. "Alright," he sighed. "I'll help.for her." Trinity leapt up and hugged him. "Wait a second," Hobbes said. "I'd hate to interrupt this touching scene, but why the sudden change of heart?" "It's not sudden," Tobias said. "I've had doubts in Chrysalis for awhile now. I just never realized it." "Okay," Darien said. "I'll buy it.So, what's your name, kid?" "Tobias. Tobias Landes."
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Wide open spaces, Darien thought, Big wide open spaces. Darien was following Trinity through the vents of Chrysalis. Why had he agreed to go? Enclosed spaces were the worst. And of course, the Chrysalis vents had to be smaller than most.or maybe it was just that he was taller than most. Either way, it just sucked. Darien looked directly in front of him; Trinity was shimmying through the vent, leading the way. Well, he thought, at least the view wasn't too bad. Trinity looked back at him; he blushed slightly. Did she know what he was looking at? She signaled downward and quicksilvered. Oh, Darien thought, they were there. This had better work. He quicksilvered and followed Trinity down to the floor.
Tobias sat in the lab, alone, staring at his computer screen. It was just unthinkable. He had to destroy Project Trinity; he had to kill her. He couldn't! But Stark's orders.But he couldn't! What was wrong with him? Six months ago, he wouldn't have questioned anything; Trinity would already be dead. Ever since Stark received the orders to be replaced. His doubts resurfaced again. It was all tearing him apart. Tobias felt something cold on his shoulder. "Are we alone?" a woman's voice said. "Yes," Tobias responded. Slowly he turned around. Before his eyes, Trinity appeared, holding a blade to his throat. Shortly after, Darien Fawkes appeared before him. Tobias looked into Trinity's eyes; they were soft and beautiful. He relaxed slightly. "Uh, hi there," Darien said. "We're here for you, apparently." "What?" Tobias said shocked. "Creator," Trinity said, lowering the blade. "You know what I am. They need to know." "But." Tobias said, still in shock. "You're Darien Fawkes." "Wow," Darien said, "I'm honored. I must be famous." "How did you get in here?" Tobias asked. "Everyone is looking for you. They're all wearing infrared glasses." "We thought of that," Darien said pointing up. Trinity grabbed Tobias' hand. "Come with us," she pleaded. "I think they will help." "What?" Tobias said. Suddenly, his Chrysalis programming kicked in. "Help?!" Tobias shouted. He began to walk closer to Trinity as his voice became louder. "What are you thinking? They are the enemy, the only thing standing in our way. Why would they help us?! Why haven't you eliminated them?!" Trinity glared, then shuddered, as though afraid. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," Darien said, pushing him back. "I didn't expect you to be willing, but like it or not, you're coming with us." "Why are you doing this?" Tobias asked. "What do you gain? I just don't understand." His doubts began to resurface. ".I should.I should call Stark." "Alright, that's it," Darien said. And with that, he punched Tobias in the face, knocking him unconscious. Trinity gaped. "Why did you do that?" "He wouldn't have come with us." "How are we going to get him out of here?" "What do you mean?" Darien said looking up. "We can't drag him through the vent," Trinity said. "Oh, well, then we'll just do it the hard way." "What?" "Follow me." With that, Darien quicksilvered both he and Tobias; Trinity followed his lead. They slowly looked out in the hallway. There were several guards wearing infrared glasses. Darien thought to himself. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. I hope this works. He signaled to Trinity, then placed a hand on the wall. Slowly he released quicksilver onto the wall then onto the floor. Trinity mimicked his action. Soon the entire hall was covered and invisible. The guards, of course, were extremely confused. The entire hall, with the exception of themselves, appeared to be frozen. Taking advantage of the confusion, Trinity and Darien, carrying Tobias, ran down the hall and outside. The guards tried to follow, but ended up ramming into invisible walls and doors.
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"Albert?" Avon asked, stroking the side of his head. "Whatever's the matter?" Eberts and Avon sat on his couch, watching "Enterprise." "Huh?" Eberts said. "You seem a bit distracted," she said, giving him a peck on the cheek. Eberts blushed. "Oh, I was just thinking.Things at the Agency have been at bit.chaotic. And." "Albert, what are you trying to say?" "The Official.he." Avon looked innocently at him. She brushed aside her red hair and leaned into him. "Albert?" "Avon," he said nervously. He turned and took her hands. "You need to understand, my job comes first in my life.and" "I've been a distraction, haven't I?" she said with a smile. "What?" "I've been taking you away from your job." "Well.yes." "I understand." Avon looked at her watch. "I should go," Avon said, getting up. "I'll see you later, Albert." She leaned down and kissed him lightly. "Uh." Eberts said. He was blushing. With that, Avon smiled and left Eberts. That went very differently from how he thought it would.
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"Are you going to cooperate or not?" Hobbes asked. This was insane. Of course, this guy wasn't going to talk. That whole time waiting in Golda, he kept thinking about how useless the situation was; Fawkes was always a softy for lost causes. Maybe it was because Fawkes thought he was one of them. Tobias sat silently in the cell, staring at his captors. He couldn't believe this. Everything was falling apart. This was not the way things were supposed to be. How could everything go awry? He should have killed her; it was the right thing to do. No, no.He couldn't kill her. Not her. Chrysalis was wrong; they shouldn't have experimented like this. No, Chrysalis was never wrong. Now, he was left with no choice. Tobias felt his false molar. He opened it with his tongue and felt the small plastic capsule in his mouth. It had come down to this. Chrysali never talked; Chrysali never accepted imprisonment. He smiled slightly. Suddenly, the cell door opened. In walked HER, Trinity. Tobias averted his gaze. If he looked into her eyes, he didn't know what he'd do. "Creator," Trinity said, kneeling down towards him, "Please help." She winced slightly as a pain went through her head. Tobias clenched his fists. He couldn't look at her. He just couldn't. He wrapped his tongue around the capsule in his mouth. "This isn't working," Bobby said, matter of factly. "Hang on," Darien said. Hobbes looked at his partner; there was that sympathy again. Tobias looked Trinity in the eyes. His doubts resurfaced again. All this time, had Chrysalis been raising him or brainwashing him? He put the capsule of cyanide back into his false molar. "Alright," he sighed. "I'll help.for her." Trinity leapt up and hugged him. "Wait a second," Hobbes said. "I'd hate to interrupt this touching scene, but why the sudden change of heart?" "It's not sudden," Tobias said. "I've had doubts in Chrysalis for awhile now. I just never realized it." "Okay," Darien said. "I'll buy it.So, what's your name, kid?" "Tobias. Tobias Landes."