A/N: if you read everything so far, you might have noticed some (in my
case, a lot) mistakes. If you need or want an explanation feel free to
email me. BTW, thanks for reading.
Aya instinctively curled up in the corner of the elevator and ducked her head. The elevator, after a brief fall, crashed into the bottom. After rattling around Aya found herself upside down. She sat up and leaned against the elevator door. The door creaked, then crashed to the floor in the hall. Aya thought nothing of it. She was more concerned about what No. 9 had said. There was no way that Logan and Jerome could be captured, she thought. Jerome would fight to the death and Logan, well Logan could probably be outsmarted but in the short time between contact with him was not long enough for any kind of a fight.
She wondered if the radio would work on this floor. She hit the button but nothing happened. She looked inside her helmet to see that the radio was split in two. "Why would Eve run from Logan?" Aya said out loud to herself. She realized it was best to be quiet. They always got along well, she thought.
Aya got up and picked up her assault rifle. She noticed the trigger was missing so she left it behind, along with her helmet and headset. This floor was like all the others, narrow paths and made completely of metal. The wall to her left read sub level seven. She walked to the door closest to her. It read GOLEM TRANSFORMATION ROOM. Under that it read, Authorization Required. Aya took out the Golemsten card and looked at it. She covered the word ten with her thumb and saw the word Golem. She had always figured Bowman had created the Golem Soldiers.
Aya suddenly got a painful headache. Soon it felt like her head was seperating into to pieces. She squeezed her head, as if to put it back together and saw a flash of white light. Aya collapsed to the floor.
Her eyesight came back in a blur. A young blonde girl was being escorted against her will by two Golem Soldiers. Aya recognized her as eve and wanted to help her but she couldn't move. She called out but had no voice. Eve screamed and created a concussion wave, igniting the golems on fire. Eve ran to the near door and found it to be locked. She sat down and watched the two men fall and die.
The door behind Eve opened and a dark haired woman kneeled down beside Eve as if to comfort her. The woman looked up and her brown eyes stared through Aya's gaze. Her eyes flashed green and she let out a familiar, eerie, high-pitched laugh. Aya blacked out.
"Aya. Aya, can you hear me?"
Aya opened her eyes to see Logan. "Thank God your okay."
"Like anything would happen to me."
"How'd you get here? The elevator is wrecked."
"I found a service ladder and took it to the first sub level. Then I saw you on the survielence camera and I climbed down."
Aya nodded. "Have you seen Jerome?"
"I thought he was with you."
"He said he was gonna secure the area. Can you call him?"
"No. All radio contact must've been terminated after the last time we talked."
"I got to check something out." Aya got up and swiped the Golemsten card in the reader. The Golem Transformation Room door slid open and revealed a brightly lit lab. One wall was lined with computers and a solitary desk sat in the middle of the room. Aya gasped at the sight in the corner of the room. A man in a green jumpsuit and wearing a metal mask was pinned to a table surrounded by vital monitors.
Aya walked over to him. He was smaller than Jerome so her theory was incorrect. "Poor soul," Aya whispered.
"Hey Aya, check it out." Logan was holding up a notebook that was open to a page full of writing. "This Golemsten dude kept a log on all the golems he created."
Aya took the notebook and set it down. She started reading the last page that had writing on it.
1 Log on Number 73
This specimen was a great find. Not only was he lean and muscular, there was no need for a cover up for his disappearance because he was hiding from the government and all his files had already been erased. On a more personal note, he had assisted in the destruction of the previous shelter and I lost my job. It gave me much pleasure turning Kyle Madigan into a mindless zombie, who will serve me.
Aya looked back at the body on the table. Kyle was hardly recognizable in the life support and green outfit. Aya forced herself to continue reading.
After the usual dose of pure nicotine No. 73 became dependent on life support. Even though he is basically dead, he still is maintaining his personality. I have seen this before but only in rare cases. Regardless, he will lose his personality once I turn him into more machine than man.
"Sucks to be him," Logan said over Aya's shoulder.
Aya jumped. She didn't realize Logan was reading too. Aya sighed. "I knew this man. He helped me out on an earlier assignment."
"You mean you were at the old shelter mentioned in the log?"
"Yes."
"What do we do?"
"What can we do?" Aya begged.
"Well," Logan avoided Aya's eyes, "we can take him with us or we can put him out of his misery."
"I can't kill him." Aya stared at her old partner. "Maybe medical science can help him." She walked over to Kyle, who laid lifeless on the table. Aya took off the mask and looked into Kyle's brown eyes. He gasped for air that the mask was supplying him. She put it back on him. "I don't know what to do."
Aya instinctively curled up in the corner of the elevator and ducked her head. The elevator, after a brief fall, crashed into the bottom. After rattling around Aya found herself upside down. She sat up and leaned against the elevator door. The door creaked, then crashed to the floor in the hall. Aya thought nothing of it. She was more concerned about what No. 9 had said. There was no way that Logan and Jerome could be captured, she thought. Jerome would fight to the death and Logan, well Logan could probably be outsmarted but in the short time between contact with him was not long enough for any kind of a fight.
She wondered if the radio would work on this floor. She hit the button but nothing happened. She looked inside her helmet to see that the radio was split in two. "Why would Eve run from Logan?" Aya said out loud to herself. She realized it was best to be quiet. They always got along well, she thought.
Aya got up and picked up her assault rifle. She noticed the trigger was missing so she left it behind, along with her helmet and headset. This floor was like all the others, narrow paths and made completely of metal. The wall to her left read sub level seven. She walked to the door closest to her. It read GOLEM TRANSFORMATION ROOM. Under that it read, Authorization Required. Aya took out the Golemsten card and looked at it. She covered the word ten with her thumb and saw the word Golem. She had always figured Bowman had created the Golem Soldiers.
Aya suddenly got a painful headache. Soon it felt like her head was seperating into to pieces. She squeezed her head, as if to put it back together and saw a flash of white light. Aya collapsed to the floor.
Her eyesight came back in a blur. A young blonde girl was being escorted against her will by two Golem Soldiers. Aya recognized her as eve and wanted to help her but she couldn't move. She called out but had no voice. Eve screamed and created a concussion wave, igniting the golems on fire. Eve ran to the near door and found it to be locked. She sat down and watched the two men fall and die.
The door behind Eve opened and a dark haired woman kneeled down beside Eve as if to comfort her. The woman looked up and her brown eyes stared through Aya's gaze. Her eyes flashed green and she let out a familiar, eerie, high-pitched laugh. Aya blacked out.
"Aya. Aya, can you hear me?"
Aya opened her eyes to see Logan. "Thank God your okay."
"Like anything would happen to me."
"How'd you get here? The elevator is wrecked."
"I found a service ladder and took it to the first sub level. Then I saw you on the survielence camera and I climbed down."
Aya nodded. "Have you seen Jerome?"
"I thought he was with you."
"He said he was gonna secure the area. Can you call him?"
"No. All radio contact must've been terminated after the last time we talked."
"I got to check something out." Aya got up and swiped the Golemsten card in the reader. The Golem Transformation Room door slid open and revealed a brightly lit lab. One wall was lined with computers and a solitary desk sat in the middle of the room. Aya gasped at the sight in the corner of the room. A man in a green jumpsuit and wearing a metal mask was pinned to a table surrounded by vital monitors.
Aya walked over to him. He was smaller than Jerome so her theory was incorrect. "Poor soul," Aya whispered.
"Hey Aya, check it out." Logan was holding up a notebook that was open to a page full of writing. "This Golemsten dude kept a log on all the golems he created."
Aya took the notebook and set it down. She started reading the last page that had writing on it.
1 Log on Number 73
This specimen was a great find. Not only was he lean and muscular, there was no need for a cover up for his disappearance because he was hiding from the government and all his files had already been erased. On a more personal note, he had assisted in the destruction of the previous shelter and I lost my job. It gave me much pleasure turning Kyle Madigan into a mindless zombie, who will serve me.
Aya looked back at the body on the table. Kyle was hardly recognizable in the life support and green outfit. Aya forced herself to continue reading.
After the usual dose of pure nicotine No. 73 became dependent on life support. Even though he is basically dead, he still is maintaining his personality. I have seen this before but only in rare cases. Regardless, he will lose his personality once I turn him into more machine than man.
"Sucks to be him," Logan said over Aya's shoulder.
Aya jumped. She didn't realize Logan was reading too. Aya sighed. "I knew this man. He helped me out on an earlier assignment."
"You mean you were at the old shelter mentioned in the log?"
"Yes."
"What do we do?"
"What can we do?" Aya begged.
"Well," Logan avoided Aya's eyes, "we can take him with us or we can put him out of his misery."
"I can't kill him." Aya stared at her old partner. "Maybe medical science can help him." She walked over to Kyle, who laid lifeless on the table. Aya took off the mask and looked into Kyle's brown eyes. He gasped for air that the mask was supplying him. She put it back on him. "I don't know what to do."