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A New Breed 3/?

Disclaimers and so fourth can and will be found in chapter one. We hope you enjoy this chapter and a
special thanks to all that have read and reviewed up to now. Thank you!


Chapter Three:

"Who are you?" Ed Tate asked as the man walked through the room.

"Aw, Fawkes. Are you trying to play the amnesia game with me? You should know me better then that by now."

"Who is Fawkes?" Ed asked in confusion. Why was he here? Did Lewis hire this man to play with his mind?
Would he ever get out of here? What was this guy planning on doing with him?

"Okay Darien. No more tricks. I want the gland back and I won't take no for an answer." Arnaud said, as he
walked around the table to stand in front of Ed with a scalpel in hand.

"Gland? What gland would that be? Would that be the pituitary gland, the hypothalamus, the thyroid, the
sweat gland, maybe even the..."

"Shut up! Don't play games with me, Fawkes. I don't have time for this. And since when did you know about
the names for the glands?

"What kind of dominant are you, anyway?" Ed asked in frustration.

"What are you talking about?" Arnaud asked in curiosity.


~*~


"Ed, who?" Darien asked in confusion as Sloan walked up to Darien with pure concern in her eyes.

"Stop it, Ed. You didn't get hit in the head, did you?" Sloan asked in a mocking tone.

"I don't know what you are talking about lady. But this is my partner, Darien Fawkes. Not this Ed
person." Bobby replied, stepping in front of Darien and Sloan.

"What kind of joke is this? And what did you do to your hair?" Tom asked in frustration.

The Official finally stood up and cleared his throat loud enough that everyone turned and looked at him.
"Enough of this!"

The four people, once at each others throats, now stood there in shock. "This is my agent, Darien
Fawkes. Not your man, Ed Tate. I called them in to assist Agent Daniel's. Yes, there are similar
resemblance's..."

"Similar isn't the right word." Sloan said, in argument. "They should be twins."
Sloan continued to stare at Darien until she was quickly jolted back to reality.

"Eberts!" The Official yelled at the top of his lungs.


"Yes sir," Eberts walked in with an armful of files and reported. "Operation: Twin Peaks, the files here
show..."

"Shut up, Eberts!" The Official barked.

Eberts immediately shut up and handed out the files to the confused group.

Everyone started reviewing the documents and sat down at the meeting table. The Official began again,
"Alright...Hobbes, Fawkes, this is Dr. Sloan Parker, a bioanthropologist, and Agent Tom Daniels from the
FBI. They are assisting the bureau with the search for Randall Lynch, a convicted serial killer. Dr.
Walter Atwood, Dr. Parker's associate, informed the Agency last week that they would enlist our help.
Their colleague, Dr. Ed Tate, was driving down in his van...."

"Hmmm.... I like him already."

"Hobbes!"

"Excuse me, sir."

"He was driving down from Los Angeles to meet Dr. Parker and Agent Daniel's here when he was apparently
mistaken for Agent Fawkes....."

"Poor guy..." Hobbes said under his breath. Darien rolled his eyes.

"and was kidnapped by Arnaud De Fohn."

"Aw crap." Darien ran his hand through his hair.  "Well, how the..what....he can't totally look like me?
I mean, come on." Darien got up from his chair and started pacing.

Tom Daniels' just stared intently at the man who would be Ed Tate with curiosity. 'Who was this man?
Could he be.....' Tom's thoughts lingered. 'Could he be a dominant twin, like my so-called brother?' Sloan
watched Darien's every move.

"It's uncanny." Sloan slowly stood up and walked over to Darien and placed her hand on his face. "You look
so much like him. Well, their hair is a little different. His hair is long, but it's not in that..ah...style."

Hobbes rolled his eyes, and smiled at the thought that came to mind. 'Since when did that kid have a
so-called hair style.'

She started to walk around him, reminiscent of when Allianora saw him for the first time. Darien shifted
his feet, he started to feel a little uncomfortable.  The fact that this woman believed him to be her
partner, Ed Tate, meant that there was going to be a different problem here. What he disliked the most
though was this Daniels character. He could feel that mans eyes on him at every moment and Darien could feel
the chills run up and down his spine. This man was far from normal.

Sloan stood in front of Darien and placed her hand on his face again. "There's something different about the
eyes. Ed's eyes are more....innocent."

"Hobbes..."

"Was I going to say anything?" Hobbes shrugged and
looked around innocently.

"...but you were thinking you were going to say something." Darien replied.

"Yeah, well... who sounds paranoid now, my friend."

`I do.' Darien thought. Innocent huh? Sure, why wouldn't this Ed guy have more innocent eyes then
Darien? Had he seen his brother killed? Had he held him in his arms as he took his last breath? And what
of Allianora? He held her too. He was falling in love with her, if not already there and she died in his
arms. And what of all the crimes he had committed? What of all the dramas he had been pulled through? No,
Ed Tate would never have eyes like Darien.

Sloan just looked at the two agents, unsure what to think. She stepped back and stood next to Tom. Her
eyes never left Darien. She knew that he had lived and still lived a hard life. Maybe she could coax some of
his life out of him before she had to head back home.

The Official, trying to finish his briefing, began to speak again, "Agent Monroe and Detective Ray
Peterson..."

"Who?" Darien and Hobbes said in unison.

"Detective Peterson is with the LAPD and works closely with Agent Daniel's and Dr. Parker's group on special
assignments and he also..."

"EBERTS!!!!"

"Shutting up, sir."

The Official walked over to Agent Daniel's and Dr. Parker and reassured them of the safe return of their
missing colleague.

Darien turned and whispered to Hobbes, "What's so special about a university lab that has both LAPD and
the FBI hanging around?"

"Maybe the university has a special lab rat that needs a keeper?"

"Or maybe that FBI dude has paranoid delusions."

"Hey, no need to get personal there."

"You started it."

"Did not."

"Gentlemen!" Darien and Hobbes both looked at the Official. You will be assisting Agent Daniel's with the search for Randall Lynch. Eberts began handing out more documents.

"Operation: Titanic. Not only will you assist with Randall Lynch you will also be protecting Jared
Stark..."

"Stark!!!!!" Darien and Hobbes looked at Eberts in disbelief.

"Yes. It is believed that Randall Lynch has orders to kill him."

TBC


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'"Hey, you got peanut butter on my chocolate!"
"No, you got chocolate in my peanut butter!"

Sarah and Allianora

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"You will be assimilated..."

"Assimliate this..."

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