CHAPTER SIX – Role Call
Wailing alarms shrieked out through the Biovolt building. There was a great hustle as trainees poked their heads curiously out of their dormitories to see scientists and security guards rushing towards the lab.
In his private quarters, Voltaire heard the racket and scowled to himself. Reaching across to a radio set, he picked it up and activated it.
"BORIS!" He bellowed, the reception crackling with static. A slightly irritated and harassed voice answered
"Yes sir? I'm rather busy at the moment so if you could..."
"SILENCE, you incompetent fool! What is going on?" Voltaire demanded. Boris' voice stuttered a little in fear on the other end.
"I-I-It appears that someone broke into the lab zone with intentions to steal the prototype blade. They obviously found the power too much, suggesting it was one of the younger, less experienced trainees..."
"Did that person escape?" Voltaire spoke dangerously.
"Yes sir, through a window."
As his face contorted with unsuppressed rage, Voltaire threw the set at a wall, shattering it into little pieces. Storming out of his quarters, he ordered all of the trainees to assemble for role call before striding angrily down to the main hall.
Boris stood by the double doors, herding the sleepy and confused trainees through into the hall.
"Come on, keep moving, this is not a drill, hurry up!" He barked at them.
Voltaire watched from a balcony overlooking the hall as Boris read out the list of trainees. When a name was read off, the respective trainee would raise his or her hand and say, "Here, Sir," until one name was read out.
"Hiwatari."
The trainees exchanged puzzled looks as Boris waited for a response. Again he called out, louder this time.
"Hiwatari, Kai Hiwatari?"
Still no response. Boris skipped the name for now and continued the role call. Dismissing the trainees, he took a lift up one floor to meet with Voltaire.
"Well? Were they all attending?" He asked in a hissing voice.
Boris looked very uncomfortable and shifted about a far bit before coming out with an answer.
"All were attending except your grandson. Kai has escaped."
Wailing alarms shrieked out through the Biovolt building. There was a great hustle as trainees poked their heads curiously out of their dormitories to see scientists and security guards rushing towards the lab.
In his private quarters, Voltaire heard the racket and scowled to himself. Reaching across to a radio set, he picked it up and activated it.
"BORIS!" He bellowed, the reception crackling with static. A slightly irritated and harassed voice answered
"Yes sir? I'm rather busy at the moment so if you could..."
"SILENCE, you incompetent fool! What is going on?" Voltaire demanded. Boris' voice stuttered a little in fear on the other end.
"I-I-It appears that someone broke into the lab zone with intentions to steal the prototype blade. They obviously found the power too much, suggesting it was one of the younger, less experienced trainees..."
"Did that person escape?" Voltaire spoke dangerously.
"Yes sir, through a window."
As his face contorted with unsuppressed rage, Voltaire threw the set at a wall, shattering it into little pieces. Storming out of his quarters, he ordered all of the trainees to assemble for role call before striding angrily down to the main hall.
Boris stood by the double doors, herding the sleepy and confused trainees through into the hall.
"Come on, keep moving, this is not a drill, hurry up!" He barked at them.
Voltaire watched from a balcony overlooking the hall as Boris read out the list of trainees. When a name was read off, the respective trainee would raise his or her hand and say, "Here, Sir," until one name was read out.
"Hiwatari."
The trainees exchanged puzzled looks as Boris waited for a response. Again he called out, louder this time.
"Hiwatari, Kai Hiwatari?"
Still no response. Boris skipped the name for now and continued the role call. Dismissing the trainees, he took a lift up one floor to meet with Voltaire.
"Well? Were they all attending?" He asked in a hissing voice.
Boris looked very uncomfortable and shifted about a far bit before coming out with an answer.
"All were attending except your grandson. Kai has escaped."
