Abandoned Skyscraper in Seattle
A man in a suit sat in a plush leather chair behind a rich cherry wood desk. His green eyes flashed ruthlessly with mirth. He couldn't have been less than 38 years old. Leaning back in his chair, he chuckled to himself. A knock was heard at his door.
"Come in." He sat up anticipating his visitor. A young man of about 23 entered. He had blue eyes and dirty blond hair and a muscular build.
"Sir." The young man saluted his obvious superior. The older man leaned forward expectantly waiting for the news his grunt has brought.
"The information that was acquired was thoroughly checked through and only one survivor is alive in accordance with our data. Shall proceed with a capture sir?" A ruthless smirk crossed his features as he leaned back in his chair.
"I do believe that is the best thing I have heard all day. Yes proceed with a capture of the specimen. Send the good doctor in when you leave. He will be giving you the instructions on how to proceed with such the convoluted capture that is necessary. Dismissed." The man saluted and promptly left the room.
Moments later a short man the age of 35 entered the room. His demeanor was that of a nervous, possibly paranoid person. He sat down on the edge of the chair across from the powerful and seemingly confident leader.
"So tell me Dr. Harris, what miraculous discovery can you dazzle me with today? Preferably leave out the details that make this a fascinating break through and tell me all about how we can acquire what we need for further study and use."
Dr. Harris' eyes darted around the room nervously before opening a file on his lap and readjusting his glasses.
"Well…err…. I found a most interesting fact that will make things go much more smoothly for the um capture that is." He swallowed hard. " Well you uh see Mr. Adams about 6 months after all the implants and modifications have been made uhh well um things happen." Mr. Adams raised an eyebrow expectantly.
"Yes umm the things are like uh umm well as you know all of these features that have instilled in #601 all have a trigger. The doctors who did this made a plan B in case something happened. He has a time limit before everything that he was trained to do kicks in. So technically now he is just dormant." Mr. Adams sighed audibly and got up from his chair. He turned to finger the frame of the painting on the wall behind him disinterestedly.
"Yes, yes this is all very well Dr. Harris as interesting as this is, none of this helps us attain our objective does it?" Dr. Harris started to stutter in response but Mr. Adams cut him off again.
"And if we don't attain our objective than we have no purpose. If we have no purpose there is no reason for us to live is there now?" Mr. Adams was now looking pointedly at the suddenly paled doctor who was nodding his head vigorously in agreement.
"The thing that will uh help us is you see for a short period of time when he is transitioning he will go through an awkward period which will uh help us I mean aide or no umm I mean it will be our best chance to bag him so to speak." He smiled weakly. Mr. Adams took on his happy demeanor again and clapped his hands together in approval.
"Ah see I knew there was a reason I hired you. Keep work up like this and you'll get promoted." Dr. Harris furrowed his brow in confusion.
"There isn't anything I could get promoted to." Mr. Adams just waved his hand dismissively.
"Oh we can make up a new title and give you a better dental plan, something like that I'm sure. Now you go and inform the unit on the best tactics and time to retrieve my present all right?" Dr. Harris nodded quickly and shoved his paper unceremoniously back into its proper folder and hurried out of the room.
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A man in a suit sat in a plush leather chair behind a rich cherry wood desk. His green eyes flashed ruthlessly with mirth. He couldn't have been less than 38 years old. Leaning back in his chair, he chuckled to himself. A knock was heard at his door.
"Come in." He sat up anticipating his visitor. A young man of about 23 entered. He had blue eyes and dirty blond hair and a muscular build.
"Sir." The young man saluted his obvious superior. The older man leaned forward expectantly waiting for the news his grunt has brought.
"The information that was acquired was thoroughly checked through and only one survivor is alive in accordance with our data. Shall proceed with a capture sir?" A ruthless smirk crossed his features as he leaned back in his chair.
"I do believe that is the best thing I have heard all day. Yes proceed with a capture of the specimen. Send the good doctor in when you leave. He will be giving you the instructions on how to proceed with such the convoluted capture that is necessary. Dismissed." The man saluted and promptly left the room.
Moments later a short man the age of 35 entered the room. His demeanor was that of a nervous, possibly paranoid person. He sat down on the edge of the chair across from the powerful and seemingly confident leader.
"So tell me Dr. Harris, what miraculous discovery can you dazzle me with today? Preferably leave out the details that make this a fascinating break through and tell me all about how we can acquire what we need for further study and use."
Dr. Harris' eyes darted around the room nervously before opening a file on his lap and readjusting his glasses.
"Well…err…. I found a most interesting fact that will make things go much more smoothly for the um capture that is." He swallowed hard. " Well you uh see Mr. Adams about 6 months after all the implants and modifications have been made uhh well um things happen." Mr. Adams raised an eyebrow expectantly.
"Yes umm the things are like uh umm well as you know all of these features that have instilled in #601 all have a trigger. The doctors who did this made a plan B in case something happened. He has a time limit before everything that he was trained to do kicks in. So technically now he is just dormant." Mr. Adams sighed audibly and got up from his chair. He turned to finger the frame of the painting on the wall behind him disinterestedly.
"Yes, yes this is all very well Dr. Harris as interesting as this is, none of this helps us attain our objective does it?" Dr. Harris started to stutter in response but Mr. Adams cut him off again.
"And if we don't attain our objective than we have no purpose. If we have no purpose there is no reason for us to live is there now?" Mr. Adams was now looking pointedly at the suddenly paled doctor who was nodding his head vigorously in agreement.
"The thing that will uh help us is you see for a short period of time when he is transitioning he will go through an awkward period which will uh help us I mean aide or no umm I mean it will be our best chance to bag him so to speak." He smiled weakly. Mr. Adams took on his happy demeanor again and clapped his hands together in approval.
"Ah see I knew there was a reason I hired you. Keep work up like this and you'll get promoted." Dr. Harris furrowed his brow in confusion.
"There isn't anything I could get promoted to." Mr. Adams just waved his hand dismissively.
"Oh we can make up a new title and give you a better dental plan, something like that I'm sure. Now you go and inform the unit on the best tactics and time to retrieve my present all right?" Dr. Harris nodded quickly and shoved his paper unceremoniously back into its proper folder and hurried out of the room.
A/N Give me suggestions. How do you like it? Yadda yadda please review. (