Author's Note: Once again, this is the 2nd version of the chapter. Thank you very much Cecilia and Tessa who helped me with this chapter- you are angels!

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Chapter 3
Potential

His eyes ached terribly as he leant his head back in the leather chair. Sticky material tacking to his cool, clean skin. His partner, Agent Brown crossed the floor, stopped and leaned over the desk. Smith lazily opened an eye and sighed.
'So... how did it go?' Brown asked,
'What.' he mumbled, rubbing his tense neck.
'Last night with your goddess. Cybil- I believe...' Smith leant forward in annoyance which caused the the other agent to smirk- pleased that he had caught his attention.
'Brown- I don't...'
'Come on- you can tell me. She must've been good- you created her after all.' Smith's azure gaze turned to the side,
'Yes,' he admitted. 'she was. She was a goddess. But I'll leave it to your sick mind to figure out what we went up to.' Smith groaned while Brown chuckled to himself.

'Shit!' Agent Brown whispered, 'Who the hell screwed with the files?' after a few seconds, he realised the awful truth. 'We've been hacked into- great!'
'I'll call O'Neil.' Smith calmly reassured. 'Agent O'Neil?'
'Smith- what do you want?'
'We've had an intruder. I need you to find out who hacked into the database.'
'Ah- that would be Hypnos George sir. He's been sniffing around for the past five weeks.'
'Idiot!' Brown spat in disgust,
'Calm yourself Brown- let me handle this...' Smith replied nonchalantly.
'And you didn't think of reporting this to me before?' He continued, trying to mask his own monsters of rage that flamed through him.
'Well sir- I...'
'That's not good enough O'Neil. Your incompetence has cost us again and this time- it will cost you.'
'No sir- Please don't...'
'O'Neil, you have been a poor excuse for a program. Your demeanour almost fits the category of a human. You will not be spared- you will be terminated.'
'No sir! Please- have mercy!'
'See O'Neil that's the difference between you and me. Mercy is not a function programmed into me. Expect to see me shortly- very shortly...'
'NO SIR NO!!!' Agent Smith, who was tired with his whimperings, cut the connection.
'And that is how you do it Brown.'

'Damn him!' Agent Brown cursed.
'No need to- he's already at the source.' The colleague replied.
'O'Neil?'
'No- Hypnos George. He's dead.'
'What? Where'd you find that out?'
'News site. Shot once in the head outside the Elysium.'
'Did they find anything on him?'
'Nothing, except a letter 'p' engraved into the back.'
'Witnesses?'
'None- we're dealing with a professional here.'
'Henchman?'
'Bounty hunter.'
'That means we'll have a hard time getting it back. Good thing I have a backup.' Brown groaned as he turned back to the illuminated screen.
'No Brown, I need it back. It contains vital information to my experiment.'
'Well, there is one way. We could try and find the bounty hunter and bargain to get it back. No wait- we could even train it to be an agent.'
'What?'
'Think about it. Who ever did this was highly trained and bred to have a cold and calloused mind. They'll be perfect for the job; it will be quite easy if who we're looking for is a program.'
'You're right. Anyone will be better than O'Neil- but we have to get onto it quickly. It is imperative that this information never comes out.'

Threesome next chapter- I promise! ;)