PREY II: End of Era
Deal
Tristan sat down and started into his 'lab rat' food, as he called it, the food was EMF (emotion monitoring food) and it changed to your mood. Tristan was now aimlessly shovelling Happy Pops into his mouth, which were supposed to make you happy but like nearly everything in science, a lot is supposed to be. The reason he was tasting food marketed for five year olds, was the fact he was miserable, he had been lying to Nicole's face. But he had enough, soon all the lying would stop, soon, he knew he would have to do it especially when the bloody military started to rip this project apart then no-one would have control. He knew fine well the military would ask for them or at least their genetic make-up, truth is they will never get it even if they search every single byte of the computers' hard-drives. The little voice in his head was getting impatient, 'Soon, very soon' he reminded himself in his thoughts, as he bit his way though a round of soggy toast. He took out his palm-top and saw that he had a meeting in half an hour. From that he knew tonight he would jump.
(15 minutes later)
Tristan was standing outside the conference room early, clutching a black briefcase containing some information that would probably lead to a plane-spotters guide instead of the 'genetic' code for the experiments. The military thought we were stupid, giving free information just because they were American. Soon the guards began to let people in and Tristan took his reserved seat. It took about five minutes for all the base's staff to arrive, Tristan recognised a few, like Dr. Stone who knew more about Africa than she did biology but there was no-one you'd rather have with you when in the middle of the jungle. Her tanned skin only showed at her hands and through her sandals, she was now wearing the usual white lab coat customised with little badges that everyone used. After her came the laidback Richard Niksre or 'Slick R' for short, he was in charge of maths, surprisingly, but spent most of his time in front of the mirror calculating which angles his thick jet-black hair looked best in. Finally the woman of the match, in charge of everything, was Julia Foreman her strong figure standing out like a sore thumb. Everyone on the project had a bet that all she does in that office is working out; while others say she has muscle implants or something. As you might expect the military were late, you could just imagine them hanging from the ceiling in the kitchen wondering if they'd come to the wrong place or that they would come in guns blazing and miss everyone in the room. Unfortunately, no the last to arrive was a spokesman, a young dark haired American, claimed traffic was bad and you knew half the room would roll their eyes.
The meeting went with the usual crap 'we want this we'll give you that…bla…bla' until he mentioned turning over the experiments, the air in the room suddenly got colder and all the scientists glared at the spokesperson with utter hate. This became worse when he released information that they had to hand over the experiments for money, £900,000,000. Hayou was cracking his huge fingers in the background, he was called Hanyou because he fights like a demon and his Japanese girlfriend started to call him that and the name stuck. Hanyou was our own version of the incredible hulk; you'd better not on the wrong side of him, which what was the poor spokesman was doing at the moment. The problem was that Julia had been waiting for this moment for a long time, though no-one knew why, but this was a large gamble either be extremely rich but have little accidents that could lead to her death by her employees or show the military the hand and go on the run to the middle of Africa, well at least we have an expert! It was so quiet and tense you could have heard a photon hit the ground. Mrs. Foreman took a sigh and said "Deal" and she looked around the room to see all employees make threatening signs, the worst was made by Tristan, he gave a vampire smile and was waving bye-bye. Julia plucked up courage and said "Meeting dismissed!"
'Sayonara Suckers' Tristan thought to himself and disappeared.
End Chapter 9