Forgotten Heroes
Prologue
0801 Hours, January 26, 2388 (Military Calendar)/ Europa Military Base in orbit around Jupiter
"Dr. Watts, you are late for our meeting. Surely you wouldn't want to keep us waiting," declared the black man seating in between two other men, all dressed in the same identical uniform, as Watts sat on a chair facing the three men. The room was dimly lit; the only source of light was the insignia of the Office of Naval Intelligence which was carved into the wall behind the three men.
"Your ridiculous new security system delayed me. There really isn't any need for it. No one even knows about this facility."
The dark skinned man said nothing, instead he browsed a stack of envelopes he had to his left on the large desk standing between Dr. Watts and the three men. He chose one and handed it to Watts.
"What's this?" Watts didn't open the envelope, but instead waited for the others to explain.
The man to the left spoke, "It's your papers and ID card; you are required to bring them to work everyday. Do not forget them."
Then the man to the right spoke, "Inside are also several folders containing very important information," he explained with intonation on the word important. "The papers in them will brief you on the project you have been assigned too. Its goals, requirements, the time in which we expect you to finish the project and most importantly your budget."
The man in the middle signaled his right hand man to cease and began to speak himself. "You see, Watts. We need security. Anyone could come barging in. What you say is true though, no one knows about our facility and what goes on in Section 0. But we need precautions for your knew project. We need security. Your subjects could decide to run away, the security measures we have installed should prevent that. And with the new security visitors can't go around the complex seeing things that are not supposed to exist."
"I understand. Am I to understand that you have recruited my target subjects?" Bahar Watts was inwardly exited to be able to begin his project.
"Yes, we have recruited the one hundred eleven targets you selected. They are on their way to the facility as we speak. Everything has been set on motion. You'll be surprised. Your subjects' quarters include a playground, just like you ordered, sleeping bunkers, small woods, fields, and a classroom. And right next to the area, overlooking everything is your laboratory. You'll find everything in perfect order."
"Well, I trust you did a good job."
"Ok. If you'll excuse us, we have matters to attend to. You are to inspect our job, and see if there is anything you wish to modify. Also, you should meet your team. They should be waiting for you at the sleeping quarters. There's a map of the area, you can find it from here. Go over everything and we'll meet tomorrow at 0900."
"Will do." With that Bahar got up and walked out into the well lit corridors of the Section 0 complex. A couple of steps up the corridor and a left led him to his destination, Elevator 2. He took his ID out and swiped it to prompt the DNA analyzer to open the elevator door. When he placed his index finger on its glassy surface the machine pinched it and matched his DNA to the one in its database.
"Say your name and PIN out loud," one of Section 0's AIs spoke, he recognized her acute voice immediately.
"Kaspar Bahar Watts, X0-4T6-YP5. Good morning Kris." The elevator doors opened and Bahar entered the cabin. As he swiped his ID card to access the elevator's controls he conversed with Kris. "So, what have you been up to lately?"
"Well, don't you know?"
"Yes, we're finally starting the GS project." She quickly replied that that wasn't exactly it. "Well, then I don't think I know what you are talking about." He finished with the elevator's touch screen and it began to descend into the depths of the high security complex.
"I've been appointed to your team! I have full access to every single mainframe and computer in the building so I can follow you around."
"So you're my new personal assistant." Kris's hologram nodded. "Well, it's a pleasure. Do you want to get started?" She nodded again and agreed. "Well, I need you to go over the classroom materials and compare it to classdetail.doc on my desk computer."
Just when Kris's hologram faded the elevator came to a silent stop, the doors opened and they revealed what they had been hiding. A jungle. There was a green, living, forest behind the elevator doors, a small building to the left with civilian Warthogs, and a forest path that zigzagged in between the trees. This was to be his home for a long time; a hundred acres forest and grasslands located four hundred meters underground.
He jumped into a Warthog, almost instantly the engine roared on and Kris spoke up, "Where to?"
"You know."
"I do."