Sorry for such along wait. Blame spyware. Anyway, I had to switch POV. Keeping it with only onemakes it hard to get anything done.

Special thanks to Acey-Dearest. Inspiration for those letters.

Disclaimer: Do I have to say that I don't own anything? I don't.

I slowly landed the hover car on a butte like region on the mountain. I flew around it about 6 times before finding a place to actually land. I found it. I found the lab.

I stepped out of my car looking around hesitantly. The cool brisk night and the pine smell in the air were a bit unnerving considering this situation. Dense green forests slowly turn to barren land and mountainous region down this way; as if to suggest I turn back…

I haven't seen my old friend for years. The decades seem more like centuries. My good friend…Dr Gero. I sigh heavily as I looked towards the sky. Once an intelligently gifted college graduate to a mad scientist. He's well hidden here in this remote area doing his "own" thing. I should just turn back now. Get a phone and inform the police! Ignoring myself, I step away from my car. My heart ached as I walked towards the small cavern that led to his Lab.

Red Ribbon Army; Why Dr. Gero wasted his time with them I'll never know. I spot a small metallic speaker to the side to the giant doors. Very unnoticeable…

"Dr.Gero…?"

I wait nervously expecting to here a crazy aged mans voice but I'm completely taken aback by a youthful male voice.

"Oh! Hold on miss!"

"It's doctor" I corrected. The doors slowly open causing quite a lot of noise making my correction useless.

I take a deep breath and step through the doors into the lab. There was practically nothing much in here except a rock floor, a damp smell & a man still with the lever in his hand. He pulls the lever and the doors make a slow noisy close. We observe each other for a moment. A long moment. He has curly wild red hair and soft brown eyes behind large circle glasses. Button shirt and khakis under a white scientist jacket.

He reminds me so of the Dr. Gero I once knew back in college. The young man nervously smiles and extends his hand to imply a hand shake. He breaks the silence. "I'm Gerald" he shyly states. If I didn't know better I'd think he IS Dr.Gero, all young again! "Dr. Gero is busy right now". I shake his hand and try not to look anxious. "I'm DOCTER Bak…Very nice to meet you Gerald". I look away from him and look around. Another set of large metallic doors across the room. Gero must be in there…being busy…I turn to the man. "Gero never told me about you in any of his letters. What are you doing here?" I ask. "I…I'm helping Gero with his latest projects".

There was a pod left there on the floor labeled 16. It just hits me again that I'm here. HERE in Gero's lab! I sigh heavily as I feel that chocking in my throat and that pain in my chest. That pain when I read all of his letters.

16 was an unfortunate failure…So close to perfect unlike my previous works.

Why tinker with metal when I could bring improvement upon life itself.

Gangs; Juvenile delinquents…

I found these 2 twins; a raven haired boy and a blonde girl. Both with about chin length hair. You don't see twins do that anymore; especially teenagers.

It's amusing what kids' wear nowadays though…

The boy noticed me first and told me in quite a colorful language to go away…

Arrogant kids with no respect for their elders.

I gave them an offer they couldn't refuse.

Offer people money and they'll agree to almost anything.

But the truth to what I was really going to do had to be kept a secret.

No one would agree to that for any amount of money.

"Dr.Bak..."

A familiar sharp voice snaps me out of it. I look up to see an old man standing there with a recognizable prompt stance and cold blue eyes.

"Dr.Gero…"

Stupid short chapter. Sorry