A Particular Call
He had been cut off. It did not matter that he might be a favorite, it mattered not who he was. Why without the research performed…? Well, a little retaliation was in order. If you didn't show respect, you would receive the same treatment.
A particular number was selected through the… unique symbol next to it. It was meant to symbolize attraction. It picked up on the first ring. She was such a good little one. He almost would feel sorry if he wasn't doing this to spite the same treatment he had received in the previous conversation. If it wasn't for the fact that he was their best, then he would receive something worse that being killed.
"Why hello. I wasn't expecting a call from you of all the people to dial my number. It must be important. Whatcha need? It must be important."
"It is my dear. Our puppeteer has unfortunately gotten a rather overgrown ego and head. I intend to have him understand his true position in the grand scheme of what we do. There is a new target for capture my dear. This one must come alive, but I don't think it will come willingly. In fact, it's possible that the target is quite unaware of what it truly is or the power it wields. Please be nice to him/her and bring them to me. I know you won't break it."
"Good as done. 'Magneta' will see the job done. I hope this one is cute. That one that was terrorizing places was ugly, especially his attitude. I find men like that repulsive."
"Just be fast; this thing only makes itself known at a particular time and only seems to operate within the Houston area. And even that is rather small since it likes certain targets. It has unusual tastes."
"I'll make a note of that. Thanks doc," she said sweetly and ended the call.
"Ah," he sidghed, "I do adore you my dear. But what I truly adore… is my operating table and lab where I am god."