INTERROGATION
M-21 was a rather handsome young man who was tall and had on a black suit. After being collected, he stood in front of the DA-5 with a cautious look fitted to his face. "Why did you bring me here?" He asked with a hostile tone.
"We need to hear some information from you." Krantz leaned up against the table with his arms crossed over his chest.
"I don't understand. I'm at the lowest level of Union." M-21 said. "You have all the access to the info I deal with. Why do you need me?" M-21 could only question their motives.
"One of the labs was shut down and you should know about it," Krantz stated.
M-21 gave a cold look in his eyes when he narrowed them. "I was nearby on a mission, so I heard about it."
"We read the reports. We want to know what happened here. Especially what Crombell did here." Said the DA-5 leader.
"I don't know what you want. Why are you asking me about information concerning Dr. Crombell." What was their intention, he wondered? Why are they asking about Crombell and not him?
"Shark."
In a blink of an eye, M-21 saw a fist in his peripheral vision and was knocked upside the head, sending him slamming against the wall. It made his whole body tremble and hunker down in pain from the strong blow that this insane man inflicted upon him.
Luciel lifted her head up and looked at the door after hearing a loud bang against the wall coming from the other side of the room. "What...?" She spoke in a small whisper as her eyes started to shift between different colors, turning to a brownish-gold with eye slits like a hawk.
Shark stood in front of M-21 with a sadistic grin on his face. "Arrogant fool..."
Krantz spoke up. "It's taking too long to answer all your stupid questions. Answer mine, now." The intimidating man demanded.
M-21 smirked at them. Now he had no intention of having these guys get what they wanted so easily. "You guys have no manners when you have questions for me." He wiped the blood off his lip with the back of his hand.
With a blink of an eye, Shark moved in front of him and kicked him across the face. M-21 hit the wall with more force than before and slid down.
Shark taunted the man. "You don't know who you're talking to..." he scoffed.
"Stop," Krantz said. His eyes narrowed to a glare. "What did Crombell do here?" He asked again with more force in his voice.
M-21 looked up with his eyes. "How would I know if you don't."
Shark came by once again and struck M-21 across the face with his leg. Blood splattered on the floor in front of him as it dripped from his lips.
"That would be likely. But we know that Dr. Crombell put you on a personal mission."
That took M-21 by surprise, as he did not remember ever been given a mission like that. "What?"
"One of the classified info includes you on a secret mission. M-21, don't think we don't know anything. We will give you time to think about it." Krantz said no more and left M-21 with his thoughts.
In reality, the Union and DA-5 didn't know that M-21 had betrayed the Union and escaped a while ago. Hear something like Crombell giving M-21 a mission though made no sense since he was a low-level agent when he was still in the Union. Why did Crombell make a report like this? Why does DA-5 want information on him?
Suddenly a water bottle was put in front of his face. M-21 looked up and saw Takeo handing it to him. "You should drink some water." He offered.
M-21 gave him a strange look but reluctantly took the bottle as Takeo walked away.
Wasn't kidnapping an agent to get information on an executive against Union policy? They made it seem like Dr. Crombell was a traitor, but whether the doctor betrayed the Union or not, they wouldn't let him off so easily. He didn't know whether he should run away or not, but that would only confirm his only betrayal. This might be his only chance, though. If he leaves now then he might never find information on is dead colleagues. M-21 was left with too many questions and no one to answer them. He knew that coming here meant risking his life, knowing that they might kill him...but he didn't have much of an option.
This whole thing made him even more confused the longer it dragged out. It's hard to understand them if they think he's carrying out a mission for Crombell. He didn't know what was going on and why everyone was so disconcerted about this mess, and not to mention on edge. There was this unnecessary amount of tension in the air, he noticed, and every so often he would catch Krantz and or someone else looking over to the locked door to his right but wouldn't say anything.
"You should think it when you can," Takeo spoke up once again.
M-21 looked down at the bottle he was handed and wondered if they might have placed a drug in it to get what they want, like a truth serum or something.
"We didn't put anything in it," Takeo said like he read his mind. We know that we won't get a confession from an ordinary agent with a confession pill. You would have learned to leak false information with that, so if you don't trust me, I can drink first." He offered.
M-21 smirked. "You don't need to go through that all because of me."
"I just don't like treating another agent like this." Takeo's words almost surprised M-21. "Drink. You might not get another chance later." Takeo was different from what he heard about. He thought he was the coldest member among the DA-5.
"Thanks. I don't know why you are doing this. The Union won't be approved if they find out."
Takeo stared with icy blue eyes before closing them. "We're just...fulfilling an order." That statement was more meaningful than expected. If they were following orders then someone higher up in the Union set them on this mission.
Suddenly there was this loud clattering sound that echoed through the room. Everyone snapped their head over to the locked door and stared at it, clearing nervous by the looks in their eyes. Sweat rolled off their pale skin and a look of panic crossed their eyes. After a moment of silence, they slowly settled down. This caught M-21 by surprise. He knew that that the DA-5 was a skilled and fearless group of modified humans, way stronger them himself. Yet, at that moment they showed true terror. Whatever was behind that door was probably a lot more complicated than the situation he was in.
"Ow~" Luciel laid on the floor in the isolation room with a chair toppled over. She whimpered as she lifted her head, her face all red from the fall after trying to get up too fast.
After a while, they all stood in front of M-21 yet again as he sat on the floor like he was a while ago.
Krantz spoke up. "M-21. Did you make up your mind?" He asked.
"I'll cooperate," M-21 said.
Shark scoffed. "That's too easy."
"Under one condition," M-21 suddenly said. "I have something I want to know as well. I need you to find that information for me."
Shark's loud, cackling laugh that sounded like a screeching hyena echoed throughout the room and rattled their eardrums. "You don't know your place in this world, do you?" He lifted his foot and slammed it into M-21's chest, cracking the wall with the poor man's face. "You're demanding something from us? You're nothing but an experiment subject!" He repeatedly kicked him like a dog. "Why do we have to deliver your demands?" He stopped and M-21 hunched over, his body quivering with pain.
"Shark. Stop." Krantz spoke up. He looked to M-21. "That was foolish of you to say. We weren't even sure if you really had the information. But now we know that you have some that we want, there are other ways to get it from you." He threatened.
"Oh, sure you do. Union has plenty of ways to extract information from someone who's not talking." He was sure of that. "They don't care what happens to the people they inject."
Shark's face distorted into a snarl. "You're pathetic. You know that and You keep talking? You are recycled as a low-level agent because you're so stupid."
M-21 smirked at that. "I'll just die...I have nothing to lose here. You're going to kill me anyway." He leaned his head back against the wall. "Let's see what works faster. Your pill or my suicide" He gave them a cold glance with his equally cold gray eyes. "What I want to know is nothing important. It's just something bothersome but it won't be a problem. I am the only one that can provide you with what you want to know. No a bad deal, huh?"
Krantz actually smirked at M-21's reckless stunt. "Fine. Let's hear it."
"What?" Shark snapped his head over in his direction. "You'll do what he wants?"
Krantz then gave Shark a cold stare that sent shivers down his spine. "Shark, since when did you question my decisions?" Once Shark didn't say anything else he looked back to M-21. "What do you want?"
"I want documents on the subject that were part of the experiment."
Krantz knew that they didn't have access to that. "No deal. We don't have that kind of information."
"That's Tao over there, right?" M-21 looked behind them to the back wall where Tao was seating down at. "I'm sure he's capable. Finding some old document hidden somewhere in the Union."
Tao stared at him for a moment before his eyes sharpened and he smirked widely. "Correct." He spoke in a mischievous tone.
"We have a deal. So let's hear what information you have." Krantz said.
"Before that..." M-21 cut in. "I'm hungry. Get me something."
Shark grit his teeth has Tao and Takeo snickered behind him. "Are you insane?"
"I said I would cooperate. I don't need to be treated like this."
Krantz looked to Hammer. "Get M-21 something."
"I don't want what you have." M-21 cut in. "I want something else."
Hammer spoke this time. "Like what?"
"Ramen." An awkward silence filled the room as they stared at M-21. "You can buy it at the store nearby."
Shark grind his teeth together and his hands shook. He swore he's going to kill him after they got what they wanted.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Everyone jumped as they looked over to where the sound came from. The locked door. They stared intensely at it as Shark turned a shade paler.
"That sounds good. Can you get me some too?" A woman's voice was heard on the other end.
M-21's face contorted into an utterly confused look when he heard the soft voice of a woman. They were all nervous and on edge, even going as far as to keep the door locked. What were they so afraid of? Who was this woman?
It was the middle of the night and the wind howling like a wolf. Frankenstein stood at the top of the building and staring down at the DA-5 members escorting M-21 to the Union lab facility. He eyed someone though in the midst of it. A hooded person who stood beside M-21 while the DA-5 surrounded them. For some reason, he felt that the person was familiar in some way. The way they walked like they had the quietest footsteps. The way they held their hands up to their stomach. He can tell that person had a habit of some sort to try and walk quietly, and that habit was familiar to him because he witnessed it several times in the past.
As the person walked beside M-21, a strong gust of wind ripped the hood off their head. The first thing Frankenstein saw was a fury of wild purple hair and scarlet eyes that looked like they glowed bright in the night. Pale skin like porcelain and with a rather petite build.
He felt all the air get sucked out of his lungs. No mistake now because he burned her image into his head long ago and could never forget such features. "Luciel?"
Frankenstein almost broke Luciel's door off its hinges when he practically tore it open. To his denial in defeat now, he saw her bed was empty and cold with the window wide open. He knew it, he just knew it. That sound, that scream just now definitely belonged to Luciel. It made his blood run cold. Frankenstein grits his teeth and snapped the knob off the door. "Damnit!" He tore down the hall.
Luciel huffed and ran her finger through her wild hair that swirled in the cold yet strong breeze. She grabbed her hood to try and tuck it all away when something caught her eyes. She looked to the top of the building and made eye contact with a blue gaze that pierced through every defense she had built up. She then made a small gasp, covering her mouth with her hand as her body began to shake and her vision became blurry. Her heart felt like it was beating 100 times per minute as her brain was going into override. Excitement was one emotion that she first felt. Joy was another, anxiety, then...guilt.. All those emotions melted together and warped her senses to nothing...but shame.
"What's wrong?" Krantz's voice snapped her out of her inner struggle.
Luciel felt numb as she pulled her hood far over her face to hide away like the coward she was. She didn't want anyone, including that man, to look at her. "It's nothing." She said in a broken and low voice and kept on walking.
Frankenstein stared at Luciel as she disappeared from his sight. He then turned his body around and smirked at the guest that waited quite patiently for him. "I'm so sorry. I let you wait. I was just caught up in seeing a dear old flame of mine."
Takeo stood behind him and leaning against a part of the building, waiting. "Whatever. It'd be better to be captured alive than be killed...and I didn't wait too long." He opened his cold eyes.
Frankenstein smiled like the handsome devil he was. "That's good to hear."