SO - I've been away for a couple of weeks, but I've been itching to get home and get going with the no small task of publishing the whole of chapter 12. As I've said before, a lot of it will go unbeta'd, and this is indeed the case here. I apologise for any mistakes in advance - and with no further ado - LETS GET CRACKIN'.
12th of April, 2012. Scotland.
They were Templar cowboys indeed. The idea was simple, yet inspiring. If Abstergo could harness the power of the TARDIS, there would be no stopping them. So much so that, if they had wanted to, they could simply erase the Assassin Order from existence. No opposing forces. Just one golden pathway to absolute power.
They'd deal with that later.
Vidic had built his plan on one single, shining fact – Subject Seventeen (Desmond Miles) was the past, the present and the future. His ancestors lived and died centuries prior, his physical presence was indeed present, and all he did made the future of this world. How could one man have such power?
And what could one organisation do with it?
Everything.
Three people. The past, the present and the future. Ezio Auditore Da Firenze. Subject Seventeen. The Doctor. All representatives of their own time, and all of them together would bring the TARDIS – which in its little blue shell contained the whole of time – into Abtsergo's waiting grasp. With Miles in the Animus, Vidic would take the DNA of all three and pull them all together with ropes made of strands of genes with Miles acting as a peg in the ground to hold them down. The technology was immense – beautiful. The ability to lock on to DNA existing centuries ago, existing now, and in some ways not even existing at all was contained in one tiny USB that was sitting in the port of the computer connecting to the Animus in TORCHOOD 6.2.
And under the watchful eye of all its employees, Vidic had placed it there, and stood back as he had activated the BADWOLF programme and let everything take its course.
Shadowing Vidic, Darren McDonald watched it all with a sickening feeling.
The Animus glowed.
Subject Seventeen's fingers began to twitch.
Painfully short, I know, but phase two is on its way this very night! Keep an eye peeled! :D