An island, somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, April 30, 2010

At this moment, both Largo and Thirteen were still on their way to this island. While on the plane, Thirteen explained what he knew.

"If Morris was supposed to be stolen by somebody other than the two mice, but these mice intervened, then there should've been a fight between the mice and this other person." Thirteen explained.

"In which case there would be a man found near the transaction location." Largo deduced.

"Indeed." Thirteen replied, "More than one even, in case there were guards, or if the drivers would try to intervene."

"For all his might, he's still too lazy to do anything himself." Largo laughed.

"Maybe he didn't want to draw too much attention to himself, as the world still thinks him dead." Thirteen continued, "Anyway, these men later checked into the nearest hospital, where there were enough cameras for us to have an image of them. And their description matched eye-witness reports about the men that abducted Doerner."

"So the two are connected after all." Largo said, "We were right from the start."

"It still remains to be seen whether those other blueprints we're using now will help." Thirteen pondered, "I mean, the original prints were likely complex enough for the mice to try and make a more simple version. And it's that simple version that Tracy is now trying to built."

"Not to mention that Krimson may find a way to make a more powerful version of the original prints." Largo said, "Believe me, I don't feel any better at this than you do."

After some time, they finally arrived on the island, that had a landing strip. The island on it's own appeared tropical, what with the palm trees and everything, albeit that some of those trees were pulled out of the ground, only to plant some kind of mechanism in the ground, and then they put the tree back in. Not to mention that at the end to the landing strip, there was a huge gate, where people appeared to be working overtime to cover it with rocks, so it would blend in with it's surroundings.

When Largo and Thirteen left the plane, Tracy was there to great them: "Mr. Winch, Mr. Mac Lane. Welcome to my island."

"You own all of this?" Thirteen asked him.

"It pays off to be an astronaut." Tracy replied.

"How can you even hide all this from all the satellites?" Thirteen wondered.

"If I told you that, I'll have to kill you." Tracy replied, "But at this time, we're lucky that most satellites are pointed towards Jupiter, so nobody pays much attention to what's going on here, so we get as much of the work we can't hide done."

"So how's our task-force?" Largo asked Tracy.

"Well, there's not much to say." Tracy told him, "But they do appear to be happy to be here. I guess they couldn't do much where they were before. Here, they can help in building and testing the robot we're building, and Jeff even gets to be with someone of his own age."

"Jeff?" Largo didn't know that name.

"My son." Tracy elaborated.

"And when do you expect this to be ready?" Thirteen asked.

"Well, considering what I have to work with, and using a Promicine-positive to help..." Tracy explained.

"Hold on, a Promicine-positive?" Thirteen questioned.

"Yes, Promicine." Tracy explained, "That drug that gave the 4400 their abilities."

"I'm aware of what Promicine is..." Thirteen told him, "But how can one of them help?"

"Only because this one can make copies of himself." Tracy explained, "In doing so, he can make enough of himself to do weeks of work in a matter of days."

"Well, then that would reduce the amount of people who'd know about all this." Largo deduced.

"Just one, not counting you or the task-force." Tracy replied.

"Just one?" this surprised Largo.

That's when he looked around, and noticed that everyone he's seen at work, at first they may just appear to look-a-like, just because they're at a distance, or wear the same garment, not to mention that some of them wear special masks for their tasks. But when taking a closer look, they don't just appear a-like, they are a-like.

"So all this should be finished in a few days?" Thirteen asked.

"Weeks would be more likely." Tracy answered.

"Can we see what you've got so far?" Largo wondered.

"Of course." Tracy replied, "Follow me."

He lead them inside the island, where an entire complex was built, full of cranes, robots (or some form thereof), and secret contraptions. One would wonder where he got the time or the money to built any of this. Still, even with what he had at the time, it was still not enough to do whatever it is that Tracy was planning to do. Most of the complex was still under construction, mostly because there was no knowledge as to what machines this complex was to hide. At this moment, the only thing they would have to launch when needed, would be the giant robot. And when the three of them arrived at the giant robot, or something that's supposed to look like one, they looked in awe at it. For the most part, it appeared to be just a few old vehicles placed in weird positions. For instance, trucks with their trailers were used for the legs, an airplane made the torso, trains formed arms, and tanks were the shoulders for the arms.

"These mice wouldn't happen to have been Frankenstein's lab-rats, would they?" Largo remarked.

"You said we had to hurry to build this thing." Tracy explained, "This is the best we could do."

"How is this even supposed to leave this place?" Thirteen wondered.

"Can you guess where we are now?" Tracy asked the two of them.

Neither one of them saw the relevance of this, but all they did was shake their heads.

"Above here, there's the pool." Tracy explained, "It'll move away when this robot is being launched."

"And you're sure it'll be ready by then?" Largo wondered, "Because I'm not so sure..."

"Neither am I." Tracy said, "But if this man you've mentioned to me is as dangerous as you say he is, we can't be fast enough with this."

"How will this thing be controlled anyway?" Thirteen asked him.

"You see those tanks?" Tracy pointed, "Each of them will have somebody controlling them. And since only Snake and Al have been trained to ride one of them, that shouldn't be too hard."

"And the other three?" Largo asked him.

"There will be an exo-skeleton inside, which would allow the wearer to control the robot." Tracy explained, "In other words, move the exo-skeleton's arm, the robot's arm will move, etcetera."

"And who would do that?" Largo was curious.

"Since the skeleton is rudimentary at most, it's not designed for everyone, unless they're physically as strong as Jason." Tracy answered, "We also allowed Max to know the design of the robot, so in case something goes wrong during battle, she can quickly get to the source of the problem and fix it. As for Ginger, she's to keep track of things. Monitors will be placed inside the robot's head, where she can see if something's losing power, or stopped moving."

This was something that Thirteen couldn't understand: "You think someone who's lived in the woods for a time and hasn't got any knowledge of..."

"Don't worry." Tracy assured him, "With just some proper explaining, even a child can understand what the monitors say."

"Provided she pays attention during the explanation." Thirteen wasn't so sure.

Tracy didn't say much to this.