" We need to bring her in." Rassilon's voice echoed through the cold chamber with its white walls and bare furniture. " I want you start Project Champion. Maybe if we can catch this bastard our treasury will be fuller." All around him, Rassilon could hear the faint ticks of nails as they hit the touch pads to activate their newest agent, Christine. She had been given a memory conversion of everything that she had ever experienced, which in a way hurt Rassilon too. She was his daughter, a bond that solidified over time and refused to give in. After the Memory convert though, they had implanted fake memories to make her a sleeper agent in the very place that held the very last of the Projects; the one man they couldn't even get close to. The other male was of no concern. The shock of everything forced him far into the wildness that surrounded the Citadel where he had probably died.
Watching the screen in front of him, he watched as Christine's chip was activated in her sleep to minimized damage to herself or someone else. Watching as she twitched, Rassilon felt a pang of emotion that radiated through him. He couldn't bear to watch it; instead he turned to the newest member of the C.I.A. or Celestial Intervention Agency.
" Raoul, thank you for coming." Raoul smiled to the Lord President and bowing politely, was given a seat by a waiting attendant.
" Thank you again for coming. I wish to discuss a proposition that you would find most agreeable."
" I would do anything for my Lord President." Raoul smiled and Rassilon no0ticed his teeth were surprisingly white. Trying not to focus on them, Rassilon asked if he would be willing to help him.
" I would like to woo and eventually marry the one at the Opera house named Christine. It would be of great gain to both of us."
" Why is that sir?" Rassilon couldn't help smiling. To have someone so enraptured to his idea was making him a little lightheaded with pride.
" Christine is my daughter." He watched happily as Raoul choked behind his ivory teeth.
" Your daughter?" Were the first words out of Raoul's mouth when he could finally speak again.
" Yes and if you marry her, then you will become the Lord President when I move on." There were those white teeth again, staring down Rassilon from across the table.
" My Lord President. I will gladly accept this assignment. When shall I begin?"
" Tomorrow, right after the opera. It would look natural." And with those words Rassilon dismissed him and his overly white teeth.
It was the Project Rebirth that still gave Rassilon nightmares. Dr. Rúmil had suggested the idea after he discovered the rapid sterilization of the Gallifreyan populace. He wanted to create three beings that had the intelligence and genetic ability to travel through time like Gallifreyans, but have the strength, stamina, and fighting skills of their enemies, the Pallanén. The only problem was that they needed three subjects, children that could undergo a full evaluation and made better. The first subject was the Crown Prince. He was the bastard son of the deceased Prince and a Pallanén woman he had raped. After finding whom the father was, the woman gave him up and was never seen again. The second subject was the Doctor's own child, an accidental Timelord who was slowly dying and would be a perfect candidate. The third though, fell into Rassilon's lap. He had found her on his doorstep one morning, and with no parent around, Rassilon took her in. But after a careful examination, he discovered that she was a true Timelord, Her father a Pallanén and her mother a Gallifreyan. After evaluation was done, the only thing that was needed was to have them reach sexual maturity and mate to create a new race of Timelords.
They took blood samples from each and taking certain chromosomes from each, created perfect little Frankensteins. The Prince went to take his place on the throne, learning each tricks and hoop he had to jump through. Dr. Rúmil decided to keep his son under lock and key to observe and study. Ala on the other hand, went home with Rassilon to learn how to live a normal life.
It was when they were brought back together that they were deemed too dangerous to be kept alive. The savage part of them made them hard to kill and the cunning part of them made it hard to track them The night they had caught Ala they lost the Prince and the one they named Khan, or the Beast.
"Lord President." The voice brought him put of his train of thought and looking up discovered one of the technicians. " She is ready?" The man stated metallically and Rassilon nodded, now ready for the oncoming storm.
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