Chapter 2: Captivity
Double-D felt pain all throughout his chest, like knifes were shoved into his chest. He screamed out, but heard nothing; he cried… but felt nothing…
He woke, and saw black; he looked around, but saw nothing. He tried to move his arm, but it felt numb; he tried to get up, but felt like his chest was on fire.
"I wouldn't do that." Said a voice.
A light came on, and an old man, wearing an old ripped up black suit, sunglasses and no hair sat in a chair. Around him, seemed to be brick walls.
"Who are you?" Double-D asked.
"I'm the man who saved your life."
Double-D squinted his eyes, and looked at his chest; it was covered in bandages.
He felt over the wraps, and felt a metal something, near his heat; he ripped of the bandages and saw… a remote. He looked up at the old man.
"What the hell did you do to me?"
The man chuckled.
"What I did, was to save your life. That remote is a magnet."
The old man got up.
"I've seen this only a few times. It's called the living dead; because it takes a week for the weapons bullets to kill."
He showed Double-D a glass bottle.
"This is all I could take out. That magnet, is keeping you alive."
Double-D laid his head on the pillow. He felt so weak.
"Why am I here?"
The man smiled.
"This is your new home. You're needed."
"By what?"
"Oh, you should know in about… now…"
As if on que, a metal door opened, and men in grey, speaking a strange language, ran in.
On man spoke at Double-D, and lifted him up; his body was in pure pain.
They took him out of the room, and up some stairs, to a bright room.
It was a room, full of planes and guns; men walked around carrying massive weapons.
A man walked up to Double-D, with the Kankers by his side!
"You're needed."
Lee said blankly.
"Why the hell would I help you!"
"Because we can kill your family any time we want."
May said.
Double-D spat at her.
"I'd rather die then help you!"
May smirked.
"But if you help us… we can fund your production of flight."
Double-D looked shocked; what would he choose?
He looked down and sighed…
"When will we start?"
The man smiled.
"Now…"
They walked until they stopped at a missile.
"That is then Hammer Fist Missile; we need you to make a better version."
Said Lee.
Double-D was sent back with the sciatica for the missile, and everything he wanted and needed to make it.
He started with taking the led bullets from many guns, and melting them into a set if pieces.
Then he took the electric wires from the many electronics and rewiring them into a different set.
A few days later, he had a harness, with a metal device on the front.
It glowed.
"I suppose that isn't for the missile."
The old mad said.
"No. it's a mini Ark Reactor. My father has a big one at the lab he works at."
"What could it power?"
"If my math is right… eight giga Jews per second."
"That could run your heart one hundred life times."
"Yes, it could… or something big for an hour."