DM149: I hope I got this out fast enough for you guys.
"…and it's like its leeching off of me." Sly finished explaining to Bentley what had happened to him, as he sat shirtless on top of a stool near the counter in the safe house as Bentley examined the parasite on his back.
"Hmm, Interesting." Bentley said, mostly to himself as he poked the being with a scalpel blade. Sly winced slightly.
"Hey easy, you hurt that thing and it tightens up and I get hurt." Sly explained.
"Sorry." Bentley apologized before continuing examining the parasite. Sly noticed in that time that Carmelita was staring at Bentley's work and Sly intently. Sly couldn't' help but grin. "Not that I'm not touched by how much you care, but why are you working with the gang?" he asked her.
Carmelita's attention turned directly at Sly, trying to figure out a reason besides the fact that she just wanted him back. "You ARE the most wanted target for the military AND for Interpol. By helping them out, I could get you back here quicker and arrest everyone here once this blows over."
Sly didn't answer, but his grin disappeared and he looked away from her. "Great. Thanks for caring." He said sarcastically. Carmelita was taken aback by his seriousness, and was about to say something but kept her mouth shut.
"Bentley, can't you just slice that thing off and get this over with?" Sly asked, slightly annoyed.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Bentley said,
"Of course it isn't." Sly muttered to himself.
"First it appears that the virus is slightly attached to you, as in molded into your skin so it's impossible to get it off. Secondly, if I do slice it open, it will just suck some more life out of you and regenerate itself, so that's out of the question." Bentley explained.
"So what's your plan?" Sly asked
"You can put your shirt back on first." Bentley said, putting away his tools, and as Sly stood and picked up his clothes Bentley explained his plan. "I was able to get a hold of some infected DNA samples."
"How were you able to do that?" Sly asked, pulling his shirt over his head. Bentley just opened up a drawer and pulled out Sly's old dismembered hand. To which Carmelita turned away and winced. "Oh…Yeah...That."
"Yep." Bentley said, putting away the hand and taking out a syringe from that same drawer. "Using that DNA, I was able to create a serum of antibodies for the virus. Only problem is that if I inject it into you know, they'll all die and it won't do a thing. They're too weak at the moment."
"So how do we make them stronger?" Sly asked, putting up the hood on his hoodie and throwing on his dark brown leather jacket.
"That's where YOU come in." Penelope spoke up turning her attention away from her RC chopper. "I picked out a perfect Titan specimen on my radar, you need to track it down and inject it with the antibodies. It's infected body will serve as an incubator for them and eventually they'll be more than powerful enough to take out that parasite."
"The only problem is…" Bentley spoke up. "We don't know how to get to the antibodies after they've been injected. We'd probably need to drain all the Titan's blood and then filter the antibodies out of it."
Sly thought for a little bit and then grinned once again. "Don't worry. I think I can handle it." He took the syringe from the, counter, threw it into his jacket pocket and headed for the door.
"Wait." Bentley stopped him. Sly turned to face him. "I think you're gonna want this." He said and held out a black binocucom. Sly just smiled widely and took the device from Bentley's hand.
"Feels good to be back."
DM149: Short I know but my computer's running low on battery and there's no place to plug in. Plus, the Epic scene coming up next deserves its own chapter. See ya.
