The elevator went slowly as each and every floor was indicated with a small ding. He never got to explore the agency much as he lived only on one floor and that was the basement, though it was just as nice as the rest of the building, fake lobby excluded. The experiments room was the tenth floor only five floors from the roof. When it finally reached the room he found his heart beating uncontrollably as if he knew he wasn't going to like what he saw. The doors slid open to reveal a large iron door. Immediately he breathed a sigh of relief thinking he wouldn't have to see what was inside. But his heart got caught in his throat when he saw the door was cracked open, pulling out his m1911 instead of his SKS which was strapped to his back once more he swallowed his fear and made a step towards the door. He proceeded to open the door fully with one hand making sure to keep the pistol ready to be fired. The door made a menacing screech as he opened it slowly, the farther it opened the deeper the octave of the screech. When it was fully opened he nearly dropped his pistol but quickly he got better hold on it and looked on.

There was row upon row of tubes each one empty. All of them had digital names on top, starting at A1. He looked at the bottom of the tube and it clearly displayed K.I.A. But that's not all it said it showed two names one male one female, before the names it said DNA donors He trembled as he walked down row upon row all saying either K.I.A. or M.I.A.. But he quickly broke into a run as he looked at each one. He ran as if his life depended on it, but he knew...that it did. He stopped as he got to one1hundred and fifty. And he slowly inched along as he neared his tube. His feet barely even left the ground when he walked and he felt as if they would give out under him. When finally he arrived at A163. All it said was dismissed with a green lit background. Unlike all the others that either had a red background or blue for dead or missing, which also most likely meant dead. Quickly he looked at donors and it said:

Male: Frank Watterson

Female: Elizabeth Watterson

When he read that he nearly shouted where he stood. 'I was a Watterson after all..' Alec felt like laughing. He didn't know why he just did; looking back it was kind of ironic. He had wondered and wondered who his parents were and he was living with his relatives all that time. 'So many wasted hours thinking..' But he was taken from thought when he noticed the tube next to his was empty. It said A164, on the bottom, active duty.

He looked at the empty chamber for a long time. He had his questions answered, but should he curse another generation to wonder the same? But soon he shook his head and focused on where he knew he had to go. It was time to end it. But could he really stop Tess? Alec answered his own question by breaking into a determined sprint. He ran straight back to the elevator and slid back inside pressing the button to the top floor as he hooked around the doorway. The doors slid shut and a faint tune started playing, he must not have notice it before...

Actually now that he listens clock it almost sounds like a rapidly repeating ting. It was then that he knew this was no elevator music. Alec quickly looked around the elevator looking for a loose panel or anything that could get him out. But there was no way out. The tinges were high pitched and coming faster and faster. He looked to the door and in a final effort he tried prying the doors open. The doors were hard to open and he slipped a few times but he managed to open it enough to go through. Luckily there was a small space in between the two doors he could go in. He immediately pressed his back up against the wall as the elevator kept on going. The space was small and the elevator almost crushed his rib cage going bye. But he probably only had one broken bone or two, which it was just plain luck that he survived.

He looked up as the elevator kept on going, the tinging was reverberating throughout the shaft and was a lot faster. Of course there was a bomb directly under the elevator and it was two seconds away from zero. He reeled his head back against the doors he was against and squeezed his eyes shut just as a deafening explosion sounded throughout the entire agency. Most likely alerting everyone. The explosion almost threw him over the ledge and into the chasm below. He waited until every piece of scrap metal had fallen below him. Then being as careful as he could he turned around and tried prying open the second set of doors. The second doors were easier as he had adrenaline flowing through his body. It came open and dived through just as they closed shut behind him.

With his heart in his ears and his head bleeding slightly he slowly got up. He stumbled a bit on his feet but he regained his balance as fast as his body would let him. His vision was a bit blurry and his ears were ringing but he managed to run to a nearby room. It wouldn't matter which, he just needed time to get his head together. He opened the door slumped down just beside the door, he then closed it and breathed deeply for a couple seconds. After he was sure he could get up without wobbling he stood and looked around...

Notes~
Special thanks to Laengruk10001 for letting me use his OC's Frank and Elizabeth Watterson. (They will make an appearance later in the story.) This chapter was shortened due to some unexpected interruptions, the next chapter will be longer..Read & Review, until next time!