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Now…

Director POV

I watched as my new star stood over his last kill. Give me a few days with this kid, and he will be the best psychopath in the world! He already is desensitized to killing, he just needs some more training. But I do have to say this was a good practice run. The only thing I have to worry about is people noticing he is missing, good thing I got a plan for this.

I grabbed my microphone and said, "Ok, Mr. Mathers, that was a good test run, this scene is done." He looked up and said, "What do you mean?"

"I just wanted to see if you are really up for this stuff, and you are. Tomorrow I will send you out to one of their hideouts and you will do the same thing, but more gruesome."

He scratched his head as I grabbed another microphone, "Squad Velcro, subdue the star."

"Roger." He responded.

I sat back in my chair as I watched the screen. Two of my men immediately ran down the stairs and tackled the star.

"GAH!" he screamed as he tried to get out of it. One of them then took out a rag and put if over his mouth and he fell down. Chloroform, always works, better roofies!

I saw them carry the fox out to the truck so we can do a little… "Medicine"…

Later…

The Facility

Dr. Cooper POV

"Ok, put him on the stretcher." I told the men as they put my patient on it.

"Does he have any injuries?" I asked them as I pulled the stretcher down the hallway.

"No doc, he is out for hours though." He responded.

"Ok, thank you. But before you leave, can you send me a sick soldier that looks a lot like this guy?" I told him.

"Sure thing doc." He told me as he left.I pulled the stretcher into my operating room, I have to take a sample of his blood. I took a IV and put it into his wrist, I sealed it and put the machine on 'Take', and saw the blood go into a bag.

"Here you go sir!" said the soldier as he brought a brown fox in a wheelchair.

"He has a brain tumor sir, he wont live longer than maybe two or so weeks." He followed.

The fox looked at me and he said, "You gonna fix me doc?"

I looked into his eyes and said, "Yeah, the operation will be painless."

I snapped my fingers and the soldier put his hands on the foxes neck.

SNAP!

He snapped his neck and the fox fell out the chair.

"Thank you." I said as I put him on another stretcher.

"No problem doc." He said as he left.

I placed them next to each other as I prepped for surgery.

The surgery is a version of cloning, or more like genetic replication. I take some STEM cells and some blood cells. I place them in a area that is similar to the body of a person, and the STEM cells copy the blood cells. The new blood cells copy everything of the old ones, including the DNA. What I am going to do here is that I will empty the blood of the sick fox, literary bleed him out to the last drop, and place the new blood in his body. The idea is, if I copy the stars DNA and put it in the dead fox, and temporary start the heart and organs, it should seem like this guy is the star.

The director is doing this so that we can dump a body in the city and that police wont look for the star. They will find the body, do tests on it, and it will say that this fox is the star. This process will take a few weeks, but will work. Now the only thing I have to do is make it looks like a murder to the sick fox…

Miles POV

"CREAM!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"TAILS!" she screamed in pleasure as I continued to thrust.

I felt myself release and my legs shake as she also released. I looked into her eyes and she kissed me.

"That was so good baby." She said.

"It sounded like it was good." I said with a smile as I lied down next to her.

"So, you will stop worrying about Marshall and relax?" she said.

"Yeah, if we can do it again soon." I said as I kissed her neck.

She moaned and pushed me away, "Maybe in a few days, if you are able to relax."

"Ok honey, I love you." I told her.

"I love you too." She said as she cuddled into my chest.

I closed my eyes as felt my self go to sleep…

Marshall POV

In the dream world…

As I laid in bed, I saw a female figure next to me.

"Morning Marshy." She said seductively.

"Morning." I replied.

"I got a present for you." She said as she took out a small shoebox.

"What is it?" I asked.

I took the box and opened it and I almost fainted. I saw a small baby, soaked in blood… his eyes were torn out, his lips were sealed shut, and his entrails were hanging.

"AHH!" I screamed as I dropped the box. I fell of the bed and the girl crawled to me.

"Baby was a bad boy… bad boys need to be punished…" she said as her voice became demented.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU!" I screamed as she got closer. She go her hands on my neck and said, "I am your wife, how can you forget?" Her eyes began to bleed and went black, her hand went to my mouth as I tried to scream, but no noise was made.

"Shh… you're going to wake up the baby…" she said sweetly.

Her hand went inside my mouth, going down my throat.

Normal POV

The woman's hand went down his throat as Marshall chocked. She grabbed onto his stomach, and she quickly ripped it out.

"Got to feed the baby…" she said.

She then had a claw out of her hand, she scratched a circle into Marshall's chest, and tapped it. Her hand then forced its way into his chest, and pulled out his heart. She held it in her hand as Marshall's eyes went wide in shock. She took a small bite into it and her voice slowly went to sweet sounding, to demented as she said "I love your fruit, don't make me go hungry baby… I…will…milk…you…dry…"