Raven Wolf - 05 - The Abandoned - Chapter 15 by Kurapika < Submission

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Chapter Fifteen

“It’s my fault… it’s all my fault…” A young coyote pup wearing a thick metal collar and the number 1286-02 tattooed on the inside of his ear is huddled upon the ground, his arms are wrapped tightly around him as he sobs with tears running down his face.

Several others that look almost identical to him also fill the room that he is in, all of them are quiet with disconsolate looks on their faces. They all knew the fate that is quickly approaching them, batches of Super Soldiers that are made to gather in this room never come back from it, it is where you waited to be terminated, to face your execution.

One of the children approaches the crying boy, he has double zeros at the end of his identification number. “It’s not your fault, we were made defective. There’s nothing any of us could have done about it.”

Two looks up to him. “No, I was the one that did it, if I hadn’t had done that we would still be alive.”

Zero shakes his head. “We’re all the same, any one of us could have reacted in such a way, just because you were the first to does not make it your fault. What’s done is done, there’s nothing that any of us can do about it now.”

A door to the room opens, several True Bloods make their way inside and begin to file the children out. Zero looks back to Two. “This isn’t the end, though we will never wake up again and our bodies will die, our souls will live on, so when we open our eyes we will be in a better place.”

Two frowns at him. “That’s not real! That’s just nonsense the guards like to whisper to one another.”

Zero shakes his head. “No Two listen, when we wake up once more we’ll be in a place where we can’t feel pain, were we don’t have to fight or be hurt anymore. No more training, no more experiments, where nothing bad will ever happen. Best of all, we’ll all be there, we’ll be together evermore, and there will be nothing that can separate us.”

He holds his hand out for Two to take. “So there’s no reason to cry, and no reason to be afraid.”

Two reaches up to place his hand in Zero’s, his companions figure disappears before he is able to, the boy looks around him to find that he is no longer in the room anymore, he is now in a landfill, the bodies of his companions thrown among it, discarded as if they are no more meaningful than garbage.

“Why…” He looks down to his trembling hands, it's not supposed to turn out this way. “We weren’t supposed to be separated… we were all supposed to be together… I wasn’t supposed to wake up again… I wasn’t supposed to be alone.”

The voice of a young boy begins to call out to get his attention. “Hey… hey!”

Alistair slowly opens his eyes waking from the sleep he had fallen into, he is tired and groggy as he tries to get some kind of bearing on his surroundings.

The small voice continues to address Alistair. “Are you alright? You were crying in your sleep.”

Alistair lets out a sigh as he lifts his sleeve to his head, wiping any evidence of that away. “I don’t have time for you Zero.”

“I’m not Zero.”

Alistair pauses for a moment, realizing that the voice that now speaks to him is indeed different than Zero’s. He looks over towards the voice and spots a young wolverine near him, he is the boy in the folder that he had been sent to retrieve from the True Bloods. “Oh… it’s Brat.”

The boy frowns at him not amused. “My name isn’t Brat either! It’s Bret.”

Alistair turns away from the boy as he pushes himself up, he looks down to his stomach to find his uniform stained with blood, a hole is in his jacket that had been made by a knife in the center of it. He places his hand on the wound, it has partially finished healing by now. He looks from himself as he starts to scan his surroundings, he is in a small apartment with very little furniture in it, the only articles of significance are a beacon that rests near a computer set up that a True Blood now sits at work.

Alistair’s ears lay flat against his head as he bares his teeth in a snarl, the coyote silently gets to his feet and swiftly moves to attack him.

Professor Genesis speaks up. “I wouldn’t-” A small warning beep sounds as a painful jolt of electricity suddenly spreads through Alistair’s body, the super solider lets out a painful scream before hitting the ground. “I guess it’s a little too late to warn you then.”

Alistair reaches up towards his neck, grabbing onto the metal collar that has been placed around him. There are not many True Bloods that have the knowledge needed to craft such a thing. “You have a locksmith here?”

Genesis shakes his head no. “Unfortunately they’re all back at the colony, what you have on you is a new experimental model designed for subjugation of species outside of the fortress. It only locks once and can’t be opened again without a locksmith, also the usual area controls that would normally keep wilds contained to specific locations is a little bit different. It’s programmed to keep you within a specific number of feet with within my location, as well as a specific number of feet away from me, to keep you from running away or attacking me of course.”

He turns around to face Alistair who is now in the process of getting back to his feet. “Try to keep that in mind will you, the device is still in its experimental stages, although it doesn’t pack as much of a punch as the ones back at the colony it’s still pretty painful and can be lethal. We’ve had several incidents during testing where once the disciplinary shock was given it wouldn’t stop and resulted in the subjects death. I need to bring you back alive and healthy so I suggest you behave yourself as to keep from experiencing that fate.”

Alistair stares over at Genesis from where he is, the professor looks pleased with the fact that he isn't moving to attack him again. “Smart choice, you’re batch was always relatively cleaver for combat models.”

Alistair lets out a threatening growl. “Don’t think I won’t figure out a way to rip that smug smile off of your face.”

Genesis crosses his arms. “Doubtful. Now a few questions if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t really have much of a choice do I? I can’t help but respond to any question you ask me.”

“I suppose you’re right.” He moves his laptop in front of him as he begins typing on it. “I took the liberty of examining you while you were unconscious. I have to say I was surprised, you’re smaller than you should be, you should be taller and more filled out. I assume this was due to the poison you were injected with, you were given it when your body was still in the process of ageing so your physical growth in concerns to muscle and height could have been stunted.”

Alistair frowns at the comment. “You don’t stab people half to death and then give them the look over, that’s creepy. You’re creepy.”

Genesis ignores the comment. “What I found the most interesting about you is your face. How exactly did you manage to get scarred like that? There’s nothing in your records ever indicating that your regeneration capabilities were unstable, and you healed from your stab wound to the stomach exactly as expected. So why didn’t your face heal up a simple scratch?”

Alistair doesn’t look pleased with the reminder. “Geez jumping to the most sensitive topics? Can’t even warm me up with some smaller questions first?”

“Answer the question 1286-02.”

Alistair stares back at him. “I got scratched by a cursed wolf.”

The professor is rather confused by this information. “Cursed?” He sighs to himself this does not make any logical sense. “There must have been some kind of unknown contaminants in his claws, or some other kind of variable in concern to the situation. Clearly you’re not even sure why you scared up like that.”

Alistair crosses his arms as he shrugs his shoulders. “It isn’t the first time this has happened. Sometimes the wounds heal up just fine, but then sometimes they don’t heal completely, I’ve got a fair amount of scars hidden under my well groomed coat.”

Genesis seems confused to hear this information. “This is not a normal occurrence, you either don’t have problems healing or you do. It shouldn’t fluctuate.”

“It’s the truth. You know that I can’t lie to you.”

The professor hums to himself, this abnormality is something that should be looked into. “I’ll have to look into it as soon as possible.” He continues with his questioning. “Have you had any mates since you escaped?”

Alistair lets out a sneer. “Probably more that you have.”

“Answer the question.”

The Super Soldier proves to be difficult when it comes to answering this one. “Of what importance would such an answer be?”

“This question is making you surprisingly hostile.” He begins to explain, the question is a completely logical one. “Most all of the Super Soldier batches had reproductive capabilities, you and the other Super Soldiers that are still alive are very important samples that we need to secure, if there happens to be more samples available than it’s important for us to gather those as well.”

Alistair lets out a smirk. “You don’t have to worry about any of that from me.”

“And the other Super Soldiers?”

Alistair thinks back to the others. “Vaan never pulls himself away from the computer, there’s no way that he would have any kids. Chase sleeps twenty four seven so he doesn’t have any either. Zack doesn’t even know how to treat someone nice let alone land himself a girlfriend. Kane though, he has at least one.”

“You’re referring to number 0031-74?”

Alistair nods his head yes. “A daughter, I don’t know what she looks like or her age. I don’t even know her name. He’s careful not to mention her around anyone even the other Super Soldiers, though I don’t blame him considering that the military might want to collect the kid and bring her in to see if she could be classified as a weapon.

“I guess I wasn’t surprised when I realized. Kane’s batch number 0031, that means that he was one of the first batches of Super Soldier’s created, he’s in his thirties by now. The rest of us range from twenty five to eighteen years old. Kane didn’t join the military until he was twenty, unlike the rest of us who were obtained when we were children Kane had a whole life before approaching the military and announcing himself as a weapon, so it’s very likely for him to have had a kid in that amount of time.”

“How are you so sure he has one?”

Alistair grins at the question. “I got him to admit it to me. Kane was peculiar compared to the rest of us, we Super Soldiers don’t get paid, nor do we really need to. We’re weapons that belong to the military, so they make sure that we’re taken care of when it comes to the basic necessities. Regardless of this though, Kane will seek out and complete jobs for the other Soldiers at the base. All of it was paid under the table type work, you know, the kind of jobs that usually result in someone going missing. Anyway despite the money he would make doing these jobs he never had a cent on him.

“Money doesn’t just vanish into thin air, I was curious to know where it was going so I looked into it one day, ended up following him off base shortly after he had just gotten paid. He caught me while I was tailing him though, he was pretty angry with being followed so we ended up getting into a fight.” He sighs to himself. “It was the most boring fight I had even been in when up against a fellow Super Soldier… as much as I like attacking other Super Soldiers Kane is the weakest of the combat models, the older models don’t last long against the more polished ones like me, regardless though he usually does his best to put up a fight, this time though he just gave up after getting his arm broken. He told me to go back to the base, and to not follow him. I agreed to but only if he told me what it was he was doing out here. I even threatened to report his activity if he didn’t tell me. ‘I’m going to see my daughter.’ That’s all he said before turning and leaving.”

“At that point I knew better then to pursue the matter, and I never asked him about it again. The less I knew the better it would be for the both of us. There’s a possibility that he could have been lying to me and just said something shocking enough to catch me off guard, but I think he was telling the truth.”

Professor Genesis records the information that Alistair is telling him into the computer. “You seem pretty convinced. I’ll be sure to add her as a potential target for my colleague to round up.”

Alistair grins at the comment. “Speaking of Levi, where is he?”

The professor seems surprised to learn that Alistair knows who it is that had come with him on this particular mission. “Levi never mentioned encountering you since entering the city.”

“I found out about him being here without having to encounter him. We go back me and him.”

Geneses thinks the information over. “Levi did mention that he used to be a control officer on the super soldier project… though I didn’t suspect that any of the subjects would have known any of the officers names.”

“Our relationship was unique to say the least.” He crosses his arms. “So, are you done questioning me?”

“Not yet. What is your relationship with the Earth Source?”

Alistair is somewhat confused by the question. “The heck is that?”

“Well he sent you to get the boy back didn’t he? He must trust you if he’s given you such a task.”

Alistair raises an eyebrow. “You mean General Dmitri?” He laughs at the accusation. “Dmitri doesn’t trust me, he probably sent me after you because he hates me. Either I succeed in my mission and kill the True Bloods that are targeting him or you guys kill me in my attempts. Either way he gets rid of one of the thorns in his side.”

Geneses lets out a disproving grumble. “That’s not the reaction we were hoping to get from him.” He waves Alistair off. “If I have any more questions I’ll be sure to ask you, for now you return to where you were, might as well make yourself comfortable while you’re here.”

Alistair turns away from him as he heads back towards the corner of the room he had woken up in, the child that now sits there stares up at him as he watches him sit on the ground near him and lean back against the wall they are up against. He questions Alistair now that he is back. “You came here to get me?”

Alistair nods his head as he points to the Professor. “And kill him and his partner.”

The boy looks to the uniform that Alistair is wearing. “Are you from the military?”

Alistair sighs in no mood to be answering a child’s questions, especially if the answers are obvious ones. “What do you think I just wear the uniform for the fun of it? Of course I’m from the military!”

The boy continues to question him. “Who’s Zero?”

“Hey kid. Just because I was answering all of his questions doesn’t mean I’m going to answer all of yours. So just sit down and shut up.”

Bret looks from Alistair over toward Geneses. “Who are these people… and what are they?”

Alistair groans as he looks to the boy. “Did you not pick up on that antisocial vibe I was trying to give you?”

“Are you going to get us out of here?”

“Not if you don’t stay quiet so that you can let me think of a way out.”

Bret continues to question Alistair. “Why are you so sensitive about your face? You said that was the most sensitive topic for you when he asked you about the scratches on it.”

Alistair holds either side of his head. “If the hallucinations weren’t making me crazy enough! Now I have to put up with you too! My sanity is soon going to be a thing of the past.”

Bret sighs as he holds his legs to his chest and once again wraps his tail around him, he glances at Alistair one more time before going silent. “You shouldn’t feel bad about the scratches… I think they make you look cool…”

Alistair gives an annoyed grunt as he turns away from the boy only to find Zero standing on the other side of him, Alistair gives a frightened yelp as he quickly jumps back from him, moving past Bret and hitting the wall on the other side of him.

Bret stares at Alistair for a moment, he then looks in the direction that the coyote is staring in not seeing anything at all. He is unable to tell what it is Alistair is so scared of.

*******

Dolly, Eighteen and Naida make their way through the dark halls of the museum, Dolly comes to a stop and gets the attention of her companions so that they will do so as well. She points down a hall adjacent to the one they are currently in. “The security room is just down there, we should check on Lumia.”

Eighteen doesn’t seem to want to go along with the suggestion. “We have more important things to worry about.”

Dolly frowns at the comment. “She’s just a little girl! You said that he’s probably attacked her first before approaching us. We need to make sure that she’s alright!”

Naida is surprised to hear this. “A little girl!? There’s a child in this building that’s been attacked!?”

Eighteen sighs there's not much he can say against the idea now that it is two against one. “Fine, we’ll check on her, but keep your eyes open, we’re still being hunted by an invisible True Blood.” He runs ahead of them down the hall towards the security room, intent on getting this over with as quickly as possible.

The group soon reach the security room, Dolly walks into the dark room, her foot hits something that is on the floor, Dolly kneels down to see what it is, finding the robot parts that Lumia was always found working on strewn about the floor along with the flashlight Lumia had been using once the power had gone out.

Dolly picks up the flashlight, checking to see if it still works, fixing the batteries that had been knocked loose and switching it on, the wolf uses the light to search through the room, everything in it is even more of a mess than it usually is. Soon the light falls on Lumia’s figure, Dolly moves towards the young girl lying upon the ground and looks her over, she holds the flashlight out to her companions. “Someone hold this for me.”

Naida takes the flashlight as she watches Dolly begin to check Lumia’s vitals. “The poor girl… is she going to be alright?”

Eighteen stands by the entrance of the room, not going inside as he keeps watch in the hall he is in. A surprised look fills his face when he spots something, the hall they are in connects to the museum front foyer that currently has a familiar figure standing outside it’s glass doors. “Captain Mort is here.”

Naida looks back to Eighteen. “What? How did he get in here?”

Eighteen shakes his head that's not the situation. “No, he’s stuck outside of the building, it looks like he’s trying to get inside.”

He enters the room for a moment, grabbing onto Naida and dragging her with him, leaving the room and making his down the hall towards the entrance.

Dolly looks up from what she is doing when the light that Naida had been holding up for her leaves. “Chase what are you doing!?”

Chase calls back to her. “Stay there with Lumia. He doesn’t need to know that you’re here too.”

Eighteen takes Naida over to the glass doors, raising his gun and pointing to Naida as he calls out to the jackal that currently has his back turned to them. “Captain.”

Mort recognizes the voice calling his name, he turns back to the doors of the museum to find Eighteen and Naida staring at him on the other side of the musiume doors, Eighteen points his gun at the young girl that he has been given the task of protecting. “Lockheart, what are you doing!?”

Eighteen gets right to the point. “I have Naida Kelpie, the girl you are supposed to be guarding. If you want her back alive then you will follow my instructions.”

Mort frowns at the order, though his voice was the same the tone is off and the words he is saying are not something he would have ever expected to hear from Chase. Something about him has drastically changed from the last time he has seen him. “What happened to you? You’re not acting like yourself.”

“Do you want her back alive or not?”

Mort grunts as he stares down at the soldier, indeed he does not want Naida hurt or dead. “What do you want?”

Eighteen begins to give him instructions. “Somewhere out there is an electronic device that is causing an electric barrier to surround this building and keeps us trapped inside. I want you to find it and destroy it.”

Mort looks around the building, not spotting anything of that sort. “There’s nothing out here.”

A loud crashing sound echo’s throughout the halls of the museum, Naida worriedly looks back. “I think the True Blood found the others.”

Mort looks back to Naida. “True Blood?”

Eighteen raises his voice above the noise as he tries to get Mort’s mind back on the task at hand. “Find the device. It’s somewhere on the outside of the building, look for it!”

Mort turns away from him as he makes his way from the doorway and begins searching the building for the device that Eighteen is talking about.

Naida looks over to Eighteen. “You’re not really going to shoot me are you?”

Eighteen glances back at her. “Of course not, you’re a Source, if I killed you it is very likely that I would cause the end of the world.”

Dolly watches from the hall remaining out of Mort’s sight, she looks down to Lumia whom she has pulled out of the room. Though the young girl is wounded and unconscious her condition isn't life threatening, at least from what Dolly can tell.

She looks down the hall into the museum, the sounds of fighting are able to be heard through them. She is unable to go help her companions as that would mean she would have to head off alone, Eighteen and Naida both need to get Mort to cooperate.

*******

Zack begins to slow his run, he looks back to see if he can catch a glimpse of anyone that might be following him, not seeing or hearing footsteps of any kind yet.

He looks around him to see if he can recognize where he is, not wanting to inadvertently run himself into an area that might be filled with soldiers.

Zack isn’t given the chance to figure out this information when he spots a distorted wave of movement near him, Zack reacts quickly and raises his arms to guard against the blow that he is soon hit hard with, the force sends him flying back into the metal building behind him, the sound of his body hits the metal side echoing throughout the streets that they are in.

Zack winces in pain as he holds onto the arm that has taken most of the blow. His mouth hangs open as he breathes heavily as he tries to breath in and out instead of letting out loud screams of pain, his left arm has been broken by the attack.

He looks toward the area the attack had come from, something that is cloaked had to be there, what it is though Zack has no idea, a blow that hard should not be able to executed by a True Blood, not even one that is wearing a suit that enhances combat strength. “What the hell was that!?”

The doors the houses the True Bloods live in begin to open as several of them emerge from their homes to inspect the loud noise that has woken them from their sleep, Zack quickly runs and hides from sight, being sure to run away from the area where he had gotten hit by the invisible figure, Zack is able to hear heavy footsteps as the unseen figure gives chase.

Zack glances back, from the sound of it the True Blood that is chasing him is much bigger than him, but also slower, meaning that he should be able to outrun his pursuer.

He winds his way through the streets to try and cut from his pursuer’s view, he comes to a stop and holds his body flat against the wall as he listens, the footsteps of the figure that are chasing him get louder as they get closer to his location, but then grow fainter when they pass him and continue on.

Zack lets out a sigh of relief as he begins to look around him, it's only a matter of time before he is found again, there though are not many places for him to hide.

He tries to get a grasp on his situation. He has been found by military soldiers there's no doubt, only members of the military have access to equipment like that, and even for members of the military they would need to be exceptionally skilled, as most soldiers had to remove the cloaking when attempting to fight, very few able to fight when not being able to see their own body and where the blows or weapons might land, anything they hold or touch also get effected by the cloaking devices.

There were two pursuers at the least, probably more than that, as the military wouldn’t send just a group of two to fight a Super Soldier of all things. At the same time though there couldn’t be a whole lot of them, as the larger the group is the easier it would be for him to spot and even for them to run into one another.

Zack holds onto his broken arm, at least one of them is strong, much too strong for him to attempt to deal with. From what he can tell he had been hit by a very large, heavy bludgeoning object, possibly made of metal, Zack is unable to recall any kind of True Blood weapon that can possibly match a description like that, it has to be something new developed after he had managed to escape.

Zack spots an open window down the alley he is in, he looks from either side of him before quickly making his way over to it, scaling the building and making his way inside the building in an attempt to hide himself. He searches the room for anything that might be able to help him, it has nothing of use it only holds children’s toys and a bed that holds a sleeping child within it.

He sighs to himself as he tries to look out the window while keeping himself hidden, while also keeping as still and silent as possible as to not wake the child in the room. He can't stay here, if that kid wakes up and saw him they would probably start screaming in fear and then everyone in the city would be on him.

He makes his way to the door of the room, quietly opens it and enters the rest of the house, he carefully slinks down the hall as to not get caught, Zack soon finds the kitchen taking a knife from a set that is on the counter to arm himself with. Though the blade is thin and not very useful against any armour his pursuers might have it is still better than nothing.

He looks up the light in the kitchen, though the power was right now off it still reminds him that he needs to somehow make his way down to the facility underneath the fortress that supplies the city with its power.

The entrance has to be somewhere here in the working district, but where?

He freezes when he hears footsteps outside of the building he is in, Zack ducks and keeps low to the ground and he listens, using the knife he is holding to try and catch a view of the outside there does not look to be anyone out there, the footsteps have to belong to one of his cloaked pursuers.

He listens carefully as they pass by, there is something odd about the way the soldier walk, the left leg sounds a lot heavier than their right, this one is clearly not the one that had attacked him with the weapon, they are possibly the other that he had caught a glimpse of when in the scrap yard.

He gets to his feet upon hearing the figure pass by, quietly opening the window to the kitchen and then making his way back outside, now begins to follow the figure, trying to gauge their exact position by the sound of their footsteps.

Zack dashes forward, grabbing onto the figure hooking his left arm around her neck and holding her in place, his arm is still healing and not able to do much more than that, he then takes the knife he's holding and thrusts it down toward their chest lodging the blade onto a device on their chest and beginning to pry it loose, Zack then grabs tightly onto the device he has prying loose and pulling, electric sparks flying as he rips the device free, the cloak flickers until it stops working, Zack had broken and removed it from her armour.

Zack throws the broken device to the ground, True Bloods are much easier to deal with once that is gone.

The True Blood though does not easily cooperate despite the fact her cloaking device is destroyed, she grabs onto the hand Zack holds her neck and pulls the knife away from her, she then lifts Zack off of the ground and throws him to the ground in front of her. Zack manages to catch his balance and hit the ground with his feet, he stares back at the figure that has managed to get the better of him, a surprised look fills his face once he sees her figure. “You’re not a True Blood.”

The woman stares back at him she is of spaniel dog decent with a coat of white and brown, the arm that she had used to throw Zack over her completely void of fur, her arm completely made of metal, her right also looks to be machine like. She stares at Zack as she speaks up, the message sends to her teammates over the frequency they are using. “I have him.”

Zack looks over to the emblem on the shoulder of her uniform, even if she wasn’t a True Blood she is still working with them as a member of their military. He pushes his weight against her slamming the right side of her into the building by them, she is rather easy for him to actually throw off balance because of the uneven weight distribution the metal arm and from the sound of her footsteps, her metal leg that are both on her left side are causing her.

Zack pulls free of her grip turning and running once again, he needs to get out of here before her alerted teammates reach this area.

“An arm made of metal… the one that hit me must have had the same thing done to them.” He falls silent when he hears two sets of footsteps begin to chase after him, he looks back unable to see anyone following him.

A female’s voice calls out to him, her tone holds a mocking tone to it. “You’re making this more difficult than it needs to be.”

Her companion responds to the comment she has made. “Don’t patronize him just catch him.”

The other lets out a groan, she speaks up once again, this time speaking trough the radio to her other teammates. “What the heck December! I thought you said you had him! So why am I finding myself chasing him?”

“He got away from me.”

“Oh well I’m not surprised, they always get away from you! Honestly I can completely understand why your dumb batch was terminated.”

Her companion speaks up once more. “That’s enough May. We’re a team, that means we work together, and working together means that we accept and work with one another’s faults as well.”

“Yeah but her faults are the only ones that continuously compromise our missions.”

“I’ll be sure to write down your concerns into the report. Now keep your mind on the objective.”

May gives out a frustrated groan of disapproval. “Whatever.”

Zack comes to a stop as he abruptly turns back to face his pursuers, planting his feet firmly onto the ground and leaping towards them, attacking the one that had last spoken up, guessing her position from her loud voice, Zack hits and throws them both to the ground, the unseen girl lets out a surprised scream when she hits the ground.

“May!” The other figure stops as she searches around her, the camouflage has also taken to Zack after the two bodies had connected. She speaks in her radio, the situation is not to their liking. “October get over here now!”

The woman’s voice that holds a deeper tone responds. “I’m here, but I don’t see him.”

“He’s somewhere with May!”

The two fall silent as they listen, there are no longer any sounds of any struggling or fighting, all they can hear is silence. The woman that has been organizing the others gives a frustrated growl, the camouflage on her armour disappears and reveals her, she descends from a ring tailed lemur bloodline, her right arm as well as both of her eyes artificial and machine like. “Great, now the target has a cloaking device, of all the ways our job could have gotten more difficult.”

Her companion does the same also turning off her device, she is large and has grizzly bear features, both her arms are made out metal, though looking much stronger and heavier than her companions. “He’s one of the top six in his batch, that makes him a first class Super Soldier, did you really think we would have stood a chance?”

The lemur makes a frown as she looks back to the bear. “There were four of us.”

October nods her head. “You remember how strong the top six in your batch were don’t you? Do you think that four of you could take on one of them?”

December catches up to the group, she looks the two over with concern. “Did he damage your suits as well?”

October shakes her head no. “We lost him, no need to waste the suit’s power when he’s not around to chase.”

December continues to look around her. “Where’s May?”

“The target got her.”

December becomes nervous after hearing this. “I knew this was a bad idea… we can’t catch a First Class Super Soldier. It was dumb of us to think that we could try!”

The lemur pulls out a communication device, she uses it to contact their superiors. “Orders are orders, it’s not like we had much of a choice.” A holographic screen holding the image of Commander General Zephyr appears over the device. “Commander General Sir. We lost the target, as well as May. He managed to capture both her and the hardware she was equipped with, so the target may now be equipped with a cloaking device and weapons.”

The Commander General is not happy to hear this. “You four were Super Soldiers, you should have been able to handle him.”

December speaks up to correct him. “Only three of were Super Soldiers. May is a Bio Machine. As for us only one of us was a First Class Super Soldier… and he’s the only one that didn’t come because he can’t perform stealth missions.”

The bear laughs at the comment. “You can’t perform stealth missions yet you still tag along.”

December ignores the comment as she continues to speak. “You need to send him if you want that target caught. He’s the only one of us that was ranked in the top six.”

The Commander General nods his head. “I’ll see what I can do, for now you three need to locate him, and retrieve the Bio Machine. Professor Genesis will not be happy to learn that she has gone missing, so I would appreciate you get her back before Genesis is next scheduled to check in. I’ll have the laboratory send her tracking signal to you. If she’s not a Super Soldier and doesn’t have an electronic collar then that means she’s implanted with a tracking device, she probably even has one built it seeing as she’s a Bio Machine.”

The transmission ends and the lemur lets out a sigh as she looks to her companions. “How does he possibly expect us to be as effective as an actual healthy Super Solider that has managed to survive an execution? We may have been Super Soldiers at one point but that project ended after we were scheduled for disposal. Most our life after that has been us learning how to flipping pick up a cup or in December’s case walk again. We’ve only been able to train in combat again for the last two years, compared that to someone who’s probably continued going through military training his whole life and we’re a bunch of rookies.”

The bear grins at the accusation. “Speak for yourself July, I don’t know about you two but I had that Super Soldier on the run. One punch and I was able to break him and cause him to retreat.”

July looks back to her, the lemur does not want her companion to be over confident in her capabilities and get herself in trouble. “You caught him off guard, it wouldn’t have been the same story if he were prepared for you.”

“Believe what you want.”

The holographic screen flashes on again, this one only gives them a map of the area and shows them the location of their companion, a rather frustrated look fills July’s face as she looks the data over. “He was able to get pretty far with her on such a short amount of time.”

December thinks this over. “She’s not putting up a fight, she was either knocked unconscious in the attack or she’s dead.”

“Let’s hope for the former option.” She hands the device with the holographic display to October. “You’re going to need that, both me and December have eye transplants that we can see the data through.”

October lets out a tired sigh. “I can’t use my cloaking if I have to be able to look at this for directions. Sometimes I wish I had gone blind or lost my eyes in the experiments like to two of you so that I could have such a convenient feature on me.”

December frowns at the comment. “No. You don’t.”

October shakes her head as she takes the clocking device that is attached to her armour, unlatching it and throwing it over for her to use. “Keep in mind that that’s mine, you get it broken like you did yours and you’ll find yourself having to replace yet another limb.”

December puts the device in place on her armour and switches it on and disappears from sight, July switches her cloaking device on as well soon after.

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