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This Place Reeks of Death...
How About a Break?
I Didn't Think So...
The room smells of booze, the floors tampered with stains and rips. The room is dark. Clean from any light. The room's appearance is shown with only one TV set. White noise begins to echo through the room and enters the far bedroom to the north of the TV. A figure begins to come out from the bedroom, with damp hair and his breath was heavy. He struggles to get to the kitchen, his legs limping, his arms like a 3 day old noodle. As soon as he got to the fridge, he saw a half empty bottle of Whiskey and a box of leftovers at a place called McClarens. He grabs the bottle of Whiskey and ponders what had happened last night, but the most concerned thought in his head was why didn't he buy a full bottle.
"Damn Federation," he whispers to himself as he pulls out a cigarette to smoke. "Why am I stuck like this. The other members are trained and give whatever the hell they want." he slams the fridge. "I trained for 20 long years from the day I was born and I am repaid like this. Stuck on this god damn planet of depression." He gets out his lighter and lights his cigarette. "When do I get my promised share?"
A loud ring sounds from the center of the room. He looks towards the ringing sound. "Why is anyone calling me?" he said. He walked slowly to his phone to examine who the caller is. "Damn Federation." he answers the phone in anger. "What the hell do you want Admiral?"
"You know what I want, Pi. You're one of the only best Lesson Agents we have." the man at the back end of the call took a deep breath of his cigarette and blew it out furiously.
"Aren't there others to take this? Why don't you get Arturo? He's the one you usually take."
"Because he died last month. If you don't remember, you and I attended his funeral about a couple weeks ago." he said angrily. "Next time if you wanna remember something, stop drinking so much, Pi."
"This is my life, Admiral. I remember you respectfully told me that my orders on life are mine and mine alone," he said. "Now, why did you have to call me at this time?" The Admiral let go of a sigh.
"Do you remember what I told you about... About Lt. Monsivais?" he dropped his Cigarette on the floor and stomped on it.
"You told me this would never happen."
"I know!" he said intently. "I know. He just was given a mission to hard for him. He won't complete this mission without his entire crew dying."
"So you plan me to take out Xavier because you think he can't complete his job?" he shouted. "What if he completes this mission like what Shey did? Her entire team died in one mission! And she can't get punished like what you're doing to Xavier?"
"I took a vow..." the Admiral said softly. "Admiral Silas, before I took his title, I made a vow to him and his daughter. I cannot do the same with Xavier."
"I'm not taking this job."
"The expect to have trouble at home. If you decline this, this end your life here."
"Why are you so content on me doing this?"
"Because the Council ordered me"
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The endless halls full of rust and cell doors splattered with aged blood and flesh. A clanking sound fills the hallways. First at a long distance, in a quiet sounding pace. As the clanking sounds faster and becomes faster and faster. Silas passes the halls in search for the lifeless signature. They were closer and closer.
"How far are we?"
"48 ft."
"Keep it going, bud." The get closer and closer to the signature as they make haste to find out who or what this signature is.
"20 ft." He said. "We are 14 ft."
"We're almost there, bud!" as Silas counted the numbers down, Xavier started to smile. The first time in 2 days he smiled in delight to find out this signature. Even though, he does not know if this signature is Tel.
"Hey!" Xavier shouted. "Has the signature moved, Silas?"
"Slightly."
"Then how did you even find it?"
"I am a multipurpose droid, I have enhanced radar signals and other enhanced protocols." Their conversation is interrupted once they find Tel's robotic body on the floor.
"Tel!" Xavier cries as Silas' eyes turn into a dark shade of blue. His arm looked as if his arm was ripped from his torso and was thrown to the other end of the room. Silas' eyes changed again to a lighter shade of yellow.
"I can fix him." He said. "I need you to get his forearm." Xavier looked intently at Silas. "Get his forearm." his eyes changed to a furious red color as he stared at Xavier.
Without hesitating, Xavier snatched Tel's arm and gave it to Silas as he was working on him quickly. Sparks flew, tools and parts flew around in Silas' multiple hands. Xavier was amazed at what he could do.
Xavier stared at Tel's limp body ware his arm he gave to him. The Paladin Armor he wore when he completed his first mission. He almost saw himself in that armor. A past friend's face began to linger in his mind.
Silas was nearing finish, while Xavier watched nervously. Tel's eyes began to flicker as SIlas began getting closer and closer to finishing and Xavier feeling more satisfied with what they had done. "I am finished." Tel's eyes began to flicker on, he looks around the room and sees Xavier and Silas.
"Am I okay?" he said. "Only thing I remember was seeing a Bloodseeker storming at me and my visual camera bugging out." Xavie sighed with relief. Tel and Xavier began to smile at each other. SIlas' eyes began to turn into a bright green.
"It's nice to see you kicking, Tel." Silas grabbed Tel by the torso and embraced him. Silas began to hug him tightly, embracing him more.
"You're crushing me, Silas!" he cried. "Please let me go." Silas left his grip go and put him gently down.
"Don't die, friend."
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"How sweet." Nicholas watches Xavier carefully as Shey's blood stained the floor. There was a cold feeling in the room. No one was speaking. Just afraid. Afraid to speak, move or breathe. When Psycho started his torture, he doesn't want any to interrupt. "You seem tired-"
"You already said that, you b*tch." Jell's anger was showed. He lips were curled and her eyes were flaring down to the floor.
"Oh... I did." he said awkwardly. "I guess that eye was a bit too much for her. I think we should amputate it." Jell's eyes started to show fear.
"Please don't do this!"
"But if we don't she'll lose all the blood flow in her head. We gotta do this, Jaelan" Tears began to run down Jell's face. "You don't want to have brain dead, right?" Psycho grabbed Jell's hair and made her watch her love's body get mutilate by his men.
Shey's limp and unconscious body was pulled up to show her empty socket. One of the men got a scolding hot branding wand and placed on the socket. The same thought began to go through Jell's head. "It's to help her. Xavier will rescue us. It's to help her. Xavier will rescue us. It's to help her. Xavier will rescue us."