Director Jones sat before his monitor waiting for the moment if truth, his meeting with 05 over the 8812 breach was about to take place.
The screen flickered and from the foundation logo it changed to that same statue like stillness as the shadowed over council sat in silence.
05-10: Zolgamax... We cannot emphasize how disappointed we are in this news of 8812... You told us in confidence containment wouldn't be an issue.
05-05: Less then a week later he's out without a trace, your report says 8812 used some sort of teleportation?
Dir. Jones: Yes, it would seem he was outside the primary effect radius-
05-05: And Zweihander failed to initiate at all?
Dir. Jones: He created an illusion for MTF to enter his room to via key card-
05-10: Why is it all the concerns we had you assured us about came true?
Dir. Jones: I admit I was wrong about 8812 development-
05-01: Enough.
The entire council and Zolgamax froze as 05-01 spoke.
05-01: I'll get to the point, you are not terminated Zolgamax.
Dir. Jones: Oh! Thank you-
05-01: Not. Yet. We can salvage this operation but this is your last chance considering your years of service.
Dir. Jones: ... I see...
05-01: While your site has been preoccupied... Rebuilding... We've managed to find a lead... A reason why 8812 chose that day of all days to escape... We've sent that information to your research team and your personal files as well as to the necessary teams associated with 8812 capture.
Dir. Jones: Which teams would those be? If I may ask...
05-01: MTF Pi-1, Omega-12, Gamma-6, Delta-5, and ETA-10.
05-09: Or more commonly known as City Slickers, Achilles' Heel, Deep Feeders, Front Runners, and See-No-Evil.
Dir. Jones: Is that-
05-01: Necessary? You underestimated the creature once before why question the help now... You have work to do Zolgamax... Get too it...
The screen goes back, Zolgamax's head falls into his hands as he starts laughing to himself, a grey line between relived laughs and terrified sobs but he quickly composes himself.
Dir. Jones: Right... Work needs to be done... And this time... I'll see him dead before he runs again...
.: 1 Week Later :.
Sitting in the back of a bus reading a month old celebrity gossip magazine was Y/n, hood up and glasses on minding his own business as anyone on the run would be.
Y/N: I don't know who Bill Cosby is but you can't write a man a get-out-of-jail-free card in return for a testimony and him NOT use it decades later... 'The knife of the friend hurts more then the knife of your foe' as they say, oh well...
Y/n was heading cross country to a boat terminal destined to cross the ocean towards Britain. His peace and harmony was interrupted by two spanish men having an argument over a arm rest.
Spanish Man #1: Aleja tu gordo brazo de mí!
Spanish Man #2: Que demonios? que paso estuviste bien hace un minuto ...
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