The Second Coming.
Also known as Code 214.
Was seen knocking out one of the most dangerous Failed Experiments. Which is highly risky to let this Anomaly/Entity be out in the open like this.
We are planning on capturing this dangerous Anomaly/Entity in a few weeks. Agent Shady and his team will handle this Mission.
Log #204 ends here.
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Second wakes up on his bed. A scar from Dark's stab was on his chest. That was just months ago. For some reason, Shady and his team had trouble tracking down Second Coming. And it was troubling because if they don't catch Second by now, Their rank will go from Agents to Guards. Body Guards are the lowest.
Second stretches out his limbs before getting out of bed. As soon as he opens the door, Alan instantly pounced at him and hugged his adoptive son tightly. "YOU NEARLY SCARED ME TO DEATH SECOND! I THOUGHT YOU WERE KILLED THERE!" Alan yelled as he hugged him tightly.
"Wha- huh? What do you mean?" Second asked confused. Alan just looks at him with an "Are you dumb?" look. "Don't you remember? You nearly killed someone! Let alone a Failed Experiment.." Alan muttered the last part to himself.
"I-I NEARLY KILLED SOMEONE!?" Second yelped. Clearly panicking. "A-AM I TARGETED? OH GOODNESS- WHAT IF I GET TO JAIL!????" Second rambled about being scared to go to Jail or worse.
"Second calm down! You won't go to jail!" Alan tries to console his son as the young artist paced back and forth with a panicked expression. "How am I gonna calm down when IMIGHTGETTOJAILFORNEARLYKILLINGSOMEONE!" (i might get to jail for nearly killing someone) Second said with so much panic overflowing.
"just calm down! That was months ago!" "MONTHS AGO??!??" Second then fell to the floor from the amount of shocking information given to him. He was asleep for months? That is something for a coma.
"I can't with this information.." Second muttered. He lied down as his imaginary soul nearly left his slender/skinny body. After a few moments of silence Second sat up with a tired and scared look. "I don't like this.." Second muttered.
"You won't get caught. As long they won't figure out your name and looks you won't" Alan comforted as he ruffled Second's hair. Who only pouted but had a worried look. "What are we gonna do now?" Second gets up from sitting down on the floor and fidgets his hands.
"well, for now you're gonna stay at home for a few weeks. And hopefully, you won't be recognized in public" Alan planned out. Second only nodded. "I feel more energized though" Second pointed out. Smiling as he went to the kitchen to make some toast.
"Atleast you're awake now Sec" Alan smiles before going to his workplace to continue his animation project. Second enjoyed his brunch as he watched some shows on TV. Then he decided to switch to the news.
"Breaking News! Yesterday at exact midnight, one of the most famous Facilities' experiments, Escaped! And nearly killed seventy People and Sticks! Please be careful where you go, because they are still roaming around Sunnyside Brook Avenue! Stay safe and good afternoon from Sticks News"
The regret Second had when he opened the news. He sighed, a bit scared. He then got up from the couch and decided to help Alan with animating. He went upstairs and went to Alan's workspace. "hey dad?" Second called out. Alan turned around and looked at Second.
"oh, hey Sec. Need anything?" Alan asks as he puts down his stylus. "Well uh, do you need help animating?" "I guess yeah. Been trying to draw this tendril-like animation for a few hours now" They both smiled as they got to work.
While they were animating, Second decided to ask something. "Have you heard the news about yesterday?" Alan stopped working and looked at Second. "Yeah i did. Why?" Alan then continues his animating. "Well, this 'experiment' is near our avenue. Will we survive..?" Second asks with fear and concern. Like a child explaining their nightmare and is afraid of it being true.
"of course we can survive! Just stay hidden and quiet at night. Since you sleep early that would be very easy" Alan reassured his child. "let's continue this animation. Then we'll get some food" Second hesitantly nodded and continued animating with his dad.
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somewhere near Becker's estate..
"Code #214 is inside the house with a human named Alan Becker. Proceed the operation or wait till they sleep?" Primal whispered through his com. After a few statics, there was a response. "wait till they have sleep" "Copy that" Primal watches closely at the two animators cleaning up some stuff before going to cook some dinner.
Inside the house, Alan was putting down the last meal of the night before taking a seat beside Second. They then started eating their dinner. Primal could only wait and watch. Observing anything suspicious or something related to the incident a few months ago.
"the food is always good when you cook Dad!" Second praises his adoptive dad. Eating more of the food. "Well you did help so it is extra delicious" Alan answered as he took a bite of his food. After a while they finished their food. Second took the dishes and washed them while Alan cleaned up the table.
"I'm gonna get to bed now Al, goodnight!" Second hugs his dad before going to his room. Despite being 17, he still slept with plushies. The plushies he had were three hollow-heads. One dark grey, one slight dark red, and one black. He got to his bed and cuddled with his plushies.
What Second and Alan know, Second is still targeted.
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(AAANNNNDDDDDD THAT'S THE PROLOGUE! This took me two days to finish. And it REALLY depends on the length of each chapter. There will be tons of warnings in the next chapters. Reader's health is more important than the book! And the avenue thing is just generated lmao- Hope you enjoy the prologue! see you in the next update)
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