Luka Novak was a product of Deep State programs, hidden from the world most normal civilians knew of. Born into MK Ultra, modeled into the dark society to become a super soldier, battling other factions in the Deep State, battling extraterrestrial...
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The two men stood in front of Subornage as they looked around. A line of people lined up behind neon glowing ropes as they waited to go inside. "Of course we have to wait." Kyle stated as Luka smiled. "No, we don't." Luka stated as he started to walk towards the large, cyborg security guard. The machine turned towards the two men. "Novak, it's been a long time." He spoke as Luka smiled. They fist tapped. "Good to see you too, Quaison." Luka said with a smile as Kyle raised his eyebrow in confusion. "Don't make a mess like last time." Quaison stated as he let the two in. "It should be easy." Luka chuckled as Kyle followed him inside. "Again? I take it you have been here before." Kyle stated as the music got louder. "It just comes back to me. I don't understand." Luka admitted. "That's stupid." Kyle stated. "I know." Luka spoke as Kyle chuckled.
The music got louder as they went past the first doors into the nightclub. The music was loud as people danced around. Luka's wrist transceiver vibrated as he lifted his arm and clicked it. The holographic screen popped up as the images of the person they were looking for came up. "Keep your eyes peeled." Luka shouted over the music at Kyle as he stood behind him. Kyle nodded his head as the men split up and went searching. Luka moved around the right side near one of the bars. He leaned in and ordered a drink as he looked around. His corneal implants turned on as he scanned the room using identification as pictures of faces popped up with names and information and crime rep sheets popped up. He also scanned for weapons. He got his drink as he kept his elbow on the bar and took a drink as he looked around and watched.
He noticed a group of about four men near the left wall, past the DJ booth. He watched them as his corneal implants zoomed in. "I found our target." Luka said in his mind as Kyle looked around. "Are you talking to me?" Kyle asked as Luka looked over towards Kyle as he talked with several women. Luka shook his head and rolled his eyes. Luka gulped his drink down as he put the glass back on the bar and walked off towards Kyle. Kyle was in conversation as he felt an arm around his should. "Come on baby, let's go dance." Luka stated as he bit his ear, showing the women Kyle was off limits. The women chuckled as Kyle turned and looked at Luka. "What the hell man?!" Kyle asked in confusion. "Come on. Let's have some fun." Luka stated as he grabbed his hand and started pulling him. Kyle confused left the group of women, being forced in tow of Luka as the women chuckled and watched the men disappear onto the floor. Luka turned and grabbed Kyle at the collar of his shirt. "What the hell was that about?!" Kyle asked confused. "I need you to pay attention. I found our guy." Luka stated as he let go of Kyle's collar.
"I'm sorry. It's just been a long fucking time since I've had free-will sex." Kyle stated. "I understand, but let's do our job first." Luka insisted. "We can't lose this guy. We can't fail our mission." Luka added. "You really are scared of failure." Kyle spoke. Luka's eyes got distant and saddened as the memories went through his mind. "It's alright. I get it." Kyle spoke as he patted him on the shoulder. "What's our way in?" Kyle asked. "Drunk couple." Luka spoke. "How do you think that will work?" Kyle asked as he kept his eyes on Luka. "Dirty shit goes on in the VIP rooms. We can swing it." Luka spoke. "Is this one of your spur of the moment things?" Kyle asked. "Yeah, you got a better plan?!" Luka asked. "I got nothing. Come on baby!" Kyle smiled as he wrapped his arm around Luka's waist. Luka threw his arm over his shoulder as he started to walk like he had too much to drink.
