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19: Vice-Director

19: Vice-Director

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The rain fell heavily, cold and icy, the clouds in the sky were also thicker and darker, the mud soaked the path, the screams and wails made him frown, his mother limped, her foot was not in good condition, he supported her by holding her shoulders, it was his duty, now that his father was no longer there, he had to take care of her, no matter what happened.

"Hold on a little longer we're almost there" where was almost there? He didn't know, but he had heard rumors, not very pleasant rumors. If it had been possible, he would have escaped, he would have tried to run away, but his mother couldn't run.

Another stumble and his arm burned as he supported his mother's weight on it, the tattoo they had given him was still fresh after all, it still burned and was swollen.

The soldiers hurried the prisoners, he saw how other families were separated, a boy about 11 years old was stopped by the soldiers and separated from his mother, they were being separated by sex and by age, that was bad, he didn't want to be separated from his mother but if he made a scene then not only would they be separated, they would also kill him.

He had seen it happen, they had no mercy on anyone, maybe the younger children but even they were beaten severely.

He was already 16 years old so he doubted very much that there would be any fleeting mercy for him, no, there would be no mercy for him, he knew it, they would kill him on the spot if he resisted, he could feel it.

"Listen, Mom, everything will be fine, I will find a way to get us out of here, I promise." Somehow, he would find a way, no matter what it was, because he had promised his father that he would take care of her.

His mother squeezed his hand, looking him straight in the face.

"Don't do anything stupid, son, I'll be fine, please, just, just take care of yourself."

His turn came, the soldiers began to try to separate them, he knew he shouldn't resist, he needed to save his strength if he wanted to escape, he needed to be as healthy as possible, even so, he couldn't help but be reluctant, he didn't want to leave her.

"Promise me, Erik!" His throat dried up at the sight of the worry in her eyes, and without being able to help it, he told a lie.

"I promise, Mom." Then they took her away and dragged him to another place.

"Get in line!" They hit him in the side, making him line up, one of many where another dozen or so young people from 14 to the early 20s were.

The cold rain made everyone shiver, Erik clenched his teeth, he had to endure, he wasn't ready yet, but he would be, at some point, he knew it because he could feel it, the metal, he just needed to find a way, the way to control it once again, like when they killed his father.

Then he would save his mother and they would escape far away.

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Temporary Headquarters, SWORD: New York

"So, what do you think? Eight floors, a basement, and nice views," Howard said, spreading his arms and smiling. John looked at the place for a few moments and nodded.

"Well, it will work for now." He would prefer to have his own helicarrier but that would have to wait, for now he had his own aircraft carrier courtesy of the United States, but it was really unnecessary to go to it at this moment.

Still, as a new division, SWORD needed a headquarters, even if it was just temporary.

The place quickly began to be set up, John didn't exactly have many men but Colonel Phillips did. The former Strategic Scientific Reserve had become part of SWORD and thus John was the new head of all of them.