Dr. Tanner locked the door as he went to his office. He closed all of the curtains before sitting at his desk. He put his hand on a picture frame of his wife. A red laser scanned his print. Confirmed, said the computer. A drawer opened. There were files on the mutants, a flash drive, a fewskin and hair samples, and a single phone inside. The doctor dialed a number and pressed the phone to his face.
"Hello?" said the voice on the other side.
"Mr. President, this is Henry Tanner. Please go into a secure room for the message today."
On the other side, President Russel Graham locked himself in his own office. "What is todays report, Agent Tanner?"
Tanner pulled out the file 004. "Patient 004 is awake. Our suspicions were confirmed yesterday; she is a telepath. Like the others, Celia Hilton is immune to radioactivity making her a great person for the future operation. May I ask when that is predicted?"
The President leaned back in the leather chair. "A few years. Maybe a few months, though. Whenever China fires on us, I'm afraid that we are to high in dept to pay them back, and this will mean war. The Koreans are also trying to attack our troops on the boarder. Other countries are taking sides. I fear that a new world war is coming, and if they attack, you know what that means."
Tanner did. They all feared the day when neuclear war would come. The president tried his best to get the trillions in debt to China, but the country was growing poor.
"One more thing, sir," Tanner said. "Patient 003 is still too unstable. We are observing the telepath to see if she can also control minds or at least emotions. She is currently stable, but after she woke, she had a seizure from being overwhelmed with power. The agents are trying their best to keep her as stable as possible for when the time comes."
The President knew all about Patient 003, Zander Thomason. He was overwhelmed like the others, but the effect damaged him too badly. When he first heard about a boy who could turn into an Alien monster, he had his doubts, but he's seen the video clips. He saw how the boy almost killed Patients 001 and 002. He was constantly put on tranquilizers and chained to the bed. He got worse when he heard that Charlie was dead; the emotion was sobad that the President considered telling the truth.
"I see," he said finally. "Thank you Tanner. How are the parent replicas?"
"Patient 001 doesn't suspect a thing. Since we were still in the process of simulating the adults, we told 004 that she had to stabilize before seeing them, but I'm not sure if it was wise to bring the decoys. She'd know within seconds that the agents are decoys, so we have audio team working for phone calls. The danger is that her powers are at the uncontrollable state like the others. It will take around a month for her to learn to control part of it, but sadly, We fear tht her power is at a minimal point."
"What do you mean, a minimal point?" the President asked, fearing the answer.
"She was really weak coming out of the coma. She wasn't able to walk or stand until this afternoon. If her power was that strong at such a weak state, we are sure that her telepathy is also going to grow."
"This could be useful during the war," the President said. "She may be able to help us."
"How can we trust her? She knows thtat we've been lying and she obviously hates it here. 004 doesn't understand our intensions."
The President put his fingers on his temples as he tried to rub the headache away. "It will be hard, maybe I shoul talk to her myself."
"She doesn't know that you're president, though," Tanner reminded him.
"Then there's no reason why we should keep the truth from her. These are still kids in their minds, no matter how old they are."
"Very well, sir. I have to go. Presidential daily call number 21567 is now concluded." Tanner said. He hung up the phone. His Father handed Project Radioactive to Dr. Tanner before he died. Tanner hit the recording button and added it to the flash drive full of the other calls. Then he labeled it with a date: November 3, 2074.
The mutants have been in a trance for 59 years.
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Project Radioactive
Science Fiction"I never thought that I'd be pulled out of high school to train with a top secret rebel group. I guess that that meteorite chose us when it gave us radioactive powers, but is the power worth the sacrifice?" This is Celia Hilton's story about how an...