Amputation

First Day

The training the next day was identical to the first, simply more intense. The physical training made me able to use my limbs to the best of their combat abilities, along with the wall walking they also allotted. The mental training also heightened my reactionary senses and quickened my reaction speeds far bruin what I had had on the job as an officer. The night of my second and last training day, Dr. Jones explained my first task to me.
"We're going to have you infiltrate a meet up of street dealers. One of the guys slipped up before, and one of the minor leaders caught wind of the failure. Another mistake led us to the knowledge that of this meet up, and the knowledge that is to make an example of that street dealer's failure by killing him. We don't care if he dies or not. What we need is the knowledge of who is there. That is your mission. Part of the helmet has been retrofitted to take pictures. We'll take you where you need to be and give you all you need to get in to the building undetected. Meet back here at three in the afternoon. We'll have a briefing, then at six the mission will start. The meeting's at eight. You'll stake out the building, see if we can get any men in just in case anyone important shows up. This should be particularly easy for you. Now get some rest. You've earned it." I took that as my cue to turn in for the night and switched over to my normal attire, putting back on my normal prosthetics and outfit. When I went back to the elevator, the cubicles had been emptied for the night. I went up, went to my room, and slept.
I slept well that night. Not out of exhaustion, but a bizarre peace. I felt as though my hard work was quickly paying off, and I could be back to helping people again. I was worried after my pysch eval. I thought I could never help people the way I used to, the best way I know. Now, I have yet another chance to remove criminals off the streets. I awoke the next morning around nine and ate breakfast. I then put the television in the house to use and watched the news. There were some terrible stories as usual, and it only amped my mind up for the day's mission. I walked outside later, jogged simply to keep my mind busy, and went back inside around three. I ate, and went down the elevator to the back room. I put on my combat prosthetics and outfit in the changing room, noticing the orange had been replaced by a deep black. I walked out, prepped and ran through some basic procedures until briefing time. Dr. Jones then got up from his chair and I was able to see that he had a bed underneath his desk. It was very small, and I found that it showed this man's dedication to his work. His behavior and speech may seem strange, but he wanted to help people, and I deeply respected that. As he got up, he gestured for me to follow him upstairs. We then went towards the back yard. Dr. Jones then passed the card he used for the door over a space besides the glass doors. Then, a small patch of grass opened up, revealing a set of stairs.
"This way to the briefing room." I walked down the stairs which worked down in a spiral pattern. The final room contained a display similar to a television on the wall and a table with five chairs. Four of the chairs were filled. The one directly facing the display was empty. My chair. The other people around the table were a lead scientist studying the drug, a member of the military leading the soldiers who may or may not be needed for this mission, a detective of sorts studying the gang's hierarchy, and another military member who apparently sanctioned the use of these weaponized prosthetics in civilian territory. There was really nothing new mentioned to me, and the briefing didn't take long. When the briefing was over, we all went our separate ways with Dr. Jones leading me to the van parked out in the garage. The others walked out the front door to cars lined on the street in front of the front house. The van left the house and we drove and drove for an extended period of time. In fact, we were driving to downtown, which was rather far away from the nice suburban neighborhood. We finally arrived at a tall brick building.
"Meeting's here. Get inside with the path you're visor will give you. Have fun." After a quick perimeter search the visor led me on, I went inside the building. The mission had begun.