My day of thinking was up and I was brought to the main tent. Dr. Forman was in there, waiting with his hands folded.
He looked at me when I entered the tent. "What'll it be Reagan?" He asked.
"I have a couple of questions," I said, putting my plan into action.
Dr. Forman sighed. "Make it quick."
"Other than my friends staying alive, what do I get out of being your general?"
"Your life." I leaned forward, implying for him to keep going. I needed more than that. Dr. Forman sighed again. "I'll also keep your precious Galaxy crew alive. Look, the general is a high honor, as I've said before. You'll be the most respected out of the army and you'll get to order people around."
"Okay, I get that. But, how long till I'm the general? Is your army even partly made?"
Dr. Forman let out a frustrated groan. "It won't be long. It would maybe only take a month to get everyone mutated."
I nodded. "Okay. I'll be your general."
Dr. Forman's eyes widened. He wasn't expecting me to say yes. "Great. You're dismissed General."
I walked out of the tent and the guard made a move to grab me, but Dr. Forman waved him off. "You're dealing with a general. Have some manners." The guard nodded and stepped back.
I walked over to my friends and they all looked up at me. I gave them a wink and a sly smile. They nodded, a small smile playing at their lips. Everything was going according to plan. I looked out over the camp. People were already packing up and moving equipment to the shuttle. A man came up to us and unchained the others. They stood up and Claire asked if Ryan and them were close when the guard walked away. I didn't have to contact Ryan to give her a nod. Ryan and the others were scoping and surrounding the camp.
I looked over in the direction of where Ryan was hiding. He felt my eyes on him and looked over at me. Although I couldn't see him, I could tell his eyes were glinting with happiness when he saw we were okay. He turned to Ty on his right and told him to get ready. 'Hearing' that, I turned to the others and told them the same thing.
About a minute later, one of Dr. Forman's men screamed and I felt him drop dead.
The battle had begun.
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The Experiments
Science FictionWe were just kids. Not experiments. Hundreds of kids were kidnapped at a young age and taken to a place called the Compound. Here they are put through ruthless tests in order to get one thing; mutants. When that breakthrough is finally achieved on...
