The night of the crime scene at philidelphia zoo....
Elijah Price had been in this asylum for fifteen years so far, that meant it had been twelve years of trying to find a way out of this hell hole.
He was getting restless, and there was only so much walking around in the same room he could take. He didn't get many visitors, apart from her annoying sister, Emma who was just here to make sure he couldn't get out, she did try talking to him but Elijah shut her down pretty quickly, he hated conversation at the best of times but she just drained him, pretending that she cared.
One of the guards knocked on the door loudly.
"Rise and shine Price, you have a visitor" he shouted in a gravelly voice.
"No thank you, I'm not in the mood for any more lectures from that annoying little shit of a sister, not today, so tell her to piss off from me" he answered back, hobbling towards the door.
"It ain't your sister, Price" came the response.
"Come again" Elijah replied, not believing what he'd heard.
"It ain't her" the guard repeated.
"Then who the hell is it?" Elijah asked his voice becoming a bit more hostile.
"Some agent, says he's a fan of your work, and wants to meet you"
"Why would an agent be interested in me?" Elijah asked.
"Why don't you ask him yourself Price?" The guard yelled back before he started unlocking the metal door.
Elijah stepped back as the door slowly swung open, letting this agent to walk through, before it was shut behind him with a creak.
The agent walked over to him, in a military fashion.
"Mr Glass, I'm glad we could finally meet, I'm a fan of your work" he greeted.
"Yeah, the guard mentioned that, now I don't mean to be rude but who the hell are you and what do you want?" Elijah asked glaring at the agent not fully trusting him.
"Forgive me, where are my manners?, my name is agent Eric Stevens" he greeted by extending his arm out for him to shake.
Elijah looked at the hand before shaking his head and saying "I don't shake hands, so you can put yours down"
Stevens looked up at him with raised eyebrows, before slowly putting his hand behind his back.
"Why not, I wonder, is it because you might break your's?" He asked watching the shock reveal itself on Elijah's stony faced expression "don't act so shocked, I've been doing my research on you and I must say, you're talents are wasted here, what would you say if I could get you out?"
"What's the catch?" Elijah asked "come on, you think I'm stupid agent, you people never care about someone like us, unless there's a catch"
"Huh, smart most other people don't ask about that" Stevens replied impressed "the only catch I can think of is that you'll have to work with me" Stevens suggested.
"Anything else? " Elijah asked
"Well I could have said you would have to turn against your sister, but you don't have the best relationship, can't say I blame you, she was an annoying little prick in the agency aswell, so we do have that in common" Stevens returned.
"What do you want from me?" Elijah asked impatiently.
"Emma has been called upon to do an investigation on a crime scene at Philidelphia zoo, the suspect is a man called Kevin Crumb, he has disociative identity disorder, one of his personalities, I've heard, is more animal than man, he's incredibly strong and fast" Stevens paused
"You're point being" Elijah gestured for him to continue
"I did a little digging, I found some files belonging to his therapist, Doctor Karen Fletcher, they mostly give descriptions on all the personalities, names,ages, traits etcetera, but what I found interesting was that three of them believed in this other identity and what he could do, now it says here that his mission is to protect the pure, the broken and the weak"
"What is your point to all this? " Elijah growled impatiently.
"He wants to protect the weak and the broken, apparently that means people who have suffered, Elijah he'll be looking for people like you, the purest of the human race, it's a long shot but if I tipped him off you could be out of here in no time at all, so what do you say" Stevens said.
"Let me get this straight, you want to put my life in the hands of a broken man, who may or may not rescue me, you're insane" Elijah remarked.
"Okay well, here's something to sweeten the deal, I promise that together we're going to make sure your sister suffers" Stevens answered
"How do I know I can trust you?" Elijah asked, tempted but not enough to be fully swayed by the offer.
Stevens chuckled "Mr Glass, did you know that when you got here, you're sister, implanted a tracker into you" he asked Elijah's face gave it away that he didn't "I thought not, Emma was very sneaky when she did it, luckily for you I know where it is and I can take it out very easily, there's just one thing I need you to do, don't get rid of it, that way I can track you but we can also lead Emma into a trap using her equipment against her"
"How will you know she's there?" Elijah asked
"Well that's where you come in, I'm giving you a copy of my number, dial it when you're with her, that way we can both be ready" Elijah nodded liking the intricacy of the plan.
"Well, I only have one question" Elijah replied, leaning on his glass cane.
"Shoot" Stevens replied
"This guy, Crumb whatever, he sounds like a dangerous man"
Stevens nodded before asking "your question"
"What do you intend to do with him?"
"Kill him, if all goes well" Stevens replied , looking around at his unbreakable poker face "That's not a problem is it?" He asked
"Do I look like a sentimental man to you agent?"
"I suppose not" Stevens smirked
"As long as it doesn't affect my survival, I'll be fine"
Stevens smiled menacingly, before turning to walk out, "I look forward to meeting you again, Mr Glass, but next time out of bars" he nodded farewell and walked out the room, leaving Elijah to his thoughts.
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Glass
FanfictionMy take on whats going to happen in the Split/Unbreakable sequel. Any suggestions on what I should add in this story are welcome. Hope you guys enjoy reading as much as I'll enjoy writing it.