X-P981 and the Mole

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They walked down the hall till they reached a tiny room, locked from the outside with fifteen different types of locks binding it shut. Pym sighed and motioned for the door to be unlocked. They waited a little while and Rei was getting impatient, ‘How long does this bloody take?’

‘Long enough. You can’t be too careful.’ Pym smiled at the red faced woman and the door swung open, ‘Ah, finally. Come on.’ They walked into the dark room and the man shut the door behind them, ‘You two stay here.’ He walked up to a glass panel and the lights faded in slowly. X-P984 sat in the back corner, hands over its head, ‘Hello.’ Pym said softly, ‘It’s been a long time.’

The thing lifted its scared face, staring into Pym’s eyes with its own black orbs, ‘What do you want?’ the voice was so faint he almost missed what it had said, ‘What do you want?’ It repeated, slightly louder.

Pym pulled a chair over and sat in front of the glass, ‘I came to check up on you. They wouldn’t let me in here but something has come up. So they decided to let me see you. You see I am the General of a very stealthy, elite group of people. Well used to. Now I have a small squadron under my command. I have six very special people under my command as well. I’m sure you have heard of them, The Tribesmen of Legend?’

The thing nodded and opened its large mouth, ‘I know of them.’ It rasped.

Pym chuckled, ‘They seem to have fallen ill. I wonder, was that you’re doing?’

It shook its head slowly, ‘I do not know.’

He clicked his tongue, ‘Too bad. They seem to have fallen into a stasis. Very peculiar I must say,’ he picked at his nails, ‘It all happened very fast you know. I was hoping you could she light on the matter, seems like I was wrong.’

‘What do you know about me? I have never seen you before!’

‘Ah,’ he raised a finger, ‘but I have seen you countless times. I know nearly everything about you. I know about the experiments, your past and your future. You see it’s all very simple, you tell me what happened to the Tribesmen and I can help you.’

‘Never. I have not done anything! As you can see, I’ve been locked away for years and experimented on day after day. How can I do anything without being seen?’ It snapped.

‘Calm down, I come in peace. Unless you plan on ripping my throat out then not so much.’ He looked down on the creature, who was now pacing the small length of the closed in room.

It growled, ‘I would never do such a thing.’

‘But you are a beast no?’

‘I am no such thing!’

‘Then what are you?’

Silence.

‘I don’t know.’ It sobbed, ‘I don’t know.’

‘That’s what I thought. Now what did you do to the Tribesmen!?’

‘I did nothing to them!’ It yelled at him, ‘Don’t come and accuse me of such things.’

‘Oh but I am. Tell me!’ He roared.

‘I have done nothing!’ It screeched back.

Silence.

‘Nothing?’ Pym said leaning back in his chair.

The thing walked forward slightly, ‘Nothing.’

For some reason, he believed the monster and stood up, ‘That is all. You may go back to whatever you were doing.’

‘You have asked me question after question, may I ask you something?’

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