A Minor Complication

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"The thrill of the hunt is what often filled me with satisfaction, knowing full well that in a world filled with torrent and hate, to be the hunter and the hunted simultaneously, it was an exhilarating experience to embrace... but what do we have here? Well, it appears that my owner beckons me forth..."

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"Hmm? What a peculiar sight... why, dear observer. In case it was not obvious from the get-go, well, you may have begun to realise that quite a few known characters from a great many... sources were integrated into this little charade, what a marvellously bold if not daring notion to behold, the mere fact that some puppeteer as audacious as the one who authored this fictional universe together, mashing idea after idea, one after another, and then letting the human imagination run wild, it's almost as if it were a subtle nod to... a familiar face, maybe a few too many, heh, I wonder."

FIFTEEN MINUTES EARLIER
USPC. Organisation Settlement Helios

The site was evacuated, all the workers and miscellaneous staff members were vacated from the immediate area, a Level 5 Intervention Order has been received, many response elements were already on the scene. The floor was coated in a thick orange and white liquid, whatever the hell was happening, the USPCO wasn't taking any goddamn chances sending in the regular security teams.

"...With all due respect, I'm not convinced at all with the Director's perspective on the matter that we should be sending you in alone, with no armed support or reconnaissance factors whatsoever. You're a mere child, you shouldn't have been involved in the operation to begin-"

"Mister Horatio, that is quite enough from you."
The boy's words were quite pronounced, almost as if using the word 'boy' would be considered a derogatory term. He turns on his heel to face the fireteam commander, inspecting him with a dissatisfied look.

"Wh-What do you mean that's quite enough? Do you realise what you're up against? Trained and merciless killers, the sort that doesn't hesitate to shoot anyone, young or alien, armed or unarmed, none of it matters to these men, they WILL rip you to shreds, you're naivety is putting my job on the line here, and I absolutely order-"

"Ah, Ah! Hush now... do you hear that?" The boy lifts a finger up, as he positions his head closer to the floor, "That's the sound of my victims, Mister Horatio..."

The look on Horatio's face was of pure resentment, he wasn't going to let a naive gift-bearer take the initiative for something that could've made his record look astonishing, he was a man of action, he was prepared to sideline this kid even if it meant taking on light repercussions by the rear command.

"Why you- That's it... you're being placed back into storage, place your hands behind your head and comply, you will be detained and brought into a secure off-premise facility until I deem you worthy of being-"

The sentence doesn't finish, as the boy's eyes flicker with the glow of intense blue, all Horatio could see was a psychotic grin, as the boy's hand could be seen heading straight for Horatio's gut. The blow connects, the fireteam commander crumples to the floor in utter agony, there would be a brief moment of aggression on part of the rest of the security teams, but upon sighting a particularly distinct bearing, the sign of hostility drifts away, being replaced with the reluctant retreat of the security officers in a surprisingly polite manner.

To this effect, the boy comes off with a charming smile, as he waltzes over towards the detonator, he giggles madly to himself, the extent of which grows worryingly manic, his eyes pan towards the vast expanse of nothing in particular, in fact, it's almost as if he's staring directly at you...

"Are you ready for the party to start?"

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