Meme Doc P.H.D
Blades of Salvation: Part III
“Run,” as Green muttered over the comm.
“I knew the real Knott wouldn’t be talking like that.” said Edens. “Now that I’ve realised you’ve been playing games, I might as well have to take you down.”
“So you say. Come find me then.”
The comms were cut off as Edens helplessly watched. Without a word forming from his moth, he quickly ran to the room where the real Green was knocked out, and reached for a dosage he kept in his pocket—-with a matter of seconds, Edens stabbed him right through with the needles. He immediately woke up with a jolt, eyes being bloodshot
Real Green: “What the f*ck happened?!”
Edens: “You were knocked out for three days. You were supposed to have called me to arrive a day after until your imposter delayed it for his own plans.”
Green: “What?! No, no way.....where is...?”
Edens: “Still searching. But this isn’t your time to talk now. Breathe.
Green: “But I’ve got this thing....”
As he calmed the shocked agent down, Edens turned on his mental link to Jesse. After a few minutes, he finally responded.
Edens: “Where is he?”
Jesse: “Taken but still safe. I put a tracker mark with one of the tools.”
Edens: “Good. Now go do your job, and look for Patrick as well. You have to keep him and his men alive as possible. I have to deal with Green myself. I might as well have to stay here.”
***
Patrick: “You can’t do this!”
Green: *voice over speakers* “I can do whatever I want. This ain’t your place to judge, Pat.”
Patrick: “Don’t bullsh*t me. You know what you did. Then all of those were lies!”
Green: “Maybe you were just too foolish to listen in. My friend will handle this better. Tanaka, kill him.”
Patrick and his remaining men were on the verge of death. He had managed to escape the chaos in the interrogation room as the impostor Green has duped them, sending in his own assassin, a woman who had already killed more than half. His forehead started dripping more at the thought. They were in the base, with no help or sign to be able to get out. The lobbies weren’t working as the signals were jammed. As minutes passed, his only though now was to usher his men through the emergency exits. “Go! Go now!” as Patrick exclaimed. “It’s just you and me now, they leave without me. Come face me if you dare!”
“Sure.” As the imposter Green muttered. “Tanaka, end him once and for all. He’s too invaluable for a witness anyways.” As he was about to be hit, bolts of fire appeared from the smoke, as if it were a Star Wars film. When it cleared, Silverjack was holding his rifle, aiming sternly at the mute killer.
Jesse: “We traced you just in time.”
Patrick: “How? Who are you people?—-“
Jesse: “Told ya Edens wasn’t just a normal scientist. Now, I’ve got a dance to attend, excuse me.”
Without much words to say, Silverjack reached forward, and sideswiped the forthcoming assassin, only for her dodge in mid air while he came down below. She did the exact same thing, by landing a roundhouse kick, but he dodged it with ease. Patrick’s eyes glared as if there were two tigers struggling for battle. Then he realised the idea, that the agent was trying to distract the killer. In the instant moment, he sank into deep thought, for a good 5 minutes while they were duelling out. He quickly ran to get his other men in safety, feet quick yet steady.
***
Edens wasn’t so lucky however. Surrounded by walls and rooms, intelligence might have played him for a fool. The broadcasting image of the false Green was still playing, voices repeating again and again. He could only stay in the room alongside with the real Green, who at this time was finally awake thanks to the serum, whom he had to inject twice to due his severe injury.
Edens: “How do you feel?”
Real Green: “Better. Tastes like metal.”
Edens: “It’s a common after effect. You’ll get used to it. Slows the pain.”
Real Green: “I.....I should have known, you were the doctor. Why would I call you in for such a *cough* emergency?”
Edens: “I was probably a bit dumb to take it, I was suspicious actually. I knew what happened back then for Blue, Knott.”
Knott: “You do? Still....you could have saved us?”
Edens: “But I couldn’t. Like I told your imposter, it’s impossible to do all of this. I can risk my life for sacrifice, but the project had to be safe. On the lab that night, I should have died but I didn’t.”
Knott: “I know....but....there could have been a chance if there....was actually one.”
Edens: “More could have been done.”
Knott: “Listen carefully, doc, Blue’s important....but not that important anymore. Right now, you can’t stay here longer. I want you to leave me.”
Edens: “Why?”
Knott: “My life ain’t worth is anymore now. What I need you to do—-is to find Blue right now.
Edens: “I told my partner he’s safe when we tracked him down. Is there anything you need for him?”
Knott: “Right....yes. Give this to him. Please. Give him this . This is a bunch of data I managed to keep about the ES. I want my friends safe, Edens. Do it. Do it for me. For him. And Blue can’t die worthlessly. There’s more than just the project we all know about......”
***
Blades of Salvation: Part III
“Run,” as Green muttered over the comm.
“I knew the real Knott wouldn’t be talking like that.” said Edens. “Now that I’ve realised you’ve been playing games, I might as well have to take you down.”
“So you say. Come find me then.”
The comms were cut off as Edens helplessly watched. Without a word forming from his moth, he quickly ran to the room where the real Green was knocked out, and reached for a dosage he kept in his pocket—-with a matter of seconds, Edens stabbed him right through with the needles. He immediately woke up with a jolt, eyes being bloodshot
Real Green: “What the f*ck happened?!”
Edens: “You were knocked out for three days. You were supposed to have called me to arrive a day after until your imposter delayed it for his own plans.”
Green: “What?! No, no way.....where is...?”
Edens: “Still searching. But this isn’t your time to talk now. Breathe.
Green: “But I’ve got this thing....”
As he calmed the shocked agent down, Edens turned on his mental link to Jesse. After a few minutes, he finally responded.
Edens: “Where is he?”
Jesse: “Taken but still safe. I put a tracker mark with one of the tools.”
Edens: “Good. Now go do your job, and look for Patrick as well. You have to keep him and his men alive as possible. I have to deal with Green myself. I might as well have to stay here.”
***
Patrick: “You can’t do this!”
Green: *voice over speakers* “I can do whatever I want. This ain’t your place to judge, Pat.”
Patrick: “Don’t bullsh*t me. You know what you did. Then all of those were lies!”
Green: “Maybe you were just too foolish to listen in. My friend will handle this better. Tanaka, kill him.”
Patrick and his remaining men were on the verge of death. He had managed to escape the chaos in the interrogation room as the impostor Green has duped them, sending in his own assassin, a woman who had already killed more than half. His forehead started dripping more at the thought. They were in the base, with no help or sign to be able to get out. The lobbies weren’t working as the signals were jammed. As minutes passed, his only though now was to usher his men through the emergency exits. “Go! Go now!” as Patrick exclaimed. “It’s just you and me now, they leave without me. Come face me if you dare!”
“Sure.” As the imposter Green muttered. “Tanaka, end him once and for all. He’s too invaluable for a witness anyways.” As he was about to be hit, bolts of fire appeared from the smoke, as if it were a Star Wars film. When it cleared, Silverjack was holding his rifle, aiming sternly at the mute killer.
Jesse: “We traced you just in time.”
Patrick: “How? Who are you people?—-“
Jesse: “Told ya Edens wasn’t just a normal scientist. Now, I’ve got a dance to attend, excuse me.”
Without much words to say, Silverjack reached forward, and sideswiped the forthcoming assassin, only for her dodge in mid air while he came down below. She did the exact same thing, by landing a roundhouse kick, but he dodged it with ease. Patrick’s eyes glared as if there were two tigers struggling for battle. Then he realised the idea, that the agent was trying to distract the killer. In the instant moment, he sank into deep thought, for a good 5 minutes while they were duelling out. He quickly ran to get his other men in safety, feet quick yet steady.
***
Edens wasn’t so lucky however. Surrounded by walls and rooms, intelligence might have played him for a fool. The broadcasting image of the false Green was still playing, voices repeating again and again. He could only stay in the room alongside with the real Green, who at this time was finally awake thanks to the serum, whom he had to inject twice to due his severe injury.
Edens: “How do you feel?”
Real Green: “Better. Tastes like metal.”
Edens: “It’s a common after effect. You’ll get used to it. Slows the pain.”
Real Green: “I.....I should have known, you were the doctor. Why would I call you in for such a *cough* emergency?”
Edens: “I was probably a bit dumb to take it, I was suspicious actually. I knew what happened back then for Blue, Knott.”
Knott: “You do? Still....you could have saved us?”
Edens: “But I couldn’t. Like I told your imposter, it’s impossible to do all of this. I can risk my life for sacrifice, but the project had to be safe. On the lab that night, I should have died but I didn’t.”
Knott: “I know....but....there could have been a chance if there....was actually one.”
Edens: “More could have been done.”
Knott: “Listen carefully, doc, Blue’s important....but not that important anymore. Right now, you can’t stay here longer. I want you to leave me.”
Edens: “Why?”
Knott: “My life ain’t worth is anymore now. What I need you to do—-is to find Blue right now.
Edens: “I told my partner he’s safe when we tracked him down. Is there anything you need for him?”
Knott: “Right....yes. Give this to him. Please. Give him this . This is a bunch of data I managed to keep about the ES. I want my friends safe, Edens. Do it. Do it for me. For him. And Blue can’t die worthlessly. There’s more than just the project we all know about......”
***