dapollux:

This is apollux o. Seem I was ban o. I didn't know what happened? Maybe a spam bot or something. Just realized I can update. I just opened this account now to send this message. Will try and see if I can update abit dis way before the ban is lifted

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bqlekan:
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Let me see if I can send updates through this account. Hope I'm not violating any nairaland rules and get ban again. Or maybe d spam bot don't really like my face

Chapter Six

It was the pains that yanked Marvel’s consciousness from the abyss of blackness it had sunk into. The pains at first were like tiny pin picks of needle points jabbing at his mind. Which later became tiny dots of lights within the all encompassing darkness. Later the full blown pain hit him and Marvel cried out as his eyes popped open. But he quickly closed them when the lights entering his eyes added to the pains. He felt his head pounding, a steady rhythm of constant thuds. Huge pain claws raked his back, waist, arms and legs. His neck felt stiff as if a heavy metal neck cuff is affixed there.
Vertigo threatened to overwhelm his sense when he tried opening his eyes the second time. He bit hard back against the bile pushing to pour out from his lips. Slowly he made the third attempt to open his eyes. A blue haze seem to cover everything he was seeing. After a while his brain began to make meaning of the sights assaulting his eyes. There could be one explanation for the blue hue covering everything he was seeing. It didn’t let him get a perfect fix on objects, just a hazy outlines. He tried puttiang his suspicion to test by attempting to move his limbs, but no single response. He wasn’t paralyzed, neither is he suffering from the after effects of stun. The pains and drowsiness can account for it, but his limps refusing to move speaks of something else. Also seeing a bluish haze just about clinch it, he is held captive in a stasis field.

“Oh you are awake, I’m happy to see that. “. Marvel heard a voice speaking through the blue haze. “I was so afraid that after the heavy beatings you have taken, you may have been damaged beyond recovery. “
Marvel didn’t recognize the strange voice but it have this metallic undertones as if it is being spoken through a vox box. He saw a hazy image moved closer through the statis field. The field is a sphere just few centimeters off his body. He heard the familiar heavy thud sound of foot steps. Tbat wasn’t what surprised Marvel, the surprised is that he was kept alive.
“I’m sorry to restrain you this way, but it is for your safety. I will like us to talk but please don’t make any sudden move or it will be too late to stop myself this time. “
The bluish haze cleared and before Marvel was standing the cyborg. This time Marvel took some effort to study the biomechanical hybrid and noticed some subtle details he had failed to see initially. The black metal that the cyborg is made up of didn’t seem to have any seam or joint parts, it’s just like a bio body but formed of metal. Something flashed through his brain. Polyalloy or liquid metal. All that is still experimental and haven’t been successfully tested anywhere yet. Its appearance have the polish look of ceramic, it proves to Marvel that the metal is heavily dense. At the hands and arms there are thin lines of while lights which make twisted parts through them, that answers how the arms can reshape and form into guns. Now the face. The back part of the head is encased in the black metal, same with the skull and one side of the eye. But the other part is human and flesh. The flesh part seam like a decapitated head just in the start of decay. The flesh looks shrunken and held tightly to the bones beneath. When Marvel looked again at the human face, it couldn’t really shape into any emotion he could read because it was frozen in a dead mask form with but the single eyes said a lot, it is an eye that shows intense pain.

dapollux:

Let me see if I can send updates through this account. Hope I'm not violating any nairaland rules and get ban again. Or maybe d spam bot don't really like my face

Maybe bot sees you as a cyborg remember bots don't like cyborgs

Nice update jare

Still something about the human face pulls at Marvel. Looking at it as it should have been when fully alive and fleshy, add old wire rimmed glasses and you will have the face of Dr. Bryant. But that is not possible, Bryant is dead with several remains with the DNA sample of the Doctor. Or have Nicolas lied about that? Marvel couldn’t decide yet. Well the truth will pop up later, he just needs to bid his time. Marvel tried something, as the stasis field became transparent if it still held him bound. He tried a slight move, but his body didn’t budge. But at least his thermal signature can be seen through the transparent field. All he needed is time.
“The pains makes it hard for me to keep the machine that keeps me alive in check. I was wired into this with a pseudo kind of control. But… arrhhhh the pains… pains… makes it hard to think and focus. “ the cyborg said holding both side of his head twisting it one side to the other, his human eye squeezed shot in a parody of anguish.
“Well I can help you with that,” Marvel replied. “Just get me off this stasis field and I will make the pains stop permanently. “
Looking beyond the cyborg, Marvel noticed that the place they are in appears like an underground tunnel but with a door. That is because the roof of the place curve down at both walls of the room like the sides of a cylinder. The room would have been term empty if not for several electronic equipment arranged haphazardly and connected with heavy duty cables. Several monitors and a 3D screen were on. He could detect a mini but highly effective sat link console. The stasis field he was in was generated by an upright construct with a metal arc above with the sphere of the field aligned with it. Marvel noticed another good thing, he was not disarmed, he weapons, the few straps around his body were still where they were. Well two hand guns, a vibro blade and few grenades may not seem like much against this cyborg, but it’s better than nothing.

bqlekan:


Maybe bot sees you as a cyborg remember bots don't like cyborgs

Nice update jare

Lol, Abi o.
I have sent a mail to the mod here, hope he gets to see it among the tones dat get to his desk

“I think we started on a wrong foot, you and I. “ the cyborg said after he stopped his acts of pains. “ I am Dr. Bryant Mckinnley. I worked formally for the research and development department of the Trans Terra International. “
“Sorry if I don’t believe you but Dr. Bryant is dead. I have it on reliable source with evidence of his remains with DNA samples. “
“No that is a lie perpetuated by TTI in other to hide the truth. “ here the cyborg lifted his hand and placed his palm at the left part of the chest, where his heart should have been, if he still had any. A very human like gesture appealing for trust. “I am Dr. Bryant. I wasn’t killed in the accident, I survived it… or at least part of me did with the help of Dr. Guthrie. “
“So Dr. Guthrie is alive then? “
“Yes he is but in hiding. I have promised to keep him safe and watch over him. “ and here again the cyborg held both side of his head, as if pressing both palms to cover his ears. The single eye squeeze shut again and his teeth gnash against each other. “The pains… no I must retain control. I’m Dr. Bryant… a human… a man… a scientist… I must have control… “
Marvel observed as it seem the cyborg is under going intense pain and torture. This seem to be a different angle he wasn’t expecting to see.
“I should have listened when Guthrie warned me. “ the cyborg s screamed out all of a sudden. “I should have heed his warnings that the corporations cannot be trusted. They are just using me. They will set me up and try to eliminate me to keep the truth from getting out. I never listened, I concluded he was jealous of my progress, of the company giving me their top secret project to handle. But he was right, every single thing he said was right. “
What the hell is this damned construct saying, Marvel struggled in his mind. He may have some part of Dr. Bryant DNA splashed on him, but he is nit the doctor. If not for how angry his is feeling, he would have felt pity for the damned cyborg.

Lol finally, seem the ban have been lifted. Ha i can't really say what happened o. Make I update small in case before the spam bot attacks again

“Now because of my stubbornness all these have happened and worse is going to happen. Soon millions of people will be in position to die and nothing will be able to stop it. All because of my stupid pig headedness. Arrhgghh. The pains” Again the cyborg cried holding his head and twisting from side to side.
The bounty hunter tried to make sense of what the cyborg was spewing out, try as he may, nothing was making any meaning to him. As soon as the cyborg stopped screaming about the pain he asked him. “ What is going to kill millions of people? “
“The mega corporations. Can’t you see, that is their big secret. It’s what they wanted to hide, that is why they killed me…..No…No…No…they didn’t kill me. I’m still alive. I’m not dead. Arrehggg the pain… pain… “ the cyborg howled in tortured scream.
Damn he look quiet pitiful, but seeing him in action, you’ll never believe he can be this vulnerable.
“Can’t you see…. Don’t you get it? “ the cyborg asked and came forward as if to hold Marvel on his shoulders and jerk his words into him but the stasis field prevented it. “Do you even know why they sent you after me? Yes I knew they sent you to kill me. But do you know why? Have you wondered why they didn’t do this dirty job themselves and they sent you instead? “
“Because I’m expandable? I’m good at what I do? “
“Noooooo “shrieked the cyborg. “It’s because they don’t want to expose themselves. If you succeed in killing me, they will come after you too to eliminate you also to keep their secret. “
“And what is the secret? “ Marvel put in just to prolong the conversation and keep the cyborg distracted. Nit as if Marvel believes any of the trash coming out of the hybrid. But keeping him occupied is to his advantage.
The question seems to calm the distraught cyborg and he replied after a minute. “ It all centered around an object I christened The Ion Crystal. “
“And will you care to tell me what is an Ion Crystal? “

“It all started with a discovery that was made. A wreckage, none of the people that discovered it knew what it was and none of them are alive now to tell what they saw. All the people involved, about forty space/asteroids miners, all died of various accidents within two weeks after the discovery. “ The cyborg paced slowly, his foot making heavy sound on the duracrete floor of the place. Marvel just noticed the place have no windows and the air is damp. “An object was retrieved from the strange wreckage and given to me for study and find out what it is and capable of doing. “
In spite of himself, the bounty hunter noticed he was a little interested in the story.
“See the truth is I was never at the facility located on the asteroid B512, that facility was deliberately destroyed and all the innocent workers killed just to keep the detail of what happened to me hidden. Where I worked was much further than that. It was an abandoned asteroid mine, far away from Nuterra's orbit, an isolated place where I can perform my experiments without anyone snooping in. I had only one other person with me and that was Dr. Guthrie, he was quite helpful because of his knowledge in robotics and cybernetics. He was a foremost scientist in the field of biomectic and neural interface. “
Now the bounty hunter was interested. “You never did tell me about the Ion Crystal. “
"The Ion Crystal is the greatest discovery of all of human history. “ the cyborg looked up, his single eyes looked but seem to be seeing things beyond the surrounding. “A power source, stable, clean and generating infinite amounts of energy. “
Suddenly the bounty hunter’s wrist com glowed and a text appeared on the tiny holo display. “I’m here. Get ready to duck “ Marvel lost all interest in whatever the cyborg was saying.

Immediately there was an explosion from the roof of the place, as the cyborg turned to observe, heavy bolts struck him pushing through the duracrete debris raining down from the roof. The energy bolts struck the cyborg lifting him high and smashing him through the wall. One of the bolts struck a power junction and the lights went off and the stasis field winked out.
Marvel tried moving his hands and noticed it responded. Well time to move. Marvel ran close to the new hole created from the roof. Energy bolts continued to smash on the cyborg, the walls around the cyborg collapsed on him.
As soon as there was a respite on the firing from the newly created hole, Marvel jumped up, his hands holding the edges and vaults over. His suspicion about the building was not very accurate. The place was not actually a tunnel but an abandoned building. No wonder when the light went out, the place didn’t turn dark, weak light came in. Now he knew the soirce of the light to be the waning evening sunlight. Well as soon as Marvel came out from the hole he noticed the building was half buried in old battered vehicles. When he looked around, he discovered he was in an abandoned junk yard and hovering before him was a beautiful sight, the MAX 2 flyer. A slick triangular black shape. Delta wings fully extended backwards and twin mini cannons protruding from the front. The flyer came close to a landing but just stayed two meters above the ground on it anti gravity propulsion. Marvel ran straight for the opening ramp. As he got in, he went for the cockpit and sat on the pilot seat.
A tiny holo image of Hardwire on the display screen smiled. “Delivered as requested. Thanks for using Hardwire express delivery service. “ the image gave a fake salute with two fingers on his forehead. Marvel disengage the remote pilot setting and engaged the manual setting. The controls on the flyer is different from the air car, here he have more options, more sensors and fire power to choose from. The MAX 2 flyer have an upgraded engine above what the regular flyer possess. The MAX 2 original engine have been replaced with a Lancer class space craft. The flyer was now given a sub-light speed Nova class 4 engine. The flyer is cable of intra system travel. Now Marvel have in his hand the key to finally turn the biomechanical hybrid to full scrap.

Finally, apollux and marvel are both released from their cell.
I don't think marvel will destroy the cyborg. Atleast the cyborg has informations that might be useful to marvel if he is to go after the corporations. I see marvel and the cyborg forming a formidable team. More grease to your elbow man..

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bqlekan:
Finally, apollux and marvel are both released from their cell.
I don't think marvel will destroy the cyborg. Atleast the cyborg has informations that might be useful to marvel if he is to go after the corporations. I see marvel and the cyborg forming a formidable team. More grease to your elbow man..

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Abi o.
U r correct, but considering the past they share(they have tried killing each other), that will be an uneasy Alliance. And a secret player u know is yet openly deal his hand. A new character just entered, she will play a minor role.
Hey I challenge u to guess where all these are heading to

Marvel moved the flyer closer to the metal heaps that filled the junk yard. He brought the face of the flyer into alignment with the single building that had served at a particular time in the past as a repair shop, a small metal recycling plant and spare part store. He couldn’t see much through the canopy of the flyer from the hole on the roof of the building, but when he engaged the x-ray and thermal imaging, the cyborg appeared as a mixture of red, orang, green and yellow colour. As Marvel watched, the image on the thermal imaging screen jumped through the open hole of the low roof and landed amidst a junk heap scattering the metal scraps about. Marvel engaged his targeting bringing the cyborg into the center of his cross hairs. He took a look through the cam for actual display as well as the targeting screen. The cyborg took two steps forward, lifted his arms that were already beginning to morph in to guns. Marvel thumb hovered over the fire button but something held him back. The image of the tortured cyborg, screaming always of pains. What could all that be about? Also the claims of him being Dr. Bryant and that Dr. Guthrie is alive and in hiding? What does he mean by an Ion Crystal and that he wasn’t really in the asteroid B512, contrary to what Nicolas have made him believe. Well lots of things are odd about this whole thing. Well be intends to find out and who ever is screwing with him will wished they never met him. Marvel decided to hold on a bit before firing. Anyway the flyer is armored and sturdy enough to take any initial salvos from the cyborg. The next events are going to happen by the next move the cyborg will make.

As Marvel watched from the cockpit, the cyborg hands have morphed already into twin micro plasma cannon on both arms. It stood rigid, didn’t fire, the head moving from side to side as if in denial of an argument. Marvel watched as the head twisted back suddenly and the mouth opened in a shape of a wide scream that was silent from where he is observing. The arms changed back into hands and held the part metal head. Marvel can imagine the cyborg screaming about the pains. Well to Marvel it wasn’t pity that stayed his hand from firing, just that it seem there are just too many things happening he felt needed to be sort through. Later the cyborg seem to get a hold of himself, stood and looked at the hovering flyer then turned his back and walked towards the building, jumping in through the hole on the roof.
Marvel pulled his thumb away from the firing button, engaged the thrusters of the flyer and climbed into the sky. Its time he got answers, but first, he needs to rest and recuperate.

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Ok guys thanks for dropping in. Let me drop one more update before work takes over.

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Few hours later Marvel took an auto cab. He dropped the flyer at a designated point, put it on auto pilot retrieval mode direct line to Hardwire’s hidden site. He didn’t want to move the flyer into town, it will draw much attention to him and presently no space to park at his place. Imra is not used to much flyers unless the few ones that carry top corporate executives when on inspection tours or holidaying at the few resorts available at the small town. The auto air cab is a self driving modern day care with medium range speed. Moreover his air car is destroyed, so no car to take him home. Hence the rental.
“Can I play you some cool music to calm you sir? “ a voice came from the speaker grail on the dash bored. “From my readings you appeared tired and tensed up. “
Before Marvel could reply, a high pitching whine in a sad caricature of a symphony sounded from the speaker grails. Marvel is never a fan of music, but this one is outright torture. “Please just stop the song. I need some peace and quiet. “
“Sir at Metro Terra air cab services, we pride ourselves in customers satisfaction. “ the voice said again after the song went off. “Can I offer you our daily life news services, just 10 credit for the day. “
“No, I’m not in the mood for any news now thank you. “
“Ok sir, what about our multiple and reliable advertisement, the line up is smart to only select what you need or the daily weather sat broadcast?“ the car offered again.
“No. “ Marvel almost screamed in frustration. That is why he hates public rented cabs.
“Well we aim to offer satisfactory service. But do you think you may like to…”
“No please I don’t need any of your satisfactory services, just be quiet, drive to the given address and inform me when you get there. “
“Thank you sir, we only aim to provide satis… buzz..beep….beep..”

Marvel sat up straight shocked that the air car stopped talking at the middle of its favorite word. He was sure it had nothing to do with what he just said. And the sound coming from the dashboard was squeaky as if the car’s auto control have been sorted.
“Hey metro cab what is the problem? “
No reply came for several seconds but while he was deciding on what to do next the voice came again. “Sorry to inform you sir, I am no longer in control of this vehicle. “
“What did you mean by that? “ Marvel queried. “Do you mean we are about to crash. “
“Far from that sir. An external force have taken control of the movement of this vehicle, and previously programed destination have changed and a new place imputed. “
“What the hell are you babbling about? “
“Don’t get too alarmed Marvel. I am the one that took over the control of the cab. I think I can explain better than the car’s minimal auto drive control. “ said a voice that sounded like a female from the voice grail on the dashboard.
“Who the hell are you? “
“That information can wait till later. “ replied the voice. “I need to see you but you’re a hard man to get Marvel, hence going through this unorthodox method. To guarantee your attention and confidentiality. “
“This have got to be a sick joke. And trust me no one who have met me will tell you that I’m big on levity and theatrics. “ Marvel fumed and was beginning to get miffed. “I guess you don’t know me or you wouldn’t have tried to pull this shit on me. “
“On the contrary Marvel, I have had my eyes on you for a long time. Might even say I’m actually fascinated by you. “
“A fascination that will get you killed soon enough if you don’t stop holding this car. “

“Well Marvel something serious is going down and I need to see you one on one to bring you up to speed. A lot is happening that you are totally unaware of. “
“Sorry girl not my problem. You want to share a confession how you were ravaged when been deflowered, go see a shrink or a priest. “ Marvel stood from the back seat he was sitting, pulling out his vibro blade, squeezing through the confining space of the air car to the dashboard of the front seat. “Since you refuse to relinquish your control over this car, I will have to do a manual override. “
“I wouldn’t advice that sir. The external control have an anti tamper agent that will crash the car if any forced overriding is attempted. “ The cab’s voice came on again.
“Well we will have to see about that. “ Marvel said as he activated the vibro blade. The serrated edge of the blade moved at a fast speed giving off a faint hum, this is where the vibro blade got its name. The micro serrated edges moving at that speed can cut through most things wood, flesh, bones and some uncoated metals.
“Don’t be stupid Marvel, any attempt to wrest control will only plunge the car, and at 15000 feet, I doubt you will survive the crash. “ The female voice came on again.
The bounty hunter ignored her, already cutting open a part of the dashboard cover and exposing the wiring and micro circuitry within.
“Please don’t do this Marvel. What I want to see you for is important. “ As Marvel continued to ignore her intent on his work, she added. “Ok you leave me no choice but to go this way. I saw your battle with the cyborg and your escape too. “
What she said jarred Marvel to a stop. “What did you just say? “
“I meant what I said, we really need to talk. “ answered the female voice.
Marvel deactivated the vibro blade and sat back down. “Ok, let me see what you have to say. If I’m not impressed, you will go down hard for wasting my time. “

if there is a way u can upload by the minutes do dis ur story jus keep me inside since morning.

dominicnuel:
if there is a way u can upload by the minutes do dis ur story jus keep me inside since morning.

Oh I'm sorry, would really have love to do that, but work is keeping me tied and low battery isnt helping matters.
Will try and send more some updates later today.

Apollux:

Oh I'm sorry, would really have love to do that, but work is keeping me tied and low battery isnt helping matters.
Will try and send more some updates later today.

thanks pls do

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The air car landed at the parking space of Leon-Kane hotels in the ever busy pleasure area of New Haven. When Marvel noticed where the car had brought him to he wasn’t happy, New Haven is the one place he shouldn’t be seen in at the moment too close to his enemies. Still he kept calm, hoping that what ever brought him here was worth it. The building of the hotel was a long well designed tower of real glass, aluminum and duracrete. The parking lot was filled with lots of exotic cars, small pleasure boats and mini sky cruiser.
“This is the stop Marvel, I will be meeting you at the bar on the 105 floor. “ announced the female voice through the dashboard.
“And how will I know you when I see you? “
“Trust me you will, I have that effect on people. “
Marvel hesitated a bit before stepping out of the air cab. “Don’t worry the cab is instructed to wait for you till you get back. “ The female voice said again.
The air around the hotel was relatively cool but astir with the excitement of the multitude trooping in to the hotel. All well placed people, rich business merchants and top corporate executives on their way to skim as much pleasures as can be gotten with money. It was already early night here in New Haven, the huge glow of Proxima 5 dominating almost one third of the heavens given the night sky a purplish hue that dimmed the tiny glow of the million star lights. Other very tall buildings dominated this part of the city with thousands of lights winking from them and an occasional air car drive lights passing over head or coming down for a landing. At the entrance to the hotel, Marvel was frisked and cleared. He left his guns back at the air car as per the advice of the female voice. There is no way he will be able to get into the hotel armed. Still the bounty hunter wasn’t too worried because the whole thing didn’t feel like a trap, this place is too public for such a set up.

At the hotel’s lobby, Marvel was directed to a lift in which he punched in the 105th floor as he got in. A low whine accompany the lift as it moved in about a minute, the door open ushering him into a small bar. The place was crowded but looked more like a private party than a bar. Most of the people here were more on the elderly side, in twos and threes, well dressed and all speaking in low tones except on one or two occasions of loud polite giggles. Marvel looked totally out of place. His combat amour wear is covered by his customary grey look coat he took grom the flyer. Still he stuck out like a sore thumb. Few people looked his way and those that did paid him scant attention.
He noticed an empty table just for two. A holo word displayed on the table saying “reserved for M.A.”,guess that is where the female voice wanted him to wait for her.
“Will you want something to drink while you wait for your guest? “ the table asked him as he sat down and the table have cleared him to be the right person the table reservation was made for.
“No thank you I’m fine. “ He replied the table.
“Marvel relax, you’re way too tensed. “ said someone behind him. Turning just a bit, he saw a lady standing and giving him a kind of look he finds very difficult interpreting. She was putting on a tight body fitting off shoulder lilac gown that clung alluringly to her body. The plaslinen material stopped just half way down her thighs. Her full dark coloured hair spread like a black halo behind her oval face, giving the olive coloured skin full prominence. Her lips shaped in a kind of amused smile, her eyes, dark and fierce looked at the bounty hunter, probing, questing and assessing. She came over, moved the second chair from its position of staying before Marvel to his side. She sat down by him and crossed her legs by the knee allowing the perfect curves of her thigh and knee display for his guest’s pleasure. Marvel saw none of these. Marvel have stopped being captivated by female beauty long ago. When you have been a bounty hunter as long as he is, beauty will always mean hiding a beast underneath.

“Why am I here? “ Marvel asked, allowing just a bit of irritation and impatience creep into his voice.
As a reply, woman circled him with her slender hands, pulled closer and brushed her lip lightly across his cheeks. “We have an image to put up before everyone her, we are a couple on our first romantic date. I know my presence disgust you, but you just have to t your revulsion and let me enjoy my self around you. “ Giggling with the feminine charm she added. “More like a girl having her way for the first time with her crush. “
“I don’t care what your personal games are, if you are wasting my time, I’d make you regret everything you just did. “ Marvel disentangled her hands from around him.
“You aren’t fun, do you know that. “
“If you are just realizing that, then you didn’t do enough of your homework about me. “
“Well I was told to expect something similar to this from you, as much as it saddens me, I’m not disappointed. “
“Told by who? “ Marvel asked her.
“By your former psychiatrist. An unhappy woman. She said you are rude, rash, unfriendly, a sociopath, a loner, incapable of the least of human empathy, uncaring, selfish, self centered, ego centric and a potential human time bomb. “ She laughed loudly which brought some angry stares from other patrons in the small bar. “Should I say more? “
“How the hell did you know all this? “
“The how is not important, just that I know. “ She deal the order button on the table. “Will you like something to drink? “
Without waiting for his reply she ordered two glasses of drink. Two slot opened before the table and glass cup came up through them filed to half with amber coloured liquid.

She took one of the glasses sipped a bit from it and made a face. “A local brewed spirit but not anywhere as good as the scotch on earth. “
“Girl you are waiting my time and my patience just ran out. “
“Ok ok. Now to business. “ she dropped the drink and crossed her hands on her knees having very long well kept manicured nails. “I’m Jade and I work for the Earth watch Intelligence Agency the intelligence branch of the Colonial Security and Control. That is a fact I want only you to be aware of in the whole of Nuterra. Hope you can keep a secret? “ she took up her glass cup again and sip again.
Marvel took a long time going through all these in his mind. No wonder she knows so much, she is a stinking spy. Why is earth suddenly showing more than the normal casual interest normally shown on all the corporate organizations controlling the colonies on Nuterra? Well with what he have just witnessed, it shouldn’t be much of a question. But how will earth have gotten to know about what is happening so fast to already have an agent on ground investigating.
“What does earth want? “
“There have been some concerns about certain rumors of an illegal stuff going on among the big corporations on Nuterra. “she stopped a bit when he saw Marvel looking around with worries on his face. “Don’t worry, no one can eavesdrop on us. If the surrounding noise don’t fool with their sensors, I have this.” She brought out a small black box, that she covered completely with her palm. The box blinks with a red, blue and green light. “It’s a listening device scrambler. So we are covered. “

“Alright then, go on. “
“The rumors are that some top level companies in Nuterra are involved in building illegal military level grade weapons. But no real substance on the rumors yet. So earth can’t act on that. Two undercover agents were sent ahead of me, I was inserted in as a backup and to just be under sleeping mode and do passive surveillance. The two undercover agents disappeared without a trace, the only thing will could come up with is that there was an accident and the vehicle they were in crashed and exploded, leaving burnt remains without any other way to identify them unless through DNA samples. “
“This is all very interesting, but how does that involve me? “
“I’m coming to that. When the two agents disappeared, earth got real concerned and I was ordered into active surveillance. Yet I could get little or nothing. Some one on the Earth watch Intelligence Agency suggested I put you under surveillance. I did and discovered that a particular corporation under our red flag employed you to handle a job for them. “
“So since you know that, what else do you want? I’m a registered bounty hunter, getting employed on a temporal assignment by a well known company isn’t illegal as far as I know. So you guys have nothing on me. “
“Oh Marvel, that is not it at all. I just need your help to unravel this. How is the cyborg angle tied into this? If I haven’t seen the cyborg attacking sensitive corporate facilities and killing the highly trained Mantis police, I’d have concluded that the cyborg was the secret weapon the corporations were building. “ she took more sip from the glass before she continued. “So what is your part with the cyborg? Were you hired by them to kill it? “
“I have nothing to say to you girl. And unless the CSC wants to arrest me and press charges, you won’t be seeing me again. Bye. “ Marvel stood up to leave.
“I kind of expected this rash action from you, though I really hoped you won’t act this way. Well someone said I should say hi to you. “
“And who might that be? “ Marvel asked as he turned back while stepping off the table.
“Colonel Willey James, head of Earth watch Intelligence Agency. You may remember him as capt-“
“What! “screamed Marvel, his face very livid. “Both of you should go screw a pregnant Boor’a. “ He stormed out of the bar pursing hard at the patrons that wouldn’t leave his way fast enough. Several curses were thrown behind him, but he ignored all.

Chairman you gat me glued... Now to really ascertain if you are a real born again sci-fi follower...
between Star wars and Star trek, battle star galatica and Star gate Atlantis

Mutaino7:
Chairman you gat me glued... Now to really ascertain if you are a real born again sci-fi follower...
between Star wars and Star trek, battle star galatica and Star gate Atlantis

I'm a star war fan 1st, den star trek. I picked star trek over battle star galatica because star trek have better story line. Battle star galatica 3rd, den star gate atlantis 4th. Other sci fi I'm really crazy about, MATRIX (who ever wrote dat story is a damn grand master), terminator, aliens, predator, AVP, 5th element (the flying cars caught my attention) star ship troopers, soo many.... I love sci fi movies above all else.

*in ADA's voice* Invisibility mode deactivated