"One question." turning away from the laptop, I asked. "How am I to fit in with a group of girls?"
"I have already leaked out Intel that suggests another organization is using brainwashed boys as a assassins." coldly, G-Man replied. "You will play the role of a boy who is trying to break free and finds the girls."
"How will I do that, exactly?" curious, I asked. "I'm not exactly assassin material."
G-Man smiled, making me feel uncomfortable. "All the training you need has already been installed into your permanent memory, through the cybernetic implants." pointing at the small patch of metal under my hair. "Everything will come natural to you and, since you have been brainwashed to a point, your story will be believable."
I sighed, wanting to rip the man's heart out but I was unable to act upon that impulse, i guess it was the brainwashing he had mentioned. "I guess I have no choice in the matter." angry, I muttered.
"Oh you can refuse." smiling, G-Man said. "I'd just kill you and prep someone else for the job."
That was eight hours ago. I was now running through the streets in a long black trench coat with a team of cronies after me, firing tranquilizer darts in an effort to stop me. It was my guess that they were not briefed on the operation as they were making a serious effort to capture me. I spotted the high walls of the government facility and ran for the gates. Following the plan, I threw off the trench coat, revealing a boy's school uniform, and rushed passed the gates. "Help! They're after me!" in a frantic voice, I yelled to the guard as I ran passed.
The guard turned to the men and hit an alarm before drawing his weapon. "Halt!"
As I expected, the man was hit with a tranquilizer dart but the men on my tail were surrounded in the next breath by guards with automatic weapons. Another group of guards surrounded me in the next breath but I played the role of a panicked cyborg to the hilt and leaped over them, dodging their bullets. I allowed one to hit, revealing a piece of my cybernetic arm before running into a tall man in a business suit with short blond hair and green eyes. At his side was a teenage girl in a school uniform with short blond hair and blue eyes. She was carrying a violin case.
"Who are you?" coldly, the man asked.
I showed him my injured arm. "I'm like your friend." in a normal voice, I replied. "Only I am a boy. I came here because I know you have the control drug." I winced, adding, "It hurts to go without it for too long."
"A boy cyborg?" curious, the girl asked.
"Rico, take this boy to the infirmary." the man ordered. "If he runs, kill him."
"Yes, Jon." softly, Rio replied. she drew a sidearm. "This way, please."
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