Chapter 1 - A04 - Handler Donald pierce fanfic.
"Just 'bout ready to go, Doc"
Pierce said as he approached the hummer that Dr. Rice was sitting in. "Good, get everyone over here to do the mission briefing. We need to be thoroughly prepared for this mission in particular." Dr. Rice said as he looked up from what looked like a case file with a red tag on it.
"Forgive me, Doc but catchin' mutey's is kind of my men's specialty." Pierce spoke though Dr. Rice only shook his head. "No, we're not just catching mutants at this point. We're catching more then just mutants." Dr. Rice began as he passed the file that was in his hands over to pierce.
"Say hello to a mutant slash supernatural hybrid." Dr. Rice said as Pierce opened the file. "Hex labs made em'?" Pierce asked to which Dr. Rice nodded. "There are 15 subjects all together. 8 have already been found, now we're just looking for the other 7." Dr. Rice continued as he looked around for a second.
"The file you've got right there is the file for the high risk group or as what Hex labs named them as the red tags. Those 5 individuals are highly intelligent and have been trained to be killing machine's essentially. The higher ups wanted the 7 lost subjects to be dealt with personally by both you and I." Dr. Rice continued as Pierce looked through the file for the 'red tags'.
However he stopped when he turned the page to the last subject and that is when Dr. Rice spoke again. "This one in particular I am interested in. Which is why her capture will be our main priority." Dr. Rice said as he pointed to the subject's photo. Pierce gave him a quizzical look before Dr. Rice continued.
"She will be a very valuable asset to us. She is highly dangerous, way more then any of the other red tags. Her physical and mental test results are extraordinary but that also make's her a lot harder to catch her. She is extremely volatile and will definitely not go down without a fight. It's because of that behaviour that makes her practically untouchable." Dr. Rice explained. "ok, Doc so what's our game plan?" pierce asked as he read through the file.
"It's simple. Our main target is her, the others are secondary targets and much easier to take down. Your men will need to be on high alert if we are to catch her." Dr. Rice explained as Pierce closed the file and handed it back to the doctor. "But we still need to proceed with caution as her mutation is completely unknown to us. Sadly before we were able to get our hands on the files, some of the information was redacted." Dr. Rice cautioned and Pierce nodded.
"Don't you worry Doc, there hasn't been a single mutey we haven't caught before." Pierce said as he appeared pretty laid back.
"You may be right about that Pierce but what we're dealing with is way more then just a singular mutant. These hybrids were made to fight to the death and they were made as walking, talking weapons essentially. The whole project was sanctioned by the military and Government. Hex Labs had the goal of making the perfect soldier and in a way they succeeded. But the problem is the hybrids can't be controlled as well as Hex Labs designed them to be." Dr. Rice explained further.
"We'll see" Pierce said as he began to radio the other reavers to come towards them to discuss the mission brief.
"You sleep ok?" Trevor asked though I didn't really turn to answer him.
"Slept fine" I answered as I stared out of one of the many large windows of the abandoned factory that we were currently vacating. I sat on the large window sill just staring out the window at nothing in particular. We've been in this abandoned factory for 2 weeks now and we've been on the run for about 2 months now. Two months since the collapse of Hex Labs, quite literally. We blew the entire place up pretty much.
"Nightmares been bothering you again?" Trevor pushed and I only nodded without a verbal reply. I heard him sigh before he spoke again. "We're leaving today, probably gonna be walking for a few hours. Got a tip off that Transigen is getting closer to us." Trevor said and I turned my head to him.
"Then why didn't we leave a week ago, then they wouldn't be gaining on us" I stated but Trevor only shook his head. "I never said they were gaining on us, I said the were getting closer." Trevor explained and I turned my head to look out the window again. Trevor was one of the staff at Hex Labs. He was there from the start, since the moment we were all born. He's like our alpha or leader if our group was ever a pack. He helped us escape Hex Labs and in fact he's a retired veteran. He taught me how to keep control of certain urges.
"You should start to prepare, all 7 of you will shift to hide suspicion and sightings as usual if anything happens I'll have clothes for all of you." Trevor continued and I nodded. "I know the plan I just think we should have left earlier." I explained my concern as there are only 7 of us as the other 8 were captured. "Hey, this plan is full proof, we've used it before and how long have you known me?" Trevor asked as I turned my head to look at him again. "ever since I could remember" I said. "Exactly, we have nothing worry about and you all know the back up plan in case someone gets caught" Trevor said and I nodded.
"We should head down stairs now and prepare the others" Trevor suggest and again I nodded before getting off the window sill. "No doubt Alia's probably nervous." Trevor chuckled and I nodded with a smile. "When is she not nervous" I said as I walked past Trevor and to the stair well Trevor following behind me. We make our way down stairs and as soon as we get there I see Alia anxiously pacing whilst Calum is trying to calm her. "We're ready to go Trev." Violet said as she approached us. "Good, we'll get going in a few minutes." Trevor said while I looked around at the last 7 of us. Like me, Alia, Calum and Violet are all red tags. We were grew up together, trained together and we've protected each other ever since.
"Andy, how's Zoe doing?" Trevor asked Andy who was in the beta group or secondary group to the red tags. "Yeah, uh Dakota she want's to talk to you about something." Andy said a bit hesitantly and I only nodded before walking towards another stairwell that led to the rooms we were sleeping in. I make my way up there and as I do I can hear sobbing.
Zoe was also a red tag though she wasn't nearly anything like us. She was anger driven, reckless, volatile, cold or cruel she was everything but those terms.
As I make it up the stairs I immediately see Zoe sitting on her bed with her knees cuddled to her chest, her face blotchy from crying. "What's wrong Zo?" I asked as I walked towards her. I don't often show emotions but in the rare cases that I do, it's usually around Zoe or my twin brother Calum and sometimes Alia. But you see me and Zoe we have something in common that no one else has. We have a secret that we both vowed to keep until our own deaths. Something we have never told another soul.
"My stomach's been feeling weird and I've been throwing up lately. I think...I think I'm..." She sobbed as she touched her stomach and straight away I knew. I quickly sat on her bed and brought her into a hug. "I-I don't want to get rid of it but I'm so scared." Zoe stuttered as she cried in my arms. She was only 16 years old were as I was 17, almost 18 in about a month or two. "We'll all figure it out together, did you want to tell anyone?" I asked as I didn't question her choice of keeping it. "N-no I-I don't think I want to tell anyone just yet." Zoe stuttered out as I released her from the hug. "Your going to be fine, your strong and when the time comes we're all going to be there to support you no matter what." I assured. But as Zoe went to say something suddenly we heard conflict down stairs and the sound of car engines outside.
I shot up from Zoe's bed and sprinted to the window just in time to see several trucks pulling up outside of the factory. "Shit! We gotta go, NOW!" I said as I ran over to Zoe grabbed her hand and pulled her with me to the stair well but I stopped as soon as I heard yelling downstairs. "Shit" I whispered as I gestured for Zoe to keep quiet. As the yelling continued I suddenly heard gun shots. Zoe flinched at the sound of the gunshots as she held onto my hand with a tight grip.