In an under ground lab located somewhere inGillette, Wyoming. A woman’s agonizing scream echoed through out the corridor in the base. A number of nurses and a doctor surround, this woman that was restrained to a medical bed. Shallow and rapid breathes escaped her lips in between screams. "You’re doing fine, your almost there just keep pushing." One of the nurses said with a soft smile on her face while she wiped beads of sweat off the woman’s head. "452 one more hard push should be enough." The salt and pepper haired middle aged doctor yelled. In her mid to late 30’s the woman’s mussed brown hair stuck to her face, as she greeted her teeth while leaning forward. A pain like nothing she ever felt before, she gripped the bed rails. With a tightened gripped so strong it looked as if, the indentions of her fingers and palm would be left in the metal bar. Due to the lack of indication of time, her few hours of labor felt that of day. But with a final scream met seconds later by cries of baby. Hearing the sound of her child quickly eased her mind, having her forget about the hour pain she just endured.
Reaching out her arms, as the nurse that coached her though the ordeal. Washed, weighted, measured and bundled the newborn. She watched as her baby was handed to Doctor Muir. Her arms quickly jerked down as she was reminded that she still in restraints. "Let me hold him, let me hold my child!" she began to yell and scream, once she notice Dr. Muir was heading towards the door of the room. "You can’t do this Muir… You can’t be so heartless as to not let me hold my baby at least once?" By now she had began to violently jerk, shaking the medical bed back and forth. Stepping away from the bed, the nurses removed themselves from harms ways. Scraping the floor as it elevated from her fury, she yelled numerous profane words at the doctor that had already left room. Only to stop and speak to the guard standing duty out side the room. "She has out lived her usefulness, dispose of her." He said with little or no emotion in his voice. Having his orders the soldier reached for his side arm while entering the room. "You hear me Muir? I will come after you and I will kill you! You son of a –" Her words were cut short, and a dead silence filled the room and hall as a loud bang echoed in the room. Not even a sound of a scream form the nurses was heard nothing. Continuing down a hall
The doctor looked down at the newborn with a malice grin on face before saying, "X6-012, I have big plans for you lad. Big plans indeed."
2 Years Earlier
Dark grey clouds blanked over the mid-day sky, dimming what sun light managed to protrude through them. The day was slightly frosty, as wind kicked up to 35 mph. The clouds above head looked so full that they would burst at any moment. Standing around a casket that would soon be lowered into the ground at Trinity Church Cemetery, a small group of people no more the 12. Their moods as gloomy as the weather looked at this point in time. Sounds of weeping were drowned out but the bone shaking sound of thunder that echoed in the sky. Half way into the ministers sermon, a woman with dark brown hair in black riding leather. Dismounting her jet black with silver trim Honda CBR 600 RR that she parked on the hill side looking down at the mourners. She walk down to a near by tree, that she leaned against. With her right hand she raised her sun glasses up to the top of head, reviling a pair of watery blood shot deep dark brown eyes. Drops of rain began to fall, coming down heavier with each second that passed. "Wow Daniel it seems even the heavens are weeping for the lost of you. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust my friend." She spoke out in an inaudible tone right as her cell phone began to ring. Looking at the number she answered, "Max here, what’s up? Un-huh yeah I’m ok. Did you find out anything from doctor Warrenton? Ok well I’ll be at the normal place if you need me." Closing her cell, Max walked over to her bike. Turning the ignition key, the machine roared to life as she revved it a few times before speeding off.
A few hours later found in club B-Dive, she sat at the bar with a glass only filled with ice as this point. She lifted it and yelled, "Another vodka on the rock!" The blaring sound of deep house, and trance music played in the background, while seizer causing lights and lasers danced around to the beat of the music. Pour her drink the bar tender could read the sadness on her face. "Max what’s got ya down tonight?" Just about as quickly as the glass touched her lips, it’s was already turned upside down and it’s content was in her mouth. "I’m just having one of those weeks ya know." She replied as she sat the glass on the bar top and motioned the pouring of another shot. "Maxi you know hitting the sauce like that isn’t good for your liver." A blonde man with low cut around the same age as her jokingly said as he sat down. "Ha-ha Joseph, hey I thought you were going to show up at Trinity today?" signaling for his usual rum and coke he turned back to Max, "You know I don’t like those kind of things. I’m more of a privet mourner. But anyways what is the count so far?" Hold the glass by it’s rim she sloshed the alcohol around, "Including Danny? that makes five this year… well that we know of that is. Whatever those @$$holes did to our genetics, it seems to becoming unstable. And after talking with Dr. Warrenton it sounds like we’re being taken out by a mutant violent stain of the flu." Her face began to looked flushed, "I’m not feeling to hot right now…" In his usual sense of not taking thing seriously he jokingly replied. "I told you about drinking to much." Before she knew it the room the was and then everything went black.
2 Days Later
"Maxi girl you’re finally awake. You know you scared me half to death." Her vision was blurry as she could only hear his voice but not make out his face. Slowly lifting her hand up to his face everything went into focus, as he lips parted and her words became audible. "Sorry and thank you, but would you shut up." She chuckled as her hand fell back to her side "I’m good now I just need a good few day sleep, but really your voice is hallafied annoying. Joking ha-ha really thanks you’re a true friend." She set up and stretch before rising to her feet. "Think nothing of it, you know us M-core’s gotta stick together." As the two joked back and forth, unknown to them five units of X-5 surrounded Joseph’s apartment. "This is blue team we’re in position. There are two of them in side, our orders are to take them alive I repeat alive. On my mark we take them down fast. Shot only to wound, again only to wound." Holding up his three fingers, he counted down before the units rushed in. Rushing through the door and crushing through the windows, with automatic rifles they surrounded Max and Joseph. "Surrender now, and no harm will come to you." The squad leader said to them, as the two look at each other and turned back to back.
The two took off in opposite directions as they rushed soldiers. Deflecting the barrels of two rifles that was aimed at her, with her wrist. She spun and squeezed through the two men that were holding them before delivering a side kick to the gut of a soldier that was standing behind them. Sending her flying backwards into two more of her unit, causing them to tumble backwards out the door. Bringing her attention back to the two in front her, she first kick the one to her left in the back of the knee, forcing it to buckle as swung around with her arm extended out to close line the second. Throwing series of punches and kicks, Max almost found herself unaware of the one X-5 that had pulled a retractable baton and was head right her. Getting her arms crossed above her was as the blow was coming down, Max grabbed his wrist and while still holding on she ducked under his arm and twisted it. Then violently jerking she cause his body to involuntarily flip forward crashing through Joseph’s coffee table, as she disarmed him of the baton and began using it on her would be captors.
It seemed as though the two would escape until a three shot burst rang out through the apartment. As Max turned around she watch Joseph fall to the ground holding his leg. Frozen in place she went to yell out, "Jos-" being cut off and the butt of a rifle met with the back of her head knocking her out cold. "Joseph!" she yelled a few hours later as she woke up, to find herself restrained to a lab table only leaving her head mobile. "Oh my dear 452 you’re finally awake." A man loading a needle with a clear liquid. "Who are you? Where am I and where is Joseph?" she demanded as she shook furiously trying to free herself. "So many question 452, well first I am Doctor Jonathan Muir the lead geneticist here at the home you ran away from so many years ago Manticore. And as for Joseph, the lad is fine. Like you he is a one of the few original X-5’s that still hasn’t falling ill from the X-G virus that seems to only effect your kind." Letting a feral scream as she realized that she wouldn’t be able to free herself, and replied back. "Ok so why am I here what are you planning to do with me and Joseph?" The doctor began prep a vain in her arm. "Oh I’m glad you asked, Joseph is here so we can find a way to correct the issue of the X-G virus. While you on the other hand, we have greater plans for you. After we finding and cleaning up the genetic mess you call your DNA, we’re going to use your genetic make-up along with that of a X-5R to bio-engineer an embryo before implanting it in you to carry to term. Now don’t worry the egg we use will actually come from you so it will be your child 452." The sound of the cuffed that were holding her at bay echoed as she once again tried to free herself. " YOU MONSTER! I WILL KILL YOU!" she screamed in a feral angered voice, before everything went black again due to the sedation that Dr. Muir just injected to her.
12 Years Later
Sitting in the center of an all white room, a ten year old boy with sensors on different parts of his upper torso, arms and head. Is mentally sent through numerous simulation that tested reaction time, deduction skills, strategy planning. Known to him is a room on the other side on a one way mirror. On the other side a man by the name of Timothy Wilson monitor and calculate the results. "Tim how is everything going with 012?" Dr. Muir said as he walked through the door looking at a few charts. "He’s doing far above expected Dr. Muir. The X-6 results are off the charts, how could a child be this advanced he’s already produced better results then must of our best soldier that are three times his age." Muir just chuckled as he leaned forward to a microphone and pressed the income button. "012 well done, now head off to your bunk and wait for you next training session." Releasing the button he looked over at Timothy, then standing straight and folding his arms he began to speak. "X-6 012 is the only survivor out 20 embryos, he was designed to be an ultimate soldier. I would expect nothing less of him."
To be continued…