ProlougeA Chapter by ♪Kinnixk ♫
Mali's POV. Enjoy~
I always knew I would win. It was only a matter of time. It doesn’t concern me that a few people know about the agency now, as long as we have the project intact and under our control, we were fine. No one would be fired and I would still be in power, a position I enjoyed very much.
I tilt my head back into the red plush chair. My boss had contacted me earlier this morning and appeared a bit frustrated, apparently someone tipped him off that the project was lost for a while. The last end of the conversation continues to swirl repeatedly through my head.
“The project is back in our possession?” my boss’s voice was low and calm, in control. I couldn’t hear any emotion whatsoever and I wasn’t sure if it was a good or bad thing.
“Yes. I sent it into our labs to work on. It knew too much and it was too aware.” The worst scenario that could happen when trying to control something is when it ends up knowing too much for its own good.
“It tried to make its own conscience?”
“Hmm. Tell you what, Mali. I will leave the project entirely in your care. We need it to work for us physically, emotionally, and mentally. You have one week.”
Only how I could manage that is my problem. To get the project to physically assure to our cause I need to convince her mentally and emotionally. And I thought of one way; it was easier than the others I thought.
“Destroy her memory. She’s to only know the good things about me, you understand?”
She won’t know anyone but me when she wakes. She won’t know anyone else. Not her friends. Not her past. Not the killings. Not the remote. Nothing.
She’ll only know of me and I will act as her best friend, a lover she can confide in. I close my eyes. She’ll know only as my bedroom as her world. She won’t be able to process anything else for a while. I startle when I hear a loud knock from my door. Blinking away sleep, I yell for them to enter. A scientist from the lab walks into my room and her assistant comes in closely behind her holding a body. It was Sarah, or it used to be. The blonde locks proved it.
“Has it been reset?” I ask and lean forward on my chair.
The blonde scientist nods.
“Leave us then,” I order, “I wish not to be disturbed until it awakens.”
She nods, “Yes sir.”
They were both out the door when I think of it. “Hey,” I yell after them, “When is it going to wake up?”
The assistant checks his clipboard, “About three hours, sir,” he said in a slight French accent.
I scoff, “So what the hell am I supposed to do then?”
“Relax. You know,” he shrugs, “Leisure time.”
I stare at him dumbfounded. What was I supposed to do with leisure time?
“Have fun,” he clarifies and shuts the door. My eyes wander over to the project. She lied very still and a smile creeps onto my face as I think of what I could do.
“Fun…” I repeat and straddle myself on the bed with her.
© 2012 ♪Kinnixk ♫
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Last Updated on May 12, 2012
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