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Richard
Omega's Handler
Richard had been in Epsilon's stasis chamber, taking notes when he got a call. Sighing, Richard picked up the phone and listened to the person on the other end very briefly before grinning and hanging up. Omega had been captured, and the chairman wanted to see him and Eliza immediately. Hopefully it was what he was thinking it was for. Eliza knew about the Epsilon project, and she wasn't too happy about it, since it would possibly replace her precious Alpha, but Richard frankly didn't care. "Eliza, the Chairman wishes to see us immediately." He said as he picked up a nearby radio that all handlers carried.

With that, he went over to the elevator, heading straight up to the Chairman's office. It seemed he was early, so he waited outside the door and went over data while he waited for his coworker to arrive.

Once Eliza arrived, Richard finished up what he was doing and then smiled to her. "Well shall we go in?" He asked, though his smile hardly seemed genuine. More like practiced. Without waiting for a response from the girl, Richard walked in, standing before the chairman's desk patiently.

"The decision has been made to activate Epsilon immediately and put the unit into service." The chairman said as he looked at the two, leaning forward in his seat a little now to show he was focused on the conversation. "We will let the Delta systems play their little rescue game for two hours while Epsilon is activated, but when it is ready, the Delta systems are to return to headquarters." He instructed them.

"So the Omega unit has already been surrendered?" Richard asked, really not seeming to care about the unit he'd been assigned. "Or was it set up so the systems wouldn't realize you wanted it out of the program?"

"Either way, Omega was useless to our company. Too much damage and confusion was only costing us money. Even if the resistance has the unit, it will not be of much use to them either. It was designed to be weak and that is all it ever will be." The chairman replied calmly before turning to Eliza. "If you are unable to rein your unit in, I will allow Epsilon to use any means it finds appropriate to neutralize the Alpha unit. And Epsilon has been equipped to do exactly that." He warned Eliza before turning back to Richard. "Go activate Epsilon, and let me know when it is fully functional."

Richard just nodded and then walked out of the room, headed back down to the stasis room where Epsilon was being kept.

"Unless you have anything to say, you are dismissed as well, Eliza." The Chairman told her as he now sat back and began looking at some files on his desk.

His headset buzzed. It was the sign of an incoming signal from Epsilon personnel. It was Eliza. He waited for her to finish before replying. "Where is the faith? I know protocol. Unfortunately for protocol, I will not leave my sister out there." He growled in agitation but kept the driver going as he scanned the city and its pedestrians.

Eliza sighed, frowning at her screens. Damn her for nagging at him earlier..."I've always got faith in you, that isn't the issue here..." she mumbled softly, and turned in her swivel chair, wheeling over to another desk and pulling out some files. She opened them and wheeled back to her original spot, facing the screens again. "I can't say that I know how it feels; I don't have any siblings. But I will say this: if you don't follow protocol I can't save you, Michael. In fact..." she hesitated, knowing that there was a good chance she was being monitored, but feeling the need to warn him. He might have a chance at a better outcome if she did. "There is something here in the corporation that is much bigger than you, much bigger than all of you put together...so please...don't fail me." she bit out that last sentence, disconnecting the frequency. As if what she wanted ever mattered. This was war.

Serrenedy's voice came in over the speaker.I don't understand, her last known location was at her mission site. Everything was going according to plan. No anomalies in mood or behavior pattern... Serrenedy looked to see if Omega's arm generated a strong enough signal...it didn't, but something did. "I see the problem. The camera on her arm was fine, the video and audio were both shot, yes. But the wireless signal was still strong. At least it was until it went on overload. An electric burst that powerful would have rendered her immobile for at least a half hour." She continued to run diagnostics. "This was an inside job...someone knew her schedule, and that she'd be far enough from us to capture her.". She thought for a minute and brought up a separate list of Omega's caretakers over time. "She had a handler, Amaya. The woman is still M.I.A. I'll see if she's still implanted." Serrenedy searched for the woman and narrowed her eyes. "Her chip is still active, I have a trail of radio waves but...it... vanishes." Serrenedy scowled. "I'm transferring the last ordinates of the chip to the g.p.s. on your vehicles. Boys, do NOT do this without me. They must be trying to take us down one by one, we need to stick together!" With that, Serrenedy ran for her own pink monotracer


Sally's eyes were wide as she scrambled through the vents. She finally returned to the vent she slept in, the few times she slept, and retrieved from it a hat and a pair of sunglasses. Though she promised herself she wasn't angry with her 'sister' for following orders, she was furious. So instead, she took deep breaths. She tried her hardest to focus her anger elsewhere. She scrabbled through the vents, stopping at the one only right in front of the prison. She rarely stopped doing her job. but now everyone was looking out for the same things, so she didn't need to look as hard. She took another deep breath as she covered the hair and eyes that would have given her away and lowered herself before Omega. Her fists clenched and un-clenched, her breathing heavy. She was seeing red due to the woman in front of her. She had questions, wanted answers. It was what made her so good at her job, the hope that one day she'd be able to speak with the scum from this company and ask how they slept at night...only now, she couldn't find the words. She could wait though. She didn't mind waiting for one of the monsters. She waited years, a few more hours couldn't hurt.

Sally's eyes widened once, then narrowed behind her glasses. "'Ow'd you recognize me!?" She demanded. She took of her 'clever disguise', her eyes icy with anger. "No matter" She murmured to herself as she fixed a glare on Omega."I'll ask the ques-tions around here if you don't mind" She scowled. Even angry as she was and with the advantage she had, she didn't like Omega tone. "And fer the record, I'm not gonna to kill ya...I'm saving death for someone very important." Sally paced a bit, unsure of how exactly to ask the questions that burned through her soul. "You will tell me the names of you leaders!" She ordered Omega. She really was trying to keep her anger in check. She had to remind herself that Omega wasn't the one at fault here, the cooperation was.

Sally really didn't like this woman as her cheeks burnt bright red. A whole corporation can't control you. Every'ne would get in every'ne else's way. You gotta lead-er. Who's the top dog sippin coffee and chokin down cigars all day!? She was not going to give Omega any ammo to use against her...but she had thought a smigin farther than the delta system seemed to think. The gun in pocket felt heavy and awkward, It was the one Ashes had been working on earlier, so she knew it was dangerous at least. She stepped closer to the cell, pulling the gun out just enough for the woman inside to get a good look. "I migh na be gonna kill ya...but you can live through aall sortsa stuff ya know"

Nyx looked up and spotted the gun, as small smile tracing her lips once more as she looked at Sally. "By all means, go ahead. I've been shot, beaten within an inch of my life and Alpha even ripped my arm off. Pain doesn't work on me as a threat anymore." Nyx told her as she sat up a little more now.

"So what's your next plan of action? Follow up with your threat and shoot me? Or just get angry and wing it? From what I understand in my research humans generally never think very well when they are angered. They tend to make rash decisions, ones that can end very badly for them." She said, her voice slightly icey. She was seeing how far she could push Sally, for entertainment first of all, then research and then as her own plan. Maybe at least just to cause a disturbance in the rebel compound, seeing as it would be very easy at this point to stun her once more.