Prototype: Viral Mates

Chapter 57

"Interesting," Alex mused from the land rover he was in with the breeders. "He was actually concerned about what he did for his wife."

"I know. I wonder if he would turn to our cause if we saved her," Osiris grinned. "The man is a scientific genius with biochemical warfare."

"True. We'll talk about it after I fuck up this base. I need a carry case for those hearts," Alex said. "Your mother needs them."

"I'll follow you after each room and carry them," Hermanubis said. "I won't trust any other. What do we do about Hedeyasu?"

"Keep track of where he's being taken. Then take over his driver. When we get into the base, he should be called. Osiris, you call him. Tell him that you need to take him to a place of safety. You can tell him it's on a submarine offshore. Give him some tea. Put sleeping drugs in it. Stuff that's known to calm the nerves, only this will work too good for him. He does give a shit about his wife. We'll see about reviving her and let her give him what for if she feels like it," Alex grinned savagely. "And, yes, we'll record the meeting."

"Sounds like fun," Osiris chuckled. Isis giggled and looked over at the base entrance. Sigyn was quick to run over to them and latch onto the rover. As they all assumed their disguises, the massive Hunter didn't even take notice of them. It was busy wreaking havoc on the security squads. If it was still alive later, they'd kill it for fun.

Osiris expertly drove the rover quickly down the five mile tunnel. It was pitch black, save for the small emergency lights along the ceiling to guide them down the straight underwater road. After ten minutes, they got to the island base. Right before they reached the security checkpoint, Alex tapped Osiris on the shoulder. "Tell them about the fucker at the entrance."

"Got it," Osiris muttered in his Commander guise. When the rover drove up to show the group that was in it, the security personnel was confused. When they noticed that English was being spoken, they focused on the language to understand it. "Hedeyasu sent me here with my crew. A viral mutation is attacking the first security checkpoint. Get your team out there, and either quarantine it or kill it! If that son of a bitch gets into the city, we're all fucked! If it gets in here, you're all fucked after I kill you, myself!"

"Sir, yes, Sir!" the men said together. The small cars they got into were gone down the tunnel the moment they were turned on.

"I have to lock down this base! I need a status report!" he growled. "Are all accounted for? We can't have anything go missing or go wrong!"

"All of the clones are accounted for. Save for one. Sniper specialty is missing," the lead security man said. "We have them in their training locations."

"Good," Alex smirked and consumed the man to gain his memories. "I'm going hunting. Hermanubis, get your ass in gear! We have to do this now!"

"Should we get more drones in here?" Sigyn asked.

"No. Just us. Monitor the cameras. Use the communication devices we were given. Osiris, you have to call Hedeyasu to track him and get him into a submarine. We can't fuck this up. We go in. Slaughter the bitches. Gather the hearts. Grab the piece of your mother. Leave. One shot. It's all we got. Let's go," Alex growled. The breeders nodded.

"This place would make an awesome base for us," Isis mused.

"No. The military might know about it. We blow it up," Alex said, and he put the communicator into his ear. "You have a cooler handy? We're gonna need it for the hearts."

"I have one, like I said before," Hermanubis nodded. He showed the cold compress bag to him. "We'll put the hearts in it and chill them when we reach the submarine."