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Darwin's Soldiers: Disruptive Selection

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"Wait, you're going to kill her?" asked Calchas. "She's the only prisoner we've managed to capture, and our only source of information. We have several worthless prisoners in the cells if you need bodies for some reason."


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"You wish to keep her alive? What other use might she have to you other than giving you any sort of information that you may require?" Death let go of Shakila and moved over Calchas "As it seems to me that as soon as she gives you what she wishes, she would be of no use to you, do entertain me as to why you would wish to keep her alive?"

Death started to float around Calchas, his eyes upon Calchas'.  There was no fear, however, there seemed to be some hints in frustration "As it seems that taking this creature out of the picture, you would no longer be as....frustrated as you are right now, to which you would be able to preform whichever jobs these Dragonstorm fleshlings would require you to do next"


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"I'm just thinking logically," Calchas said quickly. "I mean, if Zenarchis comes in here wanting to interrogate her, I don't want to have to tell him that she's dead."

He glanced at her naked body again. "Also, she's the first young, hot female prisoner I've ever had, and there aren't really many...opportunities to meet those in this line of work, you know what I mean? I was hoping for a little...private time once I was done with the questioning," he grinned.


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"Your logic is correct in some manners, this Zenrachis you speak of, may wish to speak with her as well" Death's gaze looked back over to Shakila, moving over to her, moving around her once before moving back over to Calchas.

"Very well, she shall remain alive for the time being, but once you and your Dragonstorm people are done with her, her life shall be mine" Death paused for a moment, not even bothering to question Calchas on what else he was on about, considering it was of no interest to Death himself.

However, something else had sparked his interest again "These prisoners you speak of, as I shall be leaving that female alive, I shall still need some escence to...use....where do you keep these prisoners of yours?"


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(Texas Base)

Kyriel had an inkling about something as she walked down the halls, turning to Calchas' laboratory door and opened it...

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(New Peenemunde Harbor)

"You have a point, Doctor..." Ezekiel replied.  "At this point, I'm in the mood to killing him right now.  Since when did Simpson get unlimited access to a high-level clearance?  Any method of communication between bases were set so that only you, Dr Zenarchis, Dr Montgomery, myself, and the other heads of security could access."


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Calchas smiled. "Please, make use of my personal entrance," he said graciously, leading Death to a door at the back of his laboratory. "The other personnel don't really like to go down here. But if you don't mind, could you leave the cells from the main entrance? Shakila and I might be a little...busy in the next few minutes."

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On the road, Shelton saw the fork up ahead. Out of habit, he turned on the right turn indicator to signal his intention, despite there being no other cars in sight. Straight would take him back to New Peenemunde Harbor, and he had no intention of going back there.

<Say,> ROSS suddenly asked, startling him, <this Shakila of yours, she wouldn't perhaps be an 18-year old black cat, surname Brennan?>

<How did you know that?> Shelton asked.

<A Dragonstorm base in Texas just uploaded to the private Dragonstorm server about a newly acquired prisoner matching that description. She is currently being interrogated by Dr. Wiley Babcock.>

<What? Are you positive?> Shelton exclaimed.

<Quite.>

Shelton drove straight past the fork, back to New Peenemunde. "Change of plans," he said to Kerzach. "We're going to Texas."


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There was no answer from Death for him to actually know that he was to acknowledge Calchas' request.  His gaze glanced over to Kyriel as she had opened up the door, but yet said nothing still in regards to Calchas'request or Kyriel's entrance.

"They shall have to surfice for now, that is, until War is finished with that Las Vegas you humans keep on going on about...." Death finally spoke before he moved off out of sight from Calchas and Kyriel, down towards the cells.


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"He had my authorization," said O'Neill. "I gave him the assignment to review Drake's virtual reality proposal, as I was too busy to do so myself. Had I known you wanted the assignment, I would have given it to you."

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Calchas nodded until Death had left the room.

"Do you know where he came from?" he asked Kyriel, once Death had left for the calls.


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(Texas Base)

Kyriel had stopped in her tracks when she walked through the door as spotted the thing next to Calchas, but her expression did not change as she tried to identify the intruder in her head.  When the creature was gone, she answered the doctor's question.  "If he is what I think he is, then Dr Zenarchis should be aware of Drake's projects running around here...  How goes with the prisoner?"

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(New Peenemunde Harbor)

Ezekiel shook his head.  "On another matter," he said, "we are preparing one of our ballistic missiles for the enemy commando base of operations.  The final call belongs to you..."


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O'Neil smiled. "Sounds brilliant. I shall want to inspect the missile, and then once I give it my blessings, you can fire it off."

O'Neil stood up. "Dragonstorm will be in your debt, Ezekiel, and we will not forget."

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"Found her name is Shakira or something like that," responded Calchas. "Going to find out more information about her team now. You can watch if you like."

He walked back to Shakila and slapped her in the face again. "Where is Dr. Zanasiu right now?" he demanded.


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Recalling what Death had told her, and that darkness in her eyes, she told Calchas what he wished to know without any hessitation.  She just did not want to meet Death again "Heading for....Texas I think it was....with the others..." was what she had told him.

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Death entered the prison cells and looked at each of the prisoners at his disposal, moving from one to the other, deciding on which life he was to take first until he stopped by one of the prisoners.

He looked at said prisoner, his hand turning black again as he grasped the prisoner by the throat, lifting him up against the wall.  Death continued to look into the eyes of the prisoner before his other hand moved into his chest, around the heart of the prisoner and started to squeeze upon the organ "Your life escense shall be mine...."


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Neku glanced at Hailey.
"I've got one edge you don't.  I can fight him at his own game.  Sword against swords.  Plus, he doesn't know what I can do.  Just trust me on this one, okay, hun?"
He asked gently, smiling at her...
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Roux giggled and nodded.
"Hmmm...Well, all I know is that this is better than anything I've ever tasted."
She said, smiling happily at Aisha...
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Hawkeye stopped what he was doing for a moment, tapping ROSS's transmission.
"Slash, Agito...it seems Shakila has been kidnapped, and is in Texas.  Do we go help her?"
He asked calmly, trying to restrain himself. Slash nodded.
"Of course we do!  Agito and I promised her we'd protect her.  Let's go!"
He said impatiently, tail twitching irritably...


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Hailey hessitated for a moment before finally caving in "Fine, just don't die against him" she paused for a moment more, considering what Death had said before he vanished "Just kill War at least....hopefully it will cripple Death's plan somehow, despite what he had just told us"

She looked to Aimee and Xanthus and gave them a nod before the three of them headed off in search for at least Famine and Pestilience.


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While they were driving back, Shelton asked, <ROSS, can you hack into the Texas Base computers and schedule a reassignment for Drs. Roger Simpson and Bradley Gallo?>

<I can, but I fail to see how that benefits me in any way,> ROSS replied. <Depending on their level of anti-virus, it could actually harm me.>

<You're lightyears ahead of anything on a computer system made in Texas,> Shelton shot back acidly. <Just do it.>

<Now let's not stereotype; Texas Instruments is one of the top hardware producers in the nation. On June 9th, 1997, you purchased a TI 83 from a MediaMarkt in Munich.>

<Don't be stupid; I wasn't in Germany then,> Shelton retorted, exasperated. <And how the hell would you know what I bought 13 years ago?>

<You purchased it electronically, and the Germans are staunch record-keepers,> ROSS replied.

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"From what direction?" Calchas asked. "And what vehicles and firepower do they have with them?"

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Stern sat alone in the bar, drinking from a cheap beer. He preferred to save his money for important things rather than wasting it on potables, but that didn't stop him from grimacing with every sip.

To distract him from his drink, he glanced at the various patrons in the bar. To his surprise, one of them was an old face. "Brotherton?"

A past-his-prime veteran with a steel gray mustache glanced up and over. "Thomas!" he exclaimed, walking over and sitting down next to Stern. "You're still alive!"

Stern chuckled. "Of course I am," he replied, sipping his cheap beer again and grimacing. "I'm surprised to see life has treated you well after your actions in the service."

"What happens in the past tends to stay there," Brotherton grinned. "Retired now. You remember Cristo, that ant? He got me a nice place on the border, not too fancy. What about you, what are you up to?"

Stern took a sip and ignored the question. "What are you doing up here?"

"Freelance trucking." Brotherton smiled when he heard Stern scoff. "I carry cargo for some rich narcotraficantes in Ciudad JuĀ·rez," he whispered, leaning in close. "The occasional illegal too, if they have the money. Insanely lucrative these days."

"So I see you're just as despicable as you were," Stern sipped his drink again.

"Love you too, Thomas," Brotherton sat back.


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There was no answer that had come from Shakila.  Perhaps Death had overdone it a bit much with her.  Or she might just be a bit too scared right now to say anything, as she looked at Calchas, fear present in her eyes.  She opened her mouth, but no words came out as she closed it again.

Her eyes drifted over to Kyriel, then back over to Calchas "I'm not sure....there are a few of them....aybe 10? Maybe less....maybe more....I can't recall....but I don't know what sort....of firepower...."


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"Don't you start waddling out of my questions just because you're scared!" Calchas warned. He turned the electricity back on and kept it that way, setting the voltage perhaps too high for her body's weakened state.

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Hans came and sat down next to Stern. "Hey Cpl. Stern, who is this?"

Stern didn't miss a beat. "Seymour Brotherton. Old friend."

"Pleasure's mine," Brotherton grinned, and extended a hand.

"What do you do, Mr Brotherton?" Hans asked.

"Trucking. Just finished a long one to New Mexico, and I'm heading home."

Hans' eyes lit up. "Could you give my son and I a ride? We just need one to The Nevadan desert.

Brotherton thought. "I think I could do that, provided Thomas comes with us and we can catch up on old times."

Stern had no interest in going anywhere with Brotherton, but he was trapped as he'd previously told Hans that Brotherton was an old friend. Better to sit in a car with an old rival for several hours than admit he'd covered for the man's smuggling operation. "Okay," he agreed, trying to betray no hint of emotion.


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(Texas Base)

Kyriel was watching from a distance for a while, but she did not seem pleased with the doctor's line of questions.  "Enough," she said.  "Give her a moment to recover.  We already know from our experiments that her little group is coming here.  But there's another resistance group that left the same base, but they went off radar soon after.  I want to know where THAT group is heading..."

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(New Peenemunde Harbor)

"I can only assure Dragonstorm victory over the ashes of her enemies, Doctor," Ezekiel replied, walking towards the door and opening it.  "My part in this is insuring Dragonstorm's longevity until she finds me obsolete..."


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(Bar in NM)

"I don't know her very well," Dr. Zanasiu admitted. "Come on, why don't we all share a meal together?"

He then went over to the table where Alfred, Roux and some of the others were sitting and grabbed some of the breadsticks and ate them. They were quite oily from the copious use of olive oil but they were quite good.

"So what'd she say?" Spc. Crota asked, eating some calamari.

"That is not your business," Dr. Zanasiu replied.

A bell rang as a Bull trucker wearing a 10 gallon hat entered the bar.

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(FL)

"Shelton? Why are we heading back to New Peenemunde?" Dr. Kerzach asked.

He noticed that the road was pretty much empty.

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A couple more minutes passed before Dr. Williams received her food order.

"Thanks again," she said before she looked for the others.


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Sharon beamed as she followed James to the table. "Anne, over here!" she waved, indicating to the spot between herself and James. <She's really a nice girl, but she's shy because she doesn't know anybody in the group. Do you think you'd be able to try and make her feel more at home?> she sent silently to James, smiling. At the same time, she glanced at Zachary, hoping he'd sit next to her.

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<ROSS just informed me that Shakila has been captured by the Dragonstorm base in Texas.> Shelton replied. <They're probably going to torture her for information and then kill her. I can't let that happen.>

As they neared the civilization of the harbor area, Shelton slowed down to legal speeds. <I'm going to use my status as a DS commander to commandeer a cargo plane.  Know there are a thousand things that will probably go wrong, but I'm not requiring you to come with me. I can let you off here if you want to find your way to James' team instead; I just can't leave her to die.>