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Chapter II

Blind Leader

Dec. 2140 North Am Altered A Corps NW

Two-Three-Eight had been "Alive" as the scientist called it (they kept calling when he woke up the resurrection, for some reason that made him uncomfortable) for a month now. He had been taught how to strip all weapons at his disposal from an M-16 assault rifle to even the lowliest of landmines; he also noticed a distinct sharpness in his eyes when he asked the doctors they said

"Well of course, you're spliced with a hawk after all, what did you expect?"

"Well I uh…wasn't sure"

"Truth be told we didn't know what would happen, you could've come out like some of the 'dregs'"

"Dregs?" , Three Eight asked out of curiousity.

"Well truth be told we've been doing this off and on since about the year 2020, well before you were born" the scientist explained, "there have been some minor accidents…." He let the word dangle in the air and said "Like Blind Leader"

Three Eight tried to ask who he was but the scientist waved him off like it was nothing, nothing at all.
That night he had gone back to his barracks that he shared with a three seven, three nine and even a four zero, they had all come up with names for eachother Three Seven was named Sever, for his Technopathic abilities, the Three Nine was named Fine, for his ability to transform into a fine mist and enter any room, the Four Zero was named Twitch, for his reflexes, all he had to do was twitch his hand and that was it.  They all said nothing as Three Eight(known as Tre because they didn't know his real purpose yet) came in and sat on his lower bed that he shared with Twitch; he sighed

'Another round of PT, I swear if I could get out of here I would"

"We all would" They agreed

It's not that Three Eight didn't mind PT it was what came after, all the shots with mysterious liquids the electro shocks they used to try and induce changes, it seems like they were only experiments, hell he doesn't even remember hearing anything about the disbanding of the Three-Fives, he had some friends that were supposed to be in the Raptor Corps, but just suddenly disappeared.  Some time ago, they said that the Raptor Corps was disbanded, no reason given; Tre found this very interesting but did not want to question in fear that he would be next.

The man sat there in silence each one rummaging around for things on their bed, Tre had picked up a novel from the commissary, Twitch was working on handling his new Balisong, Sever was tinkering with the laptop that he had been given, Fine was thinking he always did, everyone thought he was odd for that but it seemed most of the Ghost Corps (given to Four Zeroes because of their ability to transform into mist).

It was a few hours before Tre spoke up and asked

"Has anyone heard of Blind Leader?"

Sever looked down and then back up, "He was one of the first"

'First what?' Tre asked intrigued.

"First of us man, I think he was a point five not even a proper model number"

"What was his talent?"

"Telepath, it was the reason he was known as Blind Leader, it seems when they made him something
went neurologically wrong and it caused him not to see, the funny thing is he still could sense things, and he lead many of the operations during the early days of the corps"

"Then why is he considered an accident?"
Sever looked at Tre devoid of all emotion, "Because he went rogue man, he escaped the compound something we're not supposed to do , you know that very well, Mr. I tried to fly off the range"

"Well how was I supposed to know we were prisoners?" Tre said

"That's just it we're not' Sever said

"Sure does feel like it" he shot back

"We're experiments man, not  prisoners", Sever said shoving the computer over to him
Tre looked at the screen but couldn't make heads or tails of it, it was all in some sophisticated computer jumble, a cipher maybe? No, he wasn't sure what it was but he knew it wasn't a cipher

"What the hell is this"

Sever looked at the screen and said "Oh, sorry" he hit a few keys and the screen came alive

                                                                        Project Chimera 2.0
ATTN: All Scientific Department Heads                                     From:  Dr. Y. Chamata
Subject:    Project Chimera

                                                              For your Eyes Only

                                                    Concerning Projects 20-40

                                Alter, Ghost, Techno, Blind, Raptor, and Sewer

As we all know, the splicing community has been in an uproar since we unveiled the Blinds to the world, and that little messy incident in Nevada, of Jan, 2120……

The document looked like half of it was marked out he looked up at Sever and without even asking Sever answered

"It's been redacted, to fit the Freedom Of Information Act'

"Ah, so you want to summarize it for me?"

"Well it seems this has to do with the Decommisioning of the Raptor Corps, also there's one up there that I can't tell what it is, something about Rats but I'm not too sure about it."

"So this is about what happened to the Raptor Corp….interesting and it mentions us" Tre motioned to the heading.

"Well we're all part of project GenMesh , something to make an all mutated corp to get stuff done that normal core wouldn't be able to do"

"Like sneaking into enemy territory looking like the enemy" Tre Said

"Or being able to pass through alarms like mist" Fine Said

"Or figuring out computers without a key stroke" Sever said

"Being able to kill at super speeds" Twitch said

They all smiled knowing now why the heck they were here was good, but they still wondered why the heck they had to be in the dark so much of the time, it seems all they did was drill, drill, drill none of them had seen field action and it was likely that none of them would any time soon.  Then again, Tre wasn't ready for action; sure it seemed fun, but what if he hurt someone he didn't know if he could handle that.  Sure he knew how to kill in many different ways, from poison to firearms but he wasn't sure if he could actually do any of these things.

Sever looked at him "What's the matter bro"

The Three Eight looked back at him "Bro?"

"Brother, Bro, Slang Vernacular for Friend" said the Tecnopath

"Ah I get it I get it cut your line Sever"

"What do you mean?"

"Nevermind, you consider me a friend?"

"Yes, we do"

"We were all brought out of the take at the same time, therefore some part of us is menat to be togher and I don't think they would actually put us in the same barracks if they didn't want us as a unit"

Tre nodded and smiled at this, this warmed him to no end.

The family unit that would become known as the Alters had begun

Description
Chapter II

Blind Leader

Dec. 2140 North Am Altered A Corps NW

Two-Three-Eight had been "Alive" as the scientist called it (they kept calling when he woke up the resurrection, for some reason that made him uncomfortable) for a month now. He had been taught how to strip all weapons at his disposal from an M-16 assault rifle to even the lowliest of landmines; he also noticed a distinct sharpness in his eyes when he asked the doctors they said

"Well of course, you're spliced with a hawk after all, what did you expect?"

"Well I uh…wasn't sure"

"Truth be told we didn't know what would happen, you could've come out like some of the 'dregs'"

"Dregs?" , Three Eight asked out of curiousity.

"Well truth be told we've been doing this off and on since about the year 2020, well before you were born" the scientist explained, "there have been some minor accidents…." He let the word dangle in the air and said "Like Blind Leader"

Three Eight tried to ask who he was but the scientist waved him off like it was nothing, nothing at all.
That night he had gone back to his barracks that he shared with a three seven, three nine and even a four zero, they had all come up with names for eachother Three Seven was named Sever, for his Technopathic abilities, the Three Nine was named Fine, for his ability to transform into a fine mist and enter any room, the Four Zero was named Twitch, for his reflexes, all he had to do was twitch his hand and that was it.  They all said nothing as Three Eight(known as Tre because they didn't know his real purpose yet) came in and sat on his lower bed that he shared with Twitch; he sighed

'Another round of PT, I swear if I could get out of here I would"

"We all would" They agreed

It's not that Three Eight didn't mind PT it was what came after, all the shots with mysterious liquids the electro shocks they used to try and induce changes, it seems like they were only experiments, hell he doesn't even remember hearing anything about the disbanding of the Three-Fives, he had some friends that were supposed to be in the Raptor Corps, but just suddenly disappeared.  Some time ago, they said that the Raptor Corps was disbanded, no reason given; Tre found this very interesting but did not want to question in fear that he would be next.

The man sat there in silence each one rummaging around for things on their bed, Tre had picked up a novel from the commissary, Twitch was working on handling his new Balisong, Sever was tinkering with the laptop that he had been given, Fine was thinking he always did, everyone thought he was odd for that but it seemed most of the Ghost Corps (given to Four Zeroes because of their ability to transform into mist).

It was a few hours before Tre spoke up and asked

"Has anyone heard of Blind Leader?"

Sever looked down and then back up, "He was one of the first"

'First what?' Tre asked intrigued.

"First of us man, I think he was a point five not even a proper model number"

"What was his talent?"

"Telepath, it was the reason he was known as Blind Leader, it seems when they made him something
went neurologically wrong and it caused him not to see, the funny thing is he still could sense things, and he lead many of the operations during the early days of the corps"

"Then why is he considered an accident?"
Sever looked at Tre devoid of all emotion, "Because he went rogue man, he escaped the compound something we're not supposed to do , you know that very well, Mr. I tried to fly off the range"

"Well how was I supposed to know we were prisoners?" Tre said

"That's just it we're not' Sever said

"Sure does feel like it" he shot back

"We're experiments man, not  prisoners", Sever said shoving the computer over to him
Tre looked at the screen but couldn't make heads or tails of it, it was all in some sophisticated computer jumble, a cipher maybe? No, he wasn't sure what it was but he knew it wasn't a cipher

"What the hell is this"

Sever looked at the screen and said "Oh, sorry" he hit a few keys and the screen came alive

                                                                        Project Chimera 2.0
ATTN: All Scientific Department Heads                                     From:  Dr. Y. Chamata
Subject:    Project Chimera

                                                              For your Eyes Only

                                                    Concerning Projects 20-40

                                Alter, Ghost, Techno, Blind, Raptor, and Sewer

As we all know, the splicing community has been in an uproar since we unveiled the Blinds to the world, and that little messy incident in Nevada, of Jan, 2120……

The document looked like half of it was marked out he looked up at Sever and without even asking Sever answered

"It's been redacted, to fit the Freedom Of Information Act'

"Ah, so you want to summarize it for me?"

"Well it seems this has to do with the Decommisioning of the Raptor Corps, also there's one up there that I can't tell what it is, something about Rats but I'm not too sure about it."

"So this is about what happened to the Raptor Corp….interesting and it mentions us" Tre motioned to the heading.

"Well we're all part of project GenMesh , something to make an all mutated corp to get stuff done that normal core wouldn't be able to do"

"Like sneaking into enemy territory looking like the enemy" Tre Said

"Or being able to pass through alarms like mist" Fine Said

"Or figuring out computers without a key stroke" Sever said

"Being able to kill at super speeds" Twitch said

They all smiled knowing now why the heck they were here was good, but they still wondered why the heck they had to be in the dark so much of the time, it seems all they did was drill, drill, drill none of them had seen field action and it was likely that none of them would any time soon.  Then again, Tre wasn't ready for action; sure it seemed fun, but what if he hurt someone he didn't know if he could handle that.  Sure he knew how to kill in many different ways, from poison to firearms but he wasn't sure if he could actually do any of these things.

Sever looked at him "What's the matter bro"

The Three Eight looked back at him "Bro?"

"Brother, Bro, Slang Vernacular for Friend" said the Tecnopath

"Ah I get it I get it cut your line Sever"

"What do you mean?"

"Nevermind, you consider me a friend?"

"Yes, we do"

"We were all brought out of the take at the same time, therefore some part of us is menat to be togher and I don't think they would actually put us in the same barracks if they didn't want us as a unit"

Tre nodded and smiled at this, this warmed him to no end.

The family unit that would become known as the Alters had begun