Free EVO Universe 1: The First by Kipjo Ewers Page B

the man who was apparently the leader of the group, “She should be out for at least thirty-six hours…”

    “Just cut her fucking head off…,” hissed the woman of the group.

    Sophia struggled to lift her head to see who the bitch was at that point, only to see that she was wearing some high tech looking helmet that covered her entire head attached to an equally tech like suit.

    “No you idiot, we need her alive for this to work,” the leader reminded the woman, “Just hit her with another dosage and some of the pink stuff…that’ll make sure she won’t remember any of this…”

    She struggled to move, tried to make her voice louder so someone could hear her but it was no use. The next thing she felt was a leather hand grabbing her arm, and a sharp prick. She groaned again as things began to get foggy, what little consciousness she had was focused on the female figure.

    She could feel her looking at her before everything went black, and she was sure she heard her say, “Get ready for your life to change…”

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    She woke up from her trance with a gasp and her eyes blinded with tears, as she scrambled to her feet in confusion she crashed into the nearest wall effortlessly caving it in; she steadied herself, forced herself to breathe normally, and to stop the damn shaking. As crazy as it was, it was now clear what had happened on that night all those year ago.

    Raged now stoked her heart, somehow, some way she had to find out about that morbid patch, and then she would find them. First, she grabbed the cash out of the box, counted it taking half and putting the rest back in the box. She then tore a piece of paper from a tablet, grabbed a pen and wrote, “I’m so sorry for taking your money and the damage. I promise I will pay you back and fix everything. You have my word.”

    As she finished her letter of apology, an earth shaking crashing sound of metal on metal from outside made her leap out of her skin.

    “Jesus!” she screamed startled by the noise.

    She quickly stuffed the money into the bag and zoomed from out of the office through the store. She broke through the emergency exit door without thinking setting off the alarm. Not that it mattered, the sound of sirens blared getting closer. Sophia cupped the top of her head gritting her teeth, as she was the first to witness the destruction of the fire escape ladder, which had finally ripped from its fixings on the wall and crashed into the alleyway on top of the drop box.

    “Not…good…” she said to herself, before turning on her heels using her newfound ability for speed and jetted, preferably out of town before anyone could see her. Her destination was the only place she knew she could find the answers she needed. Back home.

CHAPTER SIX

    September 2, 2008, 11:56 AM, several hours before Sophia’s visit to Cypress, the jet-black twin engine Sikorsky private helicopter from the Mountain View Unit in Gatesville, Texas, now soared over the gigantic trees of Upper Klamath Lake, except it no longer made the loud whirling sound that came with its entrance at the prison. It appeared to have some type of stealth mode as the blades continued to spin without emitting any noise, while reflective panels at the bottom of it made it a ghost to virtually anyone looking up.

    Its destination was the top of Mount McLoughlin, carved right into the base of the mountain; a sixty-foot security wall masked the only entranceway for transports carrying equipment to enter or exit when needed. On top of the wall, holographic projectors and reflective panels provided camouflage against unsuspecting hikers or campers looking outside as it hid the security detail guarding the wall in high tech armor, gear, and weapons never seen before in modern warfare.

    Not that they really had to worry, three hundred meters ahead of the wall were patrols on off road highly advanced ATVs minus the loud obnoxious sounds they usually emit wearing similar armor