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12-01-2009, 04:30 AM | #31 |
Darth_Henning
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Never looked at it that way. Cool!
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12-01-2009, 04:31 AM | #32 |
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05/13/2021 - Lifeline (Part 1)
New York - UN Security Council Private Session RE: UN Special Task Force 1 "And that, is about all we can find out from the bodies until we have time to further analyze one. The circuitry implanted in the communication centers of the subject's brains is far beyond what I expected, and a much more rigorous analysis will have to be carried out. At the moment, Calgary's Foothill's Hospital is the center best equipped to handle this, though it would be possible to utilize labs in Japan, China or Italy. However, for convenience, security and honestly, quality, that is the best choice." The twenty-five members of the Security Council regarded Dr. Edwin Steen dispassionately. General Joseph Colton watched, his beard hiding his amusement. Possibly the most renowned surgeon one could find, and they still questioned his opinion. What had the world come to these days. It was the representative from Russia who spoke up first. "It seams awfully convenient Mr. Steen that the 'best' place for these tests are at the hospital where you work." "Well, Comrade Talenkov, if it wasn't at my hospital, I wouldn't be here. Someone else would." Well, thought Colton, those two still hate each other. At least some things never change. "If the UN will release 5 of the bodies for me to take back with me, I could have a preliminary diagnosis completed within a week. More than that I can't say without getting a better look at their bodies. Whoever is responsible for this took no chances at these people being identified. Their fingerprints have been surgically altered through grafts, mutilation, removal or gene therapy, a criminal's dream. Part of the reason their dental records can't be matched is because all their teeth are artificial implants. Add to that what appears to be more or less random gene therapy throughout their body has prevented any conclusive DNA matching, even if they were on the grid. The only thing that might give us a clue is these implants." The British representative leaned forward, "What would you need for security?" "Probably very little so long as no one knows that the bodies are being moved. The agents who killed those we had in custody haven't made any move to retrieve the bodies before now, so they're not likely to try now. Especially if they think they're still here in New York." Colton leaned forward, "I have a couple people who can provide cover." "But I must say that-" "That's enough Talenkov," interjected the French representative. "Much though we all know you would love to rake Dr. Steen over for perceived wrongs, we have other things to do. General Colton, you will finalize the details to release the corpses to Dr. Steen and provision of a security detail. Good luck to you Dr. Steen." Steen and Colton nodded and began to leave. "OH, and General..." "Yes?" "Your requests have been approved. All eight." "Thank you." The doors closed behind the two men. "Talenkov is still upset I see." Steen sighed. "Some things never change. At least he's not still on every talk show." Colton had to try not to smirk. Talenkov's numerous appearances on television accusing Steen of being a murderer had been great entertainment. Everyone outside of Russia had taken Steen's side in the conflict, but it had been more popular to watch Talenkov's latest rantings than to watch the NFL for a few months. Actually, the Oprah interview had bumped the Superbowl to second in the ratings. When else had that happened? "So, how goes the recruiting drive General?" "Please call me Joe. Not to bad. I had a few people in mind for another project and they all wanted in on this so I have a good core to build off of. But I'm in need of a medical officer." "Is there a question in there somewhere?" "Yeah, there is." "I'll think about it. I like my job. Or jobs I guess. I don't think I'd be able to run my company if I was working for you guys. And I'd miss the surgeries." "You actually enjoy cutting people open?" "Its always been my dream job. Let me put it this way, you know how long and hard you worked for your general's stripes? Would you give that up to work as a security guard at a hospital?" Colton nodded. Steen had a point. "I'll think about it though." The two men strolled down the hallway, passing the time with idle conversation, carefully steering clear of anything to do with the attacks while in the public, or even relatively public parts of the building. Colton swiped a key-card as they entered the first basement to take them to a secure hallway. "So you want fou..." he trailed off. Steen frowned, followed Colton's gaze and saw the guards' bodies lying in the hallway. "Ah crap," he hissed, drawing a pistol from under his suit. Colton's eyes widened, "How'd you get that past security?" Steen smiled, "Ceramic composite. Twice as durable as a regular gun, doesn't set of the metal detectors. So's the ammo if you were wondering." Ceramic composite bullets were designed to explode shortly after impact into tiny razor sharp fragments that could tear apart the chest cavity of a horse. How precisely a civilian was licensed to carry one, Colton had no idea. And when he thought about it, he realized he didn't really want to know. Rather than bothering to ask he slipped over to one of the guard's bodies and pried the assualt rifle from the man's cold hands. He paused to check that it was loaded and grab a couple extra magazines off the man's belt. Steen advanced down the hallway, back pressed against the wall, gun held out aimed at a door on the opposite side of the hallway. The door to the morgue. The morgue that held the bodies of the captured terrorists. Looked like someone wanted to retrieve them after all. Colton paused to wonder if the doc had any training, he seemed to know what he was doing. He grabbed the other guard's rifle and ammo and moved up beside Steen. "You ever used that before?" "On a target range. Other than that, just some virtual reality practice." "Good enough. You flank the door, I'll...oh shit." Two men, armored in orange and blue and carrying what looked to be stylized riot shields entered the hallway. Their backs were to Steen and Colton, at least for now. Steen raised an eyebrow. Colton nodded, bringing up his rifle, only to have it stopped by Steen's hand. Steen shook his head, and raised his pistol. Colton started to protest only to be stopped when two almost inaudible pops were emitted by Steen's pistol. Colton hadn't seen Steen fit the silencer, but was glad the doctor had thought of it. And with a remarkable precision, each of the bullets smashed into one of the intruder's exposed necks, the explosion of the ceramic bullets tearing their heads apart in complete silence. The clatter of their armor wasn't nearly as silent. Steen recoiled at the noise. Colton raised his rifle expecting more of the men to pour out of the room. "Yo! Clumsy," came a voice from inside the room, "watch where your going!" A hearty round of chuckling came from the room. Colton looked at Steen, who shrugged. Talk about your lucky breaks. Steen broke to the far wall, edging along it until he was right beside the door while Colton kept his rifle trained at the opening. Steen nodded and Colton edged down his side of the hallway until he could just see the wall inside the door frame. Colton gestured for Steen to kneel down and fire low. Steen nodded acknowledgment and held up 5 fingers, slowly putting one down approximately each second. Colton braced himself, and when Steen was down to just one finger, launched himself across the hallway to the far side of the door frame and started firing at the men in the room. Beside him, Steen dropped to one knee. Colton counted at least 15 sets of orange armor in the room. He had long since stopped thinking of enemies as people, just colored targets of one nature or another that had a human like form. Most of his bullets were glancing off armor or, on those faster to react to their arrival, riot shields, presuming that's what they were. Steen by comparison was firing for effect. Aiming carefully and plugging each shot into a seam in the armor, each hit resulting in a spray of fine red mist, a disturbing byproduct of the ceramic shells. Between the two of them five were down before he had to duck back to reload. Steen with his hunt and peck was still covering him when he poked the rifle back in. Another couple went down, still leaving them with...nine. Roughly. One of the armored intruders pulled a grenade off his chest, and Colton threw himself on top of Steen, knocking them away from the doorway just as the grenade came flying through. Steen pushed him off and dove for the the grenade. "Are you crazy?!" Steen ignored him, batting the grenade backhanded off the floor and back through the door, at which point it promptly exploded. "That was still crazy." "The average grenade has an 8 second fuze," explained Steen as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I hit it when it was at five." "Your still crazy." "That's what my wife always says," grinned Steed. A single intruder stumbled out of the door, orange armor darkened from fire. Steen put his pistol to his kneecap just beneath the blue armor and pulled the triger. Colton flinched as red mist sprayed him as the man's lower leg disintegrated in a spray of blood, muscle and bone. "Hold him," Steen said and strode into the still smoky morgue. Colton thought to protest, but seeing the man reaching for a pistol holstered on his back, Colton had no choice but to jump him. He had to disarm the man of another three pistols, two grenades and two knives before he was finally able to subdue him. Whoever he was. "What are you doing in there?" "Cleanup." Only then did Colton realize that the pops he'd been hearing must have been Steen making sure those inside were dead. "Don't kill them, they could be useful." "No point, you have the commander." "How the hell could you know that?" "The Sargent's stripes on his arm," Steen poked his head out the door, "You know, the one two inches from your face." Steen disappeared inside, emerging a minute later with a syringe, vial and telephone. He placed the phone on the floor beside Colton, and filled the syringe with whatever was in the bottle. The entire contents of the needle was promptly emptied into the sergeant's neck, who equally promptly went totally limp. "We still could have interrogated the rest of them." "All of them would have bled out in the next 8 hours. All we'd have wound up doing is treating them in time for them to die. Sarge here was the only one who would have made it." Colton grimaced, but couldn't fault the man's logic. Like it or not. He sighed and picked up the receiver, now relieved of pinning down the armed intruder. "Security, I need a detail down at the morgue, stat. And EMS and Fire." Steen was tying some medical tubing just above the stump, thankfully cutting off the flow. Might as well, Colton thought, there was no way they were saving that leg anyway. "I want in." Colton frowned, "excuse me?" "You said you wanted a medic." "Well sure we'd be-" "Two conditions. One: I'm on the command staff, and I don't mean a lieutenant. Your CMO is going to need to know what's going on, at all times. Two: my wife comes with me. Your going to need engineers and IT staff, and there's none better." Colton didn't bother hesitating. "Done and done. You need a codename though..." Code Name: Lifeline File Name: Edwin Steen Birthplace: Calgary, Alberta Rank: O-6 Primary Military Specialty: Surgeon Secondary Military Specialty: Medic |
12-01-2009, 04:33 AM | #33 |
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And that's three installments in three days.
Sadly at this point, I have to go on hiatus for two or three days. I have an exam on Thursday I need to study for. However, stories will return this weekend. So, if you like what you see so far, post a comment. If you don't, friendly, constructive criticism is appreciated. Tell your friends to stop by. I'd love some more opinions on the material. YO JOE!!! |
12-01-2009, 04:39 AM | #34 |
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love it DH!
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12-01-2009, 05:05 AM | #35 |
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epic win DH, keep em comin, any way you could work the twins into the story?
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12-01-2009, 06:08 AM | #36 |
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Very entertaining.
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12-01-2009, 01:16 PM | #37 |
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Wow, DH! I'm glad you saved the best for last! This is great stuff. That is definitely not the Sunbow "I'm a pacifist" Lifeline. Who's his wife going to be, Bree van Mark? Anyways, take your much deserved hiatus. Looking forward to the next installment.
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12-01-2009, 02:50 PM | #38 |
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Good stuff.
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12-01-2009, 04:37 PM | #39 |
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12-01-2009, 04:39 PM | #40 |
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Glad to hear it!
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