
Chatrox studied the unconscious Stevens for a few moments. He was being held in the air, hands and feet attached to four silver orbs. He grabbed the human by the hair, lifted his head up and studied it. Stevens looked just as self righteous knocked out as he did when he was awake. He had plans for this human, but when the bosses “suggested” he tell what he knew about the black badges he altered his plans. He didn’t junk it entirely, there where still Deka on this miserable planet and the plan can still be altered to affect them a little more directly.
But despite all of that, this part of the plan he did not mind altering one bit. He slowly pulled a knife out from under his cloak. Chatrox scaly lips formed a sick grin as he brought the edge of the knife up to his neck. “That would be a mistake Agent Chatrox,” Waven said coming up behind him. “I need this one alive, for the moment.”
“He won’t talk, if that’s what you’re expecting,” Chatrox told him. “I know him enough to realize he is as stubborn as the universe makes them
“I don’t want him to talk. I want him to watch before we kill him.” Waven turned toward the human then said, “I suggest you leave Agent, if you don’t want him to see you when he wakes up that is. If I am in a generous mode I may call you back to finish him off. Just to see how you do it of course.”
“I left your order with the other two, as arranged.” As he turned invisible he added, “And I better be called back to deliver the finishing blow.” Waven smiled to himself as he heard the footsteps leave the room.
Zyra walked in a moment later. “So why did you want this one alive? You made sure we keep the other leader alive till last.”
“Because an artist doesn’t do anything the same way twice,” he informed her. “I could feel the frustration of the other one as he realized his teammates were dead. I want to see that build in this one, as his are killed right before his eyes. I want to savor his insanity as it happens.”
Zyra studied the orbs, “And didn’t you say that you shouldn’t give these Deka an opening?”
“Yes I did,” he said as he turned to walk out. He pressed a button by the door and four sentry guns popped out of the wall. Zyra gasp in shock and quickly got out of the range of fire. “Each of these guns are connected to one of the orbs. If he some how manages to release a limb they activate and fire. If you want I can arrange a, let say, a personal demonstration.” Zyra shot him a look that could kill. He walked out saying, “An artist never leaves anything to chance.”
***
The Major let them rest for as long as he dared. He knew the faster he found out what happened the faster the can locate them and Dan. If Dan was… no he was still alive. Ace and the other walked in, none of the looked rested and each of them had some paper in their hands. “What we could remember,” she told him as they handed him and Michelle the papers.
“Good,” he said. They scanned the papers, searching for anything they would pop out at them. Rev, of course, had the most information. “Waven, Zrya and Matox. Well, at least we got some names now.”
“I’m running them through the SPD database now,” Michelle told him with out hesitation. As the search ran she looked over Rev’s report. “The head guy called himself an artist?”
“I read that,” Ace said while sitting against the railing and looked at the floor.
“Man, is Cap even alive?”, D.E. wondered out loud.
“We can’t start thinking like that,” Boomer said. “We got to believe Cap’s still breathing.”
“He’s still alive,” Ace told him. “If they wanted Cap dead they would have killed him right there and then.”
“I heard them say he was alive,” Rev added. “But that does not mean that mean they just didn’t take him else where to finish him off.” He looked over to Michelle who put down his report and closed her eyes. “I am sorry Michelle, but it is an option we must consider.”
“Cap’s alive,” Ace repeated. “I know it. When I joined the force, this old pilot took me under his wing. He knew a lot of detectives, ones who would talk about some of their cases. There was this particularly nasty one, he called himself an artist too. He never killed his victims the same way. But they were able to tie him to each murder because he did one thing the same with each one. A signature I guess you would call it.” She looked up, “Whoever this guy is, I praying that I know what his signature is.”
“He kept Mynx alive,” the Major said following her train of thought.
“It ain’t much, but it’s all we got to go on,” Ace got off the railing.
“So they’re using him for bait, like they did on Nagaus 7,” D.E. said. “So how do we not do a repeat of the other Ops unit then?”
“You said they had a teleporter right,” Michelle said as her console beeped, the search was done. “Those are pretty rare to get your hands on. But they’re still traceable. Maybe we can catch them by surprise if I can locate their ship”
“Allow me Michelle,” Rev said. She nodded and started on what she was doing. Rev read over the report, “Not much is known about Zyra and Matox, except that they are mercenaries for hire. Waven has been wanted for mass destruction on several worlds. He also appears to be a weapons designer, developing his own weapons. And selling them to the highest bidder as well.”
“Explains why I didn’t recognized what they were using,” D.E. said. “Could this guy have developed his own teleporter too?”
“He appears to have the intellect to do so,” Rev said. “Hmm.”
“What is it Rev?”, the Major asked.
“According to reports, all three of them disappeared a few months ago. Only recently reappearing on Nagaus 7.”
“They been in training for this,” Pierce said. “I think that pretty much confirms that the Alienizers know about us.”
“They were training a little too well,” Boomer said darkly while crossing his arms. Then he had a thought, one that scared him, “How well do they know us.”
“They haven’t attacked the base,” Ace said, “so I don’t think they know us all that well.” He didn’t look all that relieved and she knew why. “But you might want to call Lisa, just in case. You too D.E.”
“I don’t think they should be the only ones calling their families,” the Major told her. “Just to ease everybody concern.”
“Got it,” Michelle said suddenly.
“Got what?”, Ace wondered.
“The Shepard does a continuous scan of the area when it’s out in the field,” she started. “So I linked up with the computers and ran through the data she collected during that time period. I was able to pinpoint the exact energy signature for his transporter beam.”
“So you know where they’re at?”, D.E. sounded hopeful.
She looked a little defeated, bringing down the mood even further, “No. But if we catch them teleporting again I should be able to lock down the source.”
“To or from there location?”, Ace asked.
“Either one, but I rather be it from their location. In order to increase or chances I’m going to have to link up with the SPD satellites in orbit to get a better coverage area. It’ll take me a few minutes to get that set up though.”
“Do it,” Pierce told her. “I’ll authorize anything you’ll need to get it done.” Michelle would have replied but she was already busy establishing the link.
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