Freeing Cymbal

Chapter 5

“Zachary James Master!” she yelled at the top of her voice. She was shaking with rage and revulsion.
“Holy shit, this is your house?” he said stunned.
His face was white from fear, pain and lack of blood. Jolie took a deep breath.
“Why?” she simply asked.
“Uh...” was his reply as he was trying to stop his leg from bleeding further.
She took a very deep breath trying to control her anger.
“Cymbal, help him down stairs.” she said.
Cymbal looked at her and she winked slightly. He grabbed the guy by one of his arms and pulled him to his feet. His leg gave and Cymbal held him up. Skip grabbed his other arm with his good one and they brought him down stairs. Jolie opened the door to the lab and they both brought him in. Cymbal was looking around in wonder as he had never seen this room yet. They put him on the table and she put on a pair of gloves and grabbed a new medical tray and dragged it over.
“You’re helping me out?” he asked hopefully.
“If you spill it!” she said pointing a scalpel at him, “Cause if you don’t I could find more interesting things to do with these instruments! Got it?”
He nodded and gulped. She cut off his pants leg and ripped it off. She poured half a bottle of iodine on his wound and he bit back a yell.
“Start talking Zach. I’m listening.” she said taking up a pair of forceps.
“Well she came to see me the day after that guy jumped off the building with you. She said he had escaped again and she needed help catching him. Ahhh!...” he yelled as she stuck the forceps into his wound and wrenched out one of the bullets.

“Keep talking.” she warned.
“Well, s...she offered me a raise and a promotion to do this job so I ...ahhh!...took...it.” he said as she wrenched the other bullet out rather roughly.
“So you did it for money and power, is that it?!” she yelled.
“No, you don’t understand, I really needed that money. I couldn’t care less about the promotion except for the fact that I would get paid more...ahhh!” he yelled again as she put lots of alcohol on his wounds.
“Do you really have to be so rough?” he said.
“When your harming another person, endangering his life as well as mine and Skip’s and trashing my house yes!! I have a right to be rough, your lucky I didn’t leave you to bleed to death on my living room floor!!!” she bellowed.
“Then why didn’t you!!?” he yelled back.
“Because I wanted you alive, so I could kill you!!!” she yelled back making him cower.
“Why would you need money so bad!? Maybe if it’s some thing good I won’t ream you!” she said starting to wrap his leg.
“Because I needed it...ah...to pay for...ah...my sisters...ah...medical bills.” he said in a strained voice.
She stopped jerking the bandage while he spoke.
“She’s been sick for over a year now. We’re both living in a crappy apartment. As much as my job pays I don’t have enough for her medical treatments.” he said.
“What’s wrong with her?” asked Jolie.
“She’s a hemophiliac and the last blood transfusion was infected. She has AIDS now.” he said.
Jolie sighed, “As good as a reason as that is for the money. It looks like your not going to get it now.”
She tide off the bandage and took off her gloves and threw them away.
“Bring your sister here. I’ll treat her for free.” she said.
“You will!?” he said hopefully, but then said, “Wait, what’s the catch?”
“Tell me who you’re working for and then stop coming after Cymbal.” she said.
He looked at the ground, “Dygon.” he said.
Cymbal flinched at the name.

“I had the feeling. Listen don’t tell her you were discovered, just stop doing this give her some other excuse.” she said.
“Don’t you think she’s going to figure it out when I come limping to work?” he answered.
Jolie smirked, “You leave that to me. Now,” she checked her watch, “Your sister’s probably waiting for you to get home. So I’ll take you back.”
“Thank you.” he said.
“Your welcome. Just remember that if you go on your side of the deal, I will be more than willing to shoot you. Though not in the leg.” she said going to a tall metal cabinet. She opened the doors and extracted two crutches and handed them to Zach. He was looking at her back.
Jolie and Zach were the first ones to come out of the basement.
“Did he do that to you?” he asked.
“No, you did this to me.” she said. “And his name is Cymbal.”
Cymbal and Skip stayed in the living room as Jolie took Zach home.
“Look, I have plenty of spare bed rooms, so if you lose your job over this you can come stay for a while with me. When’s your sister due for her next treatment?” she asked.
“Next Friday.” he replied.
“So I got three more days.” she sighed.
“I’m sorry but why are you keeping that guy in your house. The first time he saw you he jumped with you in traffic and then took you down an ally. And then when you brought him home you lost almost all of your furniture. And now...” he said.
“Listen to me very carefully. I am responsible for him because in a way I created him. They used all of my blue prints for making a chimera and now their using my god damned inventions too. I can’t believe their just using me like this!” she said banging on the dash board with her fist, “Besides. Other than the times you induced a rampage out of him. He was the most innocent of any one I had ever met.”
He looked to the side at her face.
“Oh no.” he said.
She glanced at him, “What?”
“You like him!”
“I do not! You take that back!”

“I don’t believe it. Jolie he was made in a lab out of hunks of animal DNA how can you love that thing!”
She slammed on her breaks and he almost flew into the windshield. It was a good thing they were still on the old road.
“First of all,” she said, “I am not in love with him. And second of all, he is not a thing! He is a person with emotions, feelings and a heart beat! Don’t you dare, ever call him a thing again! You got it?!”
“Y...yeah.” he replied.
She kept on driving until she reached the city and then the apartment building.
“I not it’s not going to mean much, but I’m sorry for this whole thing.” he said.
She didn’t answer.
He sighed, “There’s no reason for you to forgive me either.”
He got out of the car and took out his crutches.
“All the times I tried to ask you out and now I screw up like this.” he said.
He walked with his crutches to the apartment building and looked back. Jolie pulled the door closed, but the window was open.
“Good night. Choke.” she said and then drove away. She could see him laughing in her rear view mirror and then he went inside. She drove home.
When she got back Cymbal had fallen asleep on the couch and Skip was waiting anxiously, mostly because his arm was killing him. She took care of him first and gave him another does of morphine. He went back to bed, and then she went into the living room. The lights had gone out again from the electrical surge. She sat next to the sleeping Cymbal with the first aid kit. He was still sitting up and he had his arms crossed.
She had a cold wet cloth and a bowl of water to clean off his burns. She rung out the cloth and put it gently on the worst part, his neck. She saw his face relax while he was asleep. Then he opened his eyes as Jolie was wiping cold water on his other burns.
“Jolie.” he said yawning.
“Hey. After I’m done with this you can go to bed.” she said.
“No.” he sat up. “Cymbal will take care of Jolie this time. This One doubts Jolie can bandages her own back.”
He looked at her and she smiled and turned around, he started to clean her wound like a pro. No doubt that he had read it in some book. After he was done he put a patch on her back and lowered her shirt.

“Nice job Cymbal. Now I’m done lets take care of you. Come on.” she said.
They went to his bed room so that he could lie on his stomach, while she took care of the burns on his back. She looked at her watch as she came in. It was eight o’clock and she was already perfectly tired. He took off his shirt and lied down on the bed.
“Why does Jolie keep Cymbal if he is a hindrance?” he asked, “Jolie could lose every thing by letting Cymbal stay. Her job, her home, Jolie could even lose her life.”
“Those are the risks Cymbal, but I won’t let the military have you back. No matter what. I’m not going to let them treat you like that and use you like a weapon, you don’t deserve it.” she said as she finished treating his wounds.
He sat up next to her and he put his arms around her hugging her.
“Thank you.” he said.
She was very surprised, but even more so when she found her self returning it. She didn’t want to let go, but they parted and she stood and went to the door.
“Good night Cymbal.” she said and then went to her room.
She got into some pajamas and then climbed into bed with out brushing her teeth or her hair. She was far too exhausted. She set her alarm and let her head fall back on her pillows. She sighed, still feeling Cymbal’s warm embrace.
She hadn’t felt that way in a long time, she felt so complete in his arms, so safe. She hadn’t felt so good in a long time despite her injured body. She yawned and then turned over and fell asleep.
Cymbal was lying on his bed in the other room. He was very tired but couldn’t fall asleep. He had acted on another one of those strange impulses when he held her in his arms, but even though it wasn’t his own he didn’t want her to let go of him. He could still feel her soft hands on his back and recall her lovely scent. She made his heart ache with joy and sadness. Joy that she treated him with such kindness and such care, but sadness for how he was treating her in return and yet she was still as kind as ever.

It confused him as to how she still treated him like a person after all he had done to her, when those whom he had done nothing to were treating him like the animal he was. She was right that he had done nothing wrong on his own accord, but the things he had done were wrong none the less. He sighed and got out of bed. He crept down to Jolie’s room, the door was open since he ripped it off the hinges. He stepped inside onto her beige carpet, into her white washed room.
He went over to her bed where she was sleeping. He stood right next to her. She was fitful in her sleep. She was having a nightmare. Another impulse brought Cymbal to take her hand stroke her hair with the other. She stopped jerking about in her sleep and began to sleep peacefully. He pulled back his hands and walked over to her bed side table and looked at her wedding picture. Why did he remember this? Why? He was never there, he had never even met her before, so how? It was driving him crazy.
“Cymbal?”
He turned and Jolie was propped up on her hands. She was looking at him.
“Is some thing wrong?” she asked.
He shook his head and then left the room. For some reason it felt wrong that he was watching her sleep. He went into the kitchen and sat at the bar and crossed his arms on the counter. He sighed and rested his head against his arms. He was so incredibly confused again, but now about his feelings and his actions.
Jolie couldn’t leave it alone. Some thing was troubling him and she wanted to fix it some how. She got out of bed and put on her robe. She stepped out into the hall way. The wood floor was cold on her bare feet. She had forgotten her slippers, but she didn’t go back for them. She just walked to the kitchen bare foot. She saw Cymbal at the bar with his head on his crossed arms. She got closer and he lifted his head. He could probably hear a fly over an explosion.
She went into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
“Can’t sleep?” she asked.
He shook his head, “Me neither.” she said.
She turned and took out a wine glass and then remembered.
“Did you drink my wine today?” she asked.
He nodded.
“Did you like it?” she asked.
He nodded again.

She grabbed another glass and poured two and handed one to Cymbal. She hopped up on the counter and sat across from him.
“Why were you in my room?” she asked.
He shrugged.
“Can you talk right now or all are you going to do is nod and shrug?” she asked and she saw him crack a smile. She took a sip of wine.
“I was having a nightmare. I have it all the time and it’s always the same, except this time. Felt you take my hand and stroke my hair.” she said.
She saw him blush. And he took a sip of his wine.
“Do you know what was different about my dream this time?” she asked.
He shook his head.
She said, “You showed up at the end and saved me.”
He smiled at the counter and sighed.
“This One was looking at Jolie’s wedding picture.” he said.
“Why?” she asked.
He said, “Because...Cymbal can remember it. He doesn’t know why, but he can remember Jolie’s wedding like he was there. Not in his mind, but in his heart.”
“I don’t understand.” she said rather stunned.
“When Jolie got married she was walked down the isle by a black boy.” he said.
“That was Tiffany’s son, but how...it’s...where were you when you saw this?” she said.
“Where?” he asked.
“Like, from what point of view?” she asked a little urgently.
He thought for a second and then he looked mildly surprised.
“Cymbal saw it from Michael’s point of view.” he said.
“Oh my god.” she said her face turning white.
“Don’t faint Jolie!” said Cymbal getting up. He caught her just before she hit the floor. He read in one of his books that spirits were good for this sort of thing so he placed her on the couch and grabbed one of the amber bottles from the cabinet and dumped out her wine and put a shot in her glass. He went back to the living room as she was waking up. He handed her the glass.
“Thank you.” she said taking it with a quivering hand.
She downed it and sighed.

“This is so weird...ok lets think unrealistically, cuz there is no way this is in any way logical...Maybe, I don’t know...reincarnation?” she said.
She shook her head and looked at her watch.
“Midnight... I have to go to work tomorrow. Alright. We’ll work on this tomorrow when I get back from work. I might be able to find out some thing there.” she ran her fingers through her hair and took a deep breath. There was no way should would be able sleep now. And she only gotten four hours of sleep.
Cymbal was looking out side through the broken doors.
“You want to go for a walk out side?” she asked.
He looked at her and his eyes seemed to light up at the prospect. So she took him out side and they walked along the edge of the woods. You could see the road from here, though cars hardly ever passed by. She chose this location to build her house after her husband died wholly for seclusion.
“Cymbal can hear many animal’s in the woods.” he said.
“I know, I like the night sounds. That’s why I didn’t build my house in the city. It’s much better than the sound of rushing cars and gun shots.” she said.
Cymbal went over to one of the trees and touched the bark. He liked the pine scent from the tree. He had more of an animal like impulse this time. He jumped up in the tree, reaching one of the branches in a single jump. Jolie looked up at him as he climbed his way to the top. She was more in wonder at his huge leap. It must have been at least sixteen feet to that branch. Jolie trained to do all of this stuff climbed the tree until she leveled with Cymbal. She had lost her robe some where along the way and was sitting in the top branches with him in her night gown.
The moon was full tonight and he was looking up at it in awe.
“The moon is beautiful Jolie.” he said.
She smiled and said, “Yeah, it is.”
“You know, Jolie in French means beauty?” he said.
She smiled even wider, “No I didn’t know that. Where did you learn how to speak French any way?” she asked.
“Cymbal can speak any language that is how he was programmed. Cymbal knows some things about the way he was made.” he said.
“Like what?” she asked.
He shook his head, “No, it is...weird. This One thinks that it the word.”
She chuckled.

“I’ve seen many weird things. I don’t think this could be that bad.” she said.
“Alright. Cymbal is human in a sense that his parts are human, though altered.” he said.
“Your parts?” she said baffled.
“Yes, Cymbal was put together two years ago by several cadavers.” he said.
“Oh wow. Kind of like Frankenstein.” she said.
“Cymbal has read that book. Much like that, but Cymbal’s parts were received from recently expired humans. Details are stored in a special file in the VINA corp. main frame, that can only be accessed by a VINA corp. computer.” he said.
She stared at him, “Why didn’t you say this before?” she asked.
“Cymbal just remembered.” he said.
He swiftly turned his head to the left and some thing rustled in the trees.
“What is it?” asked Jolie.
“A person, but who ever it was, they are no longer there.” he said.
“Strange.” she said.
“Oh!” said Cymbal pointing at the sky. Jolie looked up in time to see a shooting star.
“A falling star. Make a wish Cymbal.” she said.
“A wish?”
“Yes, if you make a wish after you see a falling star then it will come true, but you have to keep it to your self.”
“Alright.”
He looked up at the sky and made his wish. Then the branch underneath them snapped and they both started falling. Cymbal grabbed Jolie and pushed her on top as they hit the ground. He broke her fall and as they hit their lips connected. Jolie got up.
Cymbal said in a strained voice, “Wow.”
“Oh my god are you alright?” she said.
“Cymbal is fine.” he said getting up and then he chuckled. ”Jolie was right. Cymbal got his wish.”
He started walking back to the house.
“Your wish? Hey what was your wish?” she said following far behind.

“Can’t tell Jolie said he had to keep it to him self.” he said.
Then she noticed he was smiling.
She followed him back inside. He picked up his glass of wine from the coffee table and finished it off and brought it to the sink.
“Come on tell me your wish. It doesn’t matter after it came true.” she said.
“Nope. Cymbal is going to bed. Good night Jolie.” he said lightly walking to his room.
“What did you wish to go out side, look at the moon, fall out of a tree, save me...kiss me?” she finally said.
He reached for the door knob to his room and opened it. He stepped inside and faced Jolie with a casual smile on his face.
“Yes.” he said and then closed the door.
Jolie was standing there rather stunned. He wished to kiss her and what’s more he actually acted like a man. Not his usual self, the way he spoke and the way he smiled, made him seems like an ordinary human man. Jolie smiled and walked back to her own room. It was now one, she got back into bed. She closed her eyes again no longer in fear of her usual nightmare as before, because she knew if she had it again Cymbal would be there to rescue her.
She got up with the alarm at six and got out of bed well rested, but very sore. From falling out of the tree, from the shock and from holding onto Cymbal. She got out of bed and made it. She grabbed her uniform from the hanger and went to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, got dressed, put up her hair, put on her make up and put on her boots. She went to the kitchen. Cymbal was sitting at the bar eating breakfast and questioning the small robot who made it.
“Morning Pan. Morning Cymbal. Wow, Pan and Cymbal.” she said.
Pan put another plate on the bar while Jolie got a cup if coffee.
“Ha, ha. Laugh it up, Chief.” said Pan.
She sat down at the bar next to Cymbal and started eating.
“Ok. I’m gonna be gone till six today. You can leave the house, but don’t go far. Don’t answer the door. Stay out of the lab and if there’s an emergency call my cell phone. The numbers on the fridge. Do you know how to use a phone?” she asked.
Cymbal shook his head.
Pan said, “If he stares at it long enough he will.”

Jolie said, “Damn it Pan, if you don’t start being nice I’ll deactivate you.”
Cymbal chuckled however, “Pan is probably right.”
Pan looked at Jolie with her big red sensor globe and she said, “I like this guy.” Jolie finished her plate and put it in the sink with her coffee mug.
She went to Skip’s room. He was still asleep so she left him a note and a bottle of pills on his night stand. She went back to the living room and grabbed her metal briefcase and her keys. She came back into the kitchen.
“I’ll see you when I get home. Bye.” she said walking to the door.
“Bye.” they both answered back.
She got in her car and started to drive to work. On the way she made a call on her cell phone.
“Hey Jack?...Yeah, It’s me...Fine, listen I need you to do me a favor and I need it done before the morning papers go out... know you can do it.” she said.
Her friend Jack was a fast worker that one. She got to work and passed by Tiffany’s desk.
“Hey, girl what’s the hap?” she said.
“It’s been bizarre, that’s all I can tell you. How are the kids?” she asked.
“Briannie’s still getting straight A’s and Kevin got his god damn girl friend pregnant. Oh you should have seen the whippin’ I put on that boys ass.” she said.
“Oo doesn’t sound good. You kick him out?” she asked.
“Na, the girl’s father kicked her out of their house and Kevin’s already got a job. He’s gonna support his child.” Tiffany replied.
“Good for him. Don’t let any one cause you to hate.” she said.
“Just like I taught you. See you at lunch.” Tiffany said getting back to her job.
Jolie walked into the main office, all the lieutenants were at their desks rather than in their offices.
“There she is. The great Titan her self. Decided to play hooky yesterday and ended up working any ways.” said Lataura as she walked in.
Paul was sitting back in his chair looking at her with a smile on his face, “Yeah, saving the lives of Klutz and Dygon as well as two dozen more guys. Then getting her face in the paper with Choke solving a terrorist attack last night down town.” he said in his deep voice.

“And what’s more she broke the speed record for making it back to HQ. There’s no way the Boss is gonna take another late excuse from you. I heard you made it here in what? Eighteen minutes.” said Tommy.
“Dang girl. How fast were you goin’ any how?” said Lataura in her crude voice.
Jolie chuckled and put her brief case on her desk, “I don’t know, maybe 140.”
They all dropped their jaws.
“Oh my gosh! You were going like super fast.” said Hope almost squealing with her energy.
“Oh my gosh! Yeah I was.” said Jolie imitating her.
Hope gave her a sour look while the others laughed.
“You’re unusually out spoken. You usually speak less than me.” said Tula.
“I guess I decided to make a change. Besides, I’m going to voice my opinion while its still here.” she said sitting down and unlocking her brief case.
“While its still here?” said Hope.
Then they all said a once, “What did you do!?”
They were all suddenly crowded around her desk.
“Nothing. Yet, and keep this between us guys. Lieutenants oath.” she said.
They all looked at each other.
“Oh this is good. I’ll take the oath.” said Lataura.
They all did.
“I’m going to be causing a bit of trouble in the future. I might ask you guys for a few favors, but feel free to reject. There’s some thing bad going down in this building and I’m going to find out what. But you guys need to act like I never told you any thing.” said Jolie, “Now sign the oath.”
She put on her white military glove and they all signed her palm. It was a tradition they started in the office when they had some thing good that had to be kept secret.
“Nice bit of info, Chief.” said Kelly from the door.
Jolie let her head drop.
“Oh crap! How long have you been standing there?” said Jolie.
“Long enough, Chief. And you might want to show a bit more respect.” Kelly showed them all a medal on her suit. ”I have been promoted to Captain.”

Kelly walked over to her desk just as Jolie was feeling like she had sunk in too deep, but then she with drew a pen and grabbed Jolie’s hand and signed her glove.
“I won’t tell Dygon any thing, but I won’t aid nor hinder you. As far as I’m concerned there was never a conversation here.” said Kelly and walked to her office.
They were all looking at her fleeting back.
“It’s a miracle.” said Lataura in awe.
“You got the Boss on your side.” said Tula.
“Hell I’m with you all the way.” said Tommy.
“Think of us as your new allies, Chief.” said Paul.
Jolie said dramatically, “Thanks you guys this is so touching.”
Skip was right, she did have friends here. They all settled back to do their work. About half an hour later Zach came in on his crutches.
“They jacked you up huh, Choke?” said Lataura.
“You have no idea.” He said sitting at his desk, he started to empty out his drawers into a card board box.
“What are you doing?” asked Tommy.
Zach took a deep breath, “I’ve been demoted. I am now a Private.”
“No way!” shouted Lataura. “What for?”
“Dygon asked me to do some thing and I refused.” said Zach.
He glanced at Jolie and she stood up and walked to the office door.
“Don’t Jolie! You can’t fix this!” said Zach.
“Just watch me.” said Jolie.
Jolie walked out of the office and marched down the hall to the mahogany door that read Lt. Gen. Alva B. Dygon in gold letters. She opened the door and walked right in. Dygon was sitting back in her chair, her assistant standing next to her desk taking down what she was saying.
“General Dygon. I wish to speak with you.” said Jolie standing in front of her desk.
Her assistant approached Jolie saying, “You can just barge in here and ask to speak with....”
“Alone!” said Jolie in the face of her assistant.
“Leave us.” said Dygon.
Her assistant saluted and left closing the door.
“So. What do you want to speak with me about Lt. Titan.” said Dygon calmly.

“Oh, cut the crap Alva!” said Jolie. “We both know what’s going on and we both know what’s at stake here. Now my job doesn’t matter that much to me, but you better lay off of Masters. He has nothing to do with this.”
Dygon sat up and she smiled.
“Very nice. After all these years you’ve spent at VINA corp. this is the first time you have ever spoken your mind. And you’ve spoken it well.” said Dygon as she stood. “I have a lot in store for you here.”
She walked over to her window and looked out side saying. “As you know I am the General of this corporation as well as the Lieutenant General. I’m finding it a trifle hard to manage both positions. From the day you’ve started I have been testing you. Accidents in the lab, cover ups, jobs I thought you might not be able to handle. I put you on all these cases for one reason and one reason only. From the day I met you I knew you would be the one to succeed me. In fact it is said in document that if any thing should happen to me you would inherit VINA corp. and one day you would have my position. Stealing my test subject and using the jaws of life to protect him is just proof to me you are ready. So I will make you a deal.” she said then turned around and sat on the front of her desk.
“I will give Zach his job back if you take a new one. Lieutenant General of VINA corp.” she said.
Jolie was very stunned, but didn’t show it, “What about the test subject?” said Jolie.
“Lets see how long you can keep him safe. I just raised the stakes in our game. What do you say?” said Dygon holding out her hand.
Jolie opened the door to Dygon’s office and stepped out. She came face to face with the other Lieutenants.
“I can’t believe you yelled at Dygon man!” said Lataura, “You’re a bold woman.”
“What did she do, what did she say? We couldn’t hear after you stopped yelling.” said Hope.
Jolie walked past them and back into the office; they followed her nagging her to spill. She sat down at her desk.
“I got Zach his job back.” she said.
They all cheered, but then Jolie pulled out a box from under her desk and started to pack up her things.
“Oh no.” said Zach.

“She fired you!” said Brick.
Jolie took a deep breath, “No.”
“She demoted you?” said Kelly.
“No.”
“Then what?!” they all said.
Jolie sat back and reached into her pocket and with drew the Lieutenant General’s badge.
“Oh my god.” said Kelly.
“Sh...she made you Lieutenant General!” said Tula.
Jolie nodded.
“You don’t seem too happy about it.” said Tommy.
“That’s because I didn’t want the job.” she said.
“Then why did you take it?” said Hope.
“Because, I didn’t have a choice. It was either this or get sued and have Zach be demoted.” she said.
“Sued?” said Kelly.
Jolie sighed and started packing her things again.
“She signed VINA corp. over to me when she’s gone.” said Jolie.
Every jaw dropped in the room.
“You’re like every ones boss.” said Kelly.
“Jolie, why don’t you want this job?” said Hope.
“Because. She just changed the rules. Some thing serious is going down and I feel like its worse than I thought.” she said standing up with her things. “Tommy, I need to borrow some stuff from the tech lab.” she said.
“You got it, Chief. Just tell me what you need.” he said.
“I need the portable laser gun, a titanium wire cutter, flask of acid and the soldering iron.” she said.
“That’s some major gear. What’s it for?” said Tommy.
She smiled, “An escapee. Specks I need a file. Code name Beast or 2511920. None of this can leave the room or reach Dygon.”
Tula said, “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thanks guys. I’ll see ya on the other side.” said Jolie.

She went to the elevator and went to the top floor. She would go back for her other things later. She made it to the top floor and already some one had replaced Dygon’s name with Jolie’s. She went inside her office. It over looked the entire city from the twenty third story. She put her box on her desk and went over to the window. She pinned her new badge to her shirt and looked over the city.
There was no turning back now. Jolie was coming out of hiding. She thought before, that if she took this job at VINA corp. she would be able to make a difference. But she spent it doing nothing with the power she already had because she was afraid of Dygon. But that was what Dygon wanted all along. She was waiting for Jolie to come out of her shell and she finally did. But, Jolie didn’t think Dygon knew what she had gotten her self into.
She was waging a war against Jolie. So the gloves were coming off. This will be one war that Dygon would never forget.

To be continued...

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RosettaMoon: Woo! Jolie gettin' mad! Just goes to show, don't mess with a bitch with a messed up past. Give me some feed back. ^-^