Project E.1337: Alpha Page #2

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- Just forego standard lab procedures?

- That's correct.

- What makes you think

that that's acceptable

to just overlook such a critical phase?

- This type of genetic

modification would require

a very specific type of candidate.

One that we cannot emulate

in standard lab procedures.

The genetic build up, they

would have to be ideal

in order to have a higher success rate.

- A higher success rate?

So you're saying some

may not even succeed?

- Or live.

- Or live?

Well that just settles it on this project.

Williams, you have some

balls calling this meeting.

I applaud your cancer research,

but you are way outta

line to suggest we start

a project by testing humans.

We're already in deep

sh*t with our reputation.

You think people are just gonna

stand in line to be tested?

This meeting's over.

- That, that was lovely.

- Sir, you know what this would mean

for MiraCO if we succeed.

A military contract

would save this company.

- Thought you would have

known better by now.

Seems your old habits die

hard, don't they, Captain?

- She's served?

- Martinez served in the

corps under my command,

though she was known to

play her men like pawns.

- What do you mean?

- Sacrifices.

- I can make it work.

I can make it work.

- We'll move forward with

the project no matter

what that old bastard says.

- How, he just said that--

- Don't worry about that.

- What will happen if they find out?

You know, I, I didn't sign up for this,

this is my career!

- They won't, not where we're going.

Do we have candidates from our database

that we can pull from?

- Yes we do.

- Good.

- Come on now, it's

time for you to get up.

- But it's a Saturday.

- That it is, and it's already past noon.

It's time for you to get up.

I gotta get going.

- But I have nothing to do today.

- And you would be wrong about that.

You have to babysit Bethany today.

- What?

- Yay!

- But Mom, I have stuff to do today.

- Oh really?

Just a minute ago I

could have sworn you said

you had nothing going on today.

- Anna, can we go to the park today?

- Of course you can, sweetie.

Her mom will be here

to pick her up at six.

Oh, and I left some

snack money for you, too.

I'll see you at home for dinner, okay?

- Yes, Mom.

- That's my girl.

Have fun you two.

- Bye Mrs. Marie.

- Miss Anna, Miss Anna.

- Anna, Anna, Anna!

- What?

- I wanna go to the park.

- You wanna go to the park, really?

Do you like monsters?

No?

'Cause I think I'm a monster!

- Come on!

- Yeah, just one minute.

- You should arm yourself.

- Miles, it's

just a game, I don't,

I don't wanna hurt anyone.

- Are you sure about that?

- Yeah.

- Finally.

- Mom, what happened?

You said you'd be home three hours ago.

- I'm sorry honey, work kept me late.

I'll make dinner right away.

Would you like beef?

Good, 'cause we're having chicken.

So, Bethany's mom said she had

a good time with you today.

She also said you spent

more time on your phone

than playing with her.

- I was still watching her.

- Next time you play with

her a little more, okay?

Little Bethany likes you,

and she looks up to you.

You need to set a good example.

- Yes, Mother.

- I don't think it's

asking too much for you

to put your friends on

hold for a few hours.

- Whatever.

- Keep that up and you won't have a phone!

- Test subject

number seven, Caucasian,

female, approximately 16 to 18 years old.

- Who are you?

Where am I?

- Testing for variant type C,

injection number five seven seven.

Please restrain her.

I said restrain her!

- Well she's not moving, is she?

- Yes, but do you understand

that if she's unconscious

it makes my job that much tougher?

God, I don't have half of the

things that I need around here

to make this experiment work.

No, we need her alive!

- Fine.

- What have you done to me?

What did you do, you bastard?

- Seven?

That's a bit more than you

previously stated, isn't it?

Don't tell me you need more.

- I'm not.

The formula is ready

for the prime candidate.

- Prime?

Were these not prime?

- They were close, close enough for me

to secure the formula, but

just, just not perfect.

- These are

all perfect candidates

we can choose from.

- Yes, the question is is how many

are gonna take the injections?

- Three.

We'll need three.

If you don't mind, I'd like to stop by,

have a look at the progress?

Jesus.

I thought you said these

were only injections.

- They are.

- Well they look half dead.

- Unfortunately this is what we have

to do for the injection to take.

- I see.

How long's it been since their injections?

- About 36 hours.

- Sounds promising.

Let me know if anything changes.

What's going on?

- No, it shouldn't happen like this again.

- What the hell is going on?

- It's okay, it's all right, it's okay.

Please?

- Boss, boss, you okay?

- What happened?

- I don't, I don't know.

- Are they dead?

Hey!

You need to tell me what's going on, now.

- I don't know, they were

perfect, this should have worked.

It should've.

They're stable.

Their wounds are gone.

They did it.

- Boss!

- What the hell are you doing?

- Just wait.

See?

She healed.

- Are they

gonna remember any of this?

- Their brains are like

blank slates right now.

They won't remember any of it.

- Good, take care of them.

We'll start them in a week.

- Hello?

- It's been awhile, Sergeant.

- Captain?

Surprised to hear from you.

- I need you in Levec

for another training assignment.

- I thought you retired?

- We're both coming out

of retirement on this one.

You'll be well compensated.

- Why me?

- Because you're

the only one that made

it out of Sector 8 alive.

- Them?

What do you expect me

to do with these guys,

they don't look like much.

- Does it really matter?

You weren't much when you came in.

- Hey now.

- One month, Johnson.

Make them the best they can be.

- One month?

You gotta be joking.

Captain!

- Get it done, Sergeant.

- Captain!

- Get it done.

- Well then, let's get to it.

- For the next

month it was up to me

to prepare them for the worst.

They weren't much at first,

but that changed after a couple of days.

Drive, drive, drive!

Hurry up, get a move on!

Light a fire under that ass!

Holy crap, what're you doing back there?

Fire.

All right guys, go take 10 laps.

Well, you were right.

They are indeed a special group.

- Yes they are.

How's civilian life been treating you?

- It's all right, I guess.

- You don't sound too sure.

- What can I say, nothing's

quite brought it on like

what we did back in Sector 8.

- Why don't you stay around for a bit?

- What for?

- The patron you deserve.

Stay in Levec for awhile,

I've got some work.

I could use your assistance.

- It only took them two weeks

to become combat ready.

Regardless, we continued

for the full month.

Each day the subjects

became stronger and faster,

even though their bodies

never seemed to change.

They became increasingly

unique from each other

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