The Perfect Weapon Page #2

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the impression that

that's not exactly the case.

How do you want to

deal with this mess?

Reconditioning.

Oh, reconditioning.

So you're recommending

the Gulag.

Gulag

7, to be exact.

Your costly little

experiment having to do with

human behavior modification,

is that right?

I prefer to think

of it this way.

An operative at the

point of burnout

has been compromised

by something weak,

something sentimental.

A feeling of love,

pity, compassion.

I dare say, human weaknesses.

Love.

A man's consciousness

is malleable.

It can be reshaped

to fit our purposes.

I can do this, I will do this.

He will be your perfect weapon.

Raise your hand.

Okay.

When I hold you,

go ahead raise your hand.

You see, when I raise

your hand, you go up,

when I raise it

down, you go down.

When I lift you up, you go up.

All of these things are

things that manipulate you,

but they're not things

that have to hurt you.

They're things that

just manipulate you

because I can use pure thought.

Those are the things

that really make

for the ultimate warrior.

An operative

with this man's duties

is really good for one thing.

It's killing.

Love.

What's not good for the State

has to be cut out.

Not this man, we need him.

I recognize parental pride.

I really do.

And I can tell you

any other operative would

have been dead by now.

We need this man

to maintain control.

One of the first operatives

I ever had, his name was Titan.

He was like a son to me.

He was a perfect weapon.

I had no choice but to terminate

him for the greater good.

Would it be wise

for us to eliminate

the one man that stands

between us and the uprising

for fear of what he may do?

Alright, prove me wrong.

Make him a perfect weapon.

I will.

Come on!

What are you waiting for?

Sound the alarm!

You traitor.

Even if by some miracle

you survive this,

there are a million more like me

In my life these days,

a million to one

sounds like great odds.

Traitor!

You're dead.

You motherf***er!

Axon?

Nina?

Access granted.

Nina?

No, it's impossible.

I was there.

I buried you, I put

you in the ground,

with the State,

we buried you.

It was a double,

an empty coffin.

The State's been using them

from the very beginning.

But this place,

I would have preferred death.

Oh my God, we've got to get

you out of here, come on.

You're bleeding badly.

We gotta stop the

bleeding or you'll die.

Come on.

Okay.

Stay with me Axon!

Damn it, I know it's in here.

Sh*t!

Keep your eyes open,

keep your eyes open!

Axon, talk to me,

are your eyes open?

Yes.

Yes!

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

This is gonna hurt

a little bit okay?

Oh, it's so much better

- Better?

- Yeah, better.

You came for me.

I didn't,

I did not come for you.

I came, my mission...

I don't understand I...

We have to go.

Okay, we have to go,

we have to go now.

Stairs!

Go, go, go, go!

Come on!

Hurry up!

Go!

Get down!

Terminate her.

You okay?

Don't worry about me.

Find these a**holes!

Cover me!

Nina!

Nina!

Nina!

Nina!

Come on! Come on.

Come up.

- You okay?

- Ah, my f***ing knee!

We need to get

somewhere to hide.

Where do we go?

My place.

Be sure to bring

a smile to work today

and be feel proud to

be part of the State.

You are all important.

This is an important

message for the public.

A warning for you all.

These so far

unidentified terrorists

have led an attack

on a State facility

and are considered armed

and extremely dangerous.

Axon, look.

Hmm?

They threaten

everything that we hold dear.

If you've seen this

man or this woman

please contact the

State immediately.

Let's go.

Won't they be waiting for us?

I know it's risky,

but I need to go back

and get my weapons,

and we need to change

vehicles, okay?

But yeah, they'll

be waiting for us.

We're clear, we're good.

Welcome home, Axon.

I hope you...

They watch us

through those things.

We can't leave the city until

the workers leave at dawn, alright?

We'll try to blend in.

Get ready.

I feel almost human again.

Sit down.

What's wrong?

Do you remember this?

Of course I do.

I love you, Nina.

Everyone thinks I'm dead.

That place, it's, um,

that's where they

send people like us

when they're finished with us.

Just leave us to die there

like broken machines.

I felt like a machine

for the past two years.

You make me feel alive.

The day that you died,

I died with you.

You don't understand,

I need you to save me

just as much you

need me to save you.

It's okay that I can't remember.

It's all muddled

and confusing.

I have to know more.

The Director

orchestrated everything.

Why?

He needed you to continue

your training

without any distraction.

They spent a lot of

time, effort, and money

into making you the

ultimate killing machine,

the perfect tool to carry

out the State's dirty work.

They couldn't afford

to let someone like me

have these feelings

and desire to have a

family with you someday,

stand in their way.

A future with me meant

a future without the State.

All these things that

could distract you, Axon,

the last thing a professional

killer needs is feelings.

They took these

memories from you,

and they knew that my death

would cause the last

human part of you,

so they could use

you as they saw fit.

They were wrong,

because I found you.

No.

Axon?

Ah, there you

are, I found you!

Freeze! Freeze!

Shut up!

Ugh, Axon?

Nina!

Here he is,

the legendary Condor,

now nothing but a traitor.

You killed 12 of my men.

I happened to have

liked a few of them.

You have scars on your body,

but tell me,

have you ever felt real pain?

Well done.

I see I have something

to work with.

This, this was just foreplay.

Smile at the camera.

Your being beamed live,

on our small private network.

By the time I finish with you,

no agent will dare

go against the State.

Ladies and gentleman of sin,

let this be a warning

to all of you.

This is what will happen,

if you turn your

backs on the State.

There is no way that you

would have gotten yourself out

without help from

someone inside.

The only question now,

is who is helping.

Ooh,

your toenails look like

they need a little trimming.

Machines, computers,

and reconditioning;

a load of sh*t.

Torture is best done simply,

- like feeling your teeth...

- No.

- being ripped...

- No.

- ...out of your mouth.

- No.

I need the name.

No, no, no.

No, no!

You getting bored?

I'm getting bored.

I need to know a name.

What was your plan, Condor?

Where were you gonna go?

We're everywhere.

We see everything.

Hmm?

Personally,

I really enjoyed your

performance in the shower.

You know,

when I'm done with you,

I think I'll go and

visit your girlfriend

and see if she gives

me the same dedication.

You know,

I can be very persuasive.

Where is she?

She's close.

She's safe for now.

I'm glad that you

enjoyed putting your dick

in that sweet,

sweet little p*ssy.

'Cause now I know

what part of your body

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