Peace.
Calm.
Quiet.
Angel was certain those were his favorite things about being settled in his office in the heart if the Lab Complex. The Scientists who worked below him knew better than to disturb him when he had holed himself up in the space that was his, and his alone.
He let out a deep sigh, one that seemed to hang in the very air itself. 2 years on this Island, and he had yet to go back to the main land. All he needed for communication with his employers were here in this very room. It was one of the very places left on The Island that had an internet and phone connection, even the organizations employees themselves were not allowed much contact with off Islanders. It was necessary for security reasons, and they all understood this. They had since before even coming here. It was not a job, it was a way of life.
His eyes searched the large office, he rarely allowed himself the luxury of sitting and not doing anything, but he had a long few weeks. There had been several new test subjects that had come in, and they had suffered their largest death rate since the first 6 months of the experiments. They were testing their newest strain, and so far, well it had not been his teams most successful creation to date.
Questions were being asked, ones he could not answer. He had no damned idea why it would not take.
Terra would know a small voice in the back of his head said, almost taunting him with the name. He let out a low growl as the thought processed.
His eyes rested on the computer screen sat, lit up, in-front of him.His hand moved, almost of it's accord. He moved it, clicking several times until an image appeared. He almost smiled as he looked at the face that had came up.
Terra he thought. She had had so much promise, so much potential. He had been poised to make her his second in command, until she had come to him, demanding the experiments were stopped. All because of one girl. That wretched islander girl. Sydney? He thought that sounded right.
His hand moved, clicking several times more. Another image appeared, this time of the other female. He frowned as he looked at it. Deep down, he knew she was nothing special. Sure, the vampire like strain had seemed to group together under her, but he had seen in her eyes the day she had been turned that she had all but given up.
She will be easy to break he thought to himself. Too easy.