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Post by Falar on Mar 19, 2007 4:58:08 GMT -5
The Battle before Pt1 Chp1
By Falar.
Seargent Kent gritted his teeth as he hid behind the cover of a fairly sized rock. He turned and rose above the rock and fired the ps38 laser rifle that he held in his hands. A bright teal coloured beam flew into the distance. Kent sunk down behind the rock as his enemys returned fire. Gon, his radio man, lay only three feet from him, his chest imploded by a laser wound. The man had been dead for nearly three hours now. Kent looked to his left and right, his few squad mates were rising from cover to fire in the general direction of their enemies before sinking back down behind the cover they had. Private Telloth was sitting behind a large tree gripping at his knee, a laser wound had gone right through it, taking the lower half of his leg right off. Blood was steadily flowing from the wound as the poor yung private attempted to stop his vital liquids from draining. Kent saw the squad medic trying to reach the private. Laser fire had pinned him down only ten minutes ago, the man only had a laser pistol on hand, and that was a very short range weapon. Kent rose from his cover and fired in the general direction of his foes three times before dashing from his rock and towards the medic. He felt the heat of lasers following his movements. He dove behind the fairly sized tree that the medic was behind. He quickly rose to a crouch and posisioned himself so the laser fire wouldn't hit him. "Why aren't fixing up my men soldier!" Kend yelled at the medic. "Sir, I'm pinned down, I can't get to the man!" The medic looked out to check on the private, who has been sitting their crying for a medic for the past half hour. "I'l put down some covering fire, you just get to my man." The medic nodded and moved so Kent could get closer to the tree. He nodded to the medic when he was ready. The medic broke out into a run, Kent pivoted to lean to the side of the tree and began fireing. The medic ran as fast as he could. Corprol Jazmine saw the medic makeing a break for the private and made a hand motion then pointed to them. The three others around her understood what she meant and rose to lay down heavy fire. Kent saw the laser before it hit him in the elbow of his right arm. He screamed and fell back, rifle fell tothe grounf infront of him. Gripping just above his elbow, he looked at the stump where the rest of his arm used to be. "MEDIC!" The medic couldn't hear Kents call for help which was drowned out by the firefight. Seargent Yulle however, heard the call for help. Yulle had been sent to look for squad H37 when they failed to return or radio in their status. He and fourteen others rushed in to join the battle. The newly arrived medic rush to Kents aid and assessed the damage. Kent had used his feet to push him back behind the tree just enough that he wouldn't get hit. "Every thing is allright sir, Nothing I can't fix." Kent just looked at the medic with pain filled blue eyes. Taking the slince as an order, the medic reached into one of his many pouches to pull out a small foam like ball. He placed it on Kents wound. The ball sunk into the wound, taking the pain away and sealing the wound. Kent took a deep breath, glad to be alive, and battle ready. He stood and grabbed his rifle from the ground, the medic grabbed the right arm from the weapon and put it in a large pouch for later. Kent pulled a couple pins and pressed a few buttons and parts fell from his rifle. What was left was a large pistol like weapon. He stepped out from cover, expecting to find a battle, instead, he found that while out of the action, for however short, the enemy had rushed his position and had failed to take it. He looked to where his wounded medic was and grimaced. What was once a spot with a large tree, a wounded private and one medic, was now a large slab of burnt earth and body parts. Kent looked away from the scene and assess the other men in his squad. They were all alive and well, exept for the yung private, his medic, and a very good radio man. Seargent Yulle aproached him. "Hows the arm Kent?" Yulle questioned. "Its fine." Kents answer was more matter of fact than boasting. "I'm glad to hear that, Cammander Tans isn't happy with you right now..." "Tans is never happy with me, I'm one of the best seargents that he has had under his cammand and he is never happy with me." "Have you tryed giving him a couple compliments, He's a sucker for those." Yulle teased him. Kent shoot his head. "I'l not about to sit there and compliment a man that doesn't like me Yulle." "Cammander tans wants Kent on the radio now." The radio man handed Kent the small battle mike. "Yeah cammander?" "Seargent Kent! You had to pick a fight with those rebel scum didn't you? We almost had them!" "Tans, I was on patrol, they attacked my squad and killed three of my men." "Then you need to do a better job, or better yet, let some one else do it." "Why dont you get up out of that chair that you have been getting fat on and take direct cammand here, I'm sure that you could scare the rebels away with your looks." "What did you say seargent!" "I said that you are a-" Kents head jerked to the left, a tiny hole in his temple from a sniper. His eyes misted and his body collapsed. Every one ducked yelling sniper. Yulle quickly checked Kents pulse to see if his friend was still alive. There was a pulse, those fain and slow, there was still a pulse. Yulle could hear Commander Tans yelling fro mthe battle mike still in Kents hand. He grabbed it from his friends grasp. "Tans, shut up! Kent has been hit, I repeat, Seargent Kent has been hit!"
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Post by Enchant on Mar 19, 2007 6:40:52 GMT -5
I have to say this is very good, it reads thus far like an original, but are you going for a fan fic? I hapen to know a bit about the military and you have done a good job in your description...so far it look like a early simularity to EE KNights work, one of which I am a fan. I look forward to more ...good job.
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Post by Falar on Mar 19, 2007 7:27:09 GMT -5
I have to say this is very good, it reads thus far like an original, but are you going for a fan fic? I hapen to know a bit about the military and you have done a good job in your description...so far it look like a early simularity to EE KNights work, one of which I am a fan. I look forward to more ...good job. No its not a fan fic, I just sat down and started typing then posted. Realy, its good with the description? wow I must be doing something right! EE Knights? Never heard of it....Thank you though! I plan on making a lot more posts for this story in the future!
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Post by Falar on Mar 19, 2007 8:16:25 GMT -5
Operation Pt2 Chp1
By Falar.
Camander Tans looked through the window in the observation window. He was looking at a man, laying on a white table. The room the man was in was empty, exept the man laying on the white table. "You think he will live?" Tans looked at Captain Yulle. "Do you?" Yulle stared at his friend for a moment as he thought back to that day. He had just rescued Kent and his squad and had secured the area, only five minutes later a sniper had shot Kent, nearly killed the man too. After that Yulle was promoted to captain. "He better, still owes me a couple hundred." Tans laughed at Yulles remark.
Kent couldn't move or see. He felt numb all over. He could barley tell that he was cold and naked. Why would he be naked? Why couldn't he open his eyes, or even move!? His breathing came slow. He struggled to open his eyes. Putting all his effort into it he finaly got his right eye to open. He regretted it almost immediatly. Some thing very bright blinded him and his arms failed to move to protect his face. His eyelids remained closed for a second before limply sliding closed. Suddenly his head felt like it was floating in zero gravity, and it was hot! He felt sweat trickling out of the pores on his head...wait, why was it only his head that was sweating? PAIN! His head began to feel unimaginable pain! It hurt, soon he could hear the Thump...Thump...Thump of pain!
Tans stared in disbelief. Kent was just laying there when his eye suddenly popped open, that wasn't supposed to happen in the state he was in. The drugs that had been put in him had the side effect of blindness should the eyes be open to air within the twenty four hours it took to fully digest them. The eye remained open staring straight up before finaly sliding ever so slowly shut. Tans sighed and turned to the coffe machine and pressed a button. A warm can of coffe was pushed out of the dispenser and into his waiting hand. "SWEET HEAVENS!" Tans jumped have turned as captain Yulled yelled. Luckily his coffee didn't spill thanks to the can. "What in sam h-" Tans fully turned towards the window and saw what Yulle was so exited about. Kents head was bleading badly from every inch of skin. A red light came on and soon the room Kent lay in was filled to the brim with medical staff. The protective shutters to their window closed and a man in a black bussiness suit stepped in. "Calm, sit, this man's health is now under my juristiction." "Under whos orders?" Yulle protested. "By The states Admiral's order, here." The man pushed a peace of paper into Yulles hands....
Kent could suddenly hear, see and feel every thing now. He still couldn't move however, no matter how hard he tryed. He saw people moving around him very busily. "Sir...Sir, you will be fine okay...." Kent's eyelids suddenly felt heavy with sleep. He would have yawned had he been able to. His eyes closed and he slept.
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Post by Falar on Mar 22, 2007 9:33:53 GMT -5
After Pt3 Chp1
Kent's eye shot open as he awoke. He felt strange yet normal. He sat up and moved his right amr to his head. He jerked from his hand, and the cold feeling on his head. He stared in wonderment at his right arm. Where his arm used to be a metalic one was. He had feeling in his arm, hand and fingers. He moved them and was shocked to see then respond to his cammands. He turned his head to look at a middle aged docter as he walked in the door." "Good evening sir, are are you today?" Kent studied the man before answering. "What happened?" The Doctor looked at Kent with a sympathetic expression on his face. "I'l tell him." Yulle pushed past the docter and into the room and sat in a chair by Kents bed. "You got hit on the field, we pulled you out and we did extencive, not to mention expencive surgery on you. After a week we were positive that you were going to die. About this time a man had come in and took juristiction over your life. A month after this were finaly told what was going on." Yulle looked at Kent with a blank face. "Do you remember anything?" Kent thought a moment before answering. "You my brother?" "No, though we were very good friends. Here stand up and take a look in the mirror please." Kent stood on wobbly legs and walked over the the mirror that reached from floor to cieling. He looked at his reflection. "What the!" Kent took a step back. His arm wasn't the only thing that had changed, that mutch he could tell. the right side of his entire head was covered in a tan material. It covered his right eye, half his mouth, nose and chin. A large plate of that metal was covering the left half of his chest and parts of his legs were covered with it. Yulle shook his head. "Its new and it just came out of the testing phase, due to the extencive damage to your body we had to use sinthetic limps. Its called the mark1 meaning that its not a prototype. Now, I protested but it has been desided...You and several others are being trancefered to some where that doesn't exist, meaning that it does. You and those others are going to become a new speacial team...Take care, we probably wont meat again and if we do, we wont know it...." With that Yulle stood from the chair and walked out of the room. Kent just stood there staring at his reflection. He moved his left hand and moved it up and down the center of his back, feeling the matieral on his back as well....
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Post by Falar on Mar 25, 2007 9:28:24 GMT -5
Training Pt1 Chp2
By Falar.
Sweat dripped from his chin and he could taste blood in his mouth. Unit K1 grinned at the man standing in front of him. He had his fists up by by his head. He puntched the man in the face. The man fell from his feet and hit the rope of the ring they were in. Satisfied by the blood now gushing from the mans nose and mouth, Unit K1 lowered his fists and jumped out of the ring and went back to his exersices. "Unit K1! Attention!" He jerked to a halt and stood stiff straight. A man came into view from behind him and circled to his front and faced him. "Look at what you have done to my man there, what did you do?" Unit K1 stared unblinking at the man for a second and cought a glimce of the mans rank on his shoulder. "I was defending my slef sargent, you boy there threatened me, so I put him in the ring and showed him his place." He did too, and it was fun. "Now you sargent cant give me orders so I suggest you back off before I put you in your place." He walked past the stunned sargent and stepped onto a sleak state of the art tread mil and hit the power. He began running at five miles per hour then then he steadily began running a full twenty mile per hour. Unit K1 was the fastest of his entire outfit, and every one knew, he made sure they did. He was also the third smartest, fith strongest and he was only second command. He riase the speed to thirty five, his record speed. Sweat began to pour out if his pores. He considered raising the speed up a bit more, the last time he did that he was in the infermery for almost a month and in therapy for two. He grinned and raised it to forty. He ran as fast as he could and stumbled once. He managed to keep upright though. The treadmill began to make a loud humming noise as it usualy did when it was operating at speeds thirty and higher. His legs began to cramp and he realized that he was going to get it bad this time. He hit the speed button, trying to lower it, instead of hitting the right button his hit the left one. The speed jumped from forty to sixty. Having seen his mistake Unit K1 gripped the side bars that were ment for the regulars when using the machine. He could feel the tread scrape the bottum of his feet as he tryed to run with it. He let go of one of the bars and moved his hand to the speed button. Just as his finger reached it he slipped and fell forward... He felt the tread ripping the skin from the front of his legs. then it rose up to his middle then his stomach. He yelled out in pain. His face was the last thing to hit the treat before he blacked out from the pain. Unit K1 woke up sprawled on the floor just in front of the tread mill and felt pain. "Medic....!" He tryed to rise but his arms were to weak and he couldn't fell most of his legs....
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Post by Falar on Apr 6, 2007 8:50:09 GMT -5
Operation and change Pt2 Chpt2
His head felt light and his stomach muscles clenched. He screamed as the docters worked franticaly on him, his body was little more than blood, heavily damaged muscle tissue and broken bones, his entire right foot and part of his leg had been ripped off on the tread mill, He still had his knee but his shin was a mess. His left leg was only better because only half his foot had been torn off, but the force had nearly taken the entire leg off with it. He blacked out as the pain from screaming joined the rest of it. Five seconds later he came too, the pain was so mutch that it cause him to black out then it would be so mutch that it woke him. He rose his bloody right hand above his face to block the light, it hurt to use his eyes. He couldn't blink or close his eyelids cause he didn't have any, when his face hit the running treadmill it ripped most of his nose off along with the skin on his entire face, his right eye had been damage from touching the fast moving tread mill and his skull was now so thin that all any one would have to to to break it would be to knock on it as is on a door. A docter saw the movement and put his hand under his and gently moved it wish a fingure. Another docter stepped in and gently put a wet rag over his eyes. He felt something puncture his back and he slept....
Eight years later
Lex looked through the scope of his rifle. He moved his fingure to the trigger. The head of a man was in his sights. The man was walking in the middle of ten bodyguards, none able to safe the man, he was heading to his car. He pulled on the trigger and the man fell, at first only four of his bodyguards noticed as they were behind him. The other six kept walking as if nothing was wrong. Having taken the primary target out Lex decided it was time for fun. He pulled the trigger four more times and the four guards who were checking their employer went down. He grinned and pulled the trigger five more times, reloaded then killed the last man. He laughed to himself silently, the fools had cleared the streets and emptyed out the buildings and put inplace their own men, all of them dead. He moved back from the edge of the roof top that he had been pearched on and disasembled his rifle and set it in its case. He then stood and put his sun glasses on and straightened his uniform out. He had taken one of their uniforms a couple years back before his bussiness was real good. He walked to the stair well and dow nthe stairs then out the building. He stopped walking in front of the target's body and knealt down. He checked him and took every thing out of the man's pockets. He then did the same with the other men then stood as a black car pulled up. The driver, a black male saw the bodys and hurryed out of the car. "What hap-" The man fell backwards before he could finish speaking. Lex put his pistol back in its hiding place and moved to the driver side of the car and got in, closed the door and stepped on the ignistion, driving as if every thing that happened was a natural event.
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Post by Weird Rob 87 on Apr 6, 2007 15:03:10 GMT -5
wow. he's subtle when it comes to finishing it up.
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Post by Falar on Apr 7, 2007 9:24:02 GMT -5
Memorys Pt3 Chp2
By Falar
Lex sat on his bed holding his pistol. His whole life ran through his head. He was told that he wouldn't be able to remember mutch of any thing, they were wrong, he remembered every thing. His life known as Kent, his last days as a seargent, the pain inside when he killed his best friend Cammander Yulle, his short time as Unit K1 the pain of operation after operation until just three years later, they finished, his body had been so damaged that he was considered a waste, but there were some who didn't give up, some who kept him alive and made him a prostedic freak then a perfect clone, then they some how managed to get him to be reborn, from a mother whomb, this time round he remembered every thing from being born up until now. Lex was then closely watched until he was only five then he left of his own free will, he found the watchers and they took him to their employer, the man who had made it all possible, he then went into training, he was the best there ever was, and when he graduated, he left without a word. Now he was an infamus hitman, or an assasin, he even played the role of mercanery every now and then. Comeing back to the present he stood and put on his work clothes, he wore a sort of bussiness suit. with sunglasses and a tie. He put his pistol in it hiding place some where on his person. He then went to his table and sat at the only chair and opened the laptop that he had there. information immediatly popped up about his next target. The target was a white woman who led the new ani clones organization. He scrolled through several files before finaly closing his laptop and standing. He picked up two suite cases and walked to the door of his hide out, it was a little known building that had been adanded for quite some time, he had managed to persuade the previous owner into handing him the deed without any trouble, the man had at first said no, but after being held fron a roof top he agreed to give it to him, once he had it he dropped the man and left without a thought. He left the building and walked three blocks then entered a hotel garage and walked up to a black car and got in. He set the suite cases in the passenger seat. He turned the ignition and drove out of the hotel garage and towards his destination.
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Post by Weird Rob 87 on Apr 7, 2007 12:26:46 GMT -5
Whoa.. being reborn.. that's gotta somehow mess with the mind.
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Post by Falar on Apr 7, 2007 12:49:41 GMT -5
Whoa.. being reborn.. that's gotta somehow mess with the mind. Yes just a bit, thats why he is so subtle and a cold blooded killer, he has no remorse, and in a sence, him being cloned and reborn has caused his soul to leave/die/ what ever...Now I get to post another part of the chapter!
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Post by Falar on Apr 7, 2007 13:13:26 GMT -5
The Job Pt4 Cht2
By Falar
Lex walked into the hotel and to the front desk. "Hello, how may I help you?" the middle aged coacation woman how sat behind the desk asked. "I am Mr. lance, I have a reservation." The woman nodded and checked you computer. "Ah yes here we are, your room is fourteen B on the Tenth floor." Lex grabbed the key card that the woman slid onto the desk. "Thank you." Lex walked turned and walked to the nearest elevator and put his key card in the slot. The card reader read it before the card came back out. Lex then put the card into his pocket. the elevator moved up a few moments then stopped. The doors opened and Lex stepped out, a security guard was looking out an open window. Lex walked behind the man and pushed him out the window. He looked down and watched the man plumet for a moment. He turned away before the man made it half way down. He walked down the hall and saw his room. He pulled out his keycard and used it on the door and it unlocked. He entered the room and closed the door. He set down his brief case and saw another one that had been placed in the room earlier. He opened the first case and assembled the rifle that was hidden away. He then moved to the balcony and looked to both sides, an employee of the hotel as smokeing on another balcony, near where the security guard was. He knealt down and looked through his scope an pulled the trigger. The man suddenly collapsed as if falling asleep. Lex then sat his rifle down and climbed over the rail of his balcony and jumped over to the other balcony and climbed over it and took the mans key card. He then stripped the man of his clothes then pushed the body over the rail. Lex quickly climbed over the rail and jumped back to his balcony and picked up his rifle and went back into his room. He disassembled his rifle and set it back in the case then moved to the other case and opened it, inside was an explosive and a detonator. He grabbed the detonator then closed the case and stood. He quickly changed into the employees clothes then left his room and walked down the hall until he arrived at the room twenty B and used his keycard to get in. He placed the case under the bed then left the room. He then found a place to wait.
After an hour of waiting, pretending to sweep the same place the target came out of the elevator, followed by three guards then into her room. Lex then went back to his room, changed back into his clothes grabbed both suite cases ans left his room and entered the elevator. He set one suit case down used his keycard and the elevator began moving down. The elevator reached the bottom floor after a few moments and Lex walked out of the hotel, got in his car and pulled out his detonator. He turned the ignition on and pushed the button as he began driving away.
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Post by Falar on Apr 8, 2007 5:05:32 GMT -5
Betrayal Pt1 Chp3
By Falar
Lex entered the building and could already tell that some was already there. He walked in as if every thing was normal and sat his suite cases on the table. He pulled his two pistols from their hiding places on his person and checked them "Why are you here?" "Lex, theres been some trouble, our....organization is being targeted by several others...We have reason to believe that there is a traiter." Lex turned to look at the woman who stood behind him. She was one of the best decievers in their training together. She always lied and stole, tricked and poisoned, if she was here then something was truly up. "Names are not to be mentioned...Cindy." "Theres no time for this, we have lost more than half our agents." Lex stared at her for a moment, studying her. He saw the flaw she had given to him, a beat of sweat on hor forhead, she was never nervous about anything. "Your not Cindy." "Wha? Wait!" Lex lifted his arm and pulled the trigger, killing the imposter. Not even a flash came from his gun, not a sound, only the bullet. The woman's lifeless body fell to the floor. "FREEZE!" Eight cops burst into the door, all had their pistols out and aimed on him. Lex dropped to a crouch and pulled the triggers of his pistols and the cops all fell to the ground, unmoving. He stood, put his pistols back in their hiding places on his person then grabbed the two suite cases. He then walked to a far corner of the building and dropped into a small hole and walked the under ground passage until he came up from a hole in a hotel garage. He quickly ducked back in, cops were every where here. What ever was going on these cops had been well informed. He manuvoured his way through the underground passage before reaching another exit, just outside the city, it was almost dark now, and not a single cop to be seen. Lex climbed out of the hole and ran into the small forest to a nearby hide out.
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Post by Falar on May 11, 2007 7:08:28 GMT -5
Lost comunication. Pt2 Chp3
By Falar
Lex silently aproached the tiny little shack that stood a mile from the city and entered it. He set down one suite case against the wall and set the other on the table, which was in a fair condition and mutch to old either. He sat down in a nearby chair and opened up his suite case. He grabbed out a small box like object from the interior and closed the suite case. He held it up and stared at it a moment then closed his fist around it and sqeezed. He heard a beep and a red light flashed bright enough to show through his fingers. He clenched his fist tighter, smashing the box and opene his hand, letting the tiny, broken box to fall to the floor. He stood and grabbed the suite case he had put against the wall and set it next to the other, and opened it. He looked at his rifle parts for a moment then assembled the rifle and set it to semi auto. He crouched at the only window to the shack and set the rifle up. He looked through the scope and spotted three police men holding onto the leashes of six dogs in total. He pulled the trigger three times. The cops all fell back, yanking the dogs back a bit, choking them. He aimed down at the dogs and flipped a swich on his rifle. He pulled the trigger and the dogs all stopped moving, their ears upright. He pulled the trigger again. The dogs began to put their deads down and wimper, trying to cover their ears as if there was an itch. Lex pulled the trigger a third time and the dogs all stopped moving for a moment. The dogs all toppled to the ground as blood squirted out of their ears. Lex stood and backed away from the window and disasembled his rifle, setting it back in the case and grabbed the other. He walked out of the shack and to the three dead police men and took their side arms and ammo before walking deeper into the forest.
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Post by Falar on Dec 16, 2007 6:18:05 GMT -5
Hey y'all I have finally come back after being gone for six long months and I would like to say hello before resuming my story, but since I have been gone so long, I will have trouble trying to remember the story line as I wanted it, so by making these last few statements I have decided to continue it with a new approach, I hope that My story is as good as before and my skills at making an interesting story have improved.
Lost memories. Pt3 Chp1
By Falar.
Snow. There was always snow this time of year. It didn't matter though, not when one looks into their past and realies that so much has happened and you never existed and no body could figure out who or what you were exactly, but you had to deal with it, deal with it or end up like most of the nut cases locked up in padded rooms. Dealing with it almost seems harder than being locked up in a phyco house, but sometimes you just have to stick it out. Lex under stood this more than any one, he had been through what most people only dreamed of. Only a few haad found out that their dream may acualy become reality and had all clamoured about trying to find the people responcible for already making it all happen, until he had killed them and left them for all to find, it was a mess, some called it a scandall, others called it a conspiracy, others called it international operations. They're all wrong, every last one of them. Lex had been through more experiments than any one would like to know. Technically he had been through only thirty seven experiments, augmentation, and such, but thats only during the time that he held the name Lex. Before he had been Lex, he bore the designation of K1, he was part of an experimental unit, one where he had presumably had been the fastest runner and had damaged himself to such an extreme extent that he had to under go a large transformation and become Lex. Before he was Unit K1 he had been a seargent named Kent, a good fellow with a promising life, a great career and a great wife with twins on the way. Before then, nothing, a large blank black spot in his memory. He knew there was something there, and he planned on finding out what, he needed to know, and he wouldn't rest until he found out every thing. Lex stood from the rought wooden bench that he had been sitting on and walked into the dark night, snow was ankle high and would continue to rise until it rose well above his chest until summer came round, and even then would fight to stay so deep. Lex gripped a sharpened matal bar that was only four inches long and three centimeters wide tighter as he approached a man facing the other direction. Lex moved silently in the white snow that covered the ground of the small village. Primitive as it was, it still was a threat. The man easily fell to the ground as the bar was stabbed into his kidney and removed....
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