The Plan All Along

Quick note: This story is part two of a previous story called "Mission Not Accomplished". If you haven't read that one quickly read it before you read this one! This one doesn't relate to the prompt though. Hope you guys like it! Enjoy!

The Plan All Along

By: Meera Lakshmi

Matthew:

God these people are stupid. Did they really think I was that dumb? I knew all about their plan. Send someone in, take me captive, the usual. I didn’t think they would send in an android, but one look from them and I knew. So, I clicked her power button. Pretty much all androids have a power button on their heel. They seriously didn’t think to put it somewhere else? Too easy. Also, they made the circuit INCREDIBLY easy to rewire. Amateurs. Right now she is rebooting so she responds to only my voice. I won’t change her identity, Sarah Blake. I don’t want anyone to suspect anything. They won’t see this coming. I’ll deploy her with instructions to go back to her base, but I put a tracker on her. So my team can storm them. Genius, right?

Hazel:

I felt like I was possessed. I was asleep, but still awake. All I remember was seeing Matthew and then the world went black. Wait, was I being rebooted?? Nooo! If I am being rebooted why do I remember things that happened previously? Maybe he did it wrong. Maybe I am still going to be there just hidden? My head jerked up. But I didn’t move it. I tried to say “Hello” but it didn’t come out. Matthew walked in. “You will go back to base. Got it?” “Yes sir.” said a voice. That came from me? But I didn’t say it. “Refuse to do so and I’ll kill you.” “Yes sir,” I said. Well, robot me said it. I guess the real me was deeply hidden, and no one knew. I needed to communicate with someone from the base. I am assuming Matthew is sending me there so he can follow me. I can’t really do anything about that. I didn’t want to die. I had to try to communicate with someone. The future of the world was up to me. 

Matthew:

Ah. I am so successful. Android deployed. Everyone at my mercy. A troop ready for battle. I’m the king of the world! Ah-ha! Destination secured. “Troop! Get ready for battle.” The troop of 20 men rushed to the hall. “We will storm the base. Any man who chickens out or betrays me will face serious consequences since I know each and every one of your families. Mark, I don’t think you want me to take your betrayal on your young baby Stella and your wife do you?” A man in the front vigorously shook his head. A man in the back seemed like he was dozing off. “Jude! You think you're funny, do you?” He shook his head. “This is a serious mission. Alan, get Cad. Everyone else, move aside. Not you Jude.” Everyone moved to the sides of the room. Jude was in the center. Begging for mercy. I pulled out a gun. And shot him. Right in the heart. “That is what you will face. Thanks for being my guinea pig, Jude.” I said as he fell to the ground limply. “Move him out.” Alan came in with Cad. “Let’s move out,” I said turning to the door.

Hazel:

I was at the base. Robot me walked into the great hall. Mrs. Ace was in the room. I tried to say, “you are going to be attacked!” but once again nothing came out. Mrs. Ace started talking, “Sarah why are you here?” “I was told to come back to base.” the creepy robot me said. “None of our agents were instructed to send you back till you have completed your-” Her face went white. My body turned around. Matthew’s crew. “What is going on!” She practically screamed. “Do pushups,” Matthew said. I dropped to the ground to do them. “That’s what’s going on.” He said with a smirk. Suddenly one of his men walked out from his spot. He stationed himself to face Matthew. He pulled out a gun. And pointed it towards his chest. He looked at his belt. Where his gun usually was. “You.” He said to the man in the front. The man had his rifle. He reached in his boot. “Looking for this?” the man said pulling out a smaller rifle. I’m guessing his backup one. “Wait,” He looked the man up and down. “I don’t remember anyone who looks like you.” Take off your helmet. They took their helmet off, per his command. Long hair billowed out of the helmet. It wasn’t a man. It was a girl. A strangely familiar girl. “Mission successful, mom.” She said to Mrs. Ace. “That’s my girl,” she said hugging her. The girl came over and pushed something in my neck. It felt like a weight had been lifted. “Am I back?” I said. “You bet.” Said, Mrs. Ace.