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UNDISCLOSED LOCATION: 20th CENTURY
"This...came from fetal tissue?"
"That's affirmative, Admiral. Uh...Ben. Material X is still in the test stages, but
Bio-Defense is more real than it's ever been. These small-scale ballistics
tests are just the beginning. In a few years, Material X will be able to resist repeated
small-arms fire and when when an electrical current it passed through the material
via electrodes, Material X will actually heal like skin, only faster."
"Big D., are you telling me you snatched Maxim from the New Adam facility?"
"That's a negative. That facility was cleared before our raid.. Maxim's
containment unit was safely away, the data wiped. We got nothing valuable.
No tissue samples, no DNA. Since
we couldn't get him, we had to fall back on the auxillary source. But look at
the data...even from the auxillary, the lifelike rubber cultures were
an incredible achivement. Yes, its bouyant. Paranoid as they were, Maxim's
creators weren't dumb."
"Shit! Big D., we don't need this Adam on the side of terrorists. Uncle Sam
isn't clearing away the competition or the opposition fast enough these
days. Hell, everyone's got explosives...we need an armor that will shield
our troops and vehicles like nothing before. This Superbaby is going to
come back to haunt us in the new millenium."
"Sorry, Ben. The Adam got away, but we know where the Eve is.
She's a needle in a haystack. No facility. No compound. All open.
We let her grow up right in the midst of us. When this Eve hits adolescence,
the dynamics of her cells will adjust again. Our samples will only get better.
Material X has limitless applications."
"Maxim was the superior design--all the brains."
"Well, Ben, given the size of the containment unit he was
in, we can guess Maxim isn'tbeing allowed to grown normally.
Inhibitor technology is keeping him
in arrested development. In many ways, our Eve is ahead of him. And since this
Adam is held back and isolated, he is sexually immature. We are going
to set him up with a hot date. Maxim will respond to her. No violence.
A seduction. Something he doesn't understand."
"Go on."
"We can hope that if Maxim's inhibitors are relaxed and microtechnology
is used to make him mature, his body and mind will be unstable. He'll make
mistakes...like any awkward kid. And we can nab him. Our Eve will be just the
bait to stir him up. A real red-blooded American vamp. This map shows where
we're keeping her."
"What the hell?!--Beaver Patch, Oregon? Why out in the open, Big D.?"
"We have CIA operatives peppered all around--her adoptive family,
all her physicians, half her teachers, some 'distant relatives' and if she gets a
summer job like the other kids, her employer will have come right from
Langley. Her love life...well, we're not so good at employing pre-teen CIA
operatives, but the boys she sees are all constantly monitored. The girls too.
She's got a long-term birth-control implant courtesy of our secret "Doc', just
in case she...well, you know how kids are these days. Before I forget, here's
her school picture."
"Whee-ew! You sure you know who all her boyfriends are?"
"We know. But, we've got to let her live a little. If she ever winds up in the wrong
hands, a lifetime of habits we know all about will help us find Kiki Vale again. In
the meantime, we she has some growing up to do."
"This...came from fetal tissue?"
"That's affirmative, Admiral. Uh...Ben. Material X is still in the test stages, but
Bio-Defense is more real than it's ever been. These small-scale ballistics
tests are just the beginning. In a few years, Material X will be able to resist repeated
small-arms fire and when when an electrical current it passed through the material
via electrodes, Material X will actually heal like skin, only faster."
"Big D., are you telling me you snatched Maxim from the New Adam facility?"
"That's a negative. That facility was cleared before our raid.. Maxim's
containment unit was safely away, the data wiped. We got nothing valuable.
No tissue samples, no DNA. Since
we couldn't get him, we had to fall back on the auxillary source. But look at
the data...even from the auxillary, the lifelike rubber cultures were
an incredible achivement. Yes, its bouyant. Paranoid as they were, Maxim's
creators weren't dumb."
"Shit! Big D., we don't need this Adam on the side of terrorists. Uncle Sam
isn't clearing away the competition or the opposition fast enough these
days. Hell, everyone's got explosives...we need an armor that will shield
our troops and vehicles like nothing before. This Superbaby is going to
come back to haunt us in the new millenium."
"Sorry, Ben. The Adam got away, but we know where the Eve is.
She's a needle in a haystack. No facility. No compound. All open.
We let her grow up right in the midst of us. When this Eve hits adolescence,
the dynamics of her cells will adjust again. Our samples will only get better.
Material X has limitless applications."
"Maxim was the superior design--all the brains."
"Well, Ben, given the size of the containment unit he was
in, we can guess Maxim isn'tbeing allowed to grown normally.
Inhibitor technology is keeping him
in arrested development. In many ways, our Eve is ahead of him. And since this
Adam is held back and isolated, he is sexually immature. We are going
to set him up with a hot date. Maxim will respond to her. No violence.
A seduction. Something he doesn't understand."
"Go on."
"We can hope that if Maxim's inhibitors are relaxed and microtechnology
is used to make him mature, his body and mind will be unstable. He'll make
mistakes...like any awkward kid. And we can nab him. Our Eve will be just the
bait to stir him up. A real red-blooded American vamp. This map shows where
we're keeping her."
"What the hell?!--Beaver Patch, Oregon? Why out in the open, Big D.?"
"We have CIA operatives peppered all around--her adoptive family,
all her physicians, half her teachers, some 'distant relatives' and if she gets a
summer job like the other kids, her employer will have come right from
Langley. Her love life...well, we're not so good at employing pre-teen CIA
operatives, but the boys she sees are all constantly monitored. The girls too.
She's got a long-term birth-control implant courtesy of our secret "Doc', just
in case she...well, you know how kids are these days. Before I forget, here's
her school picture."
"Whee-ew! You sure you know who all her boyfriends are?"
"We know. But, we've got to let her live a little. If she ever winds up in the wrong
hands, a lifetime of habits we know all about will help us find Kiki Vale again. In
the meantime, we she has some growing up to do."