"I don't know what she's planning but I don't think it's good." The voice in the shadow communicated.
"Whatever she does will only be a minor setback. The plan is almost fully implemented, just keep an eye on them and report back to me" the person at the end of the line said.
"She sent them on new missions. She has spies within them and she is monitoring their every step. I fear we may be underestimating her"
There was laughter at the other end followed by "It's only a matter of time before she realizes the war has already begun. I pray she makes it worth my while. I may need you to do something, in the mean time carry out your previous orders" and the line went dead.
In another office in the facility
"She's cutting me out" Deccan complained bitterly. It was tough being powerless in front of a woman especially a woman like Doc.
"It was to be expected" the other person replied
"I know but it is annoying! " Deccan said trying to rein his temper in
"You have business and you have interest and Doc is all about her interest. Tell me you didn't expect her to look out for you? " the other person seemed amused
"She promised! "
"It is a well known fact that she doesn't keep her promise especially when it is not in her best interest."
"How do I know you'll keep your own promise?"
"You don't but then again, I'm not Doc. I don't make baseless promises. Get me what I want and it would be yours" the line went dead before Deccan could reply. This people treating him like trash. They would soon learn a valuable lesson.
He called yet another person.
"Doc is hiding something but I've not yet found out what. I know it concerns both the GMNs and herself " Deccan reported
"I knew she couldn't be trusted. Get me evidence Deccan. " the other person replied
"I will but there is something that has been on my mind and since you know better, I thought it best to ask you. Is it possible for Doc to turn rogue? " Deccan asked innocently.
There was a lengthy pause before the person at the end of the line replied.
"Get me evidence and I'll handle the rest. Remember to keep an eye on them and report back to me" the person said and hastily cut the call. Deccan smile to himself. He may not have gotten an answer to the question he asked and in truth he hadn't been expecting any. He had done what he set out to do, to plant a seed. He only had to tend and water it and watch it bloom.
******
GMN-2 joined GMN 3 and 6 on the couch to check out their target or should he say targets. He didn't know why Doc had given them this target. To him, this was a mission for 1 and 4. An elimination without further ado. He adjusted the file in GMN-6's hands, shifting it closer to himself. The two of them just looked at him but said nothing. It was like they were contemplating something. Whatever it was he had a feeling he would find out and soon.
Something in the file that caught his attention. Neurodevelopmental, Disruptive, Impulse-Control, and Conduct Disorders. What the hell? This may not be as easy as they were thinking it was.
"You wanna head out? "GMN-3 asked the both of them
No! He didn't want to approach psychos in their home unprepared.
"What are we waiting for? " GMN-6 replied with a question of her own
"Don't you think we should research our targets a bit more? " GMN-2 asked. The information on the psychological disorder assuming it was only one of them wasn't elaborate. It was a mere statement of the fact that they had disorders and nothing else. A fact the two of them had obviously overlooked.
"What's to research big guy? We were asked to kill them not get to know them. C'mon, you can research to your heart's content when we get back" GMN-6 was already at the door like it was an everyday routine to kill someone and the sooner the better. "I call shotgun. Don't care who's driving"
GMN-3 looked from 6 to 2 and then shook his head. He watched as GMN-2 sighed as if resigned to the fate of spending the night in the company of a crazy girl and... GMN-2 walked out of the room to meet GMN-6, that left him. I guess I'm driving GMN-3 said picking up a car key and heading out.
GMN-5 came to her senses with a start. What happened to me? She thought and then she remembered. That annoying, deceitful witch. She had done that on purpose. She rubbed her head and peeled something away. Dried blood. Oh she was so going to get even. She rubbed her head more, was that a bump? She searched her scalp with her fingers. It was a bump. GMN-1 had just been elevated from getting even to serious maiming.
"Sleep well? " She heard someone ask her. She looked up it was GMN-7. She glared at him. How long was she out? Wait was she visible?
"If your done sleeping, can we now get on with our mission? " GMN-7 said getting up from the seat he was sitting on and walking towards her with the file in his hand. He stopped in front of her and picked a key from the holder, tossing her the file which she caught before it slammed her in the face.
"You know an apology would be necessary. Everyone knows that you tampered with the wires" GMN-5 said. They were partners and he didn't think to warn her before time.
"Everyone should also know that you fainted not because of the heat but because of a plot gone wrong. Tell me, were you stupid enough to think that was going to work? " GMN-7 said walking out. GMN-5 grudgingly followed him.
She got into the passenger seat of the car just as he was starting the engine. He gave her a brief look before backing out of the underground garage. GMN-5 looked over the file that was given to them. Donald Brown. Why did their targets name sound so familiar? She tried to remember. Brown, Louis Brown. It can't be. She checked the file again. Under the parents category it was there, Louis Brown - father. Doc wasn't serious. She wanted them to kill the son of Louis Brown, grand son of Bishop Brown, great grand son of Jared Brown. That Brown, no way there has to be a mix up somewhere.
"Did you take a look at this file? " GMN-5 asked
"Yes, why? " GMN-7 replied nonchalantly
"Why? They want us to kill Donald Brown as in Louis Brown's son as in fourth generation Brown, the precious heir" GMN-5 sounded like she was about to throw a tantrum
"So? " GMN-7 couldn't understand what the fuss was all about
"Did you just ask 'so'? You are about to start WW 3 with us right in the middle. The whole world is going to pay for this" on second thought why did she care. It was not like they would be caught, she didn't have any business with the whole world so if they want to pay, she wouldn't stop them. "You know what let's kill the spawn and scatter his pieces" GMN-5 said relaxing more comfortably.
"Wait, what!? " GMN-7 was surprised by this 180° turn. She sounded like they were on a suicide mission few seconds ago now she wants to kill the spawn and scatter his pieces. Why were all the female GMNs crazy?
"I want to kill him then make it a public spectacle. The Browns will look for the culprits naturally and if they don't find any, they'll turn on their fellow humans. This could be a long lasting and wide spread feud making it easier for us" to take over the world.
"Who exactly is this man? " GMN-7 wasn't understanding her logic.
"A member of the Browns. The only heir of the empire. They dabble in everything legal and illegal. Tenth largest family in the continent, thirty-seventh in the world. They own a branch of anything and everything that makes money, saves lives and destroys life. The have the third largest collection of weapons spanning from preindustrial era to technology that would be invented in the future. Connections, supports and finances to level more than half the world" GMN-5 explained dramatically
"And you know this how? " GMN-7 asked. As far as he knew she was just making things up, yes she was that petty.
To GMN-5 that question had been at the back of her mind. How did she know? She just knew. She couldn't explain, it was like a knowledge she possessed since... She was getting that weird feeling of brain overload again. She pushed the how she knew to the back of her mind. Who cares how she knew, she just did. The 'who' was sitting on the driver's seat waiting for an authentic source. She knew he wouldn't believe her but it didn't matter. This was already a done deal.
"Does it matter, I just do" GMN-5 replied looking away.
Just as he thought, she was just making things up. He sighed and sped up. The sooner they got this over with the better.
They knew from the file that Donald Brown was a party lover maybe owing to the fact that his family owned more than their fair share of night clubs. He would be in one of the clubs since he had nothing better to do. They would wait. GMN-7 was about to drive to the house that was given to their target by his predecessors when he remembered something and parked a few blocks away.
"Why are we stopping here? " GMN-5 asked. GMN-7 just ignored her and stepped out of the car, she followed. They got to the exact house and prepared to wait when something weird happened. It seemed that their target had been waiting for them. He peered through the windows and sneakily came out. He signalled them to a hidden spot. They were surprised, they didn't know he would be around and were planning to ambush him as he was coming back but at least he saved them the stress of getting past his bodyguards. They crossed to the other side to meet him as he kept looking around and signalling them to move faster. GMN-7 found this weird. When they got nearer, he dragged them in just as a car sped by.
"What took you so long, I've been waiting for you" their target said impatiently.
Waiting for them, why? Did he know them? GMN-7 thought but said nothing.
The man continued "Well hurry it up! I haven't got time, I really have to go" the man said impatiently with an air of arrogance
"OK" GMN-5 said grabbing his head and giving him the neck adjustment from hell before GMN-7 could stop her. That was a move she wanted to use on GMN-1 but she never got around to holding her head, maybe next time. The man plopped down, dead.
"What the hell did you do!? " GMN-7 asked.
When the man made the third statement he had wanted to question him but never got the chance to.
"Giving him his dying wish" GMN-5 said and turned to go.
GMN-7 was so angry that he could strangle this girl. He tried to suppress his anger and followed her. They had completed the mission that was the only thing that matters but why did he have this lingering uneasiness?