ic Synthetic Rehab

[Supercape]

GM

 

Continued from Hot and Bothered

 

It was still snowing outside the WEST base, Alaska. 

 

Dr North had rustled up some cold weather clothing from the base, but he was pale, clammy. Whatever had been done to him during storage had sapped him of his energy. He was only standing due to duty. 

 

And fear. How many Hypersynth weapons had been sold? Who to? What danger did they pose. He only knew the answer to the last question: A lot. 

 

Synth was similarly kitted out in cold weather clothing - recuperating physically at great speed, but clearly dazed. "Where am I? Who am I? Why am I?" it looked like mentally it would be some time before she recovered from storage. 

 

Predator now had some significant challenges. 

 

First, what to do with Synth. Wanted for crimes she certainly did, but was hardly guilty of - not least being broke out of prison. Synth was hardly a threat, that was clear from AEGIS files. At least, not directly. The problem was that SHADOW desperately wanted their experiment back to make use of her DNA. What did Synth want? A normal life? A life of heroics? Both?

 

Secondly, an unnamed number of Hypersynth weapons were released to the world, or in transit to various nefarious organisations. 

 

Fortunately, Predator had the science mastermind Terrifica on her side. 

 

Unfortunately, Predator was in the middle of a snow storm far from civilisation with Dr North dead on his feet, and Synth dead in her skull. 

Edited November 4 by Supercape

[Spacefurry]

Predator

 

Jean’s and Cynthia’s voices could occasionally be heard from the Predator helmet as it sat on the counter, a cable connecting it to the lab’s computers. She had left it behind with an open channel to her ear piece in case the others needed to contact her while she left the lower lab.

 

The entity known only as Synth had awoken, but proved to be of little help given their condition. Jean supposed it couldn’t be avoided and didn’t begrudge them. Nor Dr North, for that matter. Circumstances were rather extraordinary all things considered. Terriffica was already on her way, but Jean continued to have Cynthia comb through files.

 

At the moment, Jean herself was searching the upstairs for a working space heaters, clothing and food for her two, reluctant, companions. It was going to be a while before rescue could get through the storm to them.

 

[Spacefurry]

Predator

 

The space heaters were less then cooperative when she found them. She had to salvage parts from one to get the others up and running. But once they were, she bundled them with the clothing and food she had gathered and headed back towards the elevator to the lower lab.

 

As she rode the elevator she continued to reexamine the events leading up to her current situation. She hardly left her lab, but her notoriety made her a suitably easy target to locate. Others in the scientific fields may find themselves targeted next. She would have to see it Terrifica would be willing to go over her design for the scanner. With the resources on hand in the lab they should be able to refine and expand on it.

 

The elevator doors opened and she stepped out, crossing the lab to Dr North and Synth.

 

“Here, take these.”

 

She presented the two with warmer clothing and coats she had found in a storage closet.

 

“Hopefully some of them will fit. I found MRE’s as well. Not the most tasteful food, but they should provide suitable nourishment.”

 

She set several of the meal packets by them before stepping away to setup the heating units.

[Supercape]

GM

 

"I feel sick, can't eat a thing..." said Dr North. He did, out of pure will and reason, try some. A few seconds later, he evacuated his stomach in an unpleasant manner. "Oooh.... cryostasis is not for everyone..."

 

Synth, virtually mute still, brain operating on spinal cord functions, wolfed down several packets. 

 

They both put on the warm weather clothing. Thick, puffy, full of insulation, complete with gloves and hood. They wouldn't freeze in a hurry. But... the snowstorm was still raging. 

 

"We need to go," said Dr North. "And we need to destroy this place when we do. Somebody is going to try and get this research..."

 

He patted his pocket, wherein the hard disk of the computer Predator had hacked lay. "And it belongs with us, nobody else..."

[EternalPhoenix]

Terrifica

 

It was quite a serious situation, Terrifica mused as she followed the sound of voices into a lab. These...Hypersynths could cause significant damage if left unchecked. And the first step of stopping whatever they were up wherever they had gone was here. She didn't feel the Alaskan cold. Benefits of her suit. "Agreed. Leaving is a wonderful idea. Need a ride? I believe the satellite still has a lock on my position." She stood there in the doorway to said lab, in her suit and usual longcoat, barely touched by snow. "If you really want to destroy this place, I recommend overloading the power generators. Unless they're nuclear, of course." Normally, holding a signal lock through a blistering snowstorm would be impossible. Terrifica, however, had been an AUX member for years now. Like hell she wouldn't have performed an upgrade or two in that time, for emergencies just like this one. There was the small problem of getting a lock on the others present, but that was what her utility belt was for. Overcoming small problems like that.

[Spacefurry]

Predator

 

Jean looked up at the sound of Terrifica’s voice.

“Ah, Miss Terrifica. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.”

She gave the other hero a nod.

 

She glanced over at Synth and Dr North.

“The sooner we get these two somewhere warmer with medical attention the better.”

Jean frowned and turned back to the computer for a moment, disconnecting her helmet and turning back to Terrifica.

“As far as the destruction of this facility, I think that it should wait until the important bits can be safely and properly dismantled and moved. Especially with the subjects still in the tanks.”

She gestured toward the forms floating in the tanks with her helmet.

[Supercape]

GM
 

Synth was too ill to do anything than walk - and frankly even that was a struggle. Dr North, whilst pale and drained, could still talk and think. "Here's the kicker, folks. Who do we trust?"

 

He looked at Terrifica and Predator carefully. 

 

"The Hypersynths can mimic anybody. They copied me, for starters. Who has them? What are they using them for? Assassination, infiltration, sabotage? I am sure lots of people would like to get their hands on the technology."

 

"Can I trust you two? Maybe. Probably. You act helpful, and you have all the fantastic gadgets of Predator and Terrifica. But can I know for sure? And frankly I don't even know, fully, whether I am a Hypersynth. Do they even know they are copies?"

 

He glanced a Synth. 

 

"And her? If it is a her... are we sure she isn't a copy?"

 

He turned back to Predator and Terrifica. "So this is the problem. How, practically, do we dismantle this base? Its a lot of work, a lot of people..."