December 31, 2020
11:55 PM

The watch counts down to midnight, for some this occasion welcomes a New Year, 2021. For us, it symbolizes our return. For too long we’ve been hidden, and it’s time the world knew of our existence .

“ Elles” Sonya calls out to me, “ Do you really have to do this, all those people, they have nothing to do with this?” Sonya is new to this world, she’s been stuck all her life living in a fantasy world. I broke her free, showed her how this world really works. Showed her what I’m capable of,  still none of it fazes her.  It just seems to draw her closer to me.  Still there are times when she lacks the capabilities of doing what’s necessary. She forgets what is at stake in all this, her old habits get in her way of seeing the whole picture.

The man gagged and bound to the chair across from us, looks at me with so much hatred in his eyes.  He knows what’s going to happen, and  despises the fact he’s helpless to do anything. With a wave of my hand, I undo the cloth around his mouth.  “ You bitch, you and your sick little family are going to pay for this!” His mouth foams with rage. I just smile at his banter.

“ five more minutes baby…” Sonya seems to be pleading  to me to stop all this, she has no idea that it’s  out of my hands.

She kneels down, her head resting on my lap, her blue piercing eyes starting at me to end all this. “ Accept this, their lives would not be  in vain.” I tell her.

She buries her face in my lap, I can feel the tears running down. “ You sick bastards, what are you after?” Our prisoner yells at us again. “ Answer me, you ..” With a wave of my hand, I silence him. I slice through his throat , he chokes on his blood looking for air. His eyes widen with panic, soon his head slumps and he breaths no more.

On the television people begin to countdown, “ 10, 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1.. Happy….  “ The bright flash, the dead signal , it’s what people see. Soon, it’s confirmed, the United States has been attacked. The first nuclear attack on American soil. “ Happy New Years Mr. Sullivan”

71 Hours Before The Nuclear Attack

Brooklyn, New York
D.C Warehouse
1:00 AM

“I don’t feel comfortable, the prisoner should remain here.” Sam Maxwell bit on his lower lip as he stared at the prisoner through the bulletproof window as he lay unconscious. IV bags packed with enough drugs to knock out an elephant were inserted in his arms to keep him from awaking. “This is a bad idea.”

Melissa Brentwood seemed less concerned then her colleague. “Everything will be fine. The son of a bitch is so drugged, he can’t tell which way is up or down.”

“You’re underestimating him.” His jaw tightened as his sights remind fix on the prisoner.
“He’s not like the others, this one is worse. The moment you let your guard down, that’s it, you’re dead.”

Melissa rolled her eyes at Maxwell. “I appreciate your concern, but, I’ve dealt with people like this before. So there’s nothing to worry about.” She placed her hand on his shoulder “If anything goes wrong, I’ll have him put down so fast, he won’t know what hit him.”

Maxwell felt the urge to continue his protest about this transfer, but decided against it,
there was nothing he could do, it was out of his hands. “We’ll have him ready to go within the next hour.”

Phone Conversation
1:35 AM

Reggie: Yo.

Serj: Pardon?

Reggie: Oh shit, forgive me, Serj.

Serj: How is the operation going?

Reggie: Everything is going down without a hitch.

Serj: I’ve heard an outsider has entered our circle.

Reggie: That’s correct.

Serj: I can’t say I approve.

Reggie: You have nothing to worry about.

Serj: She could be a risk, if she ever spoke about what’s happing.

Reggie: She won’t, this girl has balls, Serj. Widow has taken a shine to this girl as well.

Serj: Isn’t that nice?

Reggie: This girl is going to help us win this war. You can take that to the bank.

Serj: That’s good to hear, but, let me make one thing clear; If she compromises this vital mission, it will be yours and Widow’s heads that will roll.

Reggie: . . .

Serj: Now, I have other news.

Reggie: What’s that?

Serj: We’ve ran into a Little Sister.

Reggie: Please tell me your kidding.

Serj: Have you know me to kid around.

Reggie: Jesus Christ, those little fuckers are a nuisance.

Serj: We’ve taken care of one already.

Reggie: Where there’s one…

Serj: There will be others. That’s correct.

Reggie: I’ll put everyone at full alert.

Serj: If you encounter one, use everything in your arsenal.

Reggie: I’ve got that covered.

Serj: I want you and Widow to call home within the next hour.

Reggie: Why?

Serj: Eve wants to speak with you both.

Reggie: Eve…. of course.

Serj: Keep your guard up.

Reggie: You too.

- Call Ended-

Fredonia, New York
1:50 AM

“ We’ve made it.” Her voice echoes with joy, as she feels the cold Winter air blow through her hair. “It worked just like he said it would.” She falls to her knees, unable to believe what they have done.

I, myself, can’t think of what to say. It’s just so hard to wrap your head around the very notion of it all. Things like this only happen in books, movies, and comics. But, then again, should it really be a surprise what they have accomplished, after all, they had been working with the great Mao. “I can’t believe we’ve made it.”

“Please, tell me this is a dream.” She looks at me with those green eyes in disbelief.

“We’ve just Traveled back in time. And now we’re going to change things, change the entire course of time.”

Doctor: Emma Haislip
Taped Recording Of Session #1
With Subject 101

Haislip: Subject 101 how do you feel today?

Elle: Why do you call me that?

Haislip: It’s your given name.

Elle: My name is Elle.

Haislip: That’s your codename, you have no name. You’re a weapon don’t ever forget that.

Elle: A Weapon?

Haislip: Let’s talk about what happened with the two guards.

Elle: A Weapon?

Haislip: You were given orders to use your ability on a target practice last week, why didn’t you?

Elle: Is that what you call it, a target practice?

Haislip: What would you call it?

Elle: She was a young girl, she was gagged and tied down to a chair.

Haislip: And?

Elle: forget it.

Haislip: Subject 101 is not progressing , she’s showing a much greater attachment to her feelings than the rest.

Elle: Who are you talking to?

Haislip: My request for termination should be taken to heart.

Elle: Termination?

Haislip: I’m sorry to say this Elle, but this will be our last session, you really didn’t give us a choice.  I have….

Elle: We’re not done.

Haislip: I can’t move.

Elle: You want to harm me, just like they wanted to!

Haislip: Let me go!

Elle:  This is what you call a “ Target Practice” right doc?

Haislip: This isn’t funny Elle, LET ME GO!

Elle: Do you want to see what I can do?

Haislip: GUARDS, GUARDS!!!!!!!

( Noises in the background )

Elle: The first thing I’m going to do is crack open your skull

Haislip: JESUS NO, PLEASE LET ME GO!

Elle: I know what kind of person you are doctor, you’re a monster.  You pick up homeless teens off the streets and you  tie them to chairs and call them human targets. You keep my brothers & sisters caged like animals, and you put us down when we don’t obey an order.

Haislip: Elle, if you let me go, I promise I’ll stop everything, please, please let me go.

Elle: No, it ends here. You won’t harm anyone anymore.

Haislip: ELLE NOOOO!

- Four Minutes Later Into The Recording -

Guard 1: Oh fuck.

Guard 2: The doctor is all over the place.

Guard 3: Aim you weapons at her, that bitch looks at you funny shoot her.

Elle: KILL ME!

Guard 4: Don’t think I won’t bitch!

Guard 5: Let’s kill her now.

Elle: Do it, let me have it you mother fuckers!

Guard 3: You heard her, weapons free….

???:  Weapons down now!

Guard 3: Jesus.

???: Everyone one stand back, secure her  agent.

Elle: Stay away from me!

???: Elle relax we’re here to help you.

Elle: You can’t help me.

Guard 3: She murder the doctor !

???: I see that.

Elle: You should kill me, I’m not safe.

???: You will be. I can help you.

Elle: Who are you?!

???: My name is Constantine.

Guard 4: You can’t take her without Dr. Sullivan orders.

Constantine: I don’t care, as of now this never happened. Doctor Emma Haislip was never here. Any of you talk and you’ll have to deal with me and you know the circle I run with it.

Guard 4: Mother fucker, jesus.

Constantine : Got it!

Guards: Yes, sir.

Constantine : Good. Now, clean this shit up.