Truth 2

The next day, Dorian was no where to be found around M.R.I headquarters. Everyone had started returning from their mission and headquarters was becoming filled up. "Chloe, I thought there was a new person on the squad," Thomas, a tall boy with freckles on his face spoke to Chloe. His nose bridge was slightly crooked and his short brown wavy hair looked unkempt. "Ask Mr. Patton," Chloe replied him and walked out of the lounge. The lounge like every other room, was very large, it's a room were everyone goes to relax. It has a holographic screen for announcements, a fireplace, and a game room. There are six robots assigned to the room to carry out various operations. Most of the cleaning and laundering are done by the robots.

Dorian kept on walking with no location in mind, a couple of C.E.Rs flew towards him but he didn't pay attention to their questions, he was now an orphan who had no where to go. After hours of walking under the night sky, he went back to his house, he placed his hand on the fingerprint scanner and the door unlocked. His lungs were filled with dust as he opened the door. The only difference in the house was the tiny dust overly on everything in it. He looked around the house as various memories replayed in his mind, he turned on the holographic TV and the screen popped up, he was hoping he could get any lead from the 10:00PM news and funny enough, there was.

REPORTER: "…that's all on Jones' career, moving on to our last headline for tonight, the bomb blast which occurred at 7:46PM on Friday the 17th of September 2043. Forensics found different matches for the remains in the explosion scene and we would like their families to get them using the lines displayed on the screen. Here are a few names of the matches. We have, Marcus Benjamin, Kenneth Rupert, Emilia Reynolds, Davina Green, Blake Clearwater, Miranda Hick, Jeremiah Lopez and Richard Clinton. More names will be broadcasted after the research has been completed, for now, we ask the families of the listed to get whatever is left of their beloved. The security around the area has been tightened, and we hope the police gets to the root of the explosion. It's Ray Rogers on A.C.C News, see you same time tomorrow, have a wonderful night."

Dorian had cried his eyes out so much, there was no tears left, he kept on sobbing till he fell asleep on the couch. The next day, he went to collect the remains of his mum with a few relatives and friends who visited. They set the date for her funeral and his mum's younger brother, Roberts Coastal funded it.

Two days after the funeral, every visitor had left with Mr. Roberts and his family leaving last because he tried to persuade Dorian to move in with them, but Dorian said he would think about it. Now Dorian was alone in his house thinking about his life, 'should I go back to school?' He thought, 'I need a job to feed myself and earn a living, I've got responsibilities now,' he sighted a picture of his mother on a shelf beside the holographic TV. He stood up, walked up to the picture and picked it up. There were only four hard copy pictures in the house, this one included. The rest were digitized and soft copy. The other three hard copy pictures were one which his dad took in his military uniform, one in which only had Dorian in it as a child and one which his mum, him and his dad took together. He took the picture of his mum and stared at her beauty and felt something behind the picture. He turned it around and saw a very small missing part behind the picture which was replaced by a needle. He knew what to do immediately because he has seen his parents work with devices like this, so he pricked himself with the needle. Few seconds after he pricked himself, a tiny space opened underneath the picture and a letter found it's way out. Dorian opened the letter which was written neatly over a white paper, the writing looked very familiar. It was from his mum before she died.

Dorian stared at the letter for a while before reading it, from the way the paper looked, it was written a long time ago.

'Dear Dorian, if you are reading this then it means I'm no longer by your side. I placed this letter here because you don't like this picture and you'll only look at it when you can't see me anymore. I don't know how old you'll be when you are reading this, but since you can unlock a biometric scanner, you are old enough for all the information I'm about to give to you.

Your dad worked in the U.S army as you know, but they weren't the only ones he worked for, he also worked for a secret organisation called Mutant Research Institute (M.R.I) which is funded by secret government officials who plan to build special war soldiers by turning humans with no hope of living into mutants. Your dad was killed by another organisation run by the Russian government called Zhestokiy cherep (violent skull). The organisation has been building a secret nuclear weapon which can only be shot towards America, China and Germany in 2050. I hope you are reading this letter when there is still time left. Anyway, your father knew about the chip and the combinations to unlock it and was killed on his way back to America. Thanks to Christopher, he was patched up and continued the mission secretly because we weren't sure if Christopher was on our side or the Russian's, there was a time when he wasn't trustworthy, but I think he's actually on our side now. Your dad said I should give him time before telling him about the chip. After your dad was killed a second time by explosion, I ran to Mr. Christopher Patton immediately, although, I didn't know the combinations to unlock the chip, Christopher still took the information I had serious. Soon, the organisation was after you and I because we were likely to know the information. Now that I'm dead, you've got no one else.

If you already know Christopher, please stay by his side because he's the only one you've got, if not, call the number below the letter, it's the only number you can contact him with. I'll always watch over you.

Mum.'

Dorian finished reading the letter with his mind in total disarray and confusion, he couldn't go back to Mr. Patton, not after all the ruckus he had made in his office. He sat there thinking for a long period of time and came to a compromise after Mr. Patton's statement, 'just know I'll always help and protect you because that's my last promise to your father,' replayed in his mind. He decided that he'll give going back a try and if he wants to avenge his parents, he'll need as much help as he can get.

'knock, knock,' Dorian knocked on Mr. Patton's officer's door. On his way to the office, whispers followed him as he passed within M.R.I headquarters, seems like the news of his parents and him screaming at Mr. Patton a month ago before his mum's funeral has spread like wild fire in M.R.I headquarters. "I would like to apologize for everything I said and did a month ago. Although, I'm not apologizing for what I did about you hiding my mum's death from me." Dorian said with a blank expression, "no problem. You're welcome in M.R.I at any time," Mr. Patton said smiling, "also, I got this letter from my mum," Dorian brought out the letter and dropped it on Mr. Patton's table, Mr. Patton took it and glanced through it, "well… I won't need to explain anything, your mum did a good job. You'll need to tell Mr. Roberts you won't be living with him too, I'll give you your phone when I'm done modifying it." Mr. Patton said still looking at the letter, "how do you know my uncle Roberts?" Dorian asked, "I was at Miranda's funeral, we were actually close you know" Mr. Patton replied, "oh… well… what's next?" Dorian asked again, "I can't just let you go running into the battle field just yet. You'll need to train and you have about six years to do that, during this period, you'll go on other missions to improve your skills as well, but before all that, you have to join a squad which means you need to pass some tests. Are you ready?" Mr. Patton explained, "I'm not sure. But I won't fail," Dorian said, "okay, dismissed," Mr. Patton said and Dorian left his office.