Emotions..the very thing that makes us human.
Location Zia S: Streets
Yasamuu's right arm was frozen, lifeless..like an icicle. He heard the whizz and ping of bullets raining down on him like the downpour itself. Cold, he took a brief look from behind the upturned car, two left. He looked to his side...one of the programs, assigned to the operation by the machines, layed lifeless. The Exile the Machines had wanted interrogated was nowhere to be seen. Yasamuu sighed..this ain't going to please em. Outnumbered and carrying a crippling injury..he was a sitting duck. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand..realising this could be the end. An idea, they are human, they get complacent, like me. A gamble.. he rolled out, firing 3 shots into one of the operatives. He got lucky, catching them by surpise. No sooner had those bullets been fired was he rushing at the other, he slid, down across the wet ground..he felt the grind of the tar on the road against his left leg, avoiding the remaining operatives shots and knocking him off his feet, he sprung up and fired into the enemies body. No sooner had the life drained out of the operative, an Agent was on the phone to Yasamuu. You are to report to headquarters immediately, Mr McKissock. "Affirmative" he replied.Great, im going to get a roasting.
Location Tabor W: Machine compound
Mr McKissock, please..listen hard and listen good, How many times do we have to raise this point. You are becoming a liability. Your more...Human...qualites are become a hinderance to your progress in our organisation and the organisation itself. Your emotions make you weak.
"I'm sorry Agent Allan, truthfully i am, but how am i supposed to ignore these EPN operatives, they always cause trouble, they've killed many of my crew mates, loyal ones...ones who have given their all for this organisation, they are constantly getting to me its unbelievably frustrating".
We don't comprehend this "frustration" you speak of. It had nothing to do with the task at hand which was to bring the exile to us for interrogation. You need to focus on the task at hand at all times. There was no need to stop the car, things were running smoothly at the time.
"I understand but you've got to see it fr...
No buts. This matter is not open to debate, your hatred and anger towards E Pluribus Neo has weakend you. You are no longer focused on achieve simple goals that are given to you to carry out, even with the support of some of our most skilled tactical support you manage to screw up and get them eliminated. Let past incidents go, focus on the here and now. There is a time and a place for this vendetta, this is not during our..
At that point, a female operative walked into the room..
Sarah Evans. One of the most beautiful and efficient operatives ever awoken, someone whom Yasamuu admired greatly, and the Machines valued. He wished he had the grasp on his own emotions like she had...however he knew that would never be possible. Whilst his emotions may hinder him...if he was to deny them..that would deny exactly what he was.
Ms Evans, what can i do for you?
the very fact she can walk in here confidently and not get a grilling says it all
"Agent Allan...i think we are forgetting something here...whilst Yasamuu probably shouldn't have attempted to get out and attack those EPN operatives..Their very presence in that area does suggest that they were up to something..the current location of the Exile is still unknown. They may very well have been after the Exile themselves".
A valid point Ms Evans. We are working on locating the exile as we speak. However..i think it's best for this moment that Mr McKissock take a leave of absense. His emotions are beginning to ruin him, he needs time away from the field. Time to "clear his head".
Yasamuu grumbled..he knew himself, his hatred was controlling him far to often, it wasn't just this mission that he had jepordised or even failed. However, he nodded..and accepted the decision. Without the machines...who would he have?
Location The Real: HvCFT Chaos
Yasamuu lay back in his quarters..thinking..mulling things over. So many emotions... hate, anger, regret, even..love. His mind ran back to the mission where everything seemed to take a turn for the worst...A Merovingian operative. A dangerous one..one which he had become stupid enough to be romantically involved with..he allowed his "love" to get in the way of the goal, which was to eliminate her, instead trying to reas..
"INCOMING CALL"
It was Sarah, what could she want?
"Yas, i know this probably isn't the easiest time for you, but.. i need your help."
"You're forgetting one thing...my leave of absence."
"The Agents, they weren't pleased when i asked..but, they came round to my way of thinking. Aslong as you don't screw up..everything will be fine!"
"I dunno, these days..im growing less confident.."
"Think of it this way, everything goes right..you get your respect back and everythings back to normal"
"Well...i suppose aslong as you're calling the shots, it'll be fine."
"I knew i could count on you! We'll also have an Agent in the field with us, so if you keep inline, make no rash decisions..he'll get a first hand look at you in the field".
The Rendezvous was set, The objective: Recover the Exile from the captivity of EPN.
Yasamuu jacked into the Western Kedemoth region. He found Sarah and the Agent waiting.
Right on time, Mr McKissock. You haven't lost it completely.
"I haven't lost it all".
Let us hope that is the case, this will not be easy
"Enough bickering, as Agent Hart said..this will not be easy, we're to infiltrate a small warehouse to the north where the Exile is being held".
Infiltrating the warehouse itself was easy enough...some mediocre Building Security, taken swiftly and silently. They moved downstairs, a keycard found on one of the bodies granted them access. They were in.
Scanners show that the Exile is being stored in a room Twenty metres to the right. There are four hostiles detected.
"Lets move"
They crept up to the door...then on three, Agent Hart smashed down the door and opened fire upon the enemies. Yasamuu lept through taking one down who was preping to fire on the Agents blind side...he gave a quick and somewhat appreciative glance then turned away. They had the exile in their grasps.
You've done it now, ooooh boy. Look what you've let yourselves in for.
Exiles..we're surrounded.
This may work out better than we had planned!
A bright, blue glow..surrounded Agent Hart..suddenly he was literally frying infront of them.
"What the hell..."
You toasters have presented us with the perfect opertunity! This bug was meant for the EPN, but you've given us your prized operative on a plate! My my, how the tables have turned!
The Agent was nothing but a smoldering heap on the floor by this point...Yasamuu knew they were in trouble...
"You won't get away with this Exile Scum"
You're hardly in a position to be making threats Ms Evans...you and this emoitional wreck are done for, i think we'll be trading places, you'll be the captive!
A purple blast of code flew at Yasamuu, knocking him to the ground, his head pounding, stunned...he fell to the sounds of high pitched screaming...the Exiles had taken Sarah.
He awoke to another high pitched sound...the phone ringing.
Finally, Mr McKissock. It is of our understanding that Ms Evans has been taken hostage by the Exiles.
"Dammit"
Our sources are working on securing the location of these Exiles but it is becoming increasingly difficult to track them. We're requesting that you come back to the Tabor Compound for a debriefing and we can go from there.
"What?! No way. If we don't act now, your prized asset will be worse than damaged good when we find her"
You must not allow your feelings to control you.
"The hell i won't, i'm going to save her".
Yasamuu dropped the call, he had one thing on his mind..Finding Sarah. He wasn't going to allow the same mistakes to happen again. He was going to save her, going to prove himself to her, to the Agents.
He went to visit another Exile, one who was much more Machine friendly. Rattray. Rattray was a typical scumbag. Playing both sides and giving out valuable information to the highest bidder. He kicked down the door to the appartment...
"Rattray, i want answers now".
"Where does Hermes like to hang out".
Who? whaaaaa
"Answers, Now."
Ahhhhhhhhhh, all for a price my friend
Rattray smirked.
"Twenty million, right here. Now tell me"
Twenty Million!! Jeeeesus you must be desperate..well for that kinda money i can't refuse! The Vault, in Lamar. Thats his favourite spot.
Yasamuu turned and ran, "checks in the post" he shouted back.
Yasamuu was on his way to The Vault, he sprinted, determined..moving faster, his feet were burning.
Location Lamar C: The Vault
He moved swiftly, past the receptionists... moving up the elevator, Twenty Three..Twenty Four..Twenty Five...Twenty Six. Go time.
He rushed in....there were four. He opened fire quickly on one sitting at the bar.
Back off Toaster! Unless you want your friend to die! Yasamuu looked over, Hermes was holding a gun to Sarahs head.
Your emotions keep holding you back, you're weak! Your still the same Yasamuu from that last time, when you screwed up with...
"SHUT UP, I will not allow this to happen again."
Aren't the odds against you? You should have brought some back up..or do they just want you to die...
"You know Nothing" As he Hermes began to open his mouth to talk again..it's time, time to prove myself..time to make ammends.. Yasamuu dived behind the fountain and opened fire on the Elite Guard standing over by the corridor through the back. Covering himself from Hermes and his last guard, giving a brief moment of respite....
His back turned to the fountain he faked a roll to the left, and rolled right.. popping up and firing at Hermes who dropped back, loosening his grip on Sarah.
"Now!" She stomped on his foot, Hermes pushed her forward, he turned and ran.
Yasamuu burned up more ammo killing the final guard, the ammo let of steam is it dropped into the glistening water in the fountain.
Hermes turned and dived through the window, onto the balcony below to a makeshift escape route.
Yasamuu turned to Sarah, who thurst her arms around him. "Thank you so much"
"Don't get all emotional on me now..." They shared a brief laugh and embrace..then seperated.
"We better let the machines know what has transpired.."
"Well i doubt they were best pleased with me rushing off after you and disobeying again.."
"We'll see.."
Location: Tabor W: Machine Compound
We are glad you have been returned safely Ms Evans, and yourself Mr McKissock. Your determination, passion and perhaps love? is what saved Ms Evans today...without your courage..we have little doubt she would have been terminated. Thank you. Perhaps we have misjudged this emotion after all...whilst it can be a sign of weakness..i think today has shown it has some advantages. We have much to learn. Human and Machine relations must continue to be worked on, and we must continue to work alongside each other. We are canceling your abscence with immediate effect...be prepared for your next assignment.....
