Hello again, i tried posting this on Monday but rereading it caused me to vomit my organs out due to how shit the dialogue was. Still kinda is but at least it makes a little more sense than repeating the same point twice. I tried writing a couple more paragraphs in the latter half
Also remember to not take this seriously
“Subject 04575GA, State your name, Date of Birth, and Location of Birth”
In front of a well dressed man sat a teen. The teen’s skin pale as snow and eyes as red as a rose. His pure white skin ruined by purple bruises tattooed to his face. A bit of his lip was busted and slightly bleeding
“My name is Hermes Black. I was born on September 6th of 2006 in the state of Montana, United states. Probably” The Teenager spoke softly on Probably. Either he didn’t want to tell or he actually didn’t know
The Man only raised his eyebrow at the near silent answer yet didn’t attempt to question it. There was something bigger than that
“What is this ‘United states’ that you speak of? Where is it located?”
The boy started to speak about the country he is from. Well, what he knows about as he revealed his middle school level education despite never going to school. But despite that he could tell he is talking about the EU as both have a consumerism culture.
It seems the sirens lack creativity. Who knew such technologically strong enemies couldn’t think outside of their code. He mentally chuckled at the thought
“Agent A293, Please exit the interrogation room until further orders” A voice ordered him through the earpiece he had. The shouting and countless voices coming from the background told him why
Not something I should stick my ear into. It’ll shrivel up because of their volume
[Another room, doctor ??? POV]
We watched through the cameras in the interrogation room of 04575GA, or as it calls itself, Hermes. It appeared through a shard event that formed in the middle of the Military base of Pearl Harbor. He came out flying and landed near one of the military personnel who quickly tased and knocked him out cold.
We were shocked that the taser and the knockout punch worked on what we perceived as a siren. This caused us to not execute it immediately as it was the first male ‘siren’ we found and one that was really weak. We actually doubt it is a siren due to the aforementioned information and due to a 100% pure human body with some imperfections.
But the fact we can’t find him through our database gives us the impression that he is a siren infiltrator, a infiltrator that is either a good actor or it’s really just human.
“I remembered michel talking about-” Hermes black, Ironic as the name is, Might be the most realistic human a siren has ever made. Or its just me looking for an excuse to kill the thing so we can end this stupid debate,
“We should execute this damn thing! It's obviously a siren spy!” said a tall black man in a soldier uniform
“Nay, i say we let the poor boy leave. His DNA matches near perfectly with humanity!” argued one of the women in a sky blue scrub jacket
“We should experiment with him more. I've spotted many small inorganic material in his bloodstream. This could tell us more from where is he from” a man in a lab coat spoke with a bit of glee
What the hell do with this thing? Many want him free, killed, or kept under surveillance in pearl harbor.
“Why don’t we recruit him?” the voice of a man said in a room that nearly drowned all noise. Yet, for some reason, all heard it and promptly shut up
“...what?” A single question came out not only in my mouth, but also everyone else in the room
A woman, appearance being mixed in heritage, looked annoyed “I said why don't we-”
A tall Caucasian man in admiralty uniform walked up “Yes, We heard you but I must ask why? Why do you want us to hire a potential enemy into our ranks?”
“Because, Admiral, I cannot trust the Siren in a cage or roaming free in Union cities. Killing the male siren might cause it to disappear, like the last one”
“Rise to a dangerous position you say? When did I say anything about allowing him to rise up?”
“Huh?”
“It's simple really. We don't let him climb the proverbial ladder that is the military, that would be stupid. Instead we keep him under the rank of lieutenant commander (AN: made up rank, i think) and watch him from there” a smug grim appeared on her face
“As nice as that sounds, where do you plan to keep him caged up? Obviously not at any important or strategic locations? Do you already have a place in mind?”
“Depends if you allow it”
“Hmm… go ahead”
“Somewhere around Alaska or the Southern Pacific islands is a good bet. The areas don't have much in terms of strategic value other than being an extra layer of eyes. A good place to prevent someone to rise up the ranks, for a good while”
The Admiral raised his hand to his chin, contemplating the idea.
Sure, Alaska is a really well fortified region and the southern islands have many loyal commanders who would raise an alarm of treason, but is it worth it?
Wasting resources on bringing a man to standard before further training seems inefficient and dangerous. Mostly on the cadet commanders in the naval academy who might show promising results.
“Before I make my decision, I must know the important details. How many KAN-SEN would ‘it’ be Allowed to have? What Rarity, class, and faction of KAN-SEN is the Siren allowed to summon?”
“I suggest the Siren to have a max capacity of 6 KAN-SENs at its disposal. We’d have to make modified standard pools that have no KAN-SEN at and above rarity 3 (Elite). Since the “pools” have less than half of the KAN-SEN, we should allow him to draw any and all KAN-SEN. KAN-SEN who can retrofit to rarity 3 or Above must be taken out.”
“Additionally, to make sure he doesn't come back, he will be allowed to pull twice on every modified pool and told it was his max limit until he gets promoted” The woman gave a small chuckle at that
“Any objections? …No? Then contact A293 to deliver the Siren the news of his new job”
1st POV, Hermes
Sitting here,
I realize,
This brick is a little different,
From the rest of the walll
*Click* The sound of the door handle being turned quickly got my attention from… whatever I was doing. From the moment the door swung open I saw the man who interrogated me and 2 fully armed men behind him. Is this how the characters from the stories felt like?
“Hermes Black, It seems it is your lucky day”
I plan to post another chapter this Monday or Wednesday. hopefully
