The 70th Awakened 9 The Plo

The young man swallowed nervously, "Uh, the satellites could only pick up an energy that was equivalent to an attack at the 69 level. "

The old man narrows his eyes at the statement, "Why would any of the 69 be interested in protecting a random scientist?"

"Were we able to retrieve her body?"

The young man shakes his head, "There was nothing too find, sir."

The old man's eyes narrows in shock, " How is that even possible?"

The young man swallows before continuing, "We believe that there was a third party involved, but due to the military grade jamming device we implemented in that area there is no way to confirm."

"We should have placed an witness in the area."

The older man brings up a holo display with a picture of Allen on it, "what do we know about this guy?"

"Nothing less then nothing. It's like he's a ghost or something."

"We were already paid to do this job, but it will be too expensive to bring in an S cla.s.s, relative to the amount we got."

"And there is the fact that Leanna, was an A cla.s.s, so we do need an S cla.s.s."

"Any suggestion?"

"One sir, but you are not gonna like."

"First lets get as much information and this Allen guy. He can't be an complete ghost. He has to exist somewhere."

The younger man swipes off his device, "This is my recommendation"

The older man gives him a look of incredulity, "Your kidding right?"

"No, sir."

"We should have found a way to smuggle heavier armaments, but due to that ridiculously sophisticated arms detection system we could only smuggle sonic grenade as a non-lethal self defense device. Integrating the blaster with the interfacer was to d.a.m.n expensive. If we botch this a second time then we are going to retaliate against our sponsor. This job is turning out more trouble then its worth."

"Sir if we botch this mission a second time with my recommendation it will cripple the organization."

"I know, That's why we will stalk them like the Kynigos(A type of large chameleon type cat) stalks its prey."

The following morning in the hospital.

Allen was waiting in the foyer after he had one of possible the worst meals he ever had, some sort of reconst.i.tuted...blocks of varying color, "How can they feed this stuff to people, its ghastly."

He didn't consider himself as a picky eater per say, he had some hang-ups but that food tasted like a.s.s.

MeLing shows up after speaking with a doctor, "Sorry about that...Whats wrong?"

"Food that tastes like a.s.s."

She starts laughing, "You actually had one of the in house meals. Idiot. They cater the food for optimum nutrition, not the best tasting of stuff."

"Yeah, well I was hungry, and I wanted something to eat, soo yeah, unless that too has changed in this timeline."

"You could have just held on for a little while. I would have gotten us something different. Look, I need to go to the office. We still have some time before we have to go meet Alise, care to tag along."

"I don't have much else to do, so yeah."

They make their way out of the hospital. Allen found it a bit weird, "We ain't using the teleporter?"

"No, teleporters are only used in major public places, or if you are the super influential."

"What about the super rich?"

"Mmm, perhaps I should clarify. We abolished capitalism in favor of a 'favor' system. Basically if you do work, you get 'credits', but here is were it changes. Yes, credits are used to buy everyday stuff, and also luxuries. The thing is anyone can do anyone's job, but if you mess up you get credits deducted. This motivates people to do good work, and the better the work is the more credits you can get. The credits is also been adapted across the system, so using it for favors will never be a problem, though that being said, don't expect to do a job in a qualified profession, if you lose to many points in an area you will be out on your a.s.s, so get a degree or diploma if something interests you. The 69 on the other hand are animals of a different cla.s.s, they are considered the most influential people in existence."

Allen smiles, so there was a currency system, "Wish I was awakened during their time."

MeLing laughs, "Well all will be revealed in due time."

A hover car slowly descends on their position. It looked akin to a 2019 bullet with front part being covered in gla.s.s. The doors opened s.h.i.+fting itself backwards.. They both climb in as Me says, "To Rubikus road floor 9 office 12."

The doors close and shoots of at a blistering pace. Allen noticed that the car was self driving, well after 2000 years it should be.

They stopped at their indented location which was on the ninth floor. Allen was freaking out slightly, but kept calm observing Mea. A tube extended out of the building to connect with their car.

It took Allen by quite the surprise, They disembarked and walked the pa.s.sage ways like any other corridor.

Allen just shakes his head, "The year 4000 is quite the time to be"

Mea tilted her head slightly but didn't say anything. The door automatically open when she approached, saying Welcome to Mea.

As Allen approached it also said welcome to him which was surprising, "I thought I was still an unknown."

"Yeah you are but during your hospital tenure I did all the necessary doc.u.mentation to allow you the same level of access that I have."

"You do know that I am a r.e.t.a.r.d compared to you guys."

"If you refer to yourself as stupid I will slap you. You only lack the necessary knowledge that's all. You will get there fast enough."

Allen noticed her change in att.i.tude but made nothing of it, he only thought she was more docile due to the, sort of, agreement he had with her, however informal.

"AR49 were is that p.r.i.c.k."

That blatant hostility caught Allen by surprise, "Okay, that is more the Mea I knew. Guess I was only overthinking it."

"Did you say something?", Mea says in an genuine tone.

Allen shakes his hands defensively in front of him, "Nothing.". Nothing like the wrath of a women scorned.

A man wearing gla.s.ses enters the room, "My lovely sweet, luscious babe. How are we today?

"f.u.c.k off, James. and drop the f.u.c.king gla.s.ses, you know that is my thing."
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He was relatively skinny and moderately good looking. Dark brown hair and a rough beard with brown eyes, but with an intelligent look. About 68Kg(about 150 pounds) and around 1.75m(about 5'7)

"Don't be like that. I know there is a hard...chemistry...between.... Who the h.e.l.l are you?"

He only then noticed Allen, as he continues "Who the h.e.l.l gave you permission to be here?!"

Mea, "You will treat him with respect, as for the person that gave him permission that would be me."

This rubbed James the wrong way, "So just because you had a little life and death situation you are ready to bang some plebeian misanthrope. If it wasn't for the fact that you have some combat training I would have planted a bun in that o..."

Allen straight up punches his so hard that he crashes against the cabinets behind him. Holding a bleeding nose he immediately screams, "HOW DARE YOU LAY A HAND ON ME DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM."

"Tupak Shakur."

"What?! Mea where did you find this piece of trash?! AR49 send the authorities over to arrest this man!"

Mea starts laughing, "Belay that order AR49. James you do know his also a natural born like you, which means he will at best get a slap on the wrist. A simple spat between two hormonal males."

Allen clearly noticed the condescension in her voice, at frowns at that.

"James, I am here to tell you." She walks up to Allen and hooks in on him.

Allen looked at the action as a 'What the h.e.l.l are you doing woman?', but said nothing.

"James if you are thinking about pressing charges I would reconsider it. He is much, much higher up the food chain. You will only get incinerated, as for me. Allen will be in MY office. So stay out of it."

James begrudgingly went to the door, "You haven't heard the last of me."

After James left Allen replies, "Do all natural born males in this world sound like cookie cut villains."

MeLing shrugs, "Don't know, don't care.."

She beckons Allen to follow her, "Allen I just need a quick blood sample if you don't mind."

Allen looked at her in a cautious way, "Why?"

"I have never had the chance to study the blood of the 69. Maybe it could revolutionize how we reproduce in the future, but in all honesty I am just curious."

"Better not be doing something ridiculously uncouth with it."

"No, no, I swear. It's only for the persuit of science"

"So they all say, but fine. A few drops ain't gonna kill me. I hope."

Allen cautiously gives his arm to her.

She places a odd device on his arm with two p.r.o.ngs, and then lifts it of, "Done."

Allen tilts his head sideways, "Say what? That was quick."

"We've gotta go. Alise awaits. I will do a more in depth study of you later on"

"Of course I am a study project. Can't say I can complain."

Having such a hot lady checking his body out is, well enticing.