Continued from Prierium Saga #2.
For those who are wondering about Baby Thor, he's still not born, but there are less than 2 weeks to go. There will for sure be a post when he is born.
Jenny helped herself to her feet.
“So why
didn't you change?”
“Shielded
coat. Keeps the P-rays from getting
through to me.”
Jenny
stared at the stranger with a puzzled look on her face as they started leaving
the pool and began to walk south.
“P-rays. Like X-rays, but from prierium, got it?”
“So the
P-rays are what made me change? You
could have shielded me a little, you know.”
“There
wasn't enough time.”
“So, which
government agency do you work for?
There's no use in hiding it from me.
I can see that you are an agent of some kind. It's like your brain is screaming it at
me. Plus, only an agent would look out
for their own safety before letting me know about the dangers of P-rays.”
The
stranger stopped walking, turned, and stared at Jenny, trying to make out if
she was bluffing or not. If she was, it
was the best bluff he had seen in a decade.
“Alright, I
am Agent Brock Anderson. I am a
government agent for an organization called the Terrestrial Homeland Executive Mission, or T.H.E.M. for short. We are in charge of all the cases where
conventional tactics and thinking simply aren't good enough, like
prierium-related incidents. We try to
keep a low profile; the public wouldn't react very well to threats from people
with superpowers. Of course, I assume
you know I will have to kill you if you tell anyone about what I just said.”
Jenny
looked at him, unsure of whether or not he was serious about killing her.
Anderson
continued, “Now let's get back to finding this other change-ling so we can go
home.”
“Wait a
minute. What are you going to do to this
'change-ling' when you find him?” Jenny asked, even using air quotes around the
word “change-ling.”
“The same
thing we do to all change-lings: try to convince them to work for us, or
obliterate them.”
“Obliter...
You can't do that!” Jenny stuttered, then yelled. “He's a person too, you know. You can't just go around killing people.”
“Well,
that's my job. I keep normal people safe
from superpowered psychos.”
“What about
people like me? You made me a
change-ling and I didn't even have a choice!
Wait, I'm a change-ling. That
means...”
Jenny
suddenly realized that Anderson was going to make his offer to her eventually.
“That's
right. After this mission, you belong to
T.H.E.M., or us, dead or alive.”
“Oh...”
Jenny said in a quieter-than-usual voice.
There wasn't much to talk about after that. Jenny was too busy contemplating what her
future was going to be like.
Jenny could
barely get the words out of her mouth. “We're here.”
They both
looked around and realized they were in the industrial part of town – on
Ironton Boulevard.
To be continued...
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