| Subject: Part 2: The Meeting |
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Grenade Man
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Date Posted: 20:20:41 01/15/02 Tue
Zero sat back in his chair. He looked Razor Mantis in the eye. Mantis sat across from him at his desk.
"What do you mean by that?", Zero asked. "That he made you an offer you couldn't refuse?" Mantis was not eager to divulge that information. "That is none of your concern right now. Just as I said before, I like my privacy. Besides, it is also just as you say. I can handle myself fine."
"Okay," ,Zero agreed, "But maybe I wouldn't want to be in YOUR shoes." Zero countered. Mantis huffed, but despite being slightly agitated, pressed on.
"Listen Zero. I do not know how the others will react to your being here. You'd better stay with me until we can find a way to help you."
"Others? What others?"
"Other specialists, like myself."
"Who are they, what are thier names?"
"All in due time Zero. My colleague tells me that you wish to find an information terminal. There is actually one in the visitors center not too far from here."
"Is it on the coast?", Zero asked.
"Yes. It was set up temporarilly to welcome the new comers to the island."
"What for? Why would Doppler want to play host? He seems to be fairly discreet."
"He is normally. I've only seen him in person a handful of times. Still, he's hosting a tournament. The visitor's center was established for the fighters who were coming here."
"Doppler's holding a fight tornament?"
"Yes. He's looking for some new muscle...His lackeys Bit and Byte are taking care of all the major elements. Doppler just oversees the budget. Hey...wait a sec! You're not thinking..."
"What? Of joining the tournament? Why not?", Zero asked.
"Oh Zero, I don't know..." Just as Mantis was about to protest, a call came in to his desktop comm service.
"Sir, Vile is here to see you. He's anxious to try out his new Mech."
"VILE? WHAT? he's still alive?", Zero got up quickly.
"SHHHH! Be quiet...!" Mantis pressed the intercom talk switch. "Okay, tell him I'll be right there."
"No sir, actually he's just pushed his way past security. He's headed up to your office right now."
"Thanks for the warning, I'll be ready for him. Mantis out!"
"DAMN! We can't let him find you Zero!", Mantis protested.
"Is there somewhere I can hide?", Zero asked.
There was only one place. Mantis was a collector of odd, and unusual machinery. There was a Reploid sleep-storage capsule stood up right in his office. It had come from the Sky-Lagoon. Zero recognized the insignia on the side. Mantis had managed to salvage it from the scrap that had been left after it had fallen.
"Inside! Now!", Mantis ordered. Zero did not hestitate, and got in. Mantis shoulder checked the door shut, and had time to spin around just as Vile kicked the door open.
"Mantis...Where the hell are you? Get out here right now!", Vile barked. (to be continued)
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