Jae held the wallet in his hand, then placed it in his pocket, and walked away from the experiments. Though he said he'd grown attached to them, it'd do them no good if he stayed around. One act of goodness doesn't redeem a person...just because I helped them in their time of need, doesn't mean they'll accept me. Besides, they found their path back to humanity. But I...

Jae extended his hand, and concetrated. He felt a tingling sensation run through his fingers, and electricity coursed through his fingers. Apparently, part of my body fused with the machine, allowing me to generate electricity and exert it outside my body. But it also serves as my lesson, my curse: that I will never become fully human, because of my past sins.

I guess I'll always be a freak, huh? Director, you always get the last laugh.

But deep down, Jae knew. The Director didn't win. Not completely.

Enough with the philosphical talk, Jae. It's not like you. Jae turned his thought to his family, his only living sibling: his sister. She called him a freak after the accident, and Jae guessed he was, and still is. But Jae had no where else to go. He had to find somewhere to live.

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(My concluding post. Let's wrap this up, guys. Great round, huh?)

"You heard them." Jae pointed the gun at the Director's head. "You're surrounded, doc."

The Director frowned, but didn't turn around. "Et, tu, Jae? You and your group of comrades would betray me? Especially you, who I gave new life to? Without me, you would still be vegetating!"

"Give me life? My life is mine alone, and you have no right to give what's already mine. As for these experiments, I've grown a bit attached to them. They suffered under your hands, just because of a pursuit to perfect mankind. These experiments have human consciences and hearts as well, doc. I'm like them: part-machine, part-human. Aren't I also just one of your experiments?"

The Director turned around in his chair. "You are not like them..." he began, but Jae cut him off. "I'll shed your curse and take what's rightfully mine!" He pointed the pistol...at his own neck, at the small machine imbedded in his neck, the source of his troubles, and his true enemy. He fired, and slumped to the floor.

The Director laughed. "Ha! Jae, you fool! Corrupted by them...huh?!" The last part was the result of Jae standing up, rubbing his neck. "Ah...that hurt. But I suppose baptism would hurt those of the devil, wouldn't it? I know what you're wondering: how is he standing without his machine? Well, doc, I've renounced my dependence from the machine, and now I'm no longer dependent on anything, not a machine, not you. Just myself." He pointed the gun at the Director and fired, witnessing the Director falling off his chair. "Sorry, doc, only one of us can live in this world." He turned around and walked to the exit.

Jae walked towards the fallen bird, looked at it quizzically.

Jae wasn't very skilled at first aid, and it probably wasn't too necessary; Lionel, he knew, had the mysterious Z-blood, like Jae himself did. Somehow he felt a sense of familiarlty with the fallen experiment. Both of us...part human...mostly human. One of us became a bird, and the other became a machine. "Looks like this Frankenstein helped out when you needed it, huh?" Jae paused. Talking suddenly became natural...why? It started after I threw my wallet at Sakila...

Jae left before Lionel could get up. He wasn't sure whether Lionel would attack him or not, and decided to bail. Out of sight, he decided to test something. He slammed his fist against the wall, and a burning sensation engulfed his hand. He quickly retracted and opened his fist. Pain. Am I...becoming human? Not now...I need my immunity to pain!

He shook his head. Guess I'll have to make do. He walked towards the director's office. He twirled his gun around his finger.

My body feels more fluid too...

"Bon soir, Sakila...7. Your appearance...doesn't hide what's inside." Jae stared at the experiment. "You've made it outside...I'm impressed, really." Jae coughed, then continued. "You really...are an animal...only caring for yourself. Your friends...are being slaughtered in there. Aren't you going to help?" Jae reached into his pocket and found his wallet, and threw it at the experiment. "My wallet...has some money. If you plan to stay...you'll need it. But if you plan to rescue them...my ID's in there as well...high clearance. It'll...be useful." Jae turned his head, then turned around, and did an odd gesture: he gave the experiment a thumbs up. He walked back inside the building and turned right.

I hope she makes the right choice. Operation Deep needs her. Hmmm. Jae paused. I'm thinking like that one girl...Grace, was it? Huh. Perhaps I'm changing as well. Not that I care.

Jae made his rounds around the prisons, and stopped at one experiment's cage, raised the gun, and fired. Then he walked on as if nothing happened, leaving the experiments in shock. Might as well follow the Director's orders. I suppose it's to demoralize them, but if anything, it'll make them more riled up. Then again, that may be the Director's plan. Who has any idea. Not that I care.

Jae wasn't too surprised at the relevation about 1 and 99, but it did upset him a bit. His son, and daughter, eh. Shame that I'll have to rip them both apart. Sorry, Director.

He walked back to his clipboard, marking off a check mark by each experiment's name, with an exception: the one that was killed. Jae was somewhat aware of 93's various immunities, and thought it likely that she would be immune, but at the time, 93 was not on Jae's list of priorities. 93 may be useful later in Operation Deep. I'll have to make a note of that.

He walked back to the prisons, stopping at another experiment - not 1; the Director would never forgive him if he did that to him, and such feelings would be unnecessary at the time - and pulling out a small serum. Berserker Serum. Within 5 minutes, any experiment injected with this serum will go completely berserk, gaining massive amounts of strength and tearing apart anything in sight. He neatly injected the experiment with the serum, cautiously opened the door with his key, and stepped away, watching the experiment begin to spasm. He did the same with two other experiments, then quickly retreated to the lab, where he kept A1 - his personal experiment.

He unlocked the cage that kept A1, and A1 screeched and walked out. It expanded its large wings, and looked to its owner. Jae looked at A1 in the eyes. "It's time. Ready?" A1 screeched one more time. It took flight, and broke through the windows, flying out of sight. Jae pulled out a cell phone. "It's time," he said. "Operation Deep...go time." He hung up.