PROJECT M THE AWAKENING

CHAPTER FIVE

Efe had lost track of the time from when he was adopted off the oil cargo in Nigeria, those bastards captured him and his men and took them to an isolated camp in God knows where, he thought they were going to be tried in some sort of criminal court but no, they were just being tortured without questioning. They kept trying to drill through their skin but couldn’t though it stung like hell though the recovery process was quick. One of his worst experiences was when they used electric voltage on him, he could feel the volts passing through his veins, those God-forsaken monsters, if only he could get his hands on just one of them. Efe couldn’t explain why the black ops that came on board, after neutralizing them ended up killing all the security hostages but one, that was some cold m******e, those security agents were helpless and defenseless even for a pirate that was beneath low.

Efe could remember how the camp where they were being held came under attack and rubbles were falling all over, with the structure above him collapsing into his jail(cell), he didn’t know how he was extracted but he was the only survivor, none of his men did, he wished he had died with his men causes the torture continued though it was less intense and those monsters where even trying to figure out if they could replicate his bulletproof voodoo, deep down he cursed them for they were not worthy of the protection power from the sea goddess. He became a pirate because their water and land were polluted by the oil companies and they needed to feed the village, the foreigners and greedy politicians stole their source of livelihood, he would rather go through the worst form of torture than spill any secret of the goddess.

General Ryker gently sat on a sofa chair facing the fireplace, next to the sofa was a stool with a box of a cigar, he opened it and picked one of the hand-molded Havana Cuban cigars and clipped the butt off, he bit into it hard as if he was trying to taste its flavor, he then took the cigar out of his mouth and spat into the fireplace and brought his phone out of his pocket dialed a number and said this words…… patch me through to the colonel.

Col’ Leo: I am on a mission sir

General Ryker: f**k that, this is a recall

Col’ Leo: This has got to be good general I’m already in deep

General Ryker: Boy Wonder is ready to be tested in front of those c**k suckers trying to slow our funding.

Col’ Leo: From my intel sir, the subject is yet to show any signs of superhuman abilities, are you sure you want to do that?

General Ryker: You leave that to me and get the fundraisers ready, I’m about to show them why they should shut their pie holes, so get your ass down here “ASAP”

Col’ Leo: I’m halfway across the world now sir.

General Ryker: Make the call colonel, I need you by Wednesday

Col’ Leo: Yes, sir

General Ryker: Hurry back son, Disney land ain’t going nowhere

With that the general cut the call and placed the phone on the stool, he picked up a matchbox beside the box of a cigar and lit his cigar, he took a deep drag, leaned back on his sofa, and puffed the smoke into the air. Those ingrates while they sleep I’m in the shadows protecting this country, if only he could do away with them most especially Senator Raymond, that fool always found a way to get on his last nerve, if only he could do something about that horse dump of a man.

A man in his mid-forties strolled into a room filled with men putting on military uniforms and suits, you could tell from the way they conducted themselves that they were elites in the society. Senator Raymond moved from one elite to the other shaking their hands and whispering words as he moved from one person to the next person, you could tell he had their respect and commanded some level of authority amongst the elite, for he had always been a man of convincing words, just like his late father the General’s old friend, Raymond’s father believed in if you have to solve a difficult task, you needed to get your hands dirty, he never for once questioned the general’s request when he needed funding, all he had to do was to convince the rest of the fundraisers, unlike senator Raymond who needed to be convinced beyond doubt before getting everyone else to releasing the funds. The General hated being in a position where he and everyone else had to wait for Senator Raymond to come before he could showcase the next level of achievement of “LLD”. He wasn’t a politician he needed someone to convince the rest of the fundraisers to approve of more funding, he wished Raymond’s father was still alive, they don’t make men like that anymore, a man who knew sacrifice had to be made to get things done right, how did such a man give birth to a duckling, a weak one at that, if only he didn’t need that horse dump, he thought to himself. From the entrance of the conference room he noticed Senator Raymond making his way through the people standing in groups, shaking their hands, winning smiles from them with his charm, and making his way to where the general was standing, with his assistant behind him, a neatly dressed Lady in black pant and shirt, the lady stopped some meters away from where the General was standing to create room for privacy.

Senator Raymond: Hey!!! General are you star-struck? because I can swear you've been staring at me from the moment I entered the room.

General Ryker: You’re late your father would have never kept us waiting.

Senator Raymond: I guess he is now late (He said jokingly) You get it?

The General didn’t respond but rather looked in the direction of where the elite was standing.

Senator Raymond: You’re too uptight General, you’re just like my dad, you need to learn to loosen up a little, what’s this meeting all about your little stooge the colonel didn’t give me much information, I had to cancel a couple of my appointments and an appearance to be here, am just a politician you know, people always need to be reassured and they need to see me for that to happen

General Ryker: I need you to convince the fundraisers to dig deep, we need more funding.

Senator Raymond: Come on General, you’ve got to give me something tangible, your last presentation was worse than my Ex-wife's cooking, I mean those laser guns are being assembled by kids putting on diapers in China, that was some low blow to everyone balls

General Ryker: Do you remember project “M”?

Senator Raymond: Yeah, I do, that investment went down in smoke in Nevada, that project almost cost me my senatorial seat, I don’t know what type of s**t you and my dad were involved in but I don’t roll like that General, The FBI were breathing down my neck like wild dogs.

General Ryker: What if I told you one of the test subjects survived

Senator Raymond: Nothing surprises me anymore when it comes to you General, so tell me what are we looking at?

General Ryker: Let's just say we are ahead of our time in creating a super soldier nothing like the world has ever seen.

Senator Raymond: General you’ve never been good with words, show me your product, and let me sell it like the good salesman I am, I need to get the f**k out of here as soon as I can, so carry on

The General had never used to his arrogance, he almost cursed him under his breath but he remembered he needed him to get these slugs to fund this project, and as much as he hated the arrogant prick, his great at his job, the sooner they are done with showcasing project “M” the sooner he moves on to more important things, the sight of the senator makes his skin crawl, he can never understand the arrogance and the guts he has.