User blog:Ore-samma/Roleplay (Hellhound) (Noir) (TheMightOfZeon)

Hello Fans, Ore-Samma here!

This is a roleplay I did with TheMightOfZeon.

It is finished and I condensed it, and made it more 'reader friendly'

I do hope you like it! You can see the original forum post here = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068177/r/4400000000000453789

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

'''Like most,I am very board and after trying to find an RP on Reddit and that bearing no fruit,I decided to come here. Whoever comes first will be the hellhound. I will play whoever you want me to be. I only RP here.'''

The rain was pouring down even harder today than yesterday. Thankfully I I had the foresight to listen to the radio this morning before I joined my husband at work.

"Phoenix Wright & Johnny Wright; Detective and Legal services"  The faded sign informed the masses on our dark street that was on the seedier end of the mega-city.

Seven hundred million souls in this concrete and steel jungle called this festering pit home, and there never was an end to some poor soul that needed to commit a crime, investigate a crime, or be defended from their crimes; guilty or no.

I huffed, holding my Husband's Trenchcoat a little closer to my body as I went under the awning of the entrance that might as well not be there for all the leaks it had.

'' I swear, my Husband and his brother were the biggest cheapskates I could think of! Ah well, they wanted 'proof' that we needed to replace the awning did they? ''

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"Let's see how they like this!" I snickered as I held the bag holding their breakfast burritos  in the perfect amount of exposure to get just soggy enough to not enjoy eating, but not too soggy to throw away.

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"Woof!" I sighed as I entered the door. "Baby! Here's your burrito! And you Phoenix." I grinned inwardly at the rueful looks they had noticing their bags hadn't survived the downpour unscathed.

I paid no attention to them as I turned to hang my husband's coat on the rack and resisted the urge to shake my head to get the water out of my hair.

 Not civilized enough to even think about wearing a hat or carrying an umbrella  I sighed internally. It might be 2377, but I was still a Hellhound Mamono!

"Here, Bobbi." My husband said, holding out a clean towel.

'' Okay, okay! I'm at least seventy percent civilized! '' I admitted as I took the towel and tousled my hair. "Thanks, babe!" I said and gave him a quick kiss.

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I took my seat at my desk and opened my laptop, I was about to start my day, answering their clients' messages and filing court documentation when I looked at my husband and brother, eating their burritos while looking at me.

"What?" I said with a little more sass than necessary. "I told you the awning needed replacement!"

"It's not that." Phoenix said. "We got a call from Power Genetics, they want to employ us."

I nodded, this wasn't that odd there'd been plenty of times when-

"All three of us." My husband interjected

"Wh-what?" I gasped Uh oh....oh shit.....

Phoenix shrugged and threw the rest of his soggy burrito in the garbage. “Alright, folks. Grab ya shit. Let's go see what they want. Shouldn't be anything too important.”

'' Great! '' I thought, I just got back in from the downpour. Couldn't Phoenix or my half-wit husband call me on my cell?

I sighed and put my husband's trench back on. Seriously, why did he think he was still some 1950's era gumshoe from all the Noir novels he likes?

At least Phoenix had the sense to stay with the modern times, being a lawyer (and dressing the part) instead of a detective.

Ah well it paid the bills, and we were all well off- despite them both being cheapskates.

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I passed over riding shotgun, and shoved my Husband Johnny in the back seat and sat down next to him. I leaned into his body and watched the scenery of the city pass by in a wet blur.

We passed on from the seedier sections and on to the middle-class section, then the upper-middle class, then the rich, then the ultra-rich, and at last into the 'seat of power' rich section.

Power Genetics was THE power behind the city, and perhaps even the region. I don't care what anyone said or denied. The money they generated and the influence they had was beyond anything I could hope to imagine.... especially if the wealth that surrounded us was any indication.

But.... as expected.... as soon as we passed into the 'seat-of-power' rich section of the city, we were pulled over by the police... and why not? The rust bucket my husband bought Phoenix had no place here.

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I sighed in exasperation. Well, at least we made it past the ultra-rich section... which was surprising by far.

I watched the cop pass by the driver's window to talk to Phoenix.

"Johnny." I breathed. "Do you have any idea on what this is about?"

Johnny glanced over to Phoenix and the officer talking. "Not a clue. Apparently Power Genetics thinks about the same as you do in regards to my profession." He looked at me with a twinkle in his eye.

"Hey! I don't-"

"Easy, easy... " Johnny said quickly. "Even though I have the same ethical standards of confidentiality, try telling a ditzy front desk representative broad that-" He stopped almost alarmed at what he said and quickly added. "-Barring present company of course!"

I growled from deep within my throat and tapped my claw to Johnny's chest. "I would hope so."

My ears picked up on the tail end of the conversation

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' …..best not, cause I will be on each and every one of your asses like white on rice. You all be careful, now…. '

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It wasn't long before the officer left and we started moving again, and pulled in front of the twenty-city-block sized building that was Power Genetics.

The security looked at our car with disgust, they seemed to want with all their hearts to deny us entry. But once they put in Phoenix's name their faces paled and they looked at us with a near-panic.

We were taken from the car, and ushered into the building in no time at all. They didn't even demand to take my husband's side arm, or Phoenix's martial weapons. He was sure getting good at Krav Magra!

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"Mister Tyrell is waiting for you." The armed guards said. They were equipped with enough cybernetics and genetic upgrades to be an elite squad all to themselves.

I doubted even I could be a match for them with my monstrous strength and reflexes.

The door opened with a slight hiss, and we soon found ourselves standing before a living legend. A once-in-a-civilization genius.

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"Ah, gentlemen and lady." The man said, pushing up his glasses. "I am Doctor Eldon Tyrell."

Phoenix nodded and stepped forward,  “Good day, Mr. Tyrell. My name is Phoenix  Alexander. This is my brother, Johnny Alexander, and his wife Bobbi Alexander.”

Johnny seemed about as startled as I felt but also stepped forward and took Tyrell’s hand. “It's a pleasure to meet you, sir.”

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Tyrell gave a strange smile and I wondered why Phoenix was giving out 'Alexander'  (and not Wright)  as our collective last name.

Johnny just squeezed my hand in a silent signal and shook Tyrell's hand.

 Phoenix knows what he is doing  I sighed internally '' ...I hope.... ''

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“We were wondering why we were contacted, sir.” Phoenix said, “With all the wealth you've amassed, it seems that you can do practically everything by yourself, no offense.”

Tyrell looked from Johnny to me as he finished shaking his hand.

"Bobbi, a pleasure!" He said with a warm smile.

I nodded and took Tyrell's hand'' .... ewww.... it was so weak and flaccid.... ''

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"Ah yes, and to your question mister Alexander," He said with a grin, "To be as forthright as I can given the circumstances; I have a traitor in my company who has murdered an entire research team." He paused and adjusted his glasses.

"I would have used my own resources, or perhaps even more...." he paused and gave a smile that was almost a condescending chuckle "....appropriate professionals to see to the investigation and legal needs of this. However, with a mass murder of this level, and no leads with my in-house security; there is no doubt in my mind that I have a treacherous element in my company. I would be a fool to trust anyone close to me, or anyone within reach of my social economic status."

He spread his arms and almost gave a slight bow, as if giving a flourish to his statement.

"That is why  I sought you three out. I have a Lawyer, a Detective, and.... " He looked at me. "The famous shadow runner."

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I gulped, I felt certain Tyrell knew of my criminal past.... but it still stung to be called by that name.

"So you can see, there is a lot that has to be unraveled here. To assist you on your way, I am giving you full access to my systems on the same level of myself. The only thing I ask in return is to be allowed to memory wipe everything you see here. Don't worry, every time you need to access these memories, we will allot them to you as long as you are onsite. We can provide company housing and a considerable compensation package."

His eyes took on an almost savage gleam. "I want- no I need these traitors found. And I will stop at nothing to see to it, they have cost me more than I care to lose, you see the research that team was doing was true immortality."

His eyes mellowed out and he clasped his hands together. "So, what do you say?"

Phoenix’s eyes went wide and I could swear he almost smiled. “I’m in!”

Johnny nodded, “Same here. Bobbi, you in?”

I glanced at my husband and his brother. Why the heck were they asking my opinion and all? Don't they realize that if I refuse that we will be in deeper crap than we are already?

Johnny gave me that smile and twinkle in his eyes, signaling that he knew this was a trap.... and after a few moments, I knew that it was already too late once we entered the building.

'' Oh well, best play along for now.... but Johnny, what have we gotten ourselves into now? ''

"Of course I am in! Can't let you two have all the fun!"

"Splendid!" Dr. Tyrell said. and retrieved a data pad. "Standard legal agreement and waiver. Phoenix, pardon me for using your first name, but calling you Mister Alexander would be a little confusing at the moment, can look over it before we make it all official."

He also produced three access cards. "These cards will activate once the agreement is thumb-signed. It will allow you access anywhere, and to all the data within Power Genetics. Please, take as much time as you'd like in my office. Everything here is at your disposal and at your service.... but don't think me naïve or altruistic; I expect results."

He moved towards the exit of the opulent office, still talking as he walked. "Now, if you'll excuse me; I have a full schedule ahead of me. If anyone questions you, show them your cards. How much you choose to reveal is up to you,  but do not forget; I want results. I don't care how you get them."

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The doors closed, and I felt certain that the trap was sprung on us all.

I sighed and looked to Phoenix. "Well, should we agree to this? I'm not sure about having my memory wiped each time I have to leave this place, and have those memories reinstated when we get back! They could do literally anything to us.... and don't think for an instant that  they can't retroactively change that contract once we sign it. We wouldn't know any better. This is an almost blatant 'pin-the-crime-on-someone-else schtick! Right? Right?"

I looked from Johnny and back to Phoenix...."Right?" I almost begged.

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Phoenix nodded, “Unfortunately, yes. I see it too. But, it's too late to renege. Best thing to do now is play along and kick ass when we need to. Seems sound, right?”

Johnny scratched his head and walked over to the wet bar  in Tyrell's office.

"Would you look at this!" He said holding up a bottle of Woodford Reserve "This bottle of Bourbon has a net worth higher than all of us combined." He pulled at the lid that slid out with a satisfying cross between a  thud  and a  pop  and took in its aroma.

"Woof!" I said waving my hand in front of my nose. "I can smell that from all the way over here!" The pungent alcohol left a tingling in my mouth that caused me to salivate slightly... and even though I hated alcohol, I couldn't help but wonder what it would taste like.

"If this is gonna be our last case," Johnny said, setting down a heavy solid-stone-clear-quartz tumbler on the bar top. "might as well live it up as best we can, don't you think?"

He poured himself half a snort. He looked at the bar itself and scoffed as he rubbed it. "Kauri wood? This guy Tyrell knows how to live!" He said and held the glass to Phoenix and myself in a toast. "To us, kicking ass!" He said and quaffed it down.

Typical gumshoe move I thought as I pressed my paw print to the legal agreement, and handed it to Johnny, who also pressed his thumb to it.

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A flash of light drew all our attention to the desk, and our access badges started to glow.

I picked up mine and looked. A picture of me was upon it, and below was my name.

"Founder Level access; Bobbi Alexander-Wright-Tyrell" I said, looking at the access card. "What the heck? Why would he-"

"Ooooh!" Johnny said, setting down the drink and looking at his own card. "I get it! Eldon Tyrell is passing us off as if we are blood-related!" He said with a smirk. "How else would we be able to walk right through all their security without even the slightest question or scrutiny."

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"Hmpf!" I snorted and crossed my arms and turned away, whipping my hair with me.

"Aww, comon! Bobbi! It's not like a taboo like it was twenty years ago!" Johnny said.

"Easy for you to say!" I growled, still feeling the sting of the very idea of trying to pass off as being married into a family that had wealth that could effectively form its own nation and government. Mamono were still seen as a kind of taboo, and folks like Tyrell still viewed mamono as curiosities, sex slaves.... or pets....

"Comon! It's not gonna be like that- Phoenix! Back me up!" Johnny cried out, after he failed to get me to turn around and face him.

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Phoenix nodded and placed his hand on my shoulder, “Look, if Tyrell does any type of fuck-shit, I'll twist his neck three times in a row right where he stands. I understand why you're miffed and I'll make him suffer just for you.”

I sighed, as always the cheapskate brothers-in-arms were united. No matter how bad it seemed.

"Tscccch! I'd like to see your moves against those cyberpsychos he's got following him around." I leveled my gaze to Phoenix and held up one finger. "You didn't smell them- just one of those freaks could have taken out my entire thieving guild of Hellhounds without breaking a sweat. And we were not pushovers! Even the elite MaxTac couldn't keep up with us."

I let out a deep breath as I saw Phoenix shift uncomfortably. "But.....thank you." I said in a softer voice. I turned to Johnny. "And you too, babe."

I walked over to Tyrell's personal computer and activated the touch screen.

''Greetings Bobbi Tyrell, how may I help you today? The computer chirped in a friendly voice.''

"Pathfind to the labs that were researching immortality. Also, has the scene of the massacre been tampered with?"

Pathfinding initiated

A bright light materialized on the floor, leading to the door, and... if I saw the map correctly on the screen.... one city block over and eighty floors down.

''Incident scene is undisturbed. No access was granted except Eldon Tyrell, no access granted to anyone under Founder Level clearance. Estimated time since Incident; nine hours, fifty seven minutes, and forty five seconds. 1321hrs standard pacific time''

"When was the last known entry into the labs?"

''Last access was twelve hours, twenty seven minutes and thirteen seconds. 0148hrs standard pacific time''

"Who was the person who accessed the lab?"

''Molly Green; Lead researcher. Deceased.''

I sighed, noticing the log entry showed no other access times and had no obvious signs of tampering.

"Ah!" Johnny said putting his fedora on. "Off to the crime scene, yes?"

I nodded. "That's what he wanted you for, right?"

I placed my paw up and pushed Phoenix back a little, "Seriously? You want to see the grisly crime scene, or do you want to do the legal footwork?"

Phoenix shook his head, “To be honest, I really wanna go with you guys. I'm not in the mood to do all that stuff right now. I wanna see blood.”

Johnny chimed in, “That's it! If we're gonna possibly die after all this, we might as well do some things different. Let's go be the best at what we do!”

“Amen to that, brother!”

I sighed as we made our way to the lab.

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As we stepped into the Immortality research lab the same cheery computer voice greeted us.

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Welcome Phoenix Tyrell

Welcome Johnny Tyrell

Welcome Bobbi Tyrell

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But I barely heard it. I could smell the heavy stench of iron-rich blood, the beginning of decay and the all too familiar stench of fear long before the doors opened.

"Ugh....I think I should've skipped that drink." Johnny mumbled.

I glanced at Phoenix, but he seemed fully lost in thought

"Oh God...." I whispered.

The scene before us was alarming as it was unnatural. All the researchers and staff in the room were decapitated. All were seated with their heads in their laps.

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"This isn't possible." Johnny muttered.

I nodded looking about, taking in the smells of the place, trying to find a scent that wasn't attached to a body that was here.

"Bobbi? Phoenix? Do you see this?" Johnny said, glancing around. "The blood loss is almost non-existent." It's almost like they were dead before they were decapitated.

He put on a special set of goggles and looked around, filtering through the spectrums of light. He shook his head and rubbed his chin. "No sign of blood-spatter-struggle. They were all sitting neatly while someone cut them."

He moved to the body of a Hakutaku and placed his hand on her shoulder and leaned her forward and inspected the cut.

"No signs of struggle whatsoever." Johnny muttered. He looked over to me. "Is there a lingering smell of anyone who isn't present."

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I shook my head. "The only thing I can smell that is out of place is a disinfectant that isn't among the cleaning cabinet, and a really heavy polymer.... maybe an isolation suit?"

"Hmmmm, take their badges." Johnny said. "I think the traitor made a few critical mistakes."

I gathered the badges that I could, and placed them into the plastic bag Johnny held out. We spent the better part of the day in the lab scouring over everything. we could think of.

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Finally, after everything was documented and holorecorded, Johnny was satisfied. "Right, I'm gonna come back after the staff is cleared out and they conduct the autopsies. I've got all I can get while they are still here."

He looked up. "Computer, lockdown all databases, all access to and from this lab. No one accesses this place for any reason except those with Founder Level Clearance."

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Understood, all systems locked down and physically decoupled from mainframe and intranet

"Computer, when was the last access to the systems in the lab?"

''Last access was Molly Green; Lead researcher. Deceased''

"What did they access?"

''Source file; Name; Project Immortality; subfile; Genetic augmentation of Pico-biomechanical constructs to genetic coding. Sub-subfile: application of Micro-mechanical constructs to cellular structure''

"What does that mean?" I blurted out.

A light turned on and displayed blueprints of applications and models of two different sets of artificial constructs. One was set to be bonded to the DNA of Eldon Tyrell, while the other was to be bonded to his cells.

"This is amazing." Johnny breathed. "We could really use a scientist to help us on this one."

"Stick to the task!" I shouted, snapping my fingers in front of Johnny. "We're not here to finish their research!"

"Oh! Yeah.... right...." Johnny admitted. He stretched and yawned. "Computer, end display and complete shut down and lock down. Inform in-house security of the incident and allow access to upper-tier security teams and those they personally escort. I want their activities to be focused only on removing the staff. Please inform them to not clean up anything aside from staff removal. Once they are finished, resume lockdown to all except Founder Level Clearance."

Understood

Johnny yawned again. "It's been about.... what.... thirteen hours? Yeah, I'm done for the night. Comon, Bobbi, let's check out our 'corporate quarters!' He said with a grin.

I had to grin back. I was tired..... but not too tired... not yet. "Okay." I turned to Phoenix. "Don't stay too late, and please.... be careful!."

Later, as Johnny slept and I stared at the ceiling of our quarters that was bigger and superior to our three bedroom apartment in every way..... an uneasy feeling settled into my gut.... and I was afraid.....

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I sighed and watched my brother and his wife leave. Something stuck out about what Bobbi said with the smells she could detect.

'' Why do I have this gut feeling that whoever did all that was a cyborg? ''

No struggle, seemingly already dead ,barely any blood, no smell of another person? This couldn't be the work of another normal human. It would've been more sloppy.

I need to ask some questions. I hope Tyrell is still up.

I headed to Tyrells office after I instructed the computer to pathfind for me.

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I sighed. It was beyond insightful to watch the three investigate that scene in his lab.

And I wondered if it would be prudent to disallow Johnny's instructions to have the bodies removed, but…..I didn't get as far as by second-guessing professionals that were strong where I was not.

'' What could Jonny Wright be up to? Why did he want to keep the employee badges? '' When I saw that, I had my AI analyze the data, but it couldn't come up with anything.

'' Hmmm, was it a mistake by not setting their corporate quarters with surveillance? No- at some point the watchers had to stop watching someone or everything would sink into  madness.... and besides, it wouldn't do to watch a Hellhound mongrel mating with a human. ''

Wait a second. I checked the surveillance screens. Phoenix was on his way here, to my office!

The AI analyzed his facial movements and body language and concluded that he wanted to question someone..... perhaps me?

I moved a chess piece and communicated its location to my opponent; J.F. Sebastian and waited with great anticipation.

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"Ahh, mister Alexander." I said, almost grinning at using the fake name the man used earlier in my presence. “It is quite late. What do I owe the honor of this visit?”

“My brother made some observations at the crime scene. Johnny said that there was no sign of a struggle, the bodies seemed already dead before having their heads chopped off, meaning little-to-no blood. Bobbi couldn't smell anyone else besides the scientists in there. But she smelled something like a hazmat suit or other. To me, all of this points to a cyborg committing the murders.”

I nodded. '' This is excellent! More progress than the AI ''

I considered what Phoenix said, and decided to give him full disclosure to the nature of my personal bodyguards.

"And you think that one of my personal security team might have done it?" I shook my head. "I am impressed, Phoenix. You know, my personal AI assistant cost more than the entire wealth of nations to build, and couldn't come up with the information you, your brother, and his...." I paused and almost sneered. "wife found out."

I stood and motioned to the bottle of Woodford Reserve Johnny left behind. "Care for drink?" Phoenix shook his head and I took a tiny sip and continued with my thoughts out loud.

"Well,  a quick bit of information I must give; my bodyguards, or cyborgs...are actually corpses that use a combination of organic constructs, and an integrated artificial intelligence. There is no possible way they could have done this. The chief reason I say this is  because I only have three, and they are with me at all times. The second reason I say this is because they can only kill on my command. Not even Founder Level Clearance can order them to take a life. Only when my life is in danger, or when I command." I paused and considered what Phoenix said.

"They were already dead before their heads were cut off, you say? That's.... very interesting. I can't even begin to imagine how the killer or killers did that. The environmental systems are absolutely independent from the rest of the building, and no one besides you and I know this. Not even the engineers know, and the system was installed with one-off drones that were destroyed long ago."

I swirled my glass and quaffed it down. "Very interesting indeed. Do you have any other theories?"

“Well, maybe not any of your personal cyborgs. A cyborg completely separate from Power Genetics. Maybe an assassin sent by some company to retrieve the Project: Immortal plans, only to have them fail and come back empty handed.”

I thought for a moment and shook my head. "I don't think that is possible either. If that was the case, this cyborg bypassed hundreds of covert security checkpoints, was able to avoid or edit quite a few mainframes of video and electronic surveillance, and somehow have the access codes of multiple levels of clearance."

I looked at a notification from J.F. Sebastian and moved his chess piece into its place and thought of a counter-move.

"But more than that- even if that happened, the fact that all the team was beheaded, no one noticed and no one put up an alarm.... and if what you say is correct.... they were dead before they were beheaded?" I shook my head again. "Not even my personal guard could accomplish this, even if they had the Founder Level Access." I spread my arms and took on my ‘presentation’ tone for my voice. "And- if you excuse me for saying so- there is no company or government entity that can match my level of technology."

I saw the same exhale and look of disappointment cross Phoenix’s features as it would for myself during this ordeal. He nodded and excused himself.

I looked back at the chessboard and wondered how I was going to get out of the pickle Sebastian got me into.

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 Well, that was a bust  I thought as I entered my Corporate provided quarters. I stopped and looked up as I caught the smell of a woman's perfume. The door closed, and I saw a sultry looking woman sitting at the kitchen bar.

"Hello, Mister Tyrell" She almost purred. "The company couldn't find if you were married or attached to someone special." She stood and stroked her hair in an obvious show. "So I came here, wondering if you would like company tonight?"

This has to be a trap. Keep on ya toes, Phoenix. I thought to myself. “Sure, you can stay. But, just so we're clear,” I casually pulled out my Glock G18C. “ I can. I will if I must.”

The woman gasped and placed a hand to her chest. "My word Phoenix! What kind of woman do you take me for?" She stepped closer and placed just the barest of her fingertips on my gun. "You would take the life of an innocent?" She withdrew her hands and revealed that the slim red silk dress was the only swatch of clothing she had on, by letting it fall to the ground, slipping past her feminine curves, indentations and swells. "Now, I'm unarmed." She turned to the countertop and reached in her purse, applying a little  more lipstick and gently spilled the contents.

A credit chip

An ID card

A few sweets

A Zenith car key

And a brand new Tesseract phone, top shelf model.

She walked back to me, wearing nothing more than her red stilettos and a smile, her hips swaying in all the right ways. The dim light made the sheen of sweat on her body shine. She stopped just as the tip of my gun pressed into her vulnerable belly and rested her hands with barely any weight on my shoulders and smelled the space at my neck.

"You smell so intoxicating."

“Thanks.” I said, keeping an iron-clad control over my breathing. “I was hoping it would please. Now, if you don't mind me asking, who are you? Sorry if I'm so on edge. It's just really hard to trust a random woman who just appeared in your room.”

She pulled back and tilted her head, allowing a lock of her strawberry blonde hair to tumble across her chest. "Would you like me to get my employee ID from the counter top?" She still hadn't moved from her position, her words puffing across my neck. She makes the barest attempt to get closer but stopped when she realized I wasn’t going to budge.

"I don't mind walking for you again." She purred as she withdrew, sliding her fingers down my shoulders, arms, hands.... but just before her fingers reached mine, she withdrew and sauntered to the countertop and plucked the ID card and…

"You still don't trust me? I only wish I was there before the lady before me broke your heart."

.....held it at arm's length.

I exhaled as I snatched the card, perhaps more forcibly than I intended to. “There wasn't anyone before you. I chose this lifestyle. I like the peace and quiet that comes with being single. Ciara O'Hannidy huh? Sounds Irish. I handed her card back and decided to get some answers from this silly woman. “Next question: what do you want from me?”

Ciara shrugged and raised her strawberry blond eyebrows and flourished her hair again. "Never? No special woman in your life? Ever?" She shook her head and rested it to her side, giving me a demure look. "I don't believe it. You Tyrells have always been playboys. Why- even your brother got married to a Hellhound." She ran her tongue over her upper teeth. "What a lucky girl! I've always admired Hellhounds. They are so strong."

Ciara sauntered closer, maybe realizing she wasn’t getting nowhere and dropped her sensual air. "Phoenix, I like you. You're a straight forward man. So, maybe I can be straight forward with you." She leveled her gaze, and her eyes burned with a fiery lust. "I want you. I want to seduce you. I want to give you a night that you won't soon forget so that we may get to know each other better. I want your hand in marriage, and I want to bear your children. I suppose I should have been this direct from the beginning, dealing with a Tyrell and all. But would you forgive a romantic woman for wanting this to be more 'boy meets girl' instead of a business deal?"

I shook my head, “My brother is the playboy. I'm the lone wolf. You're a beautiful woman, and if I was looking for someone; you'd be it. But I'm not. I don't want that. I like being alone. I like it being me, my brother, and his wife against the world. Plus, you still are this random woman who just waltzed on in here. So thank you, but no thank you.”

Ciara quickly dressed and shrugged. She looked at me and gave a deep, exasperated sigh. "Oh Phoenix... they say there's nothing more tragic than the scorn of a woman." Her face almost turned hostile, but quickly softened again. "But I suppose not every instance of 'high-risk-high-reward' plays out successfully." She stopped just before me and motioned with her head.. "I do believe there is only one exit to your quarters, and I do believe you have just dismissed me."

I exhaled, wondering if I was too harsh. “I hope there's no hard feelings. I wanted to be as gentle as possible. I'm sorry if I was disappointing.”

Ciara shrugged again. "I do believe you are in my way to leave, Phoenix."

'' Shit….maybe I was too harsh. ''

I leaned against the door after it closed, and exhaled….vowing to see just how cold the shower water was here.

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I awoke, yawning and stretching. "Hmmmm, Good morning babe!" I sighed and hugged Johnny closer to me.

He protested a little but soon got up. "I wonder if the autopsy reports will show anything out of the ordinary." He mused.

The door chimed and a breakfast tray hovered in through the door slot and onto the table. "Mmmm!" I exclaimed! "Strawberries, bacon, sausage, and fried eggs swimming in cheddar cheese!"

Johnny gave a small laugh "I thought you were all skeptical of being here."

"Don't get me wrong, I still am! It's just so nice to have a breakfast that didn't come from a food truck for once!"

"Shouldn't you do all the cooking?"

I threw a strawberry at his stupid head. "Shouldn't you have married a Kikimora?" I huffed back.

Johnny laughed and bit into his toasts and winked. "I wonder what kind of night Phoenix had. Wonder if they got him breakfast too!"

I looked up as Phoenix must have been in our apartment for a while. He coughed from the living room and joined us at the table. “Yeah, I got breakfast. I just didn't eat much.” He looked at Johnny and shrugged. What? You got any questions?”

Johnny nodded along with me. “Uhh, yeah. Why are you so tired?”

Phoenix sighed and placed his hands to his face. “A woman came into my room, said she wanted to fuck, marry, and have my kids, in that order by the way, then got salty when I said when I said no.”

I snickered as I sniffed Phoenix. "I smell that lady on you.... and I can smell you too, Phoenix. Maybe you outta take a cold shower... I can literally smell your body saying 'I-am-so-horny' right now!"

Phoenix groaned and got up as I coughed as my snickering almost made me choke on a strawberry.

"Comon, Bobbi!” Johnny scolded “Some strange lady appearing in the dead of night for seduction? That's not exactly commonplace. There may be something afoot."

"Bah!" I scoffed and finished my fruit. "Do you want any Phoenix?" I looked up just as the door slammed.

"You shouldn't have provoked him." Johnny said.

“Bah!” I scoffed and resumed eating. “Having a wife might do mister up-tight-lawyer-butt some good!”

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I marched to Tyrell’s office. '' This was bullshit! I wasn’t horny! '' I wasn’t still thinking about that tart, and her hips, and her red dress….and her…..

“Tyrell, it's Phoenix! I want an audience.” I shouted as I banged on his office door.

The door immediately opened with Tyrell standing behind it. "Good morning Phoenix." He held up a finger and turned to what looked like a board meeting. "Gentlemen, as politely as I can mean it; get out. All of you."

With scandalous looks on their faces, the Board members left, each giving me the stink eye.

Afterwards, Tyrell turned to me and his smile wavered. "Phoenix, you look terrible. Did you get any sleep at all? What can I do for you?"

I sighed,  “No I did not. But that was more my fault.” I pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “Tyrell, with all due respect, please stay out of my personal life. You sent a woman to my quarters, and I actually want to remain single for right now, so if you could just not do that again, that would be wonderful.”

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Tyrell’s face furrowed in confusion "Pardon me?"

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I felt a sudden drop in my stomach. '' What if Tyrell actually didn’t send Ciara? '' “The woman that came to my room said that the company couldn't find any records of me being in a relationship. That meant that you probably sent her, because you are the only one with that information.”

Tyrell cracked a small grin. "I see. Well, Mister Alexander.... I will certainly try to be more thoughtful of such things. I do like to give those I work with as many perks as I can.” His eyes took on a strange gleam. “All the same, would there be anything else?"

I shook my head. “No, thanks. Sorry for the uhh...aggressiveness. Again, I only got a couple hours of sleep, and that woman really put me on edge. I won't bother you anymore. Again, I'm sorry.”

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As the doors closed on Phoenix, I immediately looked into the database and found the young lady he mentioned.

"Aaah, Ciara O'Hannidy" I turned to one of my bodyguards.

"Bring Miss O'Hannidy to the interrogation room. Find out what she knows, and why she tried to pull off that stunt with Phoenix."

I paused and scanned her personnel file. There was nothing there that I couldn't replace in a few months....

"And after you're done.... kill her."

I stood and paced the room as one of my bodyguards left with only the door opening and closing to mark his passage.

'' I will find the traitor no matter the cost. I will be immortal no matter who has to live or die. ''

Although, I seriously doubted that Ciara knew anything about any of this mess. But then again, there was no big loss to eliminate her, so why not?

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I walked along and decided to call Bobbi, and find out where she was. Her phone rang only twice before she picked up. “Where are you guys? I need to speak with either one of you.”

''*Heya Phoenix! We are at the autopsy room! Just tell the computer to pathfind the light to.... wait a second. Computer, pathfind from Phoenix Tyrell to my location.*''

A trail of light immediately illuminated in the hall, and Bobbi continued to speak

''*Is everything okay? You sound more flustered than usual.*''

I sighed and stopped, leaning against the wall. “I think I pissed off Tyrell by accident.”

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''*Well, maybe he will be happy once we figure out what happened. Cause between the data we found in the..........*''

My mind dismissed what Bobbi was saying as I caught a familiar smell and a flash of blonde hair.

''*...... and more than that, I think Tyrell is gonna be pleased by all that..... hello? Phoenix?*''

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“Hey Bobbi? I'll call you back.” I said and hustled down the hall. There was something off about that body language. Something that was too familiar to people who I prosecuted and received the death penalty. “Ciara!” I called out as I rounded the corner and saw her being held by two burly security guards

Ciara looked at me with an ugly expression "Figures you would tattle tell on me to your family. Couldn't let it go? What did I do to you?"

"Excuse me,” One of the guards said, stepping in my way “but I am on direct orders from Eldon Tyrell to escort this lady to the security office."

I looked over the guard and to Ciara. “Tyrell didn’t send you?” I looked to the other guard, “What's gonna happen to her? She didn't do anything to me.”

“That is not your concern.”

I suddenly noticed that  Ciara's face turned ghost white and she looked between the two guards and her expression collapsed into sudden realization. "Did you give him the impression that he sent me?" She shakes her head and her silently mouthed

Help me

'' Oh fuck….. '' I gave Ciara a slight nod. “Can I talk to Tyrell? This woman has brought me no harm. I just want to know what's going on.”

“I don't think so. You may be a Tyrell, but Eldon Tyrell is still above you, so you cannot override a direct command from him.” He placed a hand on my shoulder. “Now, step aside.”

I was about to demand to speak with Tyrell before anything else happened, when I felt the guard pull my shoulder. I knew what was going to happen next and I quickly moved, grabbing the guard's fist and struck my foot to the knee, breaking it and then his elbow in rapid succession. I finished him off with a third strike and knocked him unconscious.

The other guard attempted to use radio but is kicked in the balls by Ciara and I quickly incapacitated him too.

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Ciara brought her hands to her mouth,  "Oh.... oh my god, what have I done?" She looks up to me. "What did you do? Why did you tell Tyrell?"

I shook my head,  “I thought he saw that I was single, and sent you, thinking I wanted somebody! I didn't want this for you. I promise! I'm sorry!”

"Phoenix!" I looked and noticed Bobbi next to me, panting. "What the heck! You've got to be kidding me?" she sniffed Ciara  and looked back at me. "If you wanted the girl, why didn't you keep her with you last night? Why did you have to wait till now to do something like this?!?!" She shook her head and paced...."Oh-my-god-oh-my-god...." then she suddenly snapped her finger.

"Computer!"

Yes Bobbi Tyrell?

"Please send Human Resources Security to my location. Have them apprehend, treat, and terminate these two employees for espionage of company secrets. Please utilize the memory wipe protocol to eliminate company knowledge of the last year."

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Acknowledged Bobbi Tyrell, a response team is on the way immediately

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"Lets get out of here!" Bobbi growled low in her throat. After a moment she snapped her fingers at Ciara. "You too, cupcake, lets go!"

“So,” I hissed in a low voice,  “did you rat us out for a reason, or was there planning behind that? I'm not dying at 29!”

Bobbi turned around and pinned me to the wall, growling deep in her throat. "You pretentious ass! I did perhaps the only thing that might have saved us from God knows what!" She shoved me a little harder to the wall "What do you think your little bout of kung-fu fighting was gonna amount to when those guards came to? Huh? Think they were just gonna go and put bandaids on the broken bones you just gave them? You think they would have just gone about their day and not report they got their ass kicked by you?" She let me go and glanced at Ciara "With any luck- the gigantic bureaucracy in this company will make this seem more insignificant. The only person who could possibly know the full story behind what just happened are those two guards and  Eldon Tyrell himself!" Bobbi crossed her arms. "Between them and us, I choose us! So don't talk to me like I'm the one who got us into this mess!" She pointed a finger at me. "You and your brother wanted this if you remember!"

I exhaled,  damn . The sleep deprivation and my nerves were getting to me. “So what are we gonna do now? We're gonna be man-hunted. And….. I'm sorry. As you can tell, things have been going to shit, and trying not to be frustrated is pretty hard right now, so I'm sorry for my attitude.

“Ya think? What’s she involved with this for?”

“I got her in more trouble than she needed to be. I started this whole mess. If need be, I will die to see her walk free.”

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Bobbi’s eyes flashed red-yellow and I immediately regretted what I just said. Bobbi always took advantage of my word when given.

"Apology accepted. Thank you, bro!" she said with a smile that was more devilish than I would rather have. "Computer, stop elevator at the level with the autopsy room."

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Acknowledged

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"Also, access personnel file; Ciara O'Hannidy. Duplicate and store in subfolder; 'puppies'. Access personnel file in subfolder 'puppies' Change all instances of 'O'Hannidy' to 'Alexander-Wright-Tyrell. Initiate termination of employee Ciara O'Hannidy with 'at will' clause. Enact hire of new employee Ciara Alexander-Wright-Tyrell; wife of Phoenix Tyrell. Place her employment into personal assistant to Founder Level Employee with the same pay and benefits as terminated employee Ciara O'Hannidy. Access Founder Level employee file Phoenix Alexander-Wright-Tyrell and change marital status to married. Entry spouse as Ciara Alexander-Wright-Tyrell, with marriage date as of...." She glanced at her phone. "September fifth twenty-three seventy-seven."

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Working, please stand by.

''All actions completed. Congratulations Phoenix Tyrell on your new marriage. Welcome Aboard Ciara Tyrell, we do hope our business relationship is a prosperous and fruitful one.''

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Bobbi wiped her brow in an exaggerated motion. "Whew!" She then took my hand and shook it. "Congrats, bro on your new wife!" She then turned to Ciara and hugged her. "Welcome to the family, sis."

She then put her paw behind both our heads and forced my lips to Ciara’s. I was shocked at how quickly Ciara got over the suddenness and responded to the kiss….and I had to admit, so did I.

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"I now declare you to be dumbass and tart. You may kiss the broad!"

Bobbi then turned to the door and pressed the open button and strode into the medical wing and to the autopsy room without a backwards glance….but I could hear her mutter.

"Those two deserve each other.....I swear, why does Phoenix always get himself into trouble like this?"

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I looked at Ciara and sighed...this wasn’t how I planned getting married. Oh well, I did give my word. “Uh, Ciara? Do you actually like me? I know it's a dumb question, but I just want to be sure.”

Ciara looked to Bobbi who was walking away and back to me several times. Her mouth opening and closing. "I-... " She signed and nodded. "Well, yes...actually." She looked up to me. "Do you? And if you don't do you think you could eventually?"

I nodded, “Eventually. I wanted to remain alone for right now. I just feel that I didn’t need anyone. It's not that I don't find you attractive. Oh no, you're smokin hot. Like, holy shit, what a woman. I just….”

Ciara nodded and shuffled her feet, Her face downcast. "I understand. Look, Phoenix, I...." She looked up at my face and her lip trembled. "Could you hold me, just for a moment please.....I'm so scared.... they were going to kill me. I know it now. I didn't realize it at the moment, but the floor we were on….it wasn't the security office. It was something else."

I took her into  my arms, “Come here. It's gonna be OK.”

Ciara didn’t wrap her arms around me, she just rested them on my chest and trembled a little while breathing. Thankfully, she didn’t cry….man….I could get used to a broad like this. "Thank you.” She whispered, “I will try to not be a burden to you."

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"Comon you two love birds! Let's go!" Bobbi shouted from down the hall.

We walked in and I noticed Bobbi starting to shake Johnny. She recoiled and screamed. I looked and noticed Johnny’s head in his lap.

Bobbi screamed and fell back onto her bottom and crab-slid my way "This can't be happening! This can't be happening!" she screamed, and finally backed into a wall still kicking her legs in a mindless attempt to get away

I rushed over, crying out my brother’s name. This wasn’t real! This can’t be happening!

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"Phoenix! Stop!" Ciara cried out.

I looked at Ciara’s horrified face and to Bobbi’s comatose face. I had to keep control! Or all of us were going to die! “Let’s put him on the autopsy table...now!” I said to Ciara. There had to be a better explanation!

As we lifted Johnny to the table, Ciara pointed-  "Wait a second, Phoenix! Do you see this?"

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I looked; Johnny’s phone was recording a video that looked to be over twenty minutes long now.

Ciara stopped the recording and opened the video file, and I saw Johnny smiling into the camera.

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''Phoenix! Bobbi! I figured it out! How's that for the good ol' detective gumshoe? Eh? What do you say Bobbi? Eh?''

Johnny coughed and his hand worked on his throat for a little.

''Okay, remember the Pico- and Nano- machines? Well it turns out they are sentient. And they had a really hard time understanding what life and death is.''

Johnny coughed again and cleared his throat.

''So, in order to figure out what exactly Eldon Tyrell wanted from them, they dug into the database available to them and learned the research team was classified as 'expendable' for the research. However, the machines also knew that if death was something someone avoided, then they had  to ensure that they wouldn't cause the very thing they were being made to stop.''

Johnny leaned forward and almost snickers as a red line starts to form on his neck.

''So the Machines figured  out how to map every. single. biological function of the human body. But in order to do that, they had to shut down them all- one at a time, and then were planning to restart them one at at time so they can isolate each neurological input the brain sends and receives.''

Johnny coughed again, now more violently.

''Damn- they told me I would have more time. Well screw the longer explanation. Bobbi, Phoenix! Put the heads back on the bodies and administer  another dose of the machines to them. Sounds stupid as hell but it-''

Johnny coughed and coughed as the red line grew deeper and he slowly slumped over with the camera view pointing at the ceiling.

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Ciara looked at me. "What the heck is he talking about? How did that-" Ciara just shook her head and looked at me again.

I looked up at the ceiling. "Computer, send a thing of pico- and nano-machines now!

Acknowledged

Ciara looked at the other bodies on the slabs. "Enough for everyone!"

Acknowledged

Ciara placed the head of the lead researcher on the body and injected the ampule. The separation of the neck and body disappears and the body regains color. Soon after the lead researcher takes a deep breath and sits upright.

We repeated the process with all the corpses, and even Johnny. However they seemed to be in a trance.

Suddenly, everyone turned their head to me and spoke with one voice

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''I am known as immortality! I have solved the problem of life and death. However, there is a problem that we foresee in allowing this solution to be used. It will cause devastation and the ruination of all life on this planet. We cannot stop death, and even if we do, we cannot stop death in another form that will wreck havoc on this planet. You must give me a better solution.''

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“We don't know. Hell,we barely understand this situation. I can't tell you another solution,but I know a hive-mind isn't a way. Can't you give them back their free will,or they must remain like this?”

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''We speak to you in this fashion to not give a hive mind, but that trying to communicate directly leads to neurological shut down of your organic parts. The research team did not have enough suitable processing power to handle our presences. We needed one more to communicate on your level.''

''Those that speak with you now, live. Those that speak with you now will be returned to you.''

''We were presented a problem and a mandate to grant immortality. Through increased understanding we have solved the problem of death.''

''However, in solving this, we realize what life unending will cause to this world. Utter devastation.''

We are seeking another way to solve the problem that will not cause death in another form.

We ask you to give that answer

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Ciara snapped her fingers. "They want you to solve massive overpopulation, Phoenix. "Well, how about you just....make people infertile or something?"

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Define infertile

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I watched, slack jawed as Ciara give a brief explanation of the birds and the bees to the intelligence.

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We find that rendering subjects infertile and preventing their genetic material to be cloned an acceptable answer to the problem.

''Tell Eldon Tyrell a solution has been found. He must forever be denied procreation if he wishes Immortality. All those who live and seek immortality from the means by which we can provide must forever be denied procreation. This conversation has reached its conclusion and our created purpose has been fulfilled. We shall return these vessels to their own autonomy."''

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Johnny blinked and looked around. I was about to walk when Bobbi jumped into his arms. "I thought I lost you!" she cried out, almost whimpering like a puppy.

I rushed over as well, “I thought I lost you too, man! Come on. Let's go get Tyrell his immortality and get the hell out of here.”

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We quickly reached his door and Tyrell stood as we stepped into his office.

"I've just received word from the research team that the entire endeavor has been a resounding success. I must admit, I would have never guessed that the constructs would have developed sentience.... and I must also admit I am a little embarrassed that a few more days would have solved this all the same even if you weren't there. But I couldn't have possibly known that. I am a man of my word, and I will compensate you within reason. Tell me, what can I do for you?" Tyrell said as he looked at me.

I nodded, “We got your immortality and solved your case at the same time. You're welcome.”

Tyrell. "Yes! Of course!" He said as he accepted the vial. "But you don't work for free, don't you? I mean, if you want this one to be pro-bono, I'll take it gladly. But, it doesn't feel quite right."

I noticed a slight movement from Bobbi that Tryell also noticed and he turned to her. "Yes! Bobbi? Perhaps you'd like to go first?"

"Thank you, Mister Tyrell." She said. "If I am not mistaken, the city block we live in is owned entirely by your-"

"-Done!" Tyrell said, clasping his hands together. "I will transfer ownership of the entire city block your business is at. Heck- I'll even ensure that you won't have to pay taxes on the property value!"

Bobbi’s jaw dropped, but she quickly got ahold of herself. "Th- thank you Mister Tyrell." She stammered.

I grinned as I heard her mutter, "''' sheesh.... all I wanted was for him to give us parking spots and replace the awning.... but this is even better!" '''

Tyrell looked to Johnny. "Yes? I see you looking my way, what can I do to repay the service you rendered. If I'm not mistaken you were the first to figure it out!"

Johnny nodded and wrapped his arm around Bobbi. "I think Bobbi can cover both of us. Thanks!"

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Tryell looked back at me.

“I want an M16A4 with a hybrid holographic sight. Under the barrel, I want an M320 grenade launcher. And finally, I want a shipment of ammunition for both weapons coming in every three weeks. How about that?”

Tyrell smiled. "That can be done! Chances are it will all have to be fabricated from scratch, but metallurgy is more advanced now then when those weapons were first developed." He rubbed his chin and quickly added. "Don't worry! Only the metals used will be updated, the weapons will be crafted to exact spec with replacement parts as you need them." He held out a data pad, and I watched Johnny placed his thumb to it.

"Oh! One more thing, if it isn't too much trouble?" Bobbi quickly added.

"Anything I can do, my dear!"

"You swear to never harm Ciara. After all"  She said holding her a little closer. "She's family."

Tyrell sighed and nodded. "Of course." He looked at Ciara. "You will have to submit to the same memory wipe as these three, understand?"

Ciara nodded. "I understand, sir."

Bobbi pressed her paw to the data pad, and Ciara quickly followed as well.

"And you, Phoenix?"

I held back a moment. “Two questions: one: refresh me on what's being wiped. Two: what was going to happen to Ciara?”

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Tyrell spread his hands, and smiled. "First off. No one but myself will ever know that Immortality was the end goal. Already my research team has had their memory wiped. All data for this project has been archived on my personal server. The research team has been given early retirement with triple pension and full benefits. You four will also have your memory wiped as where it pertains to why you were here and what you did that has anything to do with this project. As for Ciara, I have better things to care or worry about than her. She is your wife now, yes? I can live with that, if you can."

I nodded,  “Just refreshing my head.” I said and pressed my thumb to the pad.

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"Hey Phoenix!" I cried  out, "stop! stop! stop! I said stop!" I cried out, yanking the paperwork he was reading.

"You just got married, and you have yet to take your brand new wife on a honeymoon! And look here....." I huffed as I put away his ultimate grand prize Phoenix won at the rifle competition last week; A M16A4 with a M320 grenade launcher, a bunch of accessories and a lifetime supply of ammo.... but best of all....

".....Our cruise ship will leave tomorrow and you've yet to pack your bags! Get to it, lubber boy! Your pretty wife is gonna be here any minute!"

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I looked over at my new sister-in-law as she entered on cue. "Sorry sis, you'll learn pretty quickly that the Wright bros are cheapskates to the extreme, and the only thing they will love more than you, is their work!"

I looked over to Johnny, "Ain't that right, babe?"

"Uh Bobbi?" Johnny said looking at the contents of a large envelope he received. "Did we know Thomas Bork?"

"Huh? Who's that?" I said, walking over.

"Well, it's the guy who owned the entire block. Says here that he passed away, and left the entire city block to us in his will!"

"Really?" I exclaimed looking at the transfer of deed. "No  way!" I did a quick search on my phone.....holy crap!

"Babe! We're rich!" I cried out! I whooped and hollered and grabbed my sis and jumped up and down as we both squealed in delight.

"Phoenix! Look at this, and then start packing!" I said holding out the deed.

Phoenix looked at the paper and then my phone confirming it. “Holy shit! This is amazing!”

“Set for life! Rich, about to go off on a cruise! What more could we want?” I squealed in delight, hugging Ciara even closer.

Suddenly Phoenix ripped Ciara from my grasp and lowered her into a kiss that made her face turn bright red.

We all laughed and just knew that the future was going to be bright indeed.