Book Pilot Chapter 1 - WIP - 12/16/19 (Patreon)

So I'm going to be swamped with work until after the new year, so my work posts will be delayed but I will do my best.

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        There have been a strange string of disappearances on the far western side of the United States for the past few months now. Among them were chemists, fashion designers, and models. Investigating disappearances isn’t anything new in this department, but there was something very strange and specific about them. The disappearances would jump from one city to the next, if they were moving one state at a time.A young woman named Faith was dispatched by small but well equipped detective agency to investigate a suspected trading organization. After a few weeks of getting yourself getting a job at the trading center, she was getting close to confirming her suspicions. They admitted to her that the trading company was only a ruse for something bigger, and offered her a job underground. After riding in the back of an armored truck for the past two hours, she began to feel uneasy. She didn't think that their security would be this tight. 

        The woman across from her was a young looking redhead probably in her early 20s, with the really straight ponytail. She had a small tie on tucked underneath her shirt collar wearing a small black uniform vest on top. She also had dark tights, a black leather miniskirt, and fancy looking high heels. And she had a black sash on her left arm that read: Entry Terminal #1, supposedly her rank. She was also wearing a small communication headset, though it doesn’t appear like she has talked to anyone yet. “Are you uncomfortable miss?” the woman asked with a welcoming. Faith returned her smile “Oh, don’t worry I’m fine, it’s just I was told this was going to be a short ride. How much longer until we arrive?” She asked. “I think... About nine more minutes. Then we’ll get you to your new department” 

        Faith was surprised, the woman was silent for most of their trip, but after talking she seemed much friendlier. It seemed unnatural but maybe she was just nervous. Shortly after the truck came to a stop, and they both exited through the backdoor leading into what appeared to be an elevator. Upon entering, she realized it didn’t have any numbered buttons instead it began moving once they entered.  There weren't any numbers displayed over the door, but she could feel the elevator moving down. They continued descending for almost 3 whole minutes when Faith began getting nervous. "How far does this elevator go?” Faith asked. “Don’t worry, we’re almost to the station.” The guide smiled. Faith looked at her with a confused expression. “Station?” She asked puzzlingly.

        Finally the elevator stopped moving and the door infant of them opened. Upon exiting the elevator, Faith was shocked to find herself in a subway station. There were two separate railways next to the platform which they were standing on, and on the opposite platform was what looked like two tall guards covered in sleek dark armor. But upon further inspection they could've also been statues, the figures were very feminine with the exception of their powerful lean shoulders, and long legs and arms.“This way, miss” the woman said as a small sleek tram arrived in the station. Only large enough to fit a hand-full of people, it was shaped like a box similar to those smart cars she’s been seeing in her city recently. 

        Once inside, the tram quickly began to pick up alarming speed entering a small dark tunnel on its way out of the station. Though she couldn’t feel movement of the vehicle, as if the interior had inertia dampeners. Faith wasn’t prepared for this, it was like she was in a surreal sci-fi novel. Less than a minute later the tram stopped while still in the tunnel, and they made their way into another hallway. The walls were white and shiny like a porcelain bathtub, giving off a futuristic vide, making Faith feel uneasy. The woman showed her to a small dorm room, a small desk next to a bunk bed. Walking into the room, the woman gave Faith a polite smile gesturing her arm towards the bed. “This will be your new quarters, you'll remain here until we may determine your position in our data division.” the guide said as she slowly backed out of the room. Faith walked into the room feeling a bit claustrophobic, it felt more like a storage closet than a living space. “Are the quarters normally this small?" she asked turning around, but suddenly the door closed on her with an electronic click.

        “Hey!” Faith shouted placing her hands on the locked door. "let me out!” She began slapping her hands against the door. “Please remain here until I return.” The woman's voice said over a speaker in a plain tone. Unable to open the door, all she could do is fruitlessly pull and twist at the nob which was locked in place. “This is getting sketchy.” she said to herself trying to keep her cool. There was little to nothing in her room aside from a couple bedsheets and a lamp on the small table. "I'm certainly think this isn’t actually a bed room.” Faith thought. Pulling up her both her sleeves, she pressed two buttons on her hidden bracelets which slowly coded her hands in shiny spandex gloves. She then pressed her left hand against the door, firmly pushing her finger tips against the surface. Then put her right index finger against her ear, activating small speaker and microphone in her fingertips which allowed her to hear what was going on in the hall. 

        “Yes we have her. Affirmative we will have her inspected immediately. She won’t get away.” she heard the woman saying as he walked further down the hall. A drop of sweat trickled down her forehead, as she began pacing back and forth. “Could they have found me out?” she thought to herself. “It’s too soon, I shouldn’t just act now. But if they know who I am, I’m finished! I can’t let myself be caught yet.” Double checking her situation, she placed her fingertips against the door once more hearing what sounded like metal footsteps in the distance. They didn't sound like human footsteps, they were heavy, almost robotic, and sounded like there could be more than one. Letting out a deep uneasy breath she slipped off her lab coat, and grabbed at a rubber belt hidden under her dress skirt. "It’s now or never." she said to herself, pressing a button on her belt. Just like the bras lets on her hands, the belt quickly began to cover her belly and abdomen in tight spandex. As her suit began forming underneath her clothes, faith took pulled what looked like a small lighter out from her belt and held it up to the doorknob.

        In a quick red flash, her lighter had burned a hole through the nob, frying the lock inside as the door slowly creaked open. Once Faith's suit finished forming around her body say for her neck, she pulled at her collar revealing a spandex mask that she unfolded over her head. The mask hid her facial features, and the elastic fabric of suit reflected no light whatsoever giving her the appearance of a pitch black manikin. Kicking off the rest of her uniform she entered the hallway just as she heard robotic footsteps coming from around the corner. Acting quickly, she pressed herself flat against the wall and hit a couple buttons on her wrist bracelets, her suit camouflaged her against the porcelain textured hall. Nullifying all light surrounding her not even casting a shadow, she appeared practically invisible as two large armored women made their way down the hall. Her eyes widened underneath her mask, they looked like tall feminine machines. Their limbs looked like rubbery skin, their features and limbs smooth and seamless, with curvy but lean and powerful builds. 

        Both of them wore dark grey armored skirts, tube top breastplates, and sleek sliver rounded shoulder pads. They also had some armor plating over their arms legs and tales, but it did nothing to hide their voluptuous figures. But the strangest of all, were their rounded viper shaped heads and large long rubbery tails. Their eyes sharp like knives, but with a strangely feminine gaze. Their heads snake-like in shape, almost anthropomorphic, but their faces still alluring with seductive looking smiles. Both pushing women approach the door to find it open with the a hole burned through the knob. “Seems like the spy has checked herself out." One of the machines giggled in a surprisingly soft voice as she gently swung the door open. “Well, this should be interesting.” the other giggled pressing a button on her wrist. Faith was rather shocked, neither of the machines sounded like robots, instead of monotone voices or grainy audio filters, they just sound like normal women. “Hello Ms. Wells. We've arrived to pick up your spy.” the machine on the right said. “Good bring her to the testing chamber, I'm already overdue to bring her in.” a familiar voice said over a small speaker in the arm. Faith recognized the voice instantly, it was a guide that had brought her in. 

        “That little… I was walking to into a trap from the get-go.” she thought to her self with an uncomfortable cringe. Faith wanted to run away at that very moment, but her suit would de-cloaked if she moved a muscle, as her camouflage only works when she's still. The machine on the right couldn't help but smile in amusement as if she was trying not to laugh. “About that... did you remember to lock the door?” she asked. “What do you- WHERE IS SHE?” the guide asked sounding alarmed. “Escaped. Something burned right through the lock.” the machine replied. “But… We checked her! She had no weapons or tools.” the guide stuttered. “Calm down, we’ll find her.” the machine cooed in a teasing tone, before abruptly hanging up. “Looks like we're dealing with a trained professional today.” she smiled. “I love spies that play hard to get.” the one on the left replied enthusiastically. Ready to notify the other machines, she was about activate a silent alarm when her partner put her rubbery hand on her shoulder plate. “Let's keep this between you and me, androids like us don't usually get tasks this fun, why should we share the spy when we can catch her ourselves?” she suggested. “So these are actual androids?” Faith thought to herself in shock. "I feel like I'm in a science fiction movie at this point, these robots talk, think, and even have a sense of humor…” 

        The android on the left thought for a moment scratching her chin as she looked at her counterpart with a smile. “Agreed, notify me if you found her, I've heard rumors that she's cute.” she giggled. Faith blushed under her mask, flattered though worried that her arrival wasn't subtle in the least. “That's probably why they want to use as a test subject, these researchers just love using attractive acquisitions. I'll check the east side of the building, she could've gone far.” With eager looks on their faces, both androids walking in opposite directions. But before the android on the right walked away, it momentarily glanced in Faiths direction before disappearing down the hall, she could've sworn she was looking right at her. Once Faith could no longer hear their footsteps, she de-cloaked her suit and sat down on the floor, she felt like she was going to have a panic attack. “This is bad, I don’t have enough of Intel, I don’t know this structure, I didn't think I'd be caught this quickly.” she thought to herself in a panic. A million things ran through her mind faster than she could process, she didn't know what to do. 

        Then she heard more footsteps approaching her, she flattened against the wall once again cloaking herself until the footsteps faded away. De-cloaking her suit, Faith took a deep breath and took a few moments to pull herself together. “What happens happens, while I'm here I might as well get busy. I still have a job to do.” she thought making her way back down the hall. Trying to retrace her steps she looked for the entrance where she had gotten off the tram, but she couldn't find the door she came through. Every door looked nearly identical and was locked shut, and she couldn't burn the them all open because she limited fuel for her laser torch. Hesitantly, she decided find find the exit later until she had more Intel to bring home. Faith nervously ventured deeper into the building, the entire area was so plain and sterile that it began to feel more like a prison hallway rather than a dorm area. But the strangest part was how empty the hallways were, ever since she began searching the area, she no longer heard any footsteps in the area.

        Eventually she made her way to a long hallway with no door speak of, instead the walls were painted a solid black color. Just like the porcelain-like walls of the previous hallways the walls were shiny and reflective. “Why is this hallway so needlessly long?" she thought as she quietly made her way down the corridor. Faith grew more and more suspicious the farther she walked, she saw little to no security, and she was progressing with no intervention whatsoever. Suddenly she heard a loud hissing noise coming from both sides of the hall, as the walls begin the bulge out accompanied by the sound of loud creaking rubber!