Finding the One - Chapter 5Each photo and picture lay on the table when Charles Thompson and the Professor guessed worked the whereabouts of the missing man. They had been researching the man who knows Chisoutsas past for the night. Cups of coffee have been drunk in veil as Charles pointed at one photo.
This guy could be anywhere. All we have is pictures of this six foot tall giant man. Where do you think hes hiding? Charles asked Professor Walken.
The Professor paused for a moment and moved a few photos together. His thoughts were fixed on the photos and piecing the puzzle together.
I dont think he lives in a house, I think he lives in an old building somewhere. He isnt looking after himself very well if you see the way he has been dressing. You see here hes a loner so he possibly doesnt know many people, Professor Walken said.
Blown Away - Chapter 4Chisoutsa was found in Alan Richards lab looking over his shoulder. Her yellow stripped black jacket touched him while he was busy.
I know you want to see what Im doing but its a secret. Just give me a couple minutes, Alan whispered to her.
The professor was watching in the distance, not as eager as Chisoutsa to see what the new weapons would be. He rubbed his neck as it hurt him from resting in a poor position. He used to fall sleep with his wine glass in his hand while the fire burnt out to another long night. Alan turned around to an excited Chisoutsa with beaming eyes at him.
This is a shoulder rocket launcher. Of course Im not stupid enough to load it in here but you will have fun with him, Alan handing her the weapon.
She looked at the weapon and inside and out of it. It was a black and green layered colour w
Dark Lies and Lust - Chapter 3The sweet engine of Professor Walken's sleek black car purred along the streets in the early morning. The old mentor was watching the large number of Kaiser Unit men and Tesraptors poaching the streets alive. The car slowed down to the corner and he watched the men chatting to each other.
"I hope this doesn't go on forever. I'm sick and tired of guarding the streets like this," said one of them.
"There will be new men soon, Mr. Umezu said to us, remember," said the other.
Professor Walken looked down and twisted his cane, which was parked down at the passenger seat and looked back up. He knew the numbers of them were high on the street and he had to warm Chisoutsa about this. The car drove off out of the area and he headed for home.
The Professor was at the bar lounge at the house where Chisoutsa wandered in the room with an over long shirt on. She opened the fridge and grabbed a beer out of the fridge.
"Have you had breakfast downstairs?" asked Professor Walken.
"This is it," Chisouts
The Real Girl - Chapter 2Inside the warehouse lab where Alan Richards lured around his device, Professor Walken and Charles saw Chisoutsa entering the lab and seeing the weapons and devices in the room. Alan was dressed in his normal white clothing and black glasses as he wiped them clean for the fifth time in ten minutes.
Chisoutsa eyed some of the weapons that Charles was handing. Special designed shotguns and bombs were just some of the offers on hand by Alan. She grabbed one of the guns and grabbed firm on it. She lightly touched over the gun and closed her eyes. She loved a good gun, slid her hand the other way, and opened her eyes to Alan.
"Welcome Chisoutsa to my warehouse domain. This is my secret area from Scienceworks and if you do not know already, my name is Alan Richards. So nice to meet you," beamed Alan.
"Nice weapons here," answered Chisoutsa still playing with the gun.
"Oh yes and more where that came from my girl. Come on and I'll show you the gadgets you'll be using on your missions I think
The City of Demons - Chapter 1The heat of the fireplace warmed nicely and the shadow on the wall lightly showed a wine glass and a man rolling it around in his hand. The man was aged in his late thirties and a black walking cane leaned against his leather chair. A light sigh came out of his mouth when he heard a figure wandering past him. He took a slow sip of his drink and called out to the figure.
"Chisoutsa, come over here. I have to talk to you."
A young woman walked over to the lounge and lye down over it. Short light brown hair and athlete slender body drooped over the lounge.
"Does this place remind you of years ago?" the man asked the woman.
"A little when I see old places in the city. But nothing good comes up Professor Walken," she answered.
Walken look away from Chisoutsa to the fireplace and lifted up his wine drink to his lip