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All grammatical and spelling oversights are the mistake of the beta and not the author.*

*Probably needless to say, but the author bears sole responsibility for any remaining errors.

To cocoko5:

Thank you for the review and staying with me! Your question will be addressed in the next chapter.

Author's note:

I initially intended to make this post longer but nowadays I hardly find time to write, so I splitted the chapter.
It will probably merged with the next part into one, whenever I get it finished.

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Chapter 29: Surreal Madness

Terminate!

The word still ringed through Raoul's head, and yet if any where to observe him he gave of an air of complete emotional control on the outside. The younger Blondie�s face displayed as much emotions as an artist's palette colors, but Raoul had little interest in nurturing the man's psyche back to function properly. The things, heard in Jupiter's sanctum, agitated him. They simply didn't add up; the almost exact timing of Raven's trip to Midas, Hazall as the harbinger of information...

To calm himself, Raoul recalled several past situations when the AI deliberately hidden information from him. It wasn't out of the ordinary. He forcefully chased the nagging doubts away, Raven was safely tucked in his bed as long as he stuck to his promise.

�What time is it?�

He always lost track of time in Jupiter's chambers. Striding towards the convoy, he downed the mixture of pills, exclusively created for his use. Up till now, he didn't think of the task ahead. When the chemicals released the beast in him, he wouldn't be able to - not until the task was accomplished to Jupiter's satisfaction � would he be able to process the consequences of his actions. Only then would the numbness created by the drugs evaporate leaving him emotionally naked a prospect he was not looking forward to.

Dorian however was not so fortunate. The young elite was lost; the same garment, that perfected Raoul's transformation into the Bloodhound, he was created as, made Dorian look like a pup, dropped into a sandbox full of wolves. And what else was he? The Jupiter-child? A child indeed but a child, Raoul could find no sympathy in his heart for this upstart, because the child had sacrificed its finest knight on the altar of its vanity.

When they entered their car, Dorian had his features back under control, guarding himself with a snotty attitude that seemed to be the trade mark of the upper echelon of Tanagura's elite, but it didn't benefit him amongst the military troopers. Even without his telepathic abilities, Raoul registered the effect of Dorian's behavior on the approaching commander. This was a man with a bulky build of solid muscle with a rough and vulgar attitude but as efficient on a battle field as a detonating bomb.

In his capacity as Jupiter's Cleanser and Bloodhound, Raoul had worked in his company before and whilst the man himself was without significance to the Blondie, he knew his impact on the trooper. The man admired him for his ruthless and adamant nature. It is fair to say he recognized the beast within, being sort of a beast among his own kind. Their eyes met and Raoul invited the trooper to quench his appetite on the younger Blondie's insecurity, signaling to direct all questions to him.

He strode towards the back of the vehicle without introducing Dorian, nor did he acknowledge his presence when he reclined on a bench. The medication worked its way through his system, tearing his walls down and allowing the world to intrude into Raoul's very core.

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Raven woke with a gasp, naked and sticky with sweat.

How long had it been?

Kyle sat in a chair at the far wall of the room, legs crossed and eying some sort of files. At least it was Raven's imagination of his doing, he wasn't able to see anything beside blindingly white sparks behind his lids � the shock eye damaged a part of his port or his brain, he wasn't entirely sure of which.

His heart was beating fast, and, given his limited ability to see, physical sensation was absurdly magnified.

�What did you do to me?�

Kyle heaved a heavy sigh that in itself was out of the ordinary for the elite and not boding well for the mongrel. The Blondie's voice lacked his usual sarcasm and even bore a hint of defeat?

�You have been busy these last few years.�

Kyle crossed the room until he stood in front of the examination-table, Raven was strapped upon. He circled a thumb over the aching temple of the mongrel, going on with the questioning,

�Tell me, did Raoul teach you that?�

Raven's voice was ragged, breath only came in short thrusts, �Teach me what?�

�Shielding.�

�Why would he do that?�

�Yes, why would he? Questions, counter questions � that doesn't get us anywhere. Do you want to know, who sold you out?�

Despite the raging torturous headache, a soft chuckled escaped the mongrel, �I thought you knew immediately.�

�Do you?�

Raven had a feeling Kyle anyway intended to share that tiny bit of information with him, so he tried his best to shrug his shoulders.

�What, if I say Kris?�

�I'd laugh.�

�You put enough noses out of joint to acquire a reputation. You can only go hungry for so long, don't you think so?�

That didn't make any sense; still Raven had vague idea of who sold him out, �Hazall?�

As if to recompense the mongrel for the effort, Kyle lifted his head up, pressing a cup of water to his dry lips.

�He is hell bent on adding you to his harem. He offered quite a sum.�

�Why would he, we never faced each other.�

�That's a bit of a surprise, Black Beauty.�

Words of disdain clustered in Raven's throat, but not even a mere whimper managed to escape when Kyle traveled soft touches across both of his temples in a completely new sensation, that lacked the usual jabbing, accompanying most of Elite's customary touches when dealing with him.

�Your shield is marvelous but also a problem.�

I bet. Raven hardly dared to breathe and eventually spoke out loud, what echoed inside his head since Kyle knocked the wind out of him, �You are going to kill me.�

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The last wall crumbled opening the gates to a world full of life to Raoul's mind. The wasteland was anything but wasted. He focused on finding a path through the cataracts of emotions, residuals and dreams, that threatened to rob him of his sanity.

Nothing, seen here, was entirely real; however, it still managed to make the feral side of the Blondie latch onto it, rising its head in anger at the creatures, that where allowed to feel so unrestricted; curiosity fueling a desire, neither meant, nor allowed to the artificial creation of a Blondie. Once more, Raoul felt like a scale, kicked off balance by curiosity, but this time he allowed himself to indulge in the sensation. Seeking out the true nature of what was hidden inside, or better what has originally been his nature, he considered removing the shackles of his upbringing.

Would he become as defective as Adam?

The more he thought about his mentor, the conclusion that Jupiter had created Adam�s unique psyche was with a purpose was conclusive. It had, compared to Adam, gifted him with a stronger physique but still seeded the same defective sequences of deoxyribonucleic acid. As the man he was supposed to be, he rarely allowed himself to point out the truth among the illusions, knowing anyway that sometimes truth was nothing but illusions in one's mind.

Raven, what do you see when you look at me?

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The cargo neared its destination, the landing not going unobserved. Nyet slightly paled at the sight of Raoul in all his black glory exiting the air car, followed by the Blondie that was known to inherit the Syndicate soon.

Indeed Eos on a silver platter.

He shook his head in disbelief, transferring the news to Ajax in the system. A fuzzy feeling overcame him, filling him with an intense wish to take to his heels. The fuzzy feeling turned into a cold whisper ... inside of his head,

'A wasted effort if you give in to your whim. So far you are not in danger, but I would appreciate you joining us on the landing. You are after all supposed to guide us in, aren't you, Nyet?'

The technician didn't move an inch, stupidly staring back into the emerald eyes that sought him out in his stash and now intensely focused on him. What the heck...

'Pardon my rudeness. I don't have time to comply with any formalities. The sanctuary, now!'
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