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Seanday Extra: New Chicago pt9

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Brozek’s driver looked up as we approached. “Take me back, Bunny’s broken the kid,” I said jerking my head at Jeremy.

The driver frowned, “Fucking typical, I was going to get him next.”

“Just shut up, and drive,” I growled as we got in the car. I looked at Jeremy, his eyes were wide. “You OK?” He nodded, and forced a smile.

The driver kept his mouth shut for the rest of the journey--smart.

Caption This (6th Aug)

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Seanday Extra: New Chicago pt8

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"What should I say to him?" Jeremy asked. "I mean, he's not my uncle," his voice faltered.

"I know, but he's just as much a victim as you. Just call him, tell him you're in trouble. He'll think you're still Bunny.” I thought for a moment, “If you feel him starting to wake up, let me know, quick as you can. You understand?"

Jeremy nodded, wringing his hands. I felt sorry for the kid, they'd used him, and he'd witnessed it all. Worst of all he'd been unable to stop them doing what they wanted with him.

He fumbled through this pockets and brought a mobile, dialed a number and waited. He looked at me nervously, and I smiled reassuringly. “Hello? Uncle Tony?” His eyes never left mine. “I need help.” “I don’t know what happened, the people that found me said I was having a fit.” “I don’t remember, I’m scared can you come and get me?” I gave him the thumbs up as he recited the address. “Menshikov?” I took a breath and shook my head. “I don’t know, I—I can’t remember.” “Ok, ten minutes.” He hung up.

“Good work,” I said. “Is he coming alone?”

“Didn’t say, I did OK, though?”

“You did just fine.” I turned to Ivan. “He’s a big guy, you’ll be able to handle him?”

“I haven’t found anyone, man or machine that’s stronger,” Ivan told me confidently.

Caption This (30th Jul)

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Seanday Extra: New Chicago pt7

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I struggled with the Marine; he knew who I was--or was meant to be--but without Menshikov’s memories I had no chance of guessing who was wearing this Dupe. He grinned and twisted my arm. I flinched and grunted through gritted teeth. A smile twitched across his face, and he pulled harder. My tendons burned, and I drew a breath, hissing a cuss.  That's all he was going to get, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg to stop.

A shout echoed from the end of the alley, we both looked. It was Schulz’s platoon, calling him back. He licked his lips. “I’d break you now, but I don’t want to break my cover.” He released his grip and pushed me away. Tipping his head, he flexed. “Gotta love the pump, and this fucker has shit loads.” I watched him jog back to the rest of the men, as I rubbed my shoulder. It sickened me; good soldiers, replaced by Erko’s men.

I waited for a few minutes, nursing my shoulder then continued back to the gym Menshikov had made his base. The aching had subsided by the time I arrived, thankfully the suit had taken the brunt of the attack.

Inside I could see Ivan working out. He’s a giant of a man, or would be if he wasn’t an advanced IA-suit.  He was a mobile holding cell. His prisoner was the real Menshikov, the man I’d replaced. I was wearing his body-suit now, even though it’s too small and pinched in all the wrong places.

Caption This (23rd Jul)

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New Chicago stats

Thought I'd check the stats for the New Chicago story (currently six parts), turns out it's been read over 7,500 times since part one was published on the 5th June.

Thanks people, makes me really proud to know that I've produced a story that so many people have enjoyed (so far).

Seanday Extra: New Chicago pt6

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I could see that Bunny was wired with pent-up energy buzzing through him. He seemed the complete opposite of Jeremy--the person he was about to become.

"Bunny, you've earned this ride, so go ahead," Erko says.

Bunny jogged excitedly towards Jeremy, rubbing his hands. "Man this is going to be so trippy." He circled the Dupe and peered into its face. "He's so fucking cute." He looked at the original in the tube. "This is him right?" Miller nodded. Bunny pushed his face up against the glass. "Oh man, I'm going to have so much fun. Can he hear me?"

"No," Miller replied.

Bunny giggled uncontrollably, rubbing his groin through his shorts. "The other guys tell me he's so smart," he smirked again, "and when I get inside, I get all those smarts as well." He fell silent for a moment and looked up at Jeremy. "They call me a retard, but I'm not, just slow. I'm good with my hands, and follow orders." He groans deeply and stares at the ceiling for a moment.

Caption This (16th Jul)

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Seanday Extra: New Chicago pt5

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"You ask a lot of questions Menshikov," Erko mutters scowling at me.

"You said there were other ways to use the Dupes, how? You mean like a remote control?"

"No, like the suit you're wearing, we can put our own men inside. They'll have full access to the memories of the guy in the tube. Be them, it's perfect."

Like the band I'm wearing which are far less invasive, I thought to myself. "So what about those two Marines?" I say nodding at the tubes.

"They command some key units." Erko taps the tube of the Marine that stared at me on the way out. "One of our men was wearing this guy, the other one was empty, running with the other fuck's memories."

I stroke one of the tubes. "So you only have eight?"

"At the moment, they're finishing off another thirty. Then we can start to push our control out further."

This was very bad news, these guys were way ahead of our tech guys. I had to get this back to HQ, we need some heavy hardware to take this place to pieces.

"Jay, who's going to be running this soldier?"

"Miguel," Jay replied, "Mexican illegal inside an all American boy, rough justice huh?"

Caption This (9th Jul)

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