THE DISASTROUS TALE OF THE BALDS.
CHAPTER 4: THE FALL OF BALD BEN
"Do you know who I am?"
"You're the Creator!" shouted Bald Leon. "The Master created you when he decided he wanted a dad"
"Yes, that was a while after he made you, his son. That makes me your grandfather" replied The Creator
The Creator gestured to the two chairs in front of his desk and took the one behind it himself, Bald Leon and Bald Ben took the chairs and Bald Jack sat cross-legged on the floor. Agent Davidson stepped out of the room and closed the door.
"I'm sure you're both wondering why I requested your presence here. The fact is, this world is facing an unprecedented threat to our safety, security and sanctity. We three are all balds. You and I Bald Leon are some of the very first, however, you Bald Ben, are the start of something new. Since the inception of the Manhatten Project in the 40s, we have seen the amount of identifiable bald signatures explode. We haven't had this many Balds alive at any one time since Cowboy times. We are seeing more and more bald variants too, we have it in good faith that you have already met Mexican Bald Leon and Mexican Bald Ben. These guys all have pretty dangerous abilities, but none have been as terrible as a bald we have taken to calling... Skinwalker Leon"
The Creator pressed a button on his keyboard, which whirred a projector screen into life, descending from the ceiling. an image of the horrific creature faded onto the screen
"Big woop. What do you want us to do about it?" asked an unimpressed Bald Ben
"Despite everything we know here at the agency, we have been unable to track down Skinwalker Leon. Our tools aren't refined enough to distinguish between variant Bald Signatures, so we detect Bald Leon and Mexican Bald Leon and Skinwalker Leon all with the same signature. Sure we can distinguish between the Bald Ben and the Bald Leon signature, but there are so many variants with identical signatures. As well as this our men are... ill-equipped to deal with battles with Balds. very few humans have the power to beat a bald in combat, and I'm one of the very few balds here-"
"Wait... There are more Balds here?" asked Bald Jack
"yes, he doesn't know it but Agent Davidson himself is a Bald. We see no reason to inform him of this as his abilities just seem to manifest as being our best worker, but besides he and myself, no one here can really fight a Bald, let alone one as dangerous as Skinwalker Leon. I can't go because I have to run things here, and after we saw how you dealt with the Violin Man situation a while ago, we see no better candidates that could bring him back here. We have developed a special machine to harbour him which will nullify his abilities. You few just have to get him here. You will of course have all of the Agency's resources at your disposal and you will be made very handsomely"
"I'm in" said Bald Leon
"Me too!" said Bald Jack
"No chance" sneered Bald Ben
Bald Jack shouted in shock "why not Bald Ben, money, Adventure, helping your community? what more could you want?"
"I'm just not interested," he said before getting up and walking out of the office.
Bald Leon stood up and began walking towards the door but stopped, he turned back and looked at the Creator, who nodded. Bald Leon caught up with Bald Ben at the entrance lift to the facility.
"Bald Ben wait. They can pay us in Jabberwockies!"
"It's not about the Jabberwockies Bald Leon. This lot has been spying on us, There records department has more detailed knowledge of my crimes than the police have, and the police have enough to put me away for life if I ever answered the court order. I don't get why they would collect it, and it's not just on me. ALL of us, even Bald's I've not heard of had a file an inch thick. Something just doesn't smell right"
"Bald Ben listen, it's my grandad. he's the Master's dad. he's almost as powerful as the Master as well, if he wanted to do something bad, he'd just use his power, he wouldn't do all this spying shit, He'd just do it"
"I don't care. I don't like working anyway, why should I work for someone who's fangirling me, and why should I maybe die for them as well? If you want to work with them, be my guest, but I'm not risking it"
Bald Ben pressed the green button on the vehicle lift and began to rise back up towards the entrance, as the gap between the roof and the elevator floor closed, he and Bald Leon never broke eye contact. Bald Leon looked to the floor, before walking back into the office where the Creator and Bald Jack were waiting.
"I take it Bald Ben won't be joining us?" asked the Creator
"No. He had a sausage roll in the oven or something" lied Bald Leon
"Not to worry, he will come around eventually" replied the Creator
The screen changed to a map of the world, lit up with several white dots across the continents. The Creator took out a pointing stick at pointed it directly at the UK, which had been lit up with several white dots.
"This is you. Not just you, however, it's you and I and every other "Leon" variant have one of these lights. Our researchers are able to identify every single one of these signatures in the UK, so we know for a fact that Skinwalker Leon has left the country. As you can see there are even more around the world. We want you and Bald Jack and our research team to narrow down these signatures and then investigate in person to find Skinwalker Leon. Our research team believe that this signature here, in the south of France, will be a good start, now if you accept this mission, your objective will be to bring in this Bald regardless of if it is Skinwalker Leon or not, so that we can narrow down the field even more. If they put up resistance, the field team will be able to convince them, but sending you guys will at least calm them down a little, but you never know, we might get lucky first try and run into Skinwalker Leon. best of luck gentleman, we have set up special quarters for you down the corridor, Agent Davidson will lead you there now"
The Balds met the research team who would be assisting them in finding and capturing other Balds. It was a small team comprised of three researchers, each well trained in the equipment to be used. Agent Davidson also introduced them to the dispact team, who would be assisting them on missions in the field.
One of the researchers stepped forwarding, offering a handshake to Bald Leon, who stared at the outstretched hand in confusion, Bald Jack intervened and shook the researchers hand on Bald Leon's behalf. The researcher took out a tablet from one of the docks on the central hub to show the two men.
"We were told that you had already been informed that the first target was identified in the south of France, Well we have done further refinement and have narrowed it down to the city of Marseilles, on the south coast. Whenever you are both ready, we can give you the equipment you will need to narrow it down further once your on site, but if you have any special requests for items you want in the field, we can take those requests and sort it before you set off"
"That's great! I don't think I have any request's, what about you Bald Leon" asked Bald Jack
"I need a 17th century cannon" demanded Bald Leon
"We will... see what we can do"
Bald Ben swaggered down the road towards his house. Since leaving the Agency he'd been on a lovely little adventure, which was exciting for him and the reading, which also brought about many radical changes to the universe itself. Unfortunatly, he forgot to write any of it down, so we will never know what he did on his adventure, but we do know that it ended with him at the chippy. He had to refuel as his adventure had taken up all the energy he had stored from stealing the chips from the agency cafeteria. After screwing up the paper wrapper the chips had come in and tossing it into the road in the path of an incoming car, causing it to spin out of control and hit a wall, he walked back to his house to find it unusually quiet.
"Mum? Dad?" he shouted
he heard no reply. He entered the kitchen to find a note left on the countertop.
it read 'Dear Bald Ben, Your father has had an incident in work due to the stress and has been rushed to hospital, your siblings and I have gone to ensure he is safe. As I know that by the time you get here he will probably be discharged, I left your tea in the oven and an emergency contact number - love mum'
"Oh my god!" he shouted
He dashed for the phone and rang his mum in a panic. The phone only rang twice before his mother picked up.
"Mum! Mum! Are you there?"
"Yes Bald Ben it's ok, I see you read my note"
"Yes I did, how do I turn on the oven?"
"turn the knob to 200 and leave it in for 20 minutes, now about your father..."
"Thanks mum" He said, hanging up before she could get another word in.
He tossed the phone onto the side and then put his dinner on. Unknown to Bald Ben, his Fathers work incident would lead to a string of events which would be his downfall, and the first domino had just been pushed.
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