The Fate of Mallory // Silva, Maestro and cyborg!Mallory
“Deep in the underground labs with his IT team and Maestro, he’s spent most of the day toiling in the cybernetic department, reconfiguring and wiring an entire nervous system. The Project is top-secret. Such is the security that the clearance code is limited to only a few of the rank fours. Those connected directly to it.”
~Lights will Guide You Home // RP quote
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Sequel to An M for an M
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Another day. It is morning but no one would be aware of it, unless they were to check their watch.
Artificial light spills into the clinical setting, illuminating the worktops arranged into a semicircle around the large cylindrical capsule in the centre of the room.
Mallory, or what remains of Mallory is housed inside.
Wires branch off the semi-naked body, connecting the dead tissue to computer readouts on panels either side. There’s no monitor checking a heartbeat, nor drip to supply the organic tissue with nutrients. Most of Gareth’s body has been hollowed out. An arm has been completely amputated below the elbow, refitted with a cybernetic replacement. Machinery keeps the body moving, supplies the brain with the stimulants required to keep the small amount of organic matter alive. Otherwise Mallory’s skin has already gone grey with necrosis. Electricity courses through the cables. The human is dead. The cyborg is about to be brought online.
Silva enters the room, snapping his fingers to gain the attention of the select team of specialists around their computers, not to mention Maestro who stands with a clipboard beside the technical monstrosity. It is time. The cyberterrorist is excited. It’s not often he gets the chance to work alongside such fine minds. The technicians in this room come from the best universities around the world. And Maestro as his Chief Technician is an associate Silva is all too eager to work with again. The boy’s work on the super computer had been unparalleled. The hacks the cyberterrorist is making now are breath-takingly intricate and sublime. Raoul really has to thank the boy that had once been MI6’s Quartermaster for that.
“How is our special project today, hm?” Silva strolls across to the dark-haired young man, smirking slightly as Maestro immediately lowers his head, suddenly very interested in the notes he’s been making. The blond walks slowly behind his back, gaze flickering onto the cyborg in his cradle. New life. Silva will bring back a dead man from his eternal rest with nothing but technological wizardry and a stubborn sadism. Because the cyborg will not be Mallory anymore when he awakes. He will be Silva’s puppet.