Post by Lukee on May 18, 2008 9:32:11 GMT -5
Yer i gots reallly bored 
I dont know really anything about the show but i gave it a try.
Im not the best writer but anyhoww i was bored hehe
Also i own NOTHING! Jack all!
Dollhouse Fan Fiction.
The Client
I dont know really anything about the show but i gave it a try.
Im not the best writer but anyhoww i was bored hehe
Also i own NOTHING! Jack all!
Dollhouse Fan Fiction.
The Client
“Our client wants this target terminated” Topher Brink passed Jack Tyler the photo sliding it across the table into Jacks view. It was a girl, she looked no older then 17, her hair tied up into plats with pink bands at the ends of them. Her eyes where light green which helped enchant her smile. Her fair skin stood out from the dark background of the school. She looked perfect.
Tyler picked up the photo looking at the girl taking it in. He nodded and put the photo down.
The low humming noise from fan seemed to be the only noise for the moment. Tyler said nothing.
“This needs to be a clean job no slip ups” Brink ordered him. It wasn’t normally his job to tell the Actives what their missions are but Adelle DeWitt was other wise occupied with other Dolls.
He was wearing his usual baggy bottoms, tee and shirt. He wasn’t like the others and how they dressed. They looked all formal and proper whilst Brink let his nerdy side win. He had always found the Dollhouse project fascinating. From start to finish.
“Don’t worry I know what im doing.” Tyler only knew what he was doing because he was programmed to know what he was doing, in real life he wouldn’t know. Tyler stood from the metal chair that was seated around a white round table with almost a glow to it. The room was minimal to the extreme. The floor was pine wood, the ceiling built in lights reflected on the floor it was that clean.
The table was sat in the middle of the room looking out into the gleaming glass wall that was spread along the far wall opposite the door. It over looked the main lobby of the Dollhouse. It was like a honey hive of people.
Tyler’s hair was pulled back into a pony tale his hair was neck long now, his clothing was black no colour at all. He almost blended into the back ground of the street as he walked down following the girl, his target. He made sure she didn’t see him, or even know he was following her. He stayed silent. It was all he knew to do. It was what he was programmed to do.
The girl walked holding her bag in her left hand as she turned the bend of the street. Her blond hair swinging from side to side as she moved. She looked so helpless. Tyler never questioned what he was doing they took away that thought. They made him think what he was doing was right. That it was all he was. It wasn’t a job it was his way of living.
Soon they passed the streets full of people each one talking about their days or gossip until the sound of people dimmed and the streets where behind them. They where are a new build housing lot not for form the town centre. It was something that you would see in desperate housewife’s the laws where all cut to the same length the colours of the house all the same. Cars where all parked in the drives, and only ever two lights on in each house. It was your perfect neighbourhood.
The job needed to be done clean and good. So he kept out of the lights, sneaking around the back of her home he watched as she walked into the kitchen putting her bag down on the counter. Her cat purring and rubbing it’s self on her leg until she would open the back door letting it out into the night.
He had his dark gun at the ready. It wasn’t his idea to use this weapon a gun would have suited him much better but it was what they said he needed to use. There was something liquid splashing around in the needle of the dark gun. It was light green, almost looked like melted jelly babies. He stood in the door way of the kitchen as her back was turned to him. He didn’t smile. He didn’t show any sorrow for what he was about to do. Was it right to kill your appointment from behind? Or was it cowardly?
His hands gripping the dark gun as his arm was extended out pointing at the back of her neck. With one click of his finger. The dart was gone form the gun and into the girls neck. It acted almost instantly, her glass of water dropped to the ground smashing on the marble flooring soon followed by her body.
Tyler’s eyes stayed shut as his body was being laid back in the white and metal chair. His hands grabbing hold of the arms of the chair as his head moved between two piece of metal on at either ends of his head. Blue lights dotted on inside the pieces of metal going up and down in sync. It was wiping the memory clean. Starting again. A clean slat.
“Was the job done?”
“Yes with out a slip up” Brink said holding the black phone to his ear as he stood out side the door of the room as Tyler was being re-booted in a sense.
“Good”
“If you don’t mind me asking why did she need to be poisoned?” Brink normally didn’t ask what peoples reason where for wanting a Doll. That was Adelle’s job. Not his.
“It killed the virus X she was one of our experiments, thank you for your help”
The phone line went dead.
Brink put his phone back into his pocket standing thinking for a moment. Wondering if what he did was the right thing. If it was necessary for them to have done that to the girl, if it was right or wrong.
That thought had gone when he herd Tyler waking up.
“Have a nice sleep?”
