Ain't this amazing! I'm writing more to Duo's Child 1! -all gasps in shock and wonder how crazy this writer has to be- No no no... hehehe... I'm doing this because there's a lot of people asking me questions on whether or not Uno will end up forgetting about Ricky and moving on just like that (readthe sequelto understand) or if there will be more... and I have ideas that require the twist in the sequel to begin in the end of the original piece.. so hence forth I am! Writing! Again! In this thing... finally! .! Okay, anywho... this is the epilogue to hint to you the future of the sequel... enjoy :)
Epilogue
"Daniel, Sir?"
"Yes, what is it?" Daniel Tanners looked up from his reports on his son's lifeless body to the soldier standing in the doorway to his office.
"We um," the soldier paused, preparing himself for what was to come. His golden crew cut shimmered in the faded office lights and his brown eyes shone forth with guilt. "We ran across a problem with the reconstruction units."
"What?" Daniel's tone grew deep. "What kind of problem?"
"Well Sir, it appears the brain compatibility is functioning at an even higher rate than we thought. The tests we taken weren't enough."
Daniel stood abruptly. "And the character?"
"Stable but we're not sure for how long." The solider moved out of the way so his superior could pass by him and leave the room. The soldier quickly turned on his heels and chased after him.
"We've managed to sustain a sample of his blood. Apparently, mixing the gene with the ex-Gundam Pilot and that woman's was a complete match and the chronological advancement is ten times faster than what it should be."
"That's because of the likeness between the subjects we've chosen," Daniel answered as he shoved through the hallway doors and into another room. "How is he doctor?"
The doctor turned around from the tube with a floating figure inside and lowered his clipboard. The smile washed away from his face, leaving a somewhat worried expression.
"Well, the wound is healing but it'll leave massive damage and brain trauma." He explained as he watched Daniel step up to the tube and stare up at the lifeless form of his son. "There's not much left to do after our formulas and hypothesis."
Daniel nodded and stared into the sleeping eyes of the young boy. He took a deep breath and slowly felt his chest aching from with in. "My dear boy… how could you have gone wrong so easily?
"You were entirely open and free to ideas and yet, determined on your work. How could this girl have turned you against us, driven you mad beyond the extreme to shoot yourself? What had she done to you?" Daniel lowered his head and shut his eyes as the grief of his dead sons washed over him. "I had killed my only son because he was getting too close to my work and his innocence wouldn't hold him back much longer. And now," he looked up at the floating body on the other side of the triple paned glass, "now I have lost my most prized possession to some bitch and her feelings."
"Sir?" The soldier questioned. He and the doctor exchanged glances before Daniel felt his voice returning to his throat.
"Go retrieve the papers from his chemical concoctions and put them on my desk immediately," Daniel ordered the soldier.
"Yes Sir!" The soldier saluted and turned to carry out his given orders. The doctor stepped up to the tube and after a long glance at the figure turned to Daniel with interest.
"What are you saying, Daniel?"
Daniel stared up at the boy he had designed purely out of chemicals and felt his heart melt. "I created him for the sole purpose of assassination for the previous fighters, to block them from our attempts, and now that purpose is gone because of the youngest and most innocent. If I can find out what the problem was in the formula and fix it, then you can reanimate that into his brain so nothing will be there to hold him back from completing his assignment."
"You do not wish to start over again? The doctor glanced down at his clipboard. "It will only take a little under a year with our aging system."
"No," Daniel retorted. "Keep the same body but clearly work on his mind. When he wakes up to carry out his task, nothing would stand in his way as he won't remember a thing about that bloody girl."
He felt a grin tugging at the corners of his lips and bowed his head. His eyes closed and as he watched the scene take place in his mind of what was to come in the future, he murmured, "It would be as if their history had never even happened."