-Inside a Sound Proof Holding Cell at the Central Intelligence Building-
*James decides that it is time to undergo phase two of his plan. He makes sure to isolate himself completely from any prying eyes and then sits down at one end of a conference table. James then looks at his sacrifice. The look on his face was pure terror.... He was a homeless man that nobody would miss... nobody would think twice about this person being gone... and it was for that very reason that he would make the perfect host for James... or at least a part of him. It had been rather simple to get this man here.... It is surprising what pulling a few strings could do... In this world one palm greased the other... All that needed to be done to arrive at this current point was for the President to grant The Director of the CIA's Wife a Pardon for previous crimes. The Director then gladly provided a Dark Holding Cell, made specifically for secretive work, along with two prisoners... James went to see the first*
James: *sits across from his victim* Do you know why you are here Mr Smith? *James chuckles abit as he says the words. The man shook his head violently as tears flowed down his face* Of course not... Allow me to explain your current situation to you.... We need someone with your "qualifications" to... complete a very important assignment for me.... You see... I need people who can be in more places than I can... As for right now... I have an opening coming up in the R&D department of the Defense Department...I intend to send you there...to head the research department and make sure that my agenda is achieved without failure. *James stares into the eyes of the drunk homeless man who seems to be completely confused* Now I know that you are probably wondering... How can I achieve such a task... well my friend not to worry... I have just the thing....*James stands up from his seat as his eyes begins to glow an eerie red. Tendrils begin to form around his arms and shoulders, glowing red as they flail around. James turns his hands into claws and place them on the man's shoulders. the tendrils begin to creep down the man, restricting his movements completely* Don't worry... "you" wont fail me.... because YOU wont exist anymore... HAHAHA oh don't worry...this wont hurt much... Just relax....this will be over soon....
*James turns one of his hands into a whip like construct and wraps it around the man's neck, tighting the grip and bending the man's head back, James stares into the man's wild eyes before coughing up a volitale red ooze. He then takes his free hand and turns it into a spear tip and jams it into the man's mouth, shattering his teeth and then reshapes his hand so that it holds his mouth open and spits the red ooze into the man's throat. The Man's eyes then turn red as he begins to feel a burning sensation that then causes extreme pain, his mind seems to go blank as it begins to rewrite itself, turning him into a viral drone of James. The Drone then closes his eyes and becomes another person entirely*
Drone 001: I am ready to follow your instructions sir.... I know my mission
James: *nods* Go forth and complete your mission without failurel... oh and you have my memories so please try not to forget to at least imitate human emotions.... Now get out of here maggot!
Drone 001: Yes sir