[House]
"Obadia how's Tony?" "The Ten Rings are asking for more to actually kill him." "You should have told them who they were killing." "I don't care if they aren't going to kill him he is out of my way." "Obadia I didn't call you to hear your woes. Now why did I hear Tony bragging about how he was going to bring Stark Industries into the power armour business, while gambling in my casino?" "House look, Tkny was drunk and bragging. I know about the deal your father stuck with Howard and we have both strived to maintain that deal. We don't touch the power armour business and you dont touch the missile business. Tony was drunk and bragging he ment nothing and now he is gone you don't need to worry." "Delete the files Obadia." "Ok ok. I'm deleting them now I'll send someone over to delete any copies from Tony's private server. I don't need to be a part of a corporate war." "Good."
I place the phone down and lean back in my arm chair. I snap my fingers and the synth manning the bar prepares me anouther scotch. I talk a long draw on my cigar and a sip before looking over at the screen on my wall.
"Magnolia an update on Investment 6 please." "Coming right up Robert. Mr Reeds has almost finished his ship and is organising with Vault 7 about launching it to intercept the cosmic storm." "Then its time to give him the FEV. Please schedule a meeting with him for next month." "Of course Robert. By the way Doom is reporting that his campaign in Latvia is close to completion." "Deploy the Horrigan project to aid him. I want the handlers prepared to contain him as soon as he begins to spiral. On the topic of the Horrigan project how close is Investment 3 to bearing fruit?" "I'll send that over as soon as possible. Investment 3 appears to be getting close. They are unaware of our true purposes and believe we are interested in the assassins." "Good good. I want security unit 6 sent to Afghanistan and stationed to retrieve our person of interest." "Ok Robert anything else?" "No."
I settle myself and take another draw on my cigar. I close my eyes and lean back.
(Charles Xavier)
Logan grabs my wheelchair from the boot and erects it besides the taxi. I climb in and begin rolling myself down the pavement until we arrive outside the Lucky 38. I roll up the ramp and arrive in front of the door guards. There are 5 of them all Protectrons with a Police Officer image on their screens.
"Hello my name is Professor Xavia I would like entry." "Tonights quiz night no entry without prior booking. Have you booked a slot?" "No. I wish to speak to Mr House." "No booking no entry."
I am just contemplating how to gain entry.
"The house has granted you entry."
It rolls to the side and as we enter another protectron rolls over. It has the image of a Bellhop on its screen.
"Follow me Sir."
We follow it as it rolls over to a lift where a human bellhop bows as we enter and clicks the button for the top floor. We ride the lift in silence and finally the lift arrives at the top floor and opens onto a corridor. The bellhop bows us out. We slowly move down the corridor until we reach a door which opens automatically. The room on the otherside is dim and looks like its straight out of the 1950s. As we enter I can see the back of Houses head resting on the back of a velvet armchair.
"Mr Xavier, why are you here?" "Its Professor Xavier and I wish to talk about Raven."
House blows smoke into the air.
"Go on." "We both know Raven wasn't there to assassinate anyone. So stop this ridiculous charade." "She might not have been there to assassinate anyone but she is a known member of a terrorist organisation and has taken part in a multitude of terrorist activitys earnings her a sentence if prosecuted for all of them that would far exceed the sentence that your boyfriend currently possesses." "Mr House look we all know you are the same Mr House who put him in that prison. So please help out your fellow mutants and" "You are aware that not everyone is a mutant aren't you. I am no mutant and neither was my father. And if you have forgotten Magnito was broken out of his first prison by unknown agents, a prison he was incarcerated in due to participating in the assassination of JFK, once broken out he proceeded to attempt to assassinate Nixon and was only prevented by the intervention of several SM-Class Super Soldiers and yourself." "He was innocent of the assassination of JFK." "It matters not. He is where he belongs, Incarcerated until his death in the plastic prison never to be free as per the ruling of the supreme Court. As will you friend Mystique who will also spend her days in the Plastic prison. Now if uou would leave I really don't care for your company."
I know House I have delt with him for years even if he insisted that he is the son of the House I know him and he is exactly the same as his 'father'. I begin to focus on his mind. As always his mind is well defended but if I can just. The clang of metal jerks me out of the mind scape. Logan has his claws out and is fighting a man in a black Fallout Industrys Internal Security uniform complete with a black fullface gas mask. Logans claws are currently in a stalemate against the mans right arm. The man drives his other fist straight into Logans stomach and grabs his left hand crushing it in the process. He leaps back as logan swipes at him and pulls out a pistol firing several shots into logand chest before rushing forward and grabbing logan by the throat, lifting him up and slamming him into the ground. Logan slams his claws into the mans chest but even as blood drips from the wound the man raises a fist and starts to slam it into logans head over and over again until Logan goes limp. The man then drags logan over to a window which opens and tosses him out of it. The man then walks over to me and grabs me by the throat.
"Mr Xavier it is rude to enter another persons head without permission. And just stupid to do so to a man like me. Please escort him off the premises would you Mr Barnes." "Of course Sir." "Oh and Mr Barnes." "Yes sir?"
Mr House tosses something to Mr Barnes whk catches it and stabs it into his chest. The wounds in his chest rapidly heal. And he slots the kneedle labled 'Stimpack' into his belt.
"Thank you sir. Anything else." "Take some payed vacation you haven't had any since we hired you." "Well sir I" "Thats an order Mr Barnes." Yes sir."
Mr Barnes drops me back into my wheelchair places a pistol against the back of my head and gestures forward. I can see through the holes in his sleeve a that his right arm is metal. He leads me to the lift and we decend to the ground floor where he forces me outside. I can see a car is waiting with a healed logan sat in the back seat. As I get in and Mr Barnes places my wheelchair in the boot I look at logan.
"You ok." "No. I think one of those cunts injected me with Oscorps new serum after I healed and tased me till I blacked out." "We will need to be careful next time." "Prof your a good friend but you are horribly nieve. There wont be a next time. The guys a dick but he made a good point. It doesn't matter that we know Magnito is innocent or that Mystique is not a bad person. Legally they are both terrorists and just because house owns the plastic Prison doesn't mean shit." "I suppose you are right logan. Lets go home."
[Robert Edwin House]
"Robert you have a new message." "What is it Magnolia?" "Dr Norington has messaged to say. We've found it!" "Get me a flight to Vault 001immediately and send a Vertibird to the Prydwen immediately." "Right away Robert."
[Dr Peter Norington]
It has been alot of work and many synths lost to the Icy depths but now I have found it. The Tesseract. Knowing Mr House he sent me up here for this exact reason. Testing how fallout Industries equipment reacts to cold environments, what a load of bullocks. That research could have been done anywhere. I know for a fact that we have at least 3 vaults in the polar sphere. No this is what House is after the Tesseract and knowing him, heel give me a fat bonus for this along with the right to research it first. My pipboy beeps at me, I reach over and see that I have an email from Eden. Mr House has ordered for me to be resigned to Vault Prime effective immediately. Seems I was right. I quickly pack up my stuff, the next bi copter to vault 34 leaves in half an hour and the next isn't for a month, and rush out to the racks. The racks extend half the width of the Prydwen and hold Fallout Industrys Bi copters which are the only way to access the Prydwen when its not docked at Vault 34. I rush down the central scaffold until I hear a shout.
"Oh Dr over here. You get the premium service."
I look over to see a rough looking man standing next to a bi copter designed I dont recognise. I climb in and the man comes over and straps me in before climbing into the front and strapping himself in. He starts the engines and the entire thing jerks as the arm holding the bi copter decends and then a moment of free fall as we are released.
It has been 3 hours since I arrived at Vault Prime and House is arriving in 10 minutes. I am escorted by 6 Gen 2.7 Synths as we step out of the lift onto the runway. Vault Prime is hidden underground Im not sure how deep or how wide but I know that at least 2 floors have an internal tram system. The surface appears to be a old military base and alot of effort is invested to maintain that appearance. Even the security units are dressed to look like military personnel. I'm not sure why we are meeting him on the surface there is an entire hanger system underneath the runway. As I stare out into the bright blue sky I see it a black dot slowly approaching getting bigger each second. The plane banks and comes into land finally coming to a stop in front of us. 2 gen 2.3 synths rush over pushing a staircase to the door of the plane which opens. Several gen 2.8 synths rush out and array themselves arount the bottom of the staircase. Finally House decends, he is not dressed for the desert what with the long sleeve shirt and the velvet gloves but at least his jacket is being carried by one of the synths. He slowly walks down the stairs observing me closely followed by Mrs Farbank. Finally he stands infront of me. He is shorter than I expected standing eye to eye with me.
"So Dr Norington. You have found the Tesseract?" "Yes sir."
I gesture awkwardly and one of the synths steps forward and opens a briefcase holding it up for Mr House to see. Resting in the perfectly cut foam is a blue cube that hums with power. House grips the middle finger of his left glove and pulls removing it and hands the glove to a synth. I can't help but notice that his hand is skeletal and grey with a burned appearance. I am just wondering what has happened to it when I notice Mrs Farbank observing me and snap my eyes to the Tesseract. House pulls it from the foam and examines it. Its blue glow forming halos in his eyes.
"Beutiful isn't it. I see why he was so obsessed with it." "Who Sir?" "Schmidt"
I open my mouth to ask what he means but Mrs Farbank clicks her toung at me and I hold my tongue. This must be one of those odd things Mr House says that noone is meant to acknowledge. House places it back in the briefcase and holds out his hand. I gingerly shake it surprised at how soft his skin is considering how it looks.
"Well Dr Norington you can expect a large bonus and we will be providing you with a team and labs in the appalachia. Don't ask where you know the rules." "Yes sir, and thank you for this opportunity." "You are most welcome now get your paper on the Tesseract written and we can consider getting you a substantial raise."
He smiles at me.
"I do love it when my investments pay off."
He shakes my hand again before walking past me into the lift and pulling out a token which he flips in the air, the doors close and the lift decends. I look at Mrs Farbank.
"How much should I forget I witnessed." "Ah so your a smart one. Anything about people he shouldn't know and the token. If you can do that well you won't find yourself facing legal troubles for a few years."
I nod. Not much I can do, everyone has their theory's about Mr House but the general consensus is that their isn't a Robert House Jn and he is the same one who supplied weapons to the military during WW2 and took part in Project Rebirth.