Title: The Janitors
Prologue:
A plot is stirring. The darkness rising. Soon, the world will be cleansed. The lives of millions of mutants throughout the earth lie in the decisions of a few. Decisions influenced by money, hatred, love and revenge...
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Justin walked anxiously down a dark hall, toward a faint blue glow at the end. Now the plan was finalized, everything in place. All that was missing was the ignition.
He pulled out his diary and a green pen. It was black, in the top corner was the date: 2004. He had labeled it as Justin Shrub, The Secretary. He flipped through the pages of unruly sketches, brainstorms and mind-maps, extracting sense where there appeared to be none, until he found the list he was searching for.
Let's see, everything is green for go. Only one more thing, to let the fireworks begin
He checked an objective: the only objective on the page that had not been checked: Initiate the Plan. Justin put away his journal. He chuckled.
Well Justin, here you are. Working for The Commander with his rough, whispery voice and a hatred for mutants so potent he'd die killing the last one and himself than risk letting him live. Now you're going to deliver the message to end mutants once and for all. He's mad... and rich; you've hit the jackpot this time my boy.
"Proud of me now, Dad?" He said quietly while looking upwards.
The glow had dissipated, now becoming a more defined scene; a room with computers and scientists in every chair. Justin stood on a platform stretching from one side of the room to the other: a bridge. Below him, men and women in white lab coats and jeans scurried around and typed into their computers. One or two jokers sat drinking coffee and chatting.
Justin took a deep breath.
"Halt!" he began, and every face turned to him. "I have a message from the Commander. I hope you've been doing your work," this statement was directed at the loafers, "because it's time..."
There was a nervous silence, then cheers erupted through the hall. Struggling to be audible above the cheers Justin said, "Let the Genocide begin!"
