011: One of our own
After all the shit Ellis and Nick had pulled off to save David from their fate, it seemed the world (and a certain geneticist) would eventually catch up...the kid cried blood tears for God's sake! Never mind he had to drink two bottles of Jack Daniels to knock him out to properly observe him. It was diluted but both Death and Conquest subconsciously could smell it: the Rhamnusia strain. "El, we couldn't find him remember? Don't start beating yourself with that," Nick growled, drinking the last of the booze in one foul swing. Ellis was just quiet, letting the kid sleep on his medkit... "He's jus' a kid, Nick...'member all th' shit we went through?" He could feel the animorph shift on his lap. Being Legion was not a fraternity anyone should ever join but he and the conman should initiate the new unofficial member anyways.
"C'mon kid, wake up."
"C'mon kid, wake up."