Loaded into a convoy of vans, the henchmen sped towards the labs. The streets were surprisingly empty, and not an officer was to be found. The tires came to a screeching halt alongside the curb, allowing the men to unload and get to work. The glass front doors of the complex were not hard to get past; using a rocket launcher to shatter them may have been a bit of overkill. The men flooded in, greeting security with a bloody spray of bullets. Their secret weapon, Variant, however, did not partake. His mission was to find the Project while the guards were kept busy. 

The man slunk away from the chaotic scene as alarms began to blare. He slithered down the halls, washed in red lights. About a week ago, his boss had stolen blueprints of the lab. All he needed to do was follow the map and he'd find his treasure. 

The device on his head glowed a soft blue as he worked his way down into the underbelly of the lab. There, in the lower levels, he found it. Two metal pods, shiny and clean, stood erect in the middle of a darkened room. The words "Project: TANDEM" was spray painted on the outside of both. The man picked up his communicator, about to alert the other goons about his find.