DMA HQ, Upstate New York
October 29, 2029
8:00pm

A multitude of files opened on Mallory's computer as she studied them in her office. Files titled "Subject Information" and "Augmentation Report" were being carefully scrutinized by the director before she heard a knock on her office door. With the tap of a key the file windows closed just as a sullen Pariah stuck half her body through the doorway. She was frustrated and it showed in her body language as she eyed the ground with a scowl. [b]"Come in, I've been meaning to speak with you"[/b], without another word Pariah entered the room and sat down in front of Mallory's desk. [b]"I see you've healed well, apart from a few scars you seem to be good as new"[/b], Mallory received no response as Pariah simply stared at her hands. She had been told that one of her hands were replaced with a cybernetic prosthetic due to her injuries. What they didn't tell her was which one and that was what angered her. Clenching her fists she caught Mallory's attention as she quickly spoke again, [b]"Is there a problem"[/b]. There was a moment of hesitation before Pariah answered, [color=fff200][b]"...Who am I?"[/b][/color]. Mallory raised a brow in confusion before answering, [b]"I told you before your name is Pariah, you are a Warden for the Department of Metahuman Affair-"[/b]

[color=fff200][b]"That's not good enough!"[/b][/color], Pariah slammed her left fist down onto the desk leaving a slight dent on the metal top. [color=fff200][i]"I guess that's the prosthetic"[/i][/color], she thought as she eyed Mallory who seemed more annoyed at the fact that she'd need a new desk rather than Pariah's outburst. [b]"If you'd calm down I'd be more than happy to tell you"[/b], Mallory stated plainly as she got out of her chair and stood by the window. Pariah followed her over and they both looked out the window into the deep green forest before them. [b]"You were-are- the best metahuman hunter in the DMA, over a hundred confirmed kills and that's not including Haven. You were trained at our facility in Nevada where you graduated at the top of your class. From there you worked alone most of the time but on occasions had to work with others. This was against your nature as your name implies but nevertheless you succeeded every time. Unfortunately you were killed on your latest assignment after being betrayed by a fellow operative and left to the insurgents.[/b]

That last sentence stuck with Pariah, she'd been betrayed and left to die. Suddenly a feeling began to grow in her, it was anger, a powerful anger which left her incapable of properly releasing it. She stood there with her hands clenched so hard you could begin to hear the prosthetics whirring under the pressure. Mallory glanced down to see Pariah's trembling hands and she placed her own on Pariah's shoulder, [b]"There'll be a time for it, right now you should head over to the training room, get yourself reacclimated"[/b]. Pariah let out a breath of frustration that could be heard as she shuddered upon exhalation. [color=fff200][b]"Who killed me?"[/b][/color], she asked as she looked out into the forest before staring Mallory dead in the eyes. [b]"There will be a time for tha-"[/b]

[color=fff200][b]"Mallory. Who was it?"[/b][/color], Pariah's eyes were cold and almost void of humanity. In truth they were, at least one was, her left eye had to be replaced as well. Mallory sighed as she reluctantly answered, [b]"John Reynolds is the name of the agent who defected. The identity of your killer is being investigated"[/b]

[color=fff200][b]"Good"[/b][/color], Pariah began to look the way she did when interrogating Jessica.

[b]"What do you mean good?"[/b], Mallory tried to halt Pariah but she was already headed for the door. 

[color=fff200][b]"I have a name, next I'll have a body"[/b][/color]

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