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Deus Ex Human Revolution: Trust is Hard	By : furbert Category: +A through F > Deus Ex Views: 3736 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

He had promised to fix things. But as they crept along the darkened streets, Li started to wonder what exactly that meant, and just how much she should trust her companion. He was obviously heavily augmented; she wasn't hefty by any means, but he had supported her full weight on one arm for ages as if she was nothing. And she didn't want to think about how easily he had slammed the two soldiers' heads together, but her brain helpfully replayed the sickening crunch of skull against skull for her regardless.

The Party had their own agenda as far as banning augmentation was concerned, that much was pretty obvious to everyone. But the sheer number of horror stories they released about it eventually managed to wear most people down into a state of confused, terrified compliance. The whole situation stank, and Li hated being kept in the dark over such a globally important subject. However, the government did green-light certain bits of information for public consumption. They had streamed a broadcast of a woman who had synthetic legs screaming in agony in the final stages of rejection syndrome, along with statistics on the high cost, low availability and addictiveness of the drug needed to combat rejection. The picture they painted gave the impression that augmented people would eventually end up either stealing to feed their addiction, or begging on the streets close to death.

Nobody protested against the ban anymore; or at least nobody got to hear about it. The statistics were probably fiddled to fit the government's purpose, but after seeing that poor woman screaming in pain Li couldn't blame anyone for not questioning the content of the broadcast. And it did make her wary of why anyone would actually choose to risk such a fate for themselves.

She wasn't exactly a people person anyway. So Li was going to find it very hard to trust an augmented foreigner who had entered the country illegally and managed to pretty much destroy her life in the space of a single night. Why should she obediently trot along beside him when he hadn't even told her where they were going? After he basically assaulted her in the murky depths of Wham Bam Alley. It had saved them, but it didn't stop her from being ashamed. Slowing to a stop, Li waited for the man to turn and look at her before she spoke.

"Look," she snapped, embarrassment fuelling the sting in her voice. Her skin was tingling as she thought about what had happened in the alley, and she was mortified as she wondered if he could tell why she was flustered. "How much longer are you going to drag me up and down the city? You said you were going to fix things; how is this going to help?"

He cocked his head to one side and folded his arms as Li spoke. The sleeve of his heavy coat slid part way up his forearm, and Li was shocked to see that his arms were composed of more metal, as well as another material that looked like it was woven. Her surprised reaction embarrassed her further. What else had she expected? That his metal hands ended at human wrists, like a pair of mechanical gloves? She noticed his mouth twitch and the skin around his eyes crinkle; he was amused by her anger.

"There's a couple of things I need to do," he replied, his voice still as husky as she remembered. One thing she had not noticed before though was his American accent, and Li's heart raced in panic. Of all of the augmented people who could have possibly fallen from the sky to ruin her life, it had to be someone from the UK's newest and worst arch enemy.

"What?" Li whispered, voice fading into a croak as she realised he expected her to go along with his plans. "And I have to come with you?" He did not reply, but his meaning was clear enough. "I – " she stammered, folding her arms across her body and hugging herself against the cold. "You – you can't expect me to have to do that! Don't you understand what they'll do to me? My housemate looked up Tai Yong Medical's website for a dare a couple of months ago. She left for work the next day and never arrived at her desk. Nobody has seen her since!"

The man looked unfazed. "Must suck for the rent," he said, and she snorted in anger.

"Don't you get what I'm saying?" she seethed, invading his personal space as she stepped forward in her anger to prod at his chest. "People disappear for typing three words into Google. What do you think they'll do to me when they find out I helped you escape? When they count up how many bodies you have left behind? And you think this is bloody funny? Are you sure they read the instruction manual correctly when they were assembling you?"

Li gasped as the man also stepped closer to her, grabbing the hair at the back of her head and wrenching her upwards so that she had to stare at her own reflection in his dark glasses. His breath fanned her face and his other hand slid down to her waist and held her immobile as he growled down at her. "Yeah baby," he bit out. "My fucking warranty and service manual are all stamped and up to date. Do yourself a favour. Next time you feel like trying to piss me off, why don't you let off steam with someone who isn't capable of tearing every limb from your body. Do you fucking understand that?"

He was obviously furious at what she had said, and Li's body was flooded with a confusing mixture of cold fear and shameful heat as he pulled her towards him. He was a good seven inches taller than her, and from her perspective his shoulders seemed massive as she stood quaking in his shadow. She could feel his body heat radiating towards her despite his heavy coat and body armour.

"I just…" she whimpered, feeling tears stinging her eyes but not daring to lift her hand to wipe them away. "I just wish I'd never…" She didn't finish her sentence, but he seemed to understand what she meant.

"Yeah," he said, voice hard in the darkness. "Shit happens, baby. I said I'd deal with it and I will, but I have something I need to do and it has to come first. Now you can come with me while I finish my fucking job, or if not, feel free to walk away." He released her hair and body from his grip and shoved her until she stumbled backwards.

Li shivered in the cold air, hugging her body once again as she looked down at the ground, unable to meet his blank gaze any longer. She was afraid of him, and with good reason. But the thought of being left to fend for herself with half of SpecOps out for her blood was far worse. She looked back up at him, cursing herself for being so pathetic as she prayed for him to relent. He laughed at her, but there was no humour in his voice.

"Let's go," he growled, grabbing Li's wrist as he stalked onwards. "We're almost there."

The laser grid across the doorway was blocking their way in. Adam could have hacked the control, but he suspected this would trigger some kind of secondary alarm and alert his target to their presence. He hunted around the side of the building until he found a ventilation access tunnel. He expected the girl to get pissy when he motioned for her to follow him into the grimy enclosed space, but she did as she was told without a sound. After a couple of minutes of scrabbling, the shaft dropped them into a disused hallway.

The place seemed deserted, but Pritchard insisted that there was a heavy power drain coming from a room at the far eastern corner of the building. As they approached the door, Adam considered leaving the girl where she was while he dealt with the scumbag inside, but he didn't trust her enough to let her out of his sight. He swung the door open silently, and stepped into the bluish glow of masses of computer equipment. The stuff was piled high, creating precarious towers of ancient monitors stacked on top of keyboards on top of old style circuit boards. Half of the monitors were plugged in despite being too dusty and inaccessible to be able to use. Their screens were creating the glow which seemed like the only source of illumination within the room.

The mass of equipment was interfering with his tactical augs, and Adam had to rely on basic eyesight and caution as he edged them through the maze of crap. They reached a clearing in the centre of the room roughly ten metres across, where a small figure stood bent over an immaculately tidy workbench.

She looked up as Adam approached, leaving Li standing in the shadow of a tower of iMac G3s which were probably built before she was born. The biochip specialist glanced around furtively as Adam walked towards her, eyes darting into the shadows created by her deranged piles of junk. She had been working on a chip before she spotted him, and she clenched her fist tighter around the sharp metal implement in her hand.

"Quite the collection," Adam said. His voice sounded distorted by the strange acoustics of the room.

"Who sent you here, metal man?" the specialist hissed, eyes still darting around as she fidgeted. Her greasy hair was in disarray and she looked like she hadn't left the room in days. "What do you want?"

"David Sarif," Adam answered simply. "And I want information. About the hacking biochip you put inside the head of a Purity First terrorist."

The woman cackled, gesturing wildly as she focused her eyes on Adam for a moment. "An augment on a Purity First soldier?" she repeated. "That would never happen. Are you sure your Pedot cluster is functioning correctly? I could take a look at it for you – " She lunged at him, stabbing through the air with the tool poised at his head, but Adam was ready for her and twisted the metal from her hand. It dropped to the floor and rolled into the darkness. He grabbed the woman's wrists and held her still as he repeated his demands.

"Stop playing ignorant," he growled. "We traced the chip, we know you made it. We know it allowed a hacker to use the guy as a proxy to cover his own tracks. And when I caught him in the act, he made the guy shoot himself in the damned head. Did the poor bastard know that your chip would allow him to be used like a fucking marionette?"

The woman cackled again, started twitching her limbs against his grip in a grim parody of a puppet. This was going nowhere, she was obviously mentally unstable. He tried one more time to get some useful information out of her. "What's in Hengsha?"

"Hengsha?" she echoed. "Oooh, a few Harvesters, some triad gangs, a multinational augmentation company about to eat David Sarif for breakfast. You'll love it! But better hurry if you want to find your hacker, you're not the only one looking for him."

"I want to know who paid you to do it."

Suddenly she was fully lucid. "You want to know a lot of things, Adam Jensen," she said, laughing at his surprise that she knew his name. "You think I would allow you to seek me out without doing a little bit of my own digging around? Your augmentations are divine; dissecting them would keep me occupied for months."

"I'm flattered," he spat. "Really. But let's stay on fucking point here. You can either tell me what I need to know, or I can force it out of you."

"Can you?" she asked, eyes narrowing as she smiled slyly. "Tell me, Mr Jensen. What makes you think I would allow that?"

"What you 'allow' doesn't come into it," Adam growled, and she laughed. This time the deranged cackle was gone, replaced with a sinister chuckle.

"You're always a step behind, aren't you? What a shame it will be if you are damaged, but needs must I am afraid. At least let's try to minimise the bullet holes."

Adam sensed movement on the edge of the clearing, and suddenly it was obvious why the biochip specialist had so much interference generating equipment in the room. Six armoured men slid from the shadows, carrying combat rifles which they promptly aimed directly at his head. The woman shrugged from his grip and edged into the shadows.

Shit.The soldiers closed on him, obviously looking to settle their siege without having to worry about the very real danger of hitting one of their comrades with a stray bullet. Adam let them almost enter touching range before he made his move.

He grabbed the first man by the arm, drove his own fist upwards into his opponent's elbow until he heard a crunch, then slammed the edge of his forearm into his side before dealing a knockout blow to his jaw. The second man was stunned into motionlessness, so Adam whacked him on the side of the head. Both men fell to the floor in a groaning slump, and he spun around as he felt movement at his back.

Two men had decided to advance on him in unison. He leapt between them, spun around again so that he was directly behind them then punched them both in the backs of their heads. As they stood dazed, he reached down and grabbed each of their ankles and hefted upwards until they slammed back into the floor head first.

Stepping over the bodies, Adam wrenched the fifth man into a dizzying twirl, whacked his head off the side of the workbench, then threw his body straight into the final man, knocking both of them off their feet. The one opponent who was still conscious struggled to free himself from the weight of his groaning comrade as Adam stepped closer, and stamped in his face.

The room fell silent, and Adam glanced around for any further signs of danger. His tracking system was still screwed, but he couldn't see or hear any signs of movement. He stalked to the workbench and yanked a power cable from its socket, hoping it would kill the interference. It worked.

He found his girl hiding behind the iMac monolith where he had left her, eyes wide with shock and trembling in fear. The assault had only lasted about twenty seconds at most, but it probably seemed like longer to her, standing alone in the dark. There was no sign of the biochip specialist, and Adam cursed to himself.

"Hey," he whispered, sliding his arms around the girl's waist and easing her against his body. "It's okay, it's over." She slid her arms upwards and laid her palms against his chest, a shuddering sigh escaping her lips as she pressed her cheek against his shoulder. A groan came from the pile of bodies and she flinched.

"They're not dead?" she asked, surprise clear in her voice.

"They'll sleep it off," he replied, and she looked up, confused. "I don't kill people if I have a choice," he said, and she opened her mouth in a shocked "o". What did she think he was?

Adam slid the girl into his side as they made their way out of the building, and for a moment his 10mm pressed into her thigh. "Why do you even carry a gun when you can do that?" she asked, and he laughed.

"Sometimes it's fun to do shit off TV," he replied. "Like shooting a lock off a door with a single round. And I still want to blow up a car by shooting the fuel tank."

"Why bother with the door when you can probably just punch through the wall?"

"Gotta look after the paint job," he replied, showing her the contrasting colour of his knuckles. For the first time since he'd met her, a smile twitched at the corner of her lips.
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