Torrent Breach Alternate Ending "V"

Teddy had stayed in his home, slept with his daughter, and destroyed his life work.  There was no doubt in Matthew Wilson’s mind that he was going to kill the treasonous bastard, wanting nothing more than for the college boy to suffer for his actions.  Teddy had plagued his life for long enough.  It was time for Wilson to put an end to these childish games.

Upon returning to the destroyed Vezket headquarters and inspecting the destruction, Wilson had changed clothes.  He had quickly slipped into a suit and cape, similar to all of his iconic outfits, but this one was equipped with thousands of tiny cameras and screens that would give him the appearance of being invisible.  This particular suit was the prototype for Teddy’s wingsuit, but with a few additional modifications.  Razor-sharp microscopic blades lined the edges of Wilson’s cape, capable of seriously gashing his opponent.  Wilson’s suit also had the capability to project holographic images of himself, creating a computerized duplicate.

In almost no time at all, Wilson pulled his limited edition Vezet luxury vehicle in front of the shopping superstore.  Graciously, he stepped outside, letting the blank screens along his suit reflect the setting sun.  Effortlessly, Wilson passed through the automatic sliding doors, squeezing his tie's Windsor knot, activating that suit's camouflage technology.  Instantly, the wealthy tech mogul vanished, disappearing into thin air.

Wandering around the store, Teddy was waiting for his opponent to arrive, perusing the snack aisle.  He periodically glanced toward the superstore's front entrance, but he never saw Matthew Wilson enter the building.  Teddy began to wonder if the tracker had been defective, or maybe Wilson was busy preparing a new batch of Torrent Breach microchips.  Whatever the case may be, Teddy had seriously begun second-guessing his choice to flee the Vezket headquarters.

Teddy's thoughts continued to aimlessly drift, shifting his attention away from the front entrance.  Suddenly, Teddy's wandering thoughts were interrupted by a ferocious punch to his head, knocking him swiftly to the ground.  Momentarily confused, Silver's adopted son was left searching for a threat that didn't visually exist.  He never saw the sole of Wilson's shoe bash itself against his nose, creating a waterfall of blood that poured down his face.  Teddy let out a painful yelp as blood continued to pour onto his lap, now realizing that Wilson was donning an invisible suit.

Despite knowing Wilson’s tactics, they were easier to identify than fight against.  Teddy was just starting to scrape himself up from the ground when he felt two powerful hands grab onto the back of his shirt.  Forcefully, the invisible man lifted Teddy to his feet, ramming his head against a cardboard display of peanut butter crackers, mangling several boxes.

Getting his head around much quicker now, Teddy turned to find Wilson, seeing a glitching figure slowly moving towards him.  With a coy smile on his face underneath the crimson blood that stained his lips, Teddy charged, readying himself to fight against the tech mogul.  Winding up with a lethal left hook, Teddy brought his closed fist forwards, aiming it at the figure’s midsection.  Suddenly, Teddy’s fist passed through the shallow figure, crashing him into the metal shelves as his heart sank into his chest.  Somehow, Wilson had projected an image to divert Teddy’s attention away from him, and worst of all, it worked.

Teddy caught himself against the shelf but was helpless when Wilson grabbed a handful of his skull, bashing his head aggressively against the metal ledge.  The shelf instantly drew blood upon impact, leaving an ugly gash across the boy's forehead.  Gradually, Teddy began to develop a searing headache that made his stomach queasy.

Giving his opponent no time to recover, Wilson threw the boy to the ground, slapping his arms against the dusty fake tile flooring.  With Teddy on the ground, Wilson grabbed the side of his cape, draping it around his shoulder and scraping Teddy’s flesh.  Efficiently, the microscopic blade along Wilson’s cape cut his opponent's chest, slicing right through Teddy's shirt and drawing blood across his pectoral muscle.  The finite laceration along his midsection was incredibly painful, making it almost impossible for Teddy to move without strenuous discomfort.

Coughing up mucus mixed with blood, Teddy held his hand up, trying to decipher the pain from his pre-existing injuries apart from his new ones.  It was impossible to watch the boy speak without being memorized by the blood covering every single one of his teeth, “Hold on, Mr. Wilson…  You win…”

Suddenly, Teddy felt a hand grab his outstretched wrist, partially hoisting his body in the air.  Although he was unable to see it, he felt Wilson’s face inch closer to his.  The wealthy businessman’s voice was a delighted hiss, enjoying his imminent victory, “Of course, I win, Teddy.  Surely you didn’t think that I could be defeated by the likes of you.”

“Eh,” Teddy shrugged, somehow regaining some of his annoying personality, “I kind of did.”

Sneering, Wilson dropped the boy back onto the ground, letting his nose continue to drip blood down his face.  Squeezing the knot of his tie, Wilson deactivated the lenses and cameras along his suit, letting the black screens shimmer under the overhead lighting.  With a fiery twinkle in his hazel eyes, Wilson shuddered, “I want you to see my face when I kill you.”

The Vezket owner was just about to put the finishing touches on Teddy’s life when suddenly, a set of high heels began clacking down the corridor.  Out of breath, Natalie turned down the aisle, holding her arms out, “Daddy, wait!”

Like her words had a trance over the two men, both Teddy and Wilson immediately drew their attention to Natalie.  Confused, Wilson slowly opened his mouth, unable to believe that his own daughter was delaying his inevitable victory, “Gumdrop, I thought I told you to stay home.”

Ignoring her father’s words, Natalie continued to catch her breath, the pink scarf draped over her shoulder, waving in the open air with each breath she took, “We can fix him.”

Wilson looked from his daughter to the waste of flesh bleeding out on the ground.  Teddy had ruined everything, yet Natalie was begging for his mercy.

The boy's otherworldly luck was baffling.  Thoughtfully, Wilson scratched his chin, “After all he’s done, you think I should spare him?”

“He cares for me, daddy,” Natalie pleaded, slowly walking down the aisle so that she could place her hands along Wilson’s shoulder, “Think about it.  All of his talents and abilities would be at your disposal.  Teddy could become Vezket’s true secret weapon.”

Looking down at the boy once again, Wilson deviously smiled, “Very well,” He muttered before knocking Teddy unconscious with a flat right foot to the face, “Let’s do this your way.”

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Teddy didn’t remember much of the next few hours.  The only image repeatedly playing in his head was a series of black letters and numbers over a white background, but that meant nothing to him.  However, despite having no recollection of why he kept on seeing this strange image, Teddy could memorize the order perfectly.  It was like it had imprinted itself upon his brain.

Rubbing his eyes, Teddy’s mind had been active for what felt like hours, but he hadn’t been awake.  Slowly regaining a sense of his environment, Teddy found himself in the guest bedroom at Vezket's headquarters, surrounded by Wilson and Natalie.  The two family members were staring at him, watching his every move.

Apprehensively sitting up in the bed, Teddy sniffled.  There were large plaster casts lodged in his nostrils, “Can I help you?”

“You already have,” Wilson delightfully smiled, seemingly studying Teddy's behavior, “How do you feel?”

Teddy felt fine, which was an improvement over how he had felt before everything went blank.  The pain he had been suffering from was gone, leaving him to wonder how long he had been unconscious.  Scratching his head, Teddy responded, “Better, thanks.  What happened to me?”

Natalie sat down on the bed next to Teddy, running her hand through his finite hair, “We made you better, baby.  Together, we’re going to save the world.”

Teddy’s mind was blank, accepting every word that Natalie spoke.  It was impossible for him to form his own thoughts, simply accepting the words that Wilson and his daughter spoke.  Although he was incapable of realizing it himself, Teddy had become everything he was fighting against.

Turning away from Silver's adopted son, Wilson straightened his tie.  There was an unusual calmness to his voice, “Come now, Teddy.  Get up.  There is work to be done.”

Following Wilson’s every word, Teddy rose to his feet, trailing behind the Vezket founder without a single thought passing through his head.  The three of them entered an operating room that Teddy was somehow familiar with, despite having no recollection of ever being inside.  He felt strange, yet completely normal at the same time.

“Take a seat, babe,” Natalie calmly said, brushing her hand along his back shoulder.

Cooperatively, Teddy was seated, eyeing the high-tech operating equipment that surrounded him.  He swallowed, “What are we doing?”

Wilson stepped behind a control panel, filled with anticipation.  The smile on his face was unfamiliar to the brainless young man, “When you wake up, Teddy, you will have transcended the limits of humanity.”

A series of Vezket robots strapped Teddy down to the operating chair, holding him completely still.  Despite his curiosity, Teddy's words were emotionless, “You’re going to turn me into a robot?”

“Oh no, my dear boy, I have much greater plans for you.” Wilson chuckled, powering on the operating room's advanced machinery, “In only a matter of moments, you will become the world’s first-ever human cyborg.”

Related Characters: Teddy Silver / Matthew Wilson / Natalie Wilson