Final Stop

Careful to keep her balance, Subject 202 steps closer to the water. The ocean surface acts as a wavy mirror, which shatters into white foam as it hit the rocks. Corroded rocks surfaced with every loud crash of incoming waves. It’s a magnificent place, I can see why 202 wants to visit before her final mission.

“It’s pretty.” She comments, her dress dancing in the salty breeze. I watch her, the sun drilling through my suit.

“I know you guys want to get rid of me.” 202 says suddenly.

“What?” I rebut. Crap. How did she…

“Everyone knows that my ability to shapeshift is no good for this mission. You know this mission will kill me. You need me dead because I’m too dangerous to let run around. But hey, you made it too obvious. It just wasn’t like you guys to suddenly take me all these nice places. I’m a mutant but I got a brain, ok?”

I launch myself at 202, but it’s too late. The only thing I catch is the pink sundress as 202 morphs into a fish and slips away into the waves.