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Doctor Stone was an odity in the government facility he worked in.
He was charming, cheerful, and always open to have a conversation and cheer the agents up.
Barely anyone knew why he worked there. However, just taking a look at his investigations and findings made everything make sense.
He was specialised in human emotions. How they worked, where they came from, and most importantly for his superiors, how to control and change them.
The doctor just wanted to find out where happiness came from, and if every single human could be able to be happy, no matter who, no matter what. However, some of his findings, like a truth serum, worked really well for torture interrogations, which made him a valuable scientist.
Stone lately had been very busy with paperwork, finding little time to work on his investigations. That's when he decided to ask for an agent to work for him, and at the same time, have that certain company to experiment with them.
“Sure, you can go right now and take a look around the agent's floor”, said one of the commanders in charge of the facility.
He quickly made his way to the third floor of the building, smiling, thinking about what kind of agent would work best for his investigation.
In the rather large break room, different ranked agents drinked coffee and talked to one another.
However, in the darkest corner of the room, a single agent sitted down next to a low table, reading a book.
He never made eye contact with anyone, never talked to anyone, and only followed orders. His kill count was off the roof, being known for being cold and relentless.
He was a complete mystery to everyone, except for some of the higher ups.
Making his way through the door, doctor Stone began to saludate different agents who where chatting calmly. “Good day, could I talk to you all for a moment?”, asked Stone.
Everyone lighted up and runned up to the doctor.
Everyone except one.
“So, are you finally looking for a personal agent, doctor?”, someone asked.
The doctor nodded. Everyone started to beg to get picked.
“Wait, please! I'd like to get to know you all a little bit first!”, he said, trying to keep everyone from ripping his lab bat.
“Please step back, and let everyone have space, so I can see them. I'm looking for someone special”, Stone explained, and everyone quickly got in a line.
Everyone, except one. The same, lonely guy, still sitting in the back, reading.
Obviously, he caught the attention of the doctor. He pulled one of the agents closer, to be able to talk without being heard by the guy in the back.
“Hey, could you tell me who that is?”, the doctor asked, sligtly pointing at the agent in the background.
The agent looked a little surprised. “Him? I don't remember his name... He usually works on solo missions, and I've never seen him talk to anyone. He's usually there, drinking coffee or reading”, the agent explained.
Stone, curious, decided to approach him.
Standing in front of the man, he sligtly coughed, trying to catch his attention.
All the other agents where looking at them now, making the agent uncomfortable.
“Hi!”, exclaimed Stone, seeing that he did not move an inch. “My name's Stone, I work here. I was looking for an agent to help me out with some stuff, and I was wondering if we could talk a little, maybe get to know each other, kinda like an interview. What do you think?”.
The agent flipped a page.
Still not looking at Stone.
Seeing that this was taking him nowhere, the doctor slightly turned around to see everyone looking confused. Stone couldn't understand the way they looked at them, and thought that he certainly was on to something.
Slightly tapping his book, Stone lowered a bit so he could be in eye sight of the agent. With a little smile, he said “I think it would be a good idea to take this interview somewhere else... Why don't you come to my laboratory?”.
Suddently, the agent closed the book, standing from the chair, now finally looking down at Stone.
He look scary, and pretty unsetteling.
The doctor got up again, realising that the agent was taller than him. The moment he made eye contact with him, the agent looked slightly to the left, just enough to break the contact.
“Alrighty then, shall we go?”, asked Stone, starting to theories about the agent in his mind. Leaving the book behind, the agent started to make his way out of the room, everyone getting away from his path, with the doctor following closely.
The walk back to the lab was certainly strange. Everyone looked at them, it didn't matter who it was. The doctor thought it probably was because they made an odd couple.
Once they arrived, the doctor opened the door.
The place certainly didn't feel like most other laboratories in the facility, having little notes, images, and plants everywhere.
There wasn't a lot of technology eather, just a little set-up at the workbench in the back of the room with a computer and some analysing machines.
“Please take a sit”, he told the agent, while pointing at a large desk in the middle of the room.
“So...”, Stone began, taking a sit in front of the agent. “First things first, what's your name?”.
The agent hesitated slightly, looking down to his hands. “Ivo Robotnik, sir”, he said.
“That certainly is a unique name”, the doctor answered, now holding his chin on his hands. “Tell me a bit about you. How did you end up here, working on this facility?”.
The agent hesitated again. “Confidential”, he answered.
That took Stone by surprise.
Excusing himself, he quickly made his way to his computer, and introducing “Robotnik” in the government database. His screen flashed, and then showed a text that read “Not avalible”. That certainly was strange, but decided to let it be.
Running back to the agent, he setteled back in his chair again
“I guess you're right... So, what are you specialised in, Ivo?”, he asked.
“Please don't call me Ivo ever again”, the agent asked coldly. “And my speciallity is killing”, answered just as coldly.
The doctor's hands started to sweat slightly. “I-I see...”, he said, nervously swallowing.
He started to wonder if he actually got in contact with a psychopath. “I was just wondering if you'd like to work for me for a while, take care of paperwork, maybe help me out with some experiments, but maybe you-...”
“Sure”, Robotnik answered, still looking down. That, again, took Stone by surprise.
“Wait, really?”, he asked. “I thought that you enjoyed, you know... Something more active”.
“Being good at something doesn't have to mean you like it”, the agent replied.
The doctor straightened in his chair. “Then, that would be a yes for your part, right?”, he exclaimed, with a shiny smile in his face.
The agent simply nodded.
Standing, doctor Stone stretched his hand out.
“It's a pleasure to count you in! Thank you very much!”.
Robotnik slowly stood up, and after a few moments, took the doctor's hand. Stone energetically shaked it, which caught the agent off guard. “This is gonna be fun!”, finished the doctor, as he started walking towards his workbench, in order to get everything ready.