CHAPTER 13 - HURRICANE

“Otto, how soon until the new pod is ready?” The shadow man asked in his regular deep disguised voice as he was growing most impatient.

“It should be ready in a week’s time since it wasn’t completely destroyed, and I can get started on it now that I’m finished with this.” Otto replied.

“And what is that exactly?” the shadow man asked.

“An old project I’ve been tinkering with, I initially designed it as a protective covering for an arm, but I spent the entire day modifying it into a prosthetic arm that responds to my brain waves to replace my missing arm.” Otto explained as he was putting on the cybernetic arm.

“Great, now that that’s taken care of, I’ll get to work on the pod immediately, don’t worry sir.” Otto reassured him.

“You better not disappoint me again.” he said as he walked away from Otto.

ONE WEEK LATER

“Work, please work.” Otto pleaded with the finished pod not wanting to incur his boss’ wrath.