Electricity and Omelettes

Here I am, back at Primatech. But this time I don't have health benefits.

I had been curious about what they would do to me. I know from experience that anyone who is even slightly a traitor is immediately executed. But they need me. Why? I don't remember anything. I don't even remember my first name!

Thompson came into my cell. He looked delighted, as usual.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked.

"It's like my father always said," Thompson began, "You can't make an omelette without busting some head. I always hated when he cooked breakfast."

"Well, I am hungry," I said.

"Tell you what. I'll flip a coin. Heads, we torture you. Tails, we feed you."

"Oh, I hope it's tails."

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a nice, shiny coin. The suspense was killing me. I'd prefer eating to being tortured. My fate lies on the flip.

And there it was. The coin flew up into the air and came back down, landing in front of Thompson on the floor.

"Yay!" I yelled.

"That's heads," Thompson said with a smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"How can you tell?"

"Because it has a head of a dragon on it as opposed to a tail."

"Oh, that's a nice observation."

Thompson walked to the doorway of my cell and glanced down the hall. He turned back to me and said, "You're familiar with Raiden, right?"

"Yes." I had a little experience with him. Thompson actually brought him in. Usually he's just a desk guy, but he wanted this assignment for himself. The Haitian and I hung around for support, but they didn't let us in on much. I just knew he had some kind of electricity power.

Then he walked in the room. I braced myself for a karate beating, but rather than strike me down, he spoke.

"Behold, mortal, it is I, the Thunder God Raiden."

"God?"

"Well, evolved human. Technically I'm mortal too, but I'd be tough to kill what with all the electricity I command and all."

"Oh, I see. So are you going to make me breakfast?"

"Silence! I want to know where Claire is."

I didn't speak.

"Tell me now!"

Still, I remained silent.

"Guess we'll have to do this the hard way."

"You'll never find her!" I yelled.

Raiden looked frustrated. His hands started to glow white with power. He Force Lighteninged me.

Luckily, my rims managed to draw the current. They were indestructible.

Raiden relaxed his electric assault and did some karate moves. Then, he let out another strike.

But my glasses still absorbed it all.



Raiden finally grew tired and nearly came close to crying. He walked away. I said in a deep voice, "Bennet Wins!" He turned around and pointed an electrified finger at me.

"You won't always have your glasses," he said. "And when you let your guard down, I'll be there."

He suddenly vanished in an electric whirlwind.

"I guess we'll have to try plan B," Thompson said and closed the door.

I'm hoping plan B is the omelette. But I'm somewhat worried it may not be.