We were tricked, I was running with his team at the time. I'd been a shadowrunner for two years, at this point, and I was already disturbed by how careless they could be.
We were hired by a Johnson for a routine extradition job, and he gave us chemical containers to put through the air vents, knocking everyone out. We did so, and used out own gas masks, enhanced by myself, to extract a little girl and give her to the Johnson. It turns out later that the 'tranq gas' was a biological weapon, and the girl was a living carrier for it. Everyone in the building that we'd exposed that night was dead before the morning.
My father was furious. Not that he'd been tricked into killing so many, but that he'd been tricked into doing it for free, and made moves to grab the girl back. I don't know why, I think he planned on killing her.
So I stood against him, and unloaded a pistol into his chest. He stood up, and I don't really remember what happened next, but I woke up in a hospital with the doctors telling me that I'd been very lucky to live, and that they'd had to harvest a lung, some spinal tissue, and massive skin grafts from my clone in order to help me live.
I've talked to him three times since then, all on purely business details.
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We were tricked, I was running with his team at the time. I'd been a shadowrunner for two years, at this point, and I was already disturbed by how careless they could be.
We were hired by a Johnson for a routine extradition job, and he gave us chemical containers to put through the air vents, knocking everyone out. We did so, and used out own gas masks, enhanced by myself, to extract a little girl and give her to the Johnson. It turns out later that the 'tranq gas' was a biological weapon, and the girl was a living carrier for it. Everyone in the building that we'd exposed that night was dead before the morning.
My father was furious. Not that he'd been tricked into killing so many, but that he'd been tricked into doing it for free, and made moves to grab the girl back. I don't know why, I think he planned on killing her.
So I stood against him, and unloaded a pistol into his chest. He stood up, and I don't really remember what happened next, but I woke up in a hospital with the doctors telling me that I'd been very lucky to live, and that they'd had to harvest a lung, some spinal tissue, and massive skin grafts from my clone in order to help me live.
I've talked to him three times since then, all on purely business details.