"Idiots!" yells the invisible figure to the small group of anti-heroes in the room, after smashing something breakable to the floor.
"What were we supposed to do?" asks one.
"Yeah, we were told we would be fighting people that never actually showed up," replies another. "They didn't come for their own family member, like you thought."
"If anything, it's your fault for not anticipating- *hurk*." The figure twitches, seemingly held by the neck, and is unable to finish his sentence.
"We had an agreement, I do something for you, and you do something for me, isn't that right?"
"Put him down," says a familiar voice, as a man in a sergeant's uniform steps into the room. He's wearing glasses, which he's never done before, and he seems to look directly where an invisible person would have be to hold the man up like that. "Technically, you haven't been able to do what you promised them, that's why you need these four, to continue the experiment."
"Three. Those three. How many times do I have to tell you, Clayton dies. Anyway, what does that have to do with it?"
"If you had done what you promised them, maybe they could have won in the first place, no matter which opponent they had."
"If I could do that, I wouldn't have needed to send them out, the experiment would be over!" The guy goes flying as though thrown, and looks around, massaging his neck. "Wait, you're saying this is my fault?"
"I'm saying that even you can't think of anything. Okay, they got their families back, but you can think of something else to trap them."
"Do you know how much effort I put into making all those traps in the first place? It took me weeks! I want them captured! And I want that cyborg dead for nearly killing me!"
"You're a lot more concerned about this then you- don't tell me you actually did what you said, gave them this location?"
"I had to be certain they would rescue all four, so I had four chances to catch them," the figure says. "If they had just gone after one and found the information to be bogus, they might not have went after the others."
"I think you've been away from family too long, it wouldn't have mattered even if you gave them nothing, the four would have gone after their family members regardless."
There's a pause.
"Yes, I suppose they would have."
"Come here," he says, holding out his hands. The others watch as he seems to take someone's hands in his own. "We'll just have to leave this place for awhile, I don't think I can stop them from coming here at this point. In fact they'll probably insist on a full SWAT team, given what they've seen you do before this."
"No," says the other person stubbornly. "I won't leave this place, it's been my home for too long."
"Do you think you can take them? There's something about this group that's different, almost like the Narrator has taken a special interest in them."
"Don't talk religion to me, the Narrator is just a story."
"Whatever you say. How long do you think you have?"
"It'll take them awhile to break the encryption, I used a different cipher for each piece, so they'll have to put it together."
"So you can beef up your defenses here, and I'll let you know what kind of team they want so you can plan for it. Maybe it's better this way, you can capture them here and don't need to worry about transporting them. It's your home turf, after all, where better to take them down?"
His arms wrap around something. "Where would I be without your steady nerves?"
He seems to put his hand on an invisible chin. "Years behind in your research and without any military contacts at all."
"Hum, I guess you're right. Might as well keep you around then."
The two figures lean in for a kiss, and the others wonder if they're distracted enough to slip away. Watching someone kiss an invisible person is a little weird, especially as they can't tell if it's a man or a woman this guy in uniform is... oh my...