He only realizes a bit too late

Suddenly it all made sense to Mason. This was the frat’s doing. They had sent these two police officers who had been brainwashed just like his sister to get her back. The cop using trigger words had confirmed his suspicions. It seemed like their brainwashed personas were hiding within their normal personalities to lower suspicion or perhaps to make them more useful. Mason wasn’t sure if their real selves even knew what they were doing here.

He was left kneeling on the kitchen floor, hands cuffed tightly behind his back. He couldn’t risk fighting two gun-wielding brainwashed slaves. That would only end with his ass getting shot. His heart was racing as he tried to think of a way out of this.

Just as Mason was thinking about what he would do next, the officer who had been searching his room returned. She holstered her gun and grabbed his arm, pulling him roughly to his feet.

“Let’s go twerp, we have a long ride ahead.”

Mason needed a solution and he needed it fast. Thinking on his feet, he did the only thing he thought would get him out of this situation. It was a long shot but he knew he had no other way out. In desperation he yelled out as loud as he could, “Submission Sublime Surrender!!”

The push the officer was giving him stopped instantly. She walked slowly and stood in front of him, eyes empty, slack-jawed, completely frozen in place. Her gun was still holstered but her hands hung limp at her sides. The professional, stern expression she had worn just seconds ago was gone. Now she looked just as blank and obedient as Serena had been after the other cop had triggered her.

Mason stared at her, breathing hard. It had actually worked. The trigger phrase had hit her programming and shut her down. For the first time since the police had burst in, he felt a small spark of hope. But he was still handcuffed, still on his knees and there was another officer outside with Serena. He had to think fast before the other one came back inside wondering what was taking so long.

His mind raced. These cops were brainwashed slaves of Alpha 7. They had come here specifically to take Serena back to the frat. If he didn’t do something right now, both he and his sister would end up in that house, probably never to be seen again.

He looked at the frozen officer standing in front of him. She was completely still, waiting for a command. Her uniform fit her body well, stretching across her chest and hips. She had curly brown hair that had currently been put into a loose ponytail.

“Take the handcuffs off me,” he said quietly but firmly, testing if the trigger was still active.

“Yes… I will take off the handcuffs,” the officer replied in a flat, obedient voice.

She reached down without hesitation, pulled out her keys, and unlocked the handcuffs from behind his back. The metal fell away from his wrists with a soft click. Mason rubbed them quickly, feeling the circulation return to his hands. The skin was red where the cuffs had bitten in. He tried to find his balance, legs still shaky from everything that had happened in the last few minutes. He looked at the officer standing in front of him. Her eyes were completely devoid of any thought. Blank. Empty.

For a second Mason felt a rush of relief. The trigger had worked. She was under his control now. But that relief disappeared fast when the officer’s radio buzzed to life.

“Sanchez? What’s taking so long? Get the suspect to the car.”

The voice belonged to her partner, Officer Lopez. She sounded impatient.

Mason’s heart jumped. He grabbed the officer’s radio and took it off its holder. Thinking on his feet, he leaned close to her and spoke quickly but clearly. “Answer your partner. Tell her to return inside so we can have a proper investigation before we take any drastic decisions.”

Obedient and submissive, Officer Sanchez took the radio and parroted the words Mason asked her to, albeit in a slower, drawn-out tone. “Lopez… return inside… we need… a proper investigation… before any drastic decisions.”

Mason stood close, watching her face. He worried that the other officer would catch on to how strange her partner sounded. The slow, robotic way she spoke was obvious. After a short pause, she responded over the radio.

“Oh? I guess we… I guess we… can… no… no… the asset must be returned… I am sorry Sanchez, I shall begin asset recovery. Please follow me once you’re done. Over and out.”

The radio clicked off.

Mason’s stomach dropped. He grabbed the radio from the policewoman and yelled into it desperately. “NO! NO! GET BACK HERE!”

But all he could hear was static. The connection was already dead. Officer Lopez had already made her decision. She was taking Serena.

The one thing that Mason didn’t want to happen had happened. He had lost his sister. Just like that. In the space of a few hours the frat had sent two brainwashed cops to his apartment, kicked down his door and taken Serena right out from under him. He stood there in his kitchen, breathing hard, staring at the empty doorway where his sister had been led away.

He looked over at the blank face of Officer Sanchez. She was still standing exactly where he had left her, eyes empty, body relaxed, waiting for whatever he told her to do next. Her uniform looked neat and professional but her expression was anything but. She was just another slave now, under his control because of the trigger phrase.

All was not lost. He had to get her back. He would get her back.

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