Doing something was important. I did not want dead weight in my clan. We had already come so far. Then again, there was a solution. Volition took the weak ones in and gave them all the x-wombs. With that, they made them incubators for the clan. He could be one. With the desperation he needed to have to travel from somewhere else and the high number, he probably would not be too bothered. "Listen. I'll let you join, but you will be the assistant and incubator for Hunter Dipolti, a human reprogrammer in our clan. That means taking an x-womb. Is that alright with you?" He looked really nervous. "It's not just me. I came with others. Can they join too?" he asked, then looked down the path. I followed his gaze and saw four more PEP units." I sighed darkly. He flinched back. "Fine. But the same deal applies. Go see if they'll agree." I said. He ran over and told them the news. They talked amongst themselves for about a minute before returning to me. One was a scrawny, pallid guy. His hair was silver and black. His eyes were a dark gray. He was 09872. The others were all bad.
Even the best was 08982. That was not good. I asked how they got here. They did prostitution and some tough hacking missions. Together they gathered enough money together to pay for a trip out here on a bus. "I told him what all the terms are. You will all get the x-womb and become incubators under our human reprogrammer. Is that honestly good with you?" I asked. They nodded. "Fine. Come with me. I have to go to the clan building anyway." I said as I turned my head to the proper direction. I then started walking. I did not want to leave them behind. Who knew what would happen if I let them go on their own? It was a miracle that no one noticed them already. We made it to the music studio. Everyone in the clan was already there. We went down the elevator. The lower quality cyborgs were awed. The others all looked at them with confusion and then displeasure. I raised an eyebrow, but no one wanted to say anything about it right now. Elitism ran deep. That was probably for the best. I cleared my throat and introduced them. Paul and Brett were not looking into it either. Not a good sign.
Giving it my best shot, I smiled at them all. "We have new recruits. They'll be working under Hunter." I explained. The other PEP units lost their interest immediately. We all knew why that was. None of them ever liked Hunter in the clan. His office was not even in their clan building proper. It was on one of the top floors of the studio. Brett crossed his arms. It "Hell no! We're not letting that trash in our clan." he snapped. The new recruits flinched. Paul agreed with him. "We already have everyone that we're going to need here. Even if we added more, there are PEP units out on the streets with better stats than them." That was all true. I was just being generous with them. It was a random encounter after all. Not wanting to completely abandon them, I said "We have to do something for them. They've seen too much already." I said. With their shitty stats, it probably would not take much for all of the world to find out about us if they were captured. Paul and Brett understood what I was trying to get at. None of us wanted to deal with that. Brett sighed and said "Fine. Follow me." They got into a van.
