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"Try to understand Adam.  We have to distribute it to at least twelve people to get the full results."  Jon took a deep breath.  "I need to kill at most eleven."

"Eleven!"  I was stumped.  "Why leave out me?  And how do you plan to kill an immortal?"

"You immortals have a weakness unknown only to you and the mass public," He spoke slowly so it would sink in.  "The base of the neck is an extremely soft spot and without a head the body dies in hours."  Right now I am thinking total Highlander experience.  Jon read my face.  "No there is no quickening or lightning effects they just die, and your left out due to sterility."

Now there I got really shocked? and pissed.
I guess I blew up and cussed him out.  But after he explained that it might be because of a fierce incident years ago I calmed down.

"So who was it distributed to?" I asked uninterested. "I want to get out there and shoot them in the head."

"Adam, you need a more delicate and clean manor."  Jon was looking in the direction of the rack my dad built for my sword.  "That should do."

"Can't do it Jon.  That's just in case I get really broke.  It hasn't been used in centuries and is still needing folding."  I didn't want to get it dirty.  Jon flung a book on my bunk.

"You have forty eight hours to learn and do what that book says."  He stopped and turned.  "The other test subjects have an unfortunate head start on you, they already know the weakness."  He tapped his neck, turned and left.  Now to skip the boring stuff I completed my task in forty-eight hours and visited Jon and Nez.

"Well my blade is as good as new."  I said.

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