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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 6, 2011 21:39:00 GMT -5
In the control room, Fernando faced down a complicated system that the fore-seeing employees had the sense and time to lock. He was getting irritated when Seamus came in. "Get them out." Fernando ordered, roles seeming reversed now. "Have someone lead them. Vee will survive but I don't know about the others right now. This is chaos. I disabled the cameras and audio, so you're safe to do whatever. They''re all dying anyways." he growled as another firewall popped onto the screen. Seamus left it at that, doing what his younger, smaller apprentice had said to.
With the others, a twig-like young man intruded o n the scene. Dressed as a guard, though his demeanor said otherwise. "Freed mutants follow me." he told Devilee. In a matter of seconds, four more arms appeared from his sides. "I can carry those who need to be." he added.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 9, 2011 9:19:12 GMT -5
I growled at the dead body, making my way past her and to the cages, where they were in every building. No guard stood living after i passed them. Mate, where are you? i thought, and entered the room, letting another howl rip from my throat. "is everyone out of the cages?" i asked Devilee when i saw her.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 9, 2011 9:55:32 GMT -5
"I don't see anymore." said a boy who was helping.
However, as the building had no qualms with breaking privacy laws, Fernando could both see and hear the mutants. Once done with making clear escape routes, he ran down to the others. "Vendetta! Devile!" he called out. "We're not clear yet. There's another classified floor with mutants."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 9, 2011 22:09:03 GMT -5
"Not for very long." i growled, following Fernando, all the while, my heart longing for my Mate. Xavier. where was he? --- a few levels higher, Xavier was wondering the same thing, fighting every guard in his way.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 9, 2011 22:13:12 GMT -5
(xD That made me lol. The imagery.)
Fernando made his way through what seemed to be a maze of corridors. He turned to a door that appeared to be nothing more than a filing office, but inside was a hidden door, in which another corridor was found. It seemed odd that he should no all of this and his capacity of knowledge with an unknown source also seemed suspicious. "Brace yourself." he told the wolf hybrid following. He pursed his lips. "You may have to kill mutants. Some of them are...simply monsters."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 10, 2011 9:49:10 GMT -5
"Won't be the first or last time they've made us into monsters." i growled, my fist tightening on my knife, its twin in my other hand, the gun in its holster. --- Xavier let a howl rip from his throat. "Please, be alive, Ven. Please." he whispered, a single tear rolling down his cheek as he continued this bloody path.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 10, 2011 9:53:52 GMT -5
"You can say that again." Fernando agreed grimly and they made their way down the corridor. At the end, he opened a door into another laboratory. Lab subjects could not be seen from there, though two guards could be, surrounded by their dead kinsmen. "Mitch!" Fernando called and one of the two turned to him. "We're evacuating now. Who is compromised?" he asked. Mitch silently handed Fernando a list with names. Fernando nodded sadly. "Thanks, Mitch." he nodded. "You know what needs to be done." Mitch nodded. "After everyone successfully leaves were the orders." he stated. Fernando nodded silently. "Come on," he said to Vendetta. On the way to experiments, he asked, "Any sign of your mate?" as if he too was concerned.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 10, 2011 18:15:38 GMT -5
the word spoken aloud made ice go down my back. i bit my lip until i bled, the pain making me focus. "no. i haven't seen him." i said, continuing forward, opening a door to the room full of cages.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 10, 2011 19:01:37 GMT -5
The was a short, disappointed hum from Fernando. "He's probably okay. We didn't see him dead, so that's a good sign." he offered. Then, to relieve them of the subject, he looked down at the papers. "The list is for those who need to be...put down, because they would sooner kill us than haver us free them or others." he explained quietly. "It will take longer, but they only gave me one copy, so we'll have to do this together. If they need to be killed, I'll do it." With that, he began opening the cages that he could, and regretfully executing those on the list.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 11, 2011 13:01:42 GMT -5
"Monsters. we live our lives, being what we are. Monsters. our creators are just the same, in a different sort of way. they're monsters, turning us into monsters. in turn, we destroy them, turning us into monsters like them." i said, pulling the latches off of those who need to be released.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 11, 2011 16:01:28 GMT -5
Fernando smiled sadly. "I dismiss that notion. We've all always been monsters." His juvenile voice, not yet touched by puberty seemed to ring out especially loudly after that, as he pulled the trigger for another mutant to die. "The difference being that some of us like to hang on to the lie that they're basically good. And others, like me, know we're just as evil as the rest."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 12, 2011 20:43:32 GMT -5
"it's still a vicious cycle." i said, leading everyone out. the bullet had silenced the last person that needed to be freed. "come on everyone. time to taste some sunshine." i said, with a little smile. how long had i myself been in here?
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 12, 2011 20:57:50 GMT -5
Fernando nodded. He grinned at the excitement in which many of the children left, many older and some younger than he. He had begun to follow them all in the back, gun still clutched tight and ready in his hands. Suddenly, a sound much like an alarm clock exploded throughout the lab. Red lights began flashing. Fernando's heart froze in his chest. For it was no wake-up call, but an indication that security measures were working again. Someone was still left. He yelled to Mitch and the other guard. "You get them out. Now!" Then he turned to Vendetta. "Find your mate and get out." he told her, giving her a small nod and salute before he ran to see what was happening. He didn't get far. Within seconds, steam began to pour out from the vents. Except it wasn't steam; it was something far more dangerous. Fernando began to cough, after a few seconds, reaching up to cover his mouth and nose with a sleeve as he continued to run despite the discomfort.
Meanwhile, Mitch and the other guard were pressing even harder to get everyone out.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 18, 2011 21:25:31 GMT -5
no. was the only thought running through my head. "RUN!" i screamed, using a breath full of good oxygen as i heard the hissing that signalled the release of gas. We had a minute, maybe two or three, before all the good air ran out, and we'd all have a lot more trouble than figuring out where to put all these kids. Where is Xavier, where is Mate? Wolf asked, practically pawing at the lining of my brain.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 18, 2011 21:30:16 GMT -5
Fernando inhaled a breath of suppressed oxygen through the fabric of his clothes. The air was getting harder to breath now. He could feel it. His lungs were not being sufficiently fed and he was getting dizzy. Still, he pushed himself faster. If he could get to the security room and find out what was going on, they might have a chance. But even as he ran, it was getting harder to concentrate. Thinking was fuzzy and difficult. He collapsed to the ground, gasping for the oxygen his cells so desperately needed. You need to move. He told himself, pushing himself slowly, with several failed attempts to his feet. He staggered a few feet. With a renewed sense of urgency, he ran. But he was running out of time.
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