Experimentals

She woke with a thick acidic taste in her mouth that she quickly spat onto the dusty floorboards. Looking around all she could figure was that she was in some kind of barn. It had that barn look... and smell. Idly she wondered why she had chosen a barn last night but remembered that questioning herself from the past day was pointless. Getting to her feet from the small pile of hay she'd gathered her eyes were immediately drawn to last night's dinner. Not much external remained to tell what kind of creature it had been, but the bones and skull shape were a dogs.
Her stomach growled. "Oh shut up." She said irritably to it. Stretching the stiffness from her joints her hand dug into a pocket of her clothes and pulled out a photograph. It was of a young girl, maybe fifteen. Am I older than her? Or is she older than me? The girl wondered. Her age was hard to figure out after all this time. Her age didn't matter, she knew. This was her target, the one she needed to observe, stop if necessary. Another job in the long tireless slew of jobs from those above her.
The sound of a human yelling penetrated the barn walls. A name was what the voice was calling out, "Barktholomew!" A few other voices took up the call.
Stomach rumbling she pulled the hood of her cloak, an old Halloween costume of a ghost, over her head to cover her face. Two black eyes shown through the grime that turned the once white fabric grey. Her face was where the ghost's mouth would have been. The opening was surrounded by a strip of dark red, the same as the ragged tips at the bottom of the outfit.
Stomach grumbling with every step, the old ghost pushed the barn door open and headed in the direction of the voices.

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I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around the small space that was my room on base. It was about 10 x 15, my head gave me an exact measurement but I wasn't feeling particularly precise this morning. A ragged sigh exploded from me and a ran one hand through my hair. Shifting my position on the bed I heard something fall onto the floor. Looking around I saw the small stack of brochures about "My New Prosthetic Body" scattered on the floor. Looking at them jarred me fully back into my new life. Or would it be my life since I have no memories of my previous life?
Looking around the room again I was slightly depressed by the whitewashed brick walls and carpeted cement floor. It made me feel like i was in a prison that had been taken over by some corporate headquarters. Without meaning to I accessed the history of our location. It had indeed once been a prison.
Aside from the bed I was in, a small bedside table and a desk along one wall there was what looked like small reverse plugs coming from the wall roughly at head height. I got up and studied one, unsure what it could possibly be for. It was a single plug, like something for a pair of headphones, except thicker. What were they for? I asked myself hoping to engage my new robo brain. A small box opened in the bottom corner of my right eye. I tried to look at it but no matter where I looked it remained in the corner of my eye. Giving up I watched as best I could as a small figure appeared in the white box alongside a dark circle. The figure reached a hand out, grasping the circle then pulling on it as a curved line came with it. The figure then pushed it into the back of its neck.
Oooh.
I reached a hand out and pulled lightly on the plug and pulled it halfway across the room where the wire came to its end. Letting go it zipped back into the wall, the metal contact clicked against the floor and wall. Turning back to my bed I saw one right above my pillow. I sat on the bed and pulled it out, examining the end while my other hand rubbed the back of my neck.
Just as I was about to try plugging myself in with it something in my gut stopped me. Revulsion crept through me and I let the plug go and it zoomed back to where it had been before. I didn't want this life. I wanted to go home and be a normal teenage girl! Not some... some military assassin! This was all insane! How can they expect me to go along with this?
What does it matter? The thought came from a callus sounding part of my brain. We don't know where our real home is, or anyone who is there. This is who we are now, might as well accept it.
It's argument didn't have many holes in it, but still the scared part of me continued to argue with it as the cynic kept tearing everything the dreamer kept saying. In the end I had to put an end to the debate to try and save some face for the dreamer. Knowing I had to live this way, that not having nay memories from my life as a human was actually helpful, I took the plug from the wall and held it in my hand. Despite my resolution I still hesitated before I put the plug into my neck. It felt wrong somehow, horribly wrong. Closing my eyes I took a breath.
On the count of three. I told myself in a calming tone. I jammed the plug into its port on a count of two.
For the first few seconds nothing happened. Then I was blinded by an impossibly bright light. I tried to close my eyes but it didn't do a thing.
Because it's in your mind.
I quickly grew accustomed to it. It helped when a bunch of black text popped up, muting the light. I read through the information in seconds. AT the bottom of the page were two boxes. One was Yes, the other No. If I chose the Yes option the computer part of me would dig through my mind to find what sites on the internet fit me best. If I chose No I'd get to be left alone with the full ocean of the net before me. I chose Yes and felt myself being sucked along with the current. SO much information! Everything swirled around me as I laughed in the lukewarm water that was the unending stream of data that made the human internet. All those people who were out there, unable to experience this bliss, this comfort. The worst part was they didn't even know they were missing it!
This must be what a mermaid feels.

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Major Ronen tapped lightly on the door. After a few moments he tapped again. Still the girl didn't respond. No sound came from the other side of the door. He knocked forcefully and waited. Nothing. A flash of fear chilled his gut. His mind immediately dragged up a mental image of the true prototype of the Trojan project. A boy, the same age as Kryss, the only difference was he had a fully intact memory. Three days after his waking, he'd killed himself. Ronen could still remember the smell of his body, the hint of gunpowder and dried blood.
NO! He wouldn't allow Kryss to be another victim. It wasn't just because the future of this project hinged on their success with her, but because he didn't want to lose another person under his command. It wasn't just Donavan's suicide. He couldn't count then umber of people he'd lost, both in regular war and against these occult bastards.
The door was lightweight, core-less wood. One good kick by the lock mechanism and he had the door open. He charged into the room, fully prepared to restrain a cyborg despite her being able to crush every bone in his body.
Relief flooded him as he saw her laying on the bed, not hanging from the ceiling or collapsed in a corner surrounded by blood. He went to wake her then saw that her eyes were wide and zipping all over, her mouth was open in shock. He said her name but got nothing. Fear chilled him again and he shook her more forcefully but got nothing. Then he noticed the black cord snaking into the wall.
If she was lost, he wouldn't be able to face a court marshal. If he lost this girl this way, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.

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I was floating there in the deepest depths of the Infocean when it happened. Every nerve in my body became nothing but solid pain. The shock sent my 'body' into convulsions. Suddenly I couldn't breath, panic and adrenaline coursed through my body. I couldn't breath! The water was everywhere, I couldn't figure out which way to the surface. If there was a surface. I clawed at the water and my throat as my lungs burned. My body thrashed but I didn't seem to be going anywhere. I tried to grab at anything that was zipping past me but every time I thought I'd grabbed something it would slip right through my grasp. My thoughts turned to panic.
HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME! SAVE ME! SAVE ME, HELP ME!
With a gurgling sound I instinctively took a breath and felt the water fill my lungs...
Gasping for breath I felt my body thrashing against the weight on top of it. Immediately I began coughing though there was no water in my lungs that I was throwing up. It took a long time but my breathing finally began to slow and I actually saw the room and could hear the voices of the people around me. One in particular caught my attention because of how close to tears it sounded.
"Kryss, thank God! I thought we'd lost you." The man said. Before I could figure out who it was that was speaking or what they looked like, I felt myself being pulled up and crushed, as though the ocean was trying to smash me into pieces since it didn't get to drown me. I pushed against the thing holding me with all my might and I heard someone shouting for me to stop. The pain in the voice halted my actions.
"Easy kid. It's okay, you're out now. Back in your own body." He said. The pain was no longer in his voice, just exhaustion and worry. I looked up and saw Major Ronen's face inches from mine. I looked into his brown eyes, felt myself calming as some bizarre force took hold of me. I realized he was holding me in a tight embrace. I could smell the sweat on him, smell the cologne he used, it was a subtle scent, like he barely used any of it. Face heating up I pushed away from him, carefully though so i didn't hurt him. Realizing my intent he let go and allowed me to sit on the bed with my back against the wall. My breathing was still a little heavy.
"You okay?" He asked me. His voice held some of the command that it hadn't seconds before. I looked into his eyes then looked at the three other men behind him. Two wore white lab coats with name badges saying they were part of the science division and the other one was in a set of scrubs.
"Yeah," I replied. My voice was quiet and kind of scratchy. "Yeah." I said again, putting a little more force into the word.
"That's good to hear." He gave a small sigh of relief then waved the others from the room. They pulled the door closed behind them but it slowly crept open again and stood slightly ajar. I wondered why it didn't close, and then noticed the splintered wood by the handle. Noticing my gaze Ronen looked to the door. "I had to bust it open. Sorry about that. I'll get a guy to fix it."
"What happened?" I asked, my voice shaking a little.
"Want something to drink?" I nodded. "Alright, I'll be back in a sec." I opened my mouth to say something but he stopped me. "We'll talk when I get back." With that he left.

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Tarot sighed dejectedly as she sat in the musty air of the old bookstore. There weren't many people in the store today, not that there ever were a lot of people in the store with it's location in the basement of a laundromat, calling itself the Black Cat Bookshop with a note saying it specialized in spell books and other occult texts. But there were less people than normal. A young girl, maybe fourteen at the oldest came to her counter and asked if there were any books with spells for beauty or love spells. Plastering a fake smile on her face Tarot directed her to the proper section. The moment the girl had vanished behind a shelf of books she grumbled under her breath about idiot kids without any original thoughts in their heads. She hated that so much of the Black Cat's business came from people like that young girl, who at heart didn't believe what they read no matter how much they wanted to or deceived themselves to.
It seemed there were less people with the sense of adventure to delve into mysticism like there had been when she'd been that young. But what could you do in the age of science and critical thinking. Plus not many people had the kind of rude awakening like young Anabella Vickers had. Nothing like almost being sacrificed to a pagan goddess of death and fertility with a thirst for blood to tear any ridicule for the supernatural from you.

The nightmare still comes where she has to watch her family, cut open from crotch to neck like a slaughtered pig and bled into a sacred ewer. If it hadn't been filled to overflowing by the time they were about to kill her too, she;d of been dead. Instead the monsters had called it a sign from their goddess and then forced Annabella to drink the blood of her family members. That had happened at the age of ten and for the next seven years she had been one of them. Going around the rural areas of the south killing when it was time for a sacrifice. That was until the mage guild had to put an end to the chaos.
The team sent hunted down each member once they'd split. Annabella had still been unwilling and reluctant after seven years so she had to be taken along with three other believers. When the men assaulted their hideout with bullets and magical fire, the three cultists fought back. Summoning a demon from their goddesses halls, they sent it to kill the men attacking them. The creature did little damage to their force or determination despite killing two of their number and seriously injuring a third. The cultists were killed. Some tried to surrender but were quickly put on trial and executed.
She'd seen all of this from the basement window. When one of the men cast a glance at the old house she quickly ducked down, heart hammering in her chest praying to God, the true God, that he hadn't seen her. The men entered the house and she hid behind some moldy boxes and an old cabinet. The cobwebs clung to her body like invisible strands of hair and she could feel little things getting crushed against her body as she moved to be fully concealed. With each slight movement she wanted nothing more than to bolt out of her hiding spot. The feeling of little things moving along her skin and the webs against her face turned her stomach. Survival, however, was more important than the disgusting feelings of spiders moving up her legs and arms.
Feet pounding the basement stares, the glow of fire in a man's palm. They moved around the room, occasionally bumping into things but not digging unnecessarily.
Maybe the thought of covering themselves in spiders disgusted them too. Annabella clung to that thought. Then one of the men began to speak in a dull monotone words she couldn't understand. A shock wave of power, the kind she felt when something magical happened, pushed against the energy of her body. Unable to stop herself she opened her eyes and looked through the cabinet and boxes, right into the eyes of the man who held the ball of flame in his hands.
Screaming in terror she bolted from her hiding spot and had just jumped onto the stairs about halfway to the top when hands grabbed her arms and legs and dragged her into the basement again. Still screaming she struggled as much as she could until one of the men slapped her good and hard right across the face. Coming from a family that had got it's roots from profits made before the civil war, Annabella had never been slapped before. Her screaming died away instantly and she stared, terrified at the men around her.
"What should we do with her?" One asked, looking to the man holding the flames.
"Take her outside." he said.
She fought them every step of the way, kicking and screaming. At one point she got her hand free and punched one of the men in the face. This only resulted in her getting a fist in her gut. Doubling over her body went instantly limp and she gasped for breath. By the time she recovered, they'd made it outside.
Forcing her onto her knees the man holding the flames towered above her.
"Where are the others hiding?" He asked her.
"I don't know! They don't tell me anything! They don't trust me!"
"Where are they?" He asked again, voice deadly calm.
"Please, I never wanted this! They killed my family, made me drink their blood. I've been held prisoner for the last seven years! Please, please, don't kill me!" She whimpered.
"Not good enough." The man had said.
The next instant she was surrounded by such heat... she couldn't find a word to describe it. Hotter than the hottest day in August, muggier than a swamp on the hottest day in August. Annabella tried to scream but there was no oxygen for her words. Then it was over.
"You can open your eyes now." The man said. To Annabella, who knew she had just been burned alive, she answered the only way she knew how.
"Please Lord. Please, don't judge me cruelly. I know I have sinned. I know it would have been better to have let them kill me any number of times instead of doing their foul deeds to their heretic goddess. But please, I was so scared. I didn't want to die. Forgive me for doubting your eternal kingdom, no matter how insignificant a time frame when I did. Please, please, show mercy towards your sinful daughter and spare me the suffering of hell."
A small chuckling came from around her at the end of her speech.
"Stand up, sinful daughter." The man who's hand had held fire commanded her. Slowly, face turning red, she did as she was told. The men around her had grins on their faces. "So you were taken prisoner by these scum?" She could only nod her head. "Well, then I guess this was a successful rescue mission. Come with us. We'll see you taken care of."
She'd gone away with them, into a new life. She developed a passion for the cards and took a new name from them. She had become Tarot that day, young Annabella had gone to her lord's kingdom that night long ago.

Tarot sighed. Something about today was off. Shuffling the well used cards on the counter top near her, she drew a couple and laid them out in a pattern. It was all second nature to her by now. The cards foretold of a possible catastrophe between two women, possibly women, in the near future. Never a good sign. A lot of people might die. Or there was always the chance that it would be some random couple who ended their relationship that would be the biggest catastrophe in their lives. Tarot smiled ruefully, her readings were never that mundane.
Putting the deck back together she turned to the computer next to her and sent a quick email to her local Guild Master telling him about her divination and what she thought it might mean. Just as she was about to close the window a new email popped up from someone named Kryss. She'd never met anyone with that name before, the community she was in had such a vast diversity of names too.
Opening the email out of curiosity, sometimes messages from other planes were worth the risk of a computer virus, she read the single line of text.
"HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME! SAVE ME! SAVE ME, HELP ME!" Kryss wrote in all caps.
Tarot stared at the message. The energy it put off reeked of fear in an uncontrollable situation. A glance at the deck of Tarot cards and the reading they'd given her. It could be no coincidence. She sent another email to her Guild Master asking him to look for someone named Kryss, who was most likely one of the two women that would lead to the approaching catastrophe.

 

We rush into the house where we find Atlas and Echo already up
"We have company"
"We heard, checking for any new info"
"Wake the others and get ready to move, we will crash at another safe house. We don't want to engage them this close to the base, if possible we want to lead them away before taking care of them"
"Just picked up some info, seems the local police have been told to ignore it. Checking older records the comes picked up...... seems the labs sent out 2 experiments a few hours ago"
"Any descriptions? Power info?"
"Seems like some sort of material manipulation and..... a mental based. this could be bad."
"Material and Mind eh, Echo this one is yours and Blazes fight. Find them and get ride of them immediately, The longer we have them on us the hard our operations will be. Frost and I will wake and transport the others, with my strength and Frost speed we should be able to get everyone on in one trip."
"Understood, Blaze you ready?"
"Yes, but...... how are we going to get to the safehouse if we don't know where it is?"
"Tell you while facing a mental power would only compromise our position."
".. I see..."

With everything now planned Echo and I head to the alarm. Despite using Jet-step Echo keep right beside me, does he have super human speed?! No, no he is mimicking jet-step with his own sound pulses, the only thing is i can't hear anything maybe there are above human hearing to keep us from being heard. As we are making our way there i ask Echo something
"Why did Atlas send us?"
"Well, you power so far seems the best at destroying or melting most anything, as for me....... well you'll see here soon. Now come one keep focus, we have to Find these hunters"
At that we both fall silent rushing in search of the 2 hunting us.

 

"Jess Get ready. I doubt these guys are idiots if they've been able to hide out this long. And with our luck they've got info on us."
A metal chain shoots down from Locks sleeve forming a chain sword.
"Locks two incoming, There is a lot going through their heads all I can get is their code names and powers. Echo and Blaze. The first one uses sound and the other has pyrokenisis."
Shit sound was a problem, if this Echo guy accidentally sent out the wrong pulse Jackson could come back!
"Ok Jess you take Echo, just try to keep his thoughts clouded he wont be able to use his ability accurately without concentration! Find me a material that cant that wont melt that pyro isn't gonna be easy to fight."
"Everything here is metal or dirt your gonna have to rely on your hand to hand combat, make armor or something I don't know!"
"Locks they're pretty freaking close! They're running like faster than humanly possible! They must be using their abilities to propel themselves!"
"Jess try to mess with their thoughts see if you can send them in the wrong direction!"
"Ill try but no promises."
OOT: You can do what ever with that she can mess up the mind game thing if you want.

 

Just a few things before I start.
@TRG, regarding your grammar.

Spoiler

Also, red hair was painful, and I'm thinking I have a feeling about Frost?~ XD
@Joshier I just wanna slightly complain with what you said in your intro, "channeling atoms through body and becoming lightning"... It's flow of electrons, not atoms. XP

Adored this though~ XD

That is actually so painful. XD

You do not understand how tempting it was for me to be "that guy" by your merely saying "don't be that guy".

Anyaway, now that that's all out of the way... time for my character stuff I guess.
And btw, my character is essentially gonna be me, if I were put in such a situation. Expect cat obsessing, delicious sadism, god complex, minor references, hypothesising how powers would function in a scientific sense, and my yelling at people who say something scientifically wrong. ;3

Name: "Rai" (I'm gonna have selective memory loss, mainly to do with names. My first syllable is all I get.)
Gender: Male
Age: 20 (Ouch, I keep forgetting I'm this old...)
Experimental change: Morph, ability, and pre-existing ability
Backstory: First-year uni student, studying science; madly into it. Also a fan of videogames and anime. A little shy, and socially awkward, with slight hints of sadism and masochism. Was on a plane flying home from a family holiday when something went wrong, causing the plane to crash. I am one of the few survivors, my family now dead. I was an easy target for this facility, and a prime candidate for their experiments, something to do with my genes. The incident did something to my brain, on top of the obvious bodily damage; the vast majority of names I once knew are forever lost, and I can't even learn new ones.
Special abilities: Cat eyes, ears and tail; giving heightened senses, faster healing, and increased physical ability. This heightened strength can be taken higher via the ability of "Blood Destruction"; As the name implies, it comes at a cost. (Anyone already see what I'm doing here?~) On top of this, I can no longer acquire my dietary needs from normal food; I now must eat human flesh to survive. Oh, and my aforementioned "pre-existing ability"; I occasionally cause something completely improbable to happen, sometimes good, sometimes bad. I have no control over it.
Strength: Higher-than-average intelligence (I feel so ... saying that... XD), and a background in science. Increased senses, strength, speed, and healing rate (essentially a minor kind of super-soldier). Can get temporary boosts from eating flesh or using Blood Destruction. ImprobAbility sometimes works in favour.
Weakness: Not exactly someone you'd call "fit". Fairly easily intimidated. Sensitive to loud/high-pitched noise. Using Blood Destruction causes physical damage to my body, in manner of tearing muscle and fracturing bone, depending on intensity and duration of use. ImprobAbility sometimes works against favour.

OOT: Okay... that's all I can do for now... my brain is too tired of words today to be writing any more...
Though, I'd just like to request a couple of things:
1. Please no one interact with me until I give the go-ahead; I wanna do my own thing for a while.
2. PLEASE no one tell me of Leah's power; I want my first knowledge of it to be first-hand. I wanna do something.

 

@Mafiacow Ah, don't be so fussy, lol. I choose to invoke anime-logic! *sage nod*.

 

OOT: @Mafiacow

Spoiler

and shush i think i know what you think about Frost so stop thinking that, its close but no. Also I though i said don't be that guy, if you going to be a dick in this then just don't. now on to my post

Echo and I make it to where the alarm is, we find two people standing there. Judging by the way they are standing they are the hunters sent after us. We approach them from the front remaining silent.
"Jess now!"
"Okay, get the pen ready Locks"
As the male goes to grab something in his pocket I feel a splitting headache that causes me to stop and hunch over. urgh what the? so she is the mental one, damn go to get ride of her. As i go to read a fire ball I look over to Echo and he is in the same pain but smiling.
"Tsk so.... you are the mental one..... good to know"
Echo raises his head back up, a sound is emitted from Echo *PA-PING*
Suddenly the headache is gone, the look on the girls face is one of shock and surprise. Echo just has a smile on his face as big as can be
"Seems your mental trick ran into a little trouble, well actually it was countered to be precise. It's a little move i had learnt to counter mental users, as you aren;t the first set to hunter after me, It's called Radio Noise"
"Radio Noise?"
"It's not actual radio blaze but think of it as static, a mental user has to keep focus to use their ability properly. Radio Noise lets me break that but for a second. Now, seeing as she's the mental let me take her i can block the attacks on me without using Radio Noise physically, just have to have my mind full of static.
"Alright, she is yours..... I guess that makes you.."
I turn to look over at the male he had pulled out the girl said before but he seemed different now, he wasn't standing ready to fight like he was earlier. Did he lose confidence now that we where free from mental interference? I start over to him fireball ready in hand

 

The chain sword dropped from Locks hand. He couldn't think correctly. His worst fear had happened the sound pulse was somehow giving Jackson back control.
He fell to the ground and grabbed his temples screaming,"AHHHHHHHH! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!"
He instantly went silent. He stood up and looked around. Jess was about to begin a fight and the boy blaze was approaching him. He remembered what they were here to do and he knew he couldn't let it happen. He didn't know why but he was able to use his power. Chains shot from a metal boat hull wrapping up Jess.
"Locks what are you doing!?"
A chain hit Jess across the head knocker her out cold.
"It's Jackson."
With Jess restrained Jackson put up his hands to surrender, he just hoped that they would both be okay.
OOT: I don't know if you planning on holding them captive or anything but if you are could you keep them together, I want them to have a conversation. Also your next post can be as long as you want ginger. You dont have to stop anywhere to let my guys speak

 

I stand in shock as to what just happened, the male started screaming then attack his companion.
"Blaze, check the girl. I'll watch him" Echo says while approaching the guy who now has his hands up, Echo is still on guard.
I walk over to the girl now wrapped in chains by the attack of her partner. I check her pulse and she that she is breathing, seems she knocked out.
"She is alive and has a steady pulse, i'd saw she's out cold"
"Good, taking two will provide more info than one.." As Echo says this he strikes the male with both his fist and a sound blast knocking him out as well
"Hey why did you do that?! He had his hands up!"
"Do you really think he wouldn't have tried to attack us in route to the house. Also maybe he just wanted to find out our base, letting us lead him there .No offence man but I've been at this a hell of alot longer than you have been, besides it's better if he doesn't know where we if we are going to interrogate him, don't need him buying time while backup finds where we are"
At the mention of backup i remember that he went to grab something before he started screaming. I go over and find a pen, it looks like any other but how would it have been any use to him?
"Hey Echo, ever heard of any powers using a pen?"
"No...... why do you ask?"
"Well i saw him reaching for this one before he freaked out"
"Hmmmmmm, dunno. could be an ordinary pen, could be something the labs whipped up as a boaster or traq. Hell you have seen some of the stuff they have come up with it could be anything"
Putting the pen back on the ground, i blast it into nothing with a fireball
"Better safe than sorry"
"Yeah, Reward versus Consequence. Now you grab her and let's head back, hell with any luck we will make it back before Frost and the others have cleared out"
After I pick up the girls unconscious body Echo grabs the man and we start heading back

Meanwhile...

"Frost you get the lass up, I'll go get the other two in the warehouse. Is the dog still in the corner?"
"No, but i'm sure if we start heading we will find him"
"Aye or he'll get left behind, but enough chat, we have to get moving else the lads going out as intercept won't do us any good"
"Right"
As Atlas heads out the door I head over to the room that Leah took. She seems a sweet but naive girl, a trait that has long since left this city. I open the door to the room she is and and what i find is a utter mess. The contents of the room have been scattered about and nothing is in a proper place, almost looks like a twister destroyed the room. The disaster of a mess seems to have centered from the bed, where Leah is up and in a cold sweat. She was hugging her knees while sitting on the bed, seems she heard the alarms. I then hear the sound of the wolfman barking, seems he was with Leah
"Get up, we are leaving now."
I tell them both without giving an explanation as to why. They can piece it together themselves as to why we are moving we just need to get going. As i head out the door to get ready to leave I am surprised to see Blaze and Echo? Shouldn't they be fighting the hunters? I then notice each one is carrying a body on their shoulders

"We're back"
"Damn lads, that was fast. How did it happen? Did the send normals?"
"No, they definitely had powers, just the strange thing was one of them turned on the other."
"Really, hmm seems even the loyal pets are getting tired of the labs"
"I take it you need me to freeze the bodies?"
"Huh?"
"Oh, right i forgot! Yes but not completely, we got these ones alive, but we will need 2 decoys. Have to throw off anyone trying to find them"
"Alive, Great work Lads! we haven't been able to have a decent integration in a while. Most either know nothing or don't even speak, this will be interesting
"Wait a minute you guys have bodies of stock?!"
"Have to... Should we need to fake a base destruction or death we need replacements for where we would be.. They are easy to come by just assault a lone squad or recover the bodies from a stealth mission. Problem is storing them, Got to freeze them and sink them till they are needed"
After listen to this bit of info, i soon see they are't joking as Frost raises two bodies out of the port that are completely frozen.

They then thaw them out and go to place them.
"Wait won't they know this isn't them?"
"Was getting to that, we need someone to mutilate the bodies, make the unrecognizable."
"Who wants to do it this time?"
"I've gotten bored of it" "Same"
I pause at the though of burning up this body. Should i? After all seems they weren't expecting Echo and I so thats why they sent them, hmmmm maybe the Doctor has forgotten about me.....
"I'll do it, seems the good Doctor has either forgotten about me or figured this would be enough. I think two burnt 'Subjects' will send a reminder" I say after some thought

After placing the bodies we are head back to the house, after all said an done it's nearly morning
"We will start the interrogation when they wake, but for now lets leave them alone, maybe if they think they are alone they talk a bit, make it easier in the long run"
"Sounds good, but just have to get the others out of the house. Not to sure they would want to see or hear what would go on during it"
"Ah that reminds me, Lad you and the others need to get some new clothes! Wearing that screams outsider, we don't need more attention on our selves. Take the others out and get some new clothes, Frost you guide them for now"
"Fine... Come on lets go..."

 

The darkness slowly turns to light as Locks opens his eyes. He wakes to find Jess frozen to a wall and scowling at him. He felt a chill run down his spine, the same had been done to him.
"What the hell was that!"
"It's hard to explain, do you remember what the doctor said back in the labs when we met?"
"Yeah something about you still having some pesky humanity or something stupid like that."
"Well, my real name is Jackson. After some harsh treatment in the labs I .... I developed a split personality. I had Jackson the wimpy kid with no powers, and the one you know Locks the psychotic power hungry lab member."
"Well that's...... strange."
"That idiot echo sent out a sound pulse throwing me back to Jackson or at least a mix between the two personalities. Seems that that personality had something against the purpose of our mission and decided to derail it."
"You know they're listening in right."
"Shit! Why didn't you tell me? That's kind of important stuff they know now!"
"Jeez sorry. So are we gonna escape?"
"Can't. I'm our fighter and there's no guarantee I wont randomly have a change of heart with Echo around"
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
Locks began to scream. A faint ping of sound was heard in the distance.
"God that hurts more every time!"
"Wait. Locks?"
"All that did was merge my personalities closer, I'm still Locks."
"Locks I always wanted to ask. Why do you work for the labs"
"Well, I guess it's that I want a purpose. All I wanted to do was kill the doctor because I thought that he did this to me, but I was wrong. And its not they would just let me go. I would of spent my life being hunted and that would kinda suck. Same to you"
"What"
"Same question to you."
"Oh, well The "doctor" is my dad."
"WHAT"
"Yeah. He raised me only for the purpose of being a hunter and helping him in the lab. I might as well do as he says."
"Jess you know what hes doing is wrong. GOD, I hate this moral decency thing why should I even care what happens to anyone but myself."
"Wait so your saying my dads wrong?"
"No, well I guess, I don't know. What the hell is right. Look Jess. I don't know if this is Locks or Jackson saying this anymore but from now on I think we should just do what we think is right."
"So you want me to abandon my dad?"
"Jess your own father experimented on you. Even I think that's wrong."
"Look I know your right. But I can't abandon him can I?"
"Do what you think is right."
"Ok, fine from now on were a team were not with the labs anymore we stick together right errr..... what do I call you?"
"I think I'm going to stick with Locks. It might be a part of me that I hate but its also something I don't want to forget."
"Ok Locks Deal?"
"Sure. "
"So what now?"
"My guess is wait and see what they want us to do. If worse comes to worse we might not be able to take all of them on but we should be able to escape. Id break us out or something but they probably wouldn't be too fond of that."
They ended up just talking for a while until their captors returned.

 

Zach followed Frost and the wolfman out into the city. He got a better view of the place, noticing that it was pretty much almost like a regular port city. But then again, since it was designed to keep them caged in, it could just be an illusion. They went and got some new clothes. Zach ended up getting a navy blue hoodie, along with black cargo pants, and since it fit his style, got a pair of silver fingerless gloves.

“Hey Blaze, Frost, I’ve been thinking about what Atlas said with the barrier. It may be able to cancel out powers, but it still it just another system. I believe I would be able to hack into it, and shut it down, I just have to find the main system to it. Although I am curious to see just how far the lab will go to get us back, since they will probably be under pressure from the higher ups.”

 

Nocturne struggling to get up, looks at Zed and smiles. He starts laughing, he straightens his back and tilts his head while looking at Zed, he says
"Your just a pawn in this game Zed."
Zed stares at Nocturne with a stern face, his eyes dead shot red and his wound slowly bleeding out.
"Answer the damn question."
*Chuckles* "HAHAHAHAHAHA, ME? Answer YOUR question?"
"ANSWER IT DAMN IT."
Zed starts dashing forward towards Nocturne, Nocturne murmuring words looks at Zed and smiles with delight. Zeds vision darkens the closer he gets to Nocturne and when he was right up to Nocturne the last thing he saw was Nocturnes smile and his blue eyes.
"Like i said your just a pawn in this game Zed, and your sister is mine."
*SLASH*
Zeds eyes opens as he falls to the ground, his eyes having difficulties trying to stay a live.
"ahhhh so this is the end."
Zed closes his eyes and falls into a deep sleep.

 

He liked the hoodies. Made things dark.
He - with some difficulty - clawed his way into the garment, feeling warmer by the second.
"Srrarrrr..."
He somehow, by a miracle, managed to put trousers on, and they were fortunately rather baggy so they weren't tight. "Krrr..."
He nuzzled Leah's leg, trying to purr a little. Unfortunately it came out as a gurgle.

 

We made it to a clothing store in what seemed to be a market district a little ways from port. Everyone went into in and started picking the clothes they wanted. Zach ended up with a hoodie and cargo pants, Leah had picked out several pieces of clothing which make her overall outfit elaborate, wolfman even somehow got himself in a hoodie and jeans. Then came my choice, I wasn't wearing anything that stood out i though but it looks like this cities clothing has certain things that set it apart from others as after changing into a black t-shirt, blue jeans and black shoes with red accents i notice just how badly i stuck out with my old clothes. How weren't we caught coming here? I then look around to see in everyone is done only to see that Frost has joined in too. She is standing in front of a mirror wearing a light grey tank top the revealed her stomach and black what looked like form-fitting pants. She also had on light blue gloves and shoes, the gloves almost looked liked the kind fighters wear. As she waled up to the clerk she said that all the others clothes will go on her bill, as i go to thank her seeing as no of us have any money she only says
"You all owe me"

“Hey Blaze, Frost, I’ve been thinking about what Atlas said with the barrier. It may be able to cancel out powers, but it still it just another system. I believe I would be able to hack into it, and shut it down, I just have to find the main system to it. Although I am curious to see just how far the lab will go to get us back, since they will probably be under pressure from the higher ups.”
I pause to think if such a thing is possible but am cut off by Frost
"Unless you got that hacking skill on your own it wouldn't matter. Once inside Omni's range we can't use our powers, active one or passive. Besides, you get within ten feet of the wall is grounds enough to have a firing squad target you. The controls are most likely within the wall, and if they are anything like the platforms, they have been sealed in reinforced titanium boxes, no one could get to them if they tried without a high-grade bomb"
As Frost explains the situation of the shield Leah says something from behind us
"I don't want to go back to that place. What they did to me, it hurt. I can remember waking up and seeing only white. All I remember was hearing his voice telling someone to sedate me and it all went black again. Just before everyone showed up was the longest I have been awake. Before all that I don't remember anything other then having an older brother."
Leah placed her hand on her head as if trying to remember
"I can't see his face, everything is hazy but I remember calling out to him. Why did they do this to me?"
she looked up at them with tears welling up in her eyes.
"What did I do to deserve this?"
As i try to answer the questions of why they did this to her Frost again cuts me off
"Not many actually have memory of their past life most are either killed or have it wipe or lost in during the experiment's progress. As for why, they did this because they wanted to, the reason was your genes, they found that you were a match so they picked you. However they made a mistake... They let you go, and now it's your turn. Your tun to do as you want, to do to them as you want."
"Frost....aren't you being rude and insensitive right now? This is twice now you have made these quick cuts at them."
"... I'm getting them used to this city... out here it isn't sunshine and good times, I thought you would realize that"
"....."
"You are all free to roam the city now, with these clothes you shouldn't stand out. Just remember most districts have curfews so don't say out to long. And if you're head back to the house go to the warehouse..... I don't think any of you really want to see or hear wants going to go on"

Frost and I make it back to the house where we find Echo and Atlas in the main room. I hear a slight hum and then Echo starts speaking
"Okay, that mindreader won't be able to hear us right now. Since we are all here lets start"
"Aye, Echo and I will do the questioning, Frost you keep freezing the air around them so they don't get free or it breaks from the sound pings"
"Understood"
"Blaze, you'll act as firepower should they get real rowdily or a melter should we fully freeze them"
I nod my head an we go into the room where the two are frozen to the wall

OOT: @Locks and I both talked and worked the responses out together so i do have permission on this

"Alright, let's get started seeing as you are awake lad and lass, Names and your powers"
"And to what extent can you use them"
The girl is First to answer
"I'm Jess, I can read and scramble thoughts, but I'm getting the hang of levitation though i can't fully use it"
"Locks... I can make metal into chains, that's about it.."
Echo shows a face of doubt and then sends out a ping. Both seem to be in pain because of it
"Reports say material manipulation, not metal. Care to tell the truth?"
"Fine... you got me, I can use any solid material"
"Next question, What was your reason for hunting us"
"And did you two chose to be apart of it."
"Well I was raised for it. My dads the doctor who was in charge of Locks and he experimented on me about 3 months ago since then I've been a hunter."
I look over and see that Frost has a strange face on, a mix of anger, sorrow, understanding..... but why does she have this face on?
"Well get comfy cause this is kinda hard to explain. Back in the labs i wasn't able to us my powers, to unlock my ability they staged a fake escape pretended to kill my rescuers and forced me out of fear to use my ability. Through this fear and mental scarring I developed a second personality,Locks, who after a slight talk was more than willing to help the doctor. We were sent to capture Leah, Zach, and the one who probably has rabies. Everything was going good until Jess tripped into a boat. It set off an alarm and you and that other kid Blaze showed up. Echo here sent out a ping of sound that merged my personalities creating me. So in short, yeah I was their by choice but I didn't exactly have full say in the matter."
Atlas and Echo look at each other, seems they are trying to decide something without speaking.
"Do you still want to work as hunters for the labs"
"According to jess here you two already know the answer to that question. I was told you were listening in when we made our agreement to leave the labs."
Echo shows an annoyed face will sending out multiple pings causing pain to those two, all this pinging is starting to give me a head ache
"Answer the question"
"Thought I just did, but yes were done with the labs. Were leaving them, and now were just like you on the run. Minus the whole rebellion thing.
Atlas then smiles at his words
"Good, because they labs think you are dead. We staged a few corpses and made then un-recognizable"
The girl jess goes pale while looking shocked while Locks just chuckles
"Shit man. You guys go all out. one question though where did you get bodies?"
"We keep them on stock, you haven't been the first set of hunters after us, nor will you be the last"
"Now that you aren't with the labs we'll make you an offer. Go free from here and make a new life in this city on the run. Join us. Or try to go back to the labs..... and end up like you decoys did"
"I think we made it pretty clear we aren't going back there. Her dad experimented on her and he screwed with my head in ways you cant imagine, I am literally not the same person I was when I went in. Looks like option 1 is the winner. Any tips on what we should do out here?"
Echo laughed and said this
"Don't get caught and don't show off your power, also since your leaving.... Good Night"
Atlas and Echo both punch them out cold.
"Why did you do that!?"
"Can't have them seeing where our base is now come on let's drop the off somewhere a ways away from here"

 

OOT: Confirming Ginger did have permission to do that
Dark turns to light as he opens his eyes again but this time he wasn't frozen and Jess wasn't with him. Locks looked around frantically undoing his bindings by turning them to chain and slipping them off. He was in a room, Looked to be made up of almost almost completely out of molded broken drywall. He saw a door and slowly made his way to it. He stood there with his back to the door frame.
He heard two voices slowly traveling down the hallway, "God can you believe we found those two just lying passed out in an ally way?"
The other one replied, "I know right and the girl was pretty hot."
Locks thought back. The last thing he remembered was a fist hitting him in the head and feeling like a boulder had just fallen on him. DAMMIT! They knocked Jess and him out and didn't think twice about just dumping their bodies in the slums. the voices were getting closer. When the men turned the corner into the room they freaked. Their knives turned into chains and bound their hands and locks put his hand over their mouths to stop them from screaming. A chain shot from the other side of the room forming from a metal filing cabinet. It formed a chain sword. he release his hands from their mouths. They were smart enough not to scream for help.
"Wheres the girl?"
He whispered, " Basement in the basement."
Locks punched them both knocking them out. The floor below him turned into concrete chains and he fell into the basement through the newly formed hole. Their he saw about 20 men and Jess tied to a pole. He landed right in front of her. When he hit the floor every person in the room turned their gaze to him.
"Yo guys show this fool whos boss round here!"
3 men yelled, "Yes sir!"
The three charged locks and they were easily taken care of.
"Shit, Hes an experiment! So you can fight. But you cnt fight what you cant see?"
Every one in the room but him and Jess vanished. Then walls randomly appeared everywhere creating a strange maze in the massive basement.
Locks went to punch through one and his fist went right through it. Great this guy mad mirages. Now he didn't know which walls were real and everyone was invisible. Wait Jess could sense them.
"Hey Jess whenever one gets close tell me got it!"
"Behind you hes going to stab you with a knife!"
Locks chain sword flew from his hand striking the invisible attacker right in the chest mistakenly killing him.
"They killed Carter! Fuck em up guys!"
This process went on for a while until almost half their men were dead, including the mirage user, and they gave up.Locks cut Jess loose and check all of the people still living for abilities. Only one of them had an ability. He had jet black hair put into a pony tail pale skin and green eyes. He was wearing a black tank top with a skull on it, black cargo pants, and black work boots. Locks looked him dead in the eye and held his sword to his throat.
"Name"
"Max But I prefer Jet."
Locks looked him dead in the eye.
"Jess whats his power again?"
"He controls the flow of air allowing him to create anything from a small gust to a mini tornado."
"Jet, wanna join our group."
"What, you just killed my brother and half my friends and expect me to go with you!?"
"Let me remind you, you attacked us and your in no position to talk back. Would you rather I leave you here with a bunch of dead bodies? The guards must have heard the gunshots they'll be here soon in your in no condition to fight."
"What about my friends."
"You leave them behind."
"WHAT!"
"Yeah you have 10 seconds to decide."
"Ill do it."
"Weren't you quick to sell out. Ok lets get out of here."
Three chains fell down from the hole locks came down in. Each of them grabbed one and it pulled them up to the roof of the building.
They looked out over the city. Jess stayed close to locks and Jet stood off to the side admiring his own tattoos.
Locks said one simple thing, "We're done here."

 

A figure emerged from the darkness, smiling a little.
"Ah, the sun is beautiful, my dear."
As he approached, it became clear he was not... normal. His eyes had no pupils, he only seemed to have three fingers on each hand, he had no nose and his skin was a deathly pale.
"Here is not a good place for young ladies to get lost..."
He smiled, showing sickly teeth.
"You never know who might be out there."

He instantly started growling at the stranger, hackles up.
Every instinct he had screamed at him to run.

 

"Locks don't you think that was kinda harsh."
"Huh?"
"What you did to Jet, you killed his friends to force him into joining us."
"Look Jess, I know you don't like this but its how everything works around here. We need numbers to survive. I'd say 4 is a good number, so we need one more."
"You want another person to join our group?"
"Yeah we should start searching in a bit."
"Hey Jet you need anything?"
"Nah I'm just kinda hungry."
Jess and Locks looked at each other they hadn't eaten in almost 2 days. After a bit of pick pocketing they were able to get enough of the cites weird cash to buy a meal for each of them. After eating they set out to find another experiment.
"Jess scan the minds of everyone here see if anyone has a power."
"Nope or at least nothing good."
Several hours later.
"This is taking forever!"
"Jet, you know anyone with a useful power."
"My brother created mirages, oh never mind i think you might of killed him."
"Still sour about that are you."
They were walking down an ally way when Jess screamed. A knife like object had been lunged into her side and she was on the ground bleeding.
"AHHHH!!"
"Jess calm down just take deep breathes."
The black knife in Jess' side vanished. He looked around frantically checking every shadow and every hiding spot. Just when he thought the attacker had fled he felt a sharp pain in his side. A black knife was in his side. He ripped it out and stood up. He calmed down and looked . Then he saw it. A hand black as night shot out of the shadows gripping the knife like object from before. A chain shot from the building grabbing the arm but the arm just phased through. Jet shot a huge wind through the ally way blowing all of its contents onto the street. All that was left was them and a teen boy. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore faded blue jeans and a dark hoodie. He looked panicked. Locks analyzed the situation. He used shadows. That was his power. He could harden shadows and hide in them. And without anything to cast a shadow he was helpless. Chains restrained him.
"Why the hell did you stab us!?"
"I... I saw you eating and assumed you had money so I was stealing from you."
"Bro, we stole the money for that food."
"Also, don't worry that isn't a fatal wound I gave her it'll heal in a few days."
"Ok I'm giving you two choices. A join our group, or B we kill you on the spot."
"You arn't really giving me a choice then are you?"
The chains tightened squeezing the life out of him.
"Yes yes Ill join you."
"Oh by the way whats your name."
"Peter, but just call me Pete."
Thy found an empty building to crash in for the night. They tended to Jess's wound and they went to sleep.

 

A figure emerged from the darkness, smiling a little.
"Ah, the sun is beautiful, my dear."
As he approached, it became clear he was not... normal. His eyes had no pupils, he only seemed to have three fingers on each hand, he had no nose and his skin was a deathly pale.
"Here is not a good place for young ladies to get lost..."
He smiled, showing sickly teeth.
"You never know who might be out there."

Zach saw this person emerge from the shadows, and that instantly set alarms off in his mind. This guy looked like an experiment. Zach quickly looked around, and found a scrap piece of iron. He grabbed it, and let his arm get taken over by the iron. This time, he also made his hand into more of a claw, so that it had razor sharp edges. He then ran up behind him, grabbed him in a choke hold, and put his claws right up to the person’s neck

“I suggest you tell us who you are, and where we are at, or things might get a little messy. And if you even think of doing anything to Leah, I will slit your throat before you even get another breath in”