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Post by Rising Dragon on Mar 25, 2008 21:04:21 GMT -5
Carver nodded and reloaded his assault rifle, discarding the spent cartridge on the ground. Loading the new cartridge, Carver ran out of the door, following Ethan. Gunfire was heard as battle was joined.
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Post by Ribitta on Mar 26, 2008 9:40:52 GMT -5
In the darkness, Felix's body immediately suffered a whole body shiver; he hated the dark. "Yeah... light sounds good," he muttered. Placing his palms together, he expanded them, revealing a web of electricity running from hand to another as if it were alive. With a quick motion, he scooped some into one hand and let the rest die out. Holding his makeshift lightbulb aloft, he beckoned Zack to follow him down. The alarm would activate any second with backup power to that area he had just neutralized, and Europeans would be flooding the area very soon.
Stealithly creeping, Felix quickly found the first of the containers. Medical information filled a screen next to all of them. Only one or two appeared to actually be dead in these tiny containers. Looking around, he quickly found a relatively large pipe running over their heads. That would be perfect. "C'mon," he said quietly, "we can observe things from on that." He quickly devised a path to get up there and followed it with success.
Inching along the pipe on his belly, Felix found the perfect place where he could view the next events, and he waited.
Soon they came, just as he had thought they would. They came in groups and scores. They were all interested in this. The few American guards who had been in the area were quickly despatch despite how heavily armed they were.
"Open the dead ones first," said the leader of the operation. "I want to know exactly what's in these things before I go rooting around through the live ones." A smile cracked Felix's face. Idiots. There were two "dead" pods, all relatively close to one another. None showed a heartbeat, but the screen still stayed up. Even the Americans were smarter than this.
Two hatches flew open simultaneously and the effects were instantaneous. Dark fire immediately errupted from one, and thin beams that sliced through the air like a sword through water shot forth with speed beyond the ability to be tracked by the human eye. Each beam struck several soldiers, and they were dead before their body had even started falling.
Every single guard was dead within moments. Such power! The two released slowly moved from one pod to another, opening and releasing each inhabitant.
Damian turned to Kuro as the two released the last pod, "Well, Kuro. It's finally happened. We're all released. The only thing left now is to purge the rest of this abominable facility from the countries."
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Post by Evil McBadGuy on Mar 26, 2008 13:52:29 GMT -5
Zackarias mearly watched as all this went on, not being able to find words to describe or comment on the situation. All the Alphas were now free, or would be soon, in which both the invaders and Americans here would soon be wiped out. But still, Zack couldn't help but have this strange feeling he had. Almost as if something terribly bittersweet was about to happen.
Well, it seemed one of their names was Kuro, kind of an odd name if you were to ask Zack. This man and the other that was let loose had displayed power even greater than Zackarias and Felix's' themselves, which was something to marvel at. Now, the Gamma could only hope the Alphas would side with them, cause if they didn't, everyone whould be screwed.
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Mar 26, 2008 15:10:34 GMT -5
After several reloads and gunfights, the duo was given a break. In the middle of a hallway, they stood, in the midst of several corpses, most shot to death. Ethan panted, having to run nearly the entire length of the hallway, away from the gunfire.
"I was told there was an exit in sector C-19. I'm not sure if it would be blocked off by now, but it wouldn't hurt to try. He should probably pick up those kids you mentioned earlier." Ethan then suggested. Right after more men came around the corner, telling them to freeze. Ethan responded with another strong shout, sending them against the wall, mostly just hurting them. He didn't quite catch his breath at the time.
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Post by Rising Dragon on Mar 26, 2008 15:59:13 GMT -5
"We're good, but we're not that good," Carver said to his companion while he reloaded his weapons. He paid no mind to the guards as Ethan disabled them, then raised his weapon and executed them one after another with clean shots to the head. "We've still got all those Europeans out there, along with most of the guards that were in here. We'd get shot to pieces. Best if we find the other residents and teamed up."
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Mar 26, 2008 16:10:20 GMT -5
"Maybe see if the Alphas would help..." Ethan then suggested, he wanted to kick himself. If they go near the Alphas and let them loose...he wouldn't know what would happen. Yet, there was hope. Ethan and Carver were of the same race as that of the Alphas and they needed to work together. The Alphas would know that they could get locked up again just as easily as before, unless they all worked together. He nodded to himself that's what they would do then, as far as he saw it.
"Yeah, let's go get those kids and then help out some of the Alphas. I'm sure most of our other people can handle themselves as well as we are...at least I hope." He added, thinking of the weaker ones.
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Post by Rising Dragon on Mar 26, 2008 16:13:04 GMT -5
"Yeah, let's," Carver said, while looting the corpses of their extra ammo and giving some of it to Ethan. "There's something big going on near the cafeterias and work stations. I can hear fighting, and it doesn't sound pleasant."
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Mar 26, 2008 16:21:12 GMT -5
"Better check and see if some of our people are caught in the middle of it." Ethan said, checking his gun and counting his clips. He shoved them into his pocket the best he could while loosely holding onto another for a quick reload. He started running there, his breath caught.
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Post by Rising Dragon on Mar 26, 2008 16:29:09 GMT -5
Carver quickly followed Ethan, using his superior running speed to keep up. He kicked open the door to the first cafeteria, and entered a firefight.
Soldiers were being pushed back to the other rooms by a handful of the residents, who were using their freed powers to rain various energies and attacks at the guards. Not a single guard was able to press through or even wound one of the residents, while black-clad bodies of soldiers and guards were piling up on the floor.
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Mar 26, 2008 16:38:00 GMT -5
Ethan ducked down immediately as gun fire poured about. Ethan peeked, secretly cheering on the residents. Finally some pay back, some redemption. He then turned to Carver, having a much more joyful out look.
"Let's flank 'em, show them not to mess with us ever again." Ethan suggested with a grin as he began to move against some over turned tables, keeping on the outside of the crossfire.
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Post by Ribitta on Mar 26, 2008 17:59:14 GMT -5
"Let's assemble the rest, first, Damian," said Kuro quietly. "I think there are a couple more. Some faces here I recognize, some I do not. There are some missing though, but my powers are not yet at their fullest to find the way into the next area..."
"Not a problem," Damian said with a grin. Walking over to a dead American guard, he place his hand on him. Power surged from the tips and the American sat up with a gasp. "Where are the rest of the Alphas?" Damian demanded. No reply. Slamming his small hand into the guard's throat with more power than a full grown man would have, he repeated his question but louder this time. "Where are the rest of the Alphas!"
The guard sputtered, blood in his mouth from when he had been killed, "L-lower. F-floor retracts from the console in the main t-tower." There was a sickening crunch as Damian slammed his hand into the man's throat and snapped the bone in two. Standing up, Damian took a look at the cold metal floor. With a nod to Kuro, he placed his palms facing into the floor and fired. The whole room shook as the metal slowly gave way to Damian's tremendous dark fire. It was indeed a strong metal and a thick floor. After several seconds of this, Damian relaxed his hand. There was a whole large enough now to fit someone through. The Americans had done a lot of upgrading in the last three years.
There were only two holding cells on the lower level, and after destroying the guards that protected them, Damian slowly took the lead in front of Kuro toward what appeared to be a large box-like room. The door was quickly blown away, and the two dark powers made there way in. A lone girl with long golden hair lay huddled in the corner of a completely mirrored room, staring quietly over her knees. When Damian and Kuro fully entered the room, her eyes widened.
"D-damian?" she said with a quiver to her voice.
"Riul!" Damian shouted running toward her. The two embraced in a hug, Damian taking the comforting position while Riul sobbed. "I know..." he said quietly. "It's been... four, five years? They took you first, it wasn't right..." At the back of the room, Kuro left silently, leaving Damian to settle things with his sister.
Kuro quickly headed to the other cell, finding a man in shackles, bloodied up by them but still somehow miraculously alive. Quick slices of dark energy removed them from his body, and Kuro held out his hand to help the other Alpha rise.
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Post by Rising Dragon on Mar 26, 2008 18:37:08 GMT -5
"Right!" Carver said, hunkering down and moving swiftly along the back side of the residents, moving towards the other side. Using overturned tables. Moving out behind one, Carver aimed his rifle and released a stream of bullets, further pushing back the enemy.
===Alpha Storage Facility===
He was sitting on the cot, his wrists and ankles shackled together to hinder his movement. It was uncomfortable, combined with the binders that were wrapped around his wrists and forehead, as well as his neck, upper arms, and thighs. When it came to an Alpha, they always added the extra measures to prevent them to unleash their power. Green eyes looked out from under dirty brown bangs of hair, at a scratched and damaged wall of steel, wandering listlessly over to the bars and the two guards that flanked his cage. He yawned. Another boring day. It sounded like there was something going on up top, but he didn't know, he could barely hear--
There was a high-pitched humming noise as rays of energy lanced through the guards, coring them in over a dozen places, splattering blood and cooked flesh across the wall opposite of him. He stood up quickly, eyes wide in--was that excitement? A young man walked up to the bars, his arms and legs free of shackles and the restrainment devices. He grinned at this freed newcomer, approaching the bars as they were ripped free from their constraints. "Someone got stupid, eh?" he said with a smirk.
"Damn straight."
"Cool. Say, how do you get this crap off?"
Minutes later, the boys approached the gathering group of Alphas, noting the blood that was splattered everywhere. The formerly-caged young man was rubbing at his wrists in glee, knowing now that he was free, his power could be unleashed at any time. Things were looking up. Today, a boring day? Hell no, today was gonna be awesome.
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Mar 26, 2008 19:09:59 GMT -5
Ethan waited as Carver began to have their attention, he was taking very deep breaths. This was going to be a big one. He continued to concentrate his energy as the guards and soldiers were shooting at any resident that moved. Ethan looked over as a stray bullet, be it by luck or fate, sped past the waves of power, all the residents and into the arm of a weak zeta, the same boy who was beaten earlier. Rage flew into Ethan's body and voice. He, risking all the bullets, jumped from over the tables and landed next to the crowd of humans.
"ENOUGH!" Ethan roared as a massive sonic boom, produced by this mere Delta, flew through the masses. The guards and soldiers had all lost balance and fell, the ones closer to the front skid across the floor and into other men. The gunfire ceased for a moment as the soldiers and guards recuperated. Ethan fell to his knees, panting, neigh, gasping for air. He had never made such an attack before and his felt drained at the moment. His gun clacked on the ground as he held his chest, his lungs screaming with each sharp breath in and out.
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Post by Evil McBadGuy on Mar 28, 2008 19:09:57 GMT -5
Hmm... Zackarias thought for a moment, he couldn't just sit there forever. He was curious, and the feeling he was having wasn't going away. So, seeing as how Felix was a tad preocupied, Zack turned invisible and crept down from the hiding spot. 'Time to explore this place.', he thought, then walking off.
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Post by Morph on Mar 29, 2008 4:39:01 GMT -5
Thin traces of thoughts entered his mind. Something was going on, and it was a wrong thing. They should have given him another dose of whatever the power-suppressant was called, through the small tube that was attached to one of the chains, and ended up going into the straight jacket he wore. But they hadn't. Usually at least small drops of the suppressant leaked through the tube every minute or so, and he was given an extra dose every few hours. The doses he was given were large enough to knock him out for a while.
What thoughts he heard weren't very pleasant. Or perhaps they were, but he just couldn't distinguish them clearly. The madness still lingered within the bowels of his mind.
And then, suddenly, he heard creaking, sounds of breaking, cries of people, sounds that had long gone unheard. The door to the cell had opened, probably, or he had finally gone even madder.
But to his surprise, although still quite slight, his chains fell off and his body dropped to the ground with a thump. His eyes tried to widen a little, but they couldn't, he was still blindfolded. His bloodied fingers wiggled slightly from where his hands stuck out of the straight jacket, near the shoulders, as if he had been meant to be mummified. His body wormed around a little and rolled over onto its back. "Gaaa...!" He let out, as if to greet whoever had broke open the door.
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