Cam jumped out the Cell."I am never going to jail". Cam laughed and walked up to Ibram. "Where's Shen we should take him instead of Riley. He's more useful. Just saying." He put his hands up and showed a innocent face. He noticed Rae looking for Shen. He followed deciding not to change but just walk around and let his eyes adjust and notice objects. He walked unable to found an ounce of evidence of a Cell. Cam turned and continued to his left.

Cam stuck his fingers out to feel the Cold and Damp walls sensing his brother Shen's Nearness. He moved across the big room finally noticing a Structure of his Cell in the distance. He ran took it and grabbed onto the cold metal bars noticing a short but fit Asian inside.Cam smiled."Found em' guy's". He turned to Shen."There's my Favorite Asian man. Let's go".

There weren't any words to express how much relief Riley felt at the door being opened. All that was left now was whatever lay in darkness behind it. Guns? People with knives? She was more than willing to kill to see some sunlight now, hurt or not. "Where's Shen we should take him instead of Riley. He's more useful. Just saying."

"Oh shut up, Cam, or I'm knocking you out and leaving you down here." Riley said, frowning. She smacked him upside the head before he ran off the find Shen. God he just aggravated her so much sometimes. Likewise she aggravated him. Their personality's just didn't go well together. Waiting for the others, Riley ran a hand through her hair and sighed for what seemed like the millionth time. She even wondered how long it would take for everyone to lay off of her if she asked one of boys to carry hair the rest of the way. She felt like passing out. But she stood up anyway like nothing was wrong and said to everyone, "Okay. We've got everyone. The door's open. If you're staying down here stay, but I' leaving."

"Thank you Rae", said Fern in a dry monotone voice, but that was how she always sounded, she sensed something was wrong with Riley she didn't know whether it was being kooked up in a cage or something else but she looked like death warmed over and Cam picking didn't help. "Cam enough really we just need to get Shen out", she said as she put her hand on Riley's shoulder giving her concerned look. She walked up to the gate and looked at the lock it was different then the others had been, but she knew why. Shen was a much bigger and tougher animal than the rest of them so whom ever had done this had put him in a special cage much like she had been, "Whoever did this to us. Knew what we morph into",she said. She didn't think any of the keys that Rae had would work on Shen's cage much to thin. She looked around the room for anything she might be able to use, to pick the lock, there was a syringe on a table much to flimsy, a thin piece of metal something what ever it was it would work. She went to work twisting the metal in the lock listening very carefully her hearing was very good, she assumed that was from the fox she morphed into but she really wasn't sure. And soon she heard a click and the lock opened, she walked over to Shen slowly she didn't want to startle him in the state, "Shen let's go", she said quietly.

Tyler had just watched as his brothers and sisters busted each other out of the cells. He had wanted to help but he was little and not as strong as the some of the others. It didn't usually matter in a fight. He was a long distance fighter, he was also very good at setting up traps, but here and now there was no need of his skills. He released his animal form and cringed as his bones began to lengthen and change back. It only took a few seconds this time but he was gasping for breath by the end. That had hurt a lot more than it should have done. With all the doors open the others were looking for Shen.
"Where's Shen we should take him instead of Riley. He's more useful. Just saying."
That was typical Cam and although Tyler half agreed with the statement he knew that he too would be stuck in 'useless'. Shen had been found by the noises coming from the other end of the room. Everyone liked Shen, Tyler didn't quite get why but he liked him too so he didn't much care.
'We have to find our weapons first...'
He spoke up so the rest of the group could hear him. He knew they'd agree. Although they could all use different weapons they had a kind of connection with their original ones.
'Where do you suggest we start looking?'

"Allow me, I'll smell our weapons in my animal form." Ibram says before changing, now basically accustomed to the pain of transformation. "Out of all our forms, wolves have the best noses. Dad didn't call me Scout or ghost for nothing." He gives them a teethy smile, before opening the door quietly with his front paw. "Rae, Tyler, and Fern: come with me to get the rest of our guns. The rest of you, get Shen out and wait for our return, okay?" He barks, that whole 'leader of the pack' thing appearing. He was always one of Dad's favorites, and he was the unofficial leader of the ragtag group.

"Guard ahead, carrying a tazer and M9 pistol, fully loaded but safety is on." He calls out, opening the door some more. "I'll take him." He slinks out the door, and crawls across the floor as silently as possible. However, one toenail slips, causing a screech that alerted the guard. The guard, seeing the wolf, breaks for the alarmed. "I dont think so suckwad." Dale barks before jumping on the guards back, rolling him over, and using his Sharp canine teeth to rip the man's throat out.

"Well, that's done." He says, spitting out a chunk of meat before transforming back. He wipes his bloody mouth on the corpses' uniform, than grabs the tazer and M9. "It's not much, but it'll do until we find our weapons." He says, tossing the tazer to Riley. "Let's go find the armoury, and get our weapons.

Shen awoke to mind numbing pain.He couldn't see out of his right eye for some reason, only his left seem to work. His body shivered. How long had he been wallowing here? In this, cold, dank place? The drugs had worn off on him, there was no more restraint on the pain he now endured. A pool of blood was what his shaggy black mane lie crumpled up in. The blood mixed with the water and followed in a light stream to the drain behind his dilapidated appearing body. Bruises, contusions fist sized marked his greasy, grimy, sweaty flesh. Dirt clung readily to him, making him filthy and disheveled in appearance.

His head burned with high fever, infection had set in and was growing at alarming rate. His body was sweating and the floor, as cool as it mat have been he barely felt but a prick of coolness that the humid cage offered. The right side of his face throbbed for some unknown reason. All he could hear in his ears was his raspy breath, parched of moisture despite it being all around. He stirred quietly, grunting as his battered body tried to move across the grimy floor. First his left arm would quiver wildly as he out stretched the sore limb. Upon it were whip marks, torn, shredded scourge marks all up the length of the muscular limb. Bloody fingers fingers, trembling despite their master's iron will gripped a protruding rock.

Beginning to push himself, his right hand pressed to the ground as he rolled fully on to his swollen belly the slightest movement had blood gushing past his lips. He coughed wildly, choking as the dark red fluid settled in the back of his throat. It seeped to the ground like a poison as he tried to apply weight to his right arm. However, as soon as he put weight on it, his arm bent, giving way to his weight. He slammed into his fractured ribs, compressing them causing him to convulse with pain. His left hand trembled as he lifted it and gripped his shoulder. The bone was dislocated. He gritted his teeth and twisted, finally pushing it back in socket.

Shen groaned in pain. He suddenly found himself exhausted. Such a wasted effort to stand...

"There's my Favorite Asian man. Let's go".

Shen opened his eye wearily, moving only the orb inside the socket. His face was still laid upon the ground, leaned on the damaged right half of his face. His body prone, laying unmoving, seemingly he though he heard Cam's voice. His heart beat was slow, hard against his ears. What had they given him? Poison? He couldn't even lift his head, the muscles so tense yet felt hardly there at the same time. His brain vaguely registered the scent drifting to him. That familiar scent of a lion. His mind must be playing tricks on him again....

"Shen let's go"

His left eye flickered open, this time he coughed sharply. This dislodged drying blood and only exacerbated the issue sending him into a couching fit. His body rolling to instinct and when it had, it showed gruesome detail of what these...intruders had done. H several of his ribs were heavily fractured, long gashes, strips of flesh shredded. His face, upon the right side, near where his eye had been was an open wound that was still gaping. His left eye rolling about in his head, unable to focus on anything. Then it rolled by Fern's face. Was that..her? Was that really her? He tried to urge, to plead his body to just listen to him..but it was no use..blood seeped from his injures, from mild to severe.

Fern knelt down next to Shen and surveyed his injuries, she believed he had fractured ribs and possibly a collapsed lung, if Riley looked like death warmed over Shen looked like death himself. "Don't move to quickly", she said even though she he would do it anyway Shen was stubborn and often times inconsiderate of himself in tense situations, where the rest of the group was in trouble.

Fern couldn't do much about the internal bleeding but she could try to stop the bleeding from the external ones. She grabbed a hold of the material of the sweater she was wearing, clenching tightly she pulled ripping it off her arm, and then repeated the action with the other. "This is going to hurt" she said to Shen as tied the strips of cloth tightly on the wounds of his arm to try to compress and stop the bleeding.

Fern didn't have a bed side manner, she didn't see the point in sugar coating it was going to hurt, and she had no way of dulling the pain for him. "They hit us all with some sort of sedative so I imagine your a bit groggy right now. But if your going to live you have to get up and come with the rest of us, let us help you for once Shen please.", Shen always tried to help her and the younger ones now it was their turn.

She inched closer to Shen, gently lifted his arm over her shoulder now she knew she couldn't help him walk she was much to short for that but she could at least get him to his feet so one of the boys could take over.

Rae had never liked being bossed around. She prefered doing things her own way, living the life of a loner. But in this situation, sticking together was the only solution that seemed fully correct. Her icy gaze flickered back to Shen. He needed more medical treatment despite what Fern was doing to help. The keys. Had there been one for a medical facility? She rummaged through the many keys that hung on her belt-loop. Guard-house, break-room, armoury... She paused to remove the key. "Ibram," she said as a fair warning before tossing the key in his direction. Back at the keys, she managed to find one that was labled for what she was searching for.

"Is there any way we can get Shen to the medical facility?" she asked, looking over at Cam and Fern. "We can't drag him around and risk making his injuries worse." The key was clearly labled 205. Rae peeked outside the door to see the room number. 187. "It can't be much farther from here," she added on a positive note, if positive was even in her vocabulary at this point.

"Alright, let's get moving than." Dale says as he enters the room again, the M9 he grabbed off the guard locked and loaded. "I'll take point, seeing as I'm the one with the gun. come on, before they discover the body." he heads out again, but pauses at the guards' body. He drops on one knee, and takes a key set and the dogtags off the corpse. "I think this is the key to the armoury, we'll need this." He says, putting the key on his wrist and the dogtags over his neck. "I need to keep a kill count, to prove I'm the hyper-lethal one in the group, seeing as you guys never believe me when I say it myself." he scoffs, than moves down the hallway. he stops at a corner, and peers over. "Two guards, two shots." He grins as he pulls out of the corner, and fires off two rounds. The guards drop like rocks, and Dale searches them for new keys and their dogtags as the others catch-up.

"Yes, just what we needed!" Dale says happily as he pulls a map out of a guards' pocket. "Rae, I found a map." Dale runs back to the others "Now, to find the armoury and medical center..." he says, unfolding it and studying the paper. "Alright, the armoury is room 205, we are in room 187. The Medical center is in room 155." he says out loud. "So let's grab our guns first, and shoot/sneak our way through to the medical center. We patch up everyone there, than rescue Father and get the hell out of this place." He says, pointing to the rooms on the map. "It seems that the HVT's are kept here, in the special prison at room 666." he points at the 6th floor down on the map. "This place is 10 stories underground, and we're on the 2nd floor. Dad's on the 6th floor, and whoever runs this joint is on the 10th floor." He says, pointing to the room labeled "CO's office". He looks at the keys Rae tossed him, and matches them up with the rooms on the map.

"Alright, we got the key to the armory, the break room, the barracks, and what's this one?" He says as he holds up the last key. "Wait a freaking second..." He looks the key over, and his eyes widen in terror and amazement. "This is a launch key, and it hasn't been used. It's for an LGM-118 Peacekeeper ICBM missiles. They each carry up to 10 Mk-21 MIRV's, each MIRV is capable of holding a 300 kiloton warhead, either nuclear or explosive. Just one of those MIRV missiles is 20 times more powerful than the one dropped on Hiroshima..." He says in absolute terror, a cold sweat breaking across his face. "But that's impossible: The Peacekeepers' were decommissioned in '05, in favor of the Minuteman-III missiles. Plus, they were only used by the USAF, and this is not a Air Force Base..."

Eva shifted back into her slim, human form to hear what was going on. As she looked into the cell, she saw Shen on the ground with Rae and Fern. Concerned, she went in as well. "We could carry.." she began sheepishly, but didn't continue.
He didn't look good at all, and this worried her. Rae was right, he needed medical attention as soon as possible. She sat there, as her siblings went off to find weapons and killing guards.
Ibram started going off about bombs, which she didn't understand at all. But she did catch one thing; whatever they had in this building, it wasn't good. Which meant they should get out of here as soon as possible.

"Why don't I go to the medical center? I'll just scout it.. I blend in with the hallways anyway," she proposed, exasperated. She wasn't in the mood to argue with anyone right now. She took Ibram's hand and turned it to see the map. Room 155. "I'll be back," she muttered, and walked to the door. She shifted, wincing again, then slipped out the doorway. Blood was oozing onto the tile in the corner. God forbid someone see that... why wasn't that cleared away?

She continued down to the right, where the numbers went by. 178, 177, 176...
So far there was no one. She froze as she heard footsteps, but they were heading away from her in a different hall leading to her left. She continued, silently moving along in the bright light, until she reached it. 157, 156, and then 155. There were no handles, but double-doors that you pushed open.
Pausing, she lifted herself up onto her hind legs and peered inside the thin pane of glass. It was empty, save for one man in total white, preparing syringes filled with an odd, purple liquid. There were nine of them.
Her lip curled and she took a few steps back, debating on whether to bust the door down and mangle the man inside or wait for the others. By then it might be too late.

So she leaped up, smashing into the two doors, forcing them to fly open. Her white paws slid on the slick tile as she faced the man, snarling. Terrified, he reached to press a red button..
Without giving a second to spare she charged and tackled him, with her paws on his chest, she leaned into his face, teeth bared, her brown eyes glaring into his own. When he tried yelling she put an enormous paw on his throat and pressed. He made a gurgling noise, as his airways were cut off.

"Don't move to quickly"

Shen heave heaved with several raspy breaths as heard Fern speak at him, to him. She was there, perhaps they all were. There were a resourceful menagerie of various intellects and personalities. He lifted his remaining eye, the other having been carved out of his his head, plucked and left with rent flesh exposed as the side of his face had been viciously mutilated.The gaping hole left to stare out into eternity, was much as his heart was now; bleeding, in great pain.

The battered eye lid swollen and hard to keep open as he remembered waking up before this. An unclear face, and unseen hand holding him down very forcefully. His feline eyes hadn't been touched yet, nor had there been a scratch on him other than tranquilizer injection sites. His ears flickered about on his head, like radar dishes trying to pick up what was being said, but his clouded mind couldn't seem to translate and his eyes briefly shut again...except

"I want to see how the big one does against the bear.."



When he awoke and the tranquillizers had worn off the first time, he was frantic. Pacing back and forth, padding the floor with his colossal paws. He let loose a fearsome cry, bearing his extensive canines and proving that his jaws could very nearly bite a man in half. But no one was listening, instead only iron bars held him locked an a tightly confined cage. There was no room to even lie down. He then heard a sound that alarmed his animal instincts, a buzzer was going off flashing a bright yellow light before the cage door unlocked. He was released from his cage.

Not even thinking about it, wanting to take and opportunity to escape and find his family he couldn't wait. He slid under the slowly rising barred door as it lifted and trekked out into the mysterious unknown. It was dark, but nothing that his eyes could not illuminate five times greater than that of his human side. He stuck his nose to the ground and light sniffed, the tens of hundreds possibly thousands of receptors filling his brain with knowledge.

He padded forwards, his feline form swaying its tail from left to right slowly, letting it bend and curl or straighten. His eyes sifting through the dark until he heard a chain rattle against the ground. His ears perked, and his head lifted immediately to the point of origin. He turned himself around cautiously. Slinking low to the ground. It was big. Really big. As big as him, possibly bigger...



Fern had just finished bandaging him, she had torn strips from her own cloth to forge the wrapping that seemed to stitch him back together again. The major wounds now had a painful, but needed pressure applied to them now. His limbs were the ones mostly bandaged, not his mauled face. He felt the strength gradually, returning to him albeit with a cumbersome level of difficulty.

"They hit us all with some sort of sedative so I imagine your a bit groggy right now. But if your going to live you have to get up and come with the rest of us, let us help you for once Shen please."

Fern implored him, though he knew himself It was probably one more plea that he wouldn't heed. He was the oldest after all. Rather they wanted to or not, They had come to respect him. He was the first to be fostered, the youngest too. He had lived with his transformations from a very early age of four. After that, there were others, others like him. He wasn't alone anymore. He didn't feel quite so out of place...

Slapping the ground his battered left arm helped the much smaller Fern as he stood. He felt woozy, discombobulated. The bones in the arch of back popped loudly enough to hear outside the cell, never mind Fern who was standing right at his side. He turned to her, and though the deep wound to his right eye orbit was severe, he lifted and and caressed her cheek affectionately.

"Thank you Fern.."

Eva licked her jaws, clearing away the metallic scarlet that so easily stained her fur. The man's throat was shredded, the needles had shattered on the floor, save one. She turned on her paws, using her nose to delicately sniff around the tables. Silver instruments, sharp and pokey, even more syringes, carefully labeled bottles.
Her pink nose stopped at a drawer and used a massive paw to roll it open. There was a pack of bandages, and then a box labeled "first aid". Using her teeth was difficult, so she shifted out, back into a human, picked up the box and began to exit the room. She stepped over the pooling blood, then stopped. The single, unbroken still-full syringe lay on the ground, and it rolled towards her feet. Curiously she bent down and retrieved it, careful not to poke hself with it, and then sprinted back down the hall.

Her caution had left her, so at the moment she was madly going down the white until she reached room 187. She brushed back her blonde hair, breathing heavily. She never was much of a runner. "I got first aid stuff.. and this." She waved the syringe filled with the purple liquid.
Her siblings were still there. Evangeline first went to Shen's cell, and opened the white box. More bandages, antiseptic, peroxide, gauze, a variety of other things. She even saw a couple emergency allergy medication stuff.

She looked up at him, then back at the box. "Can I .. erm.. can I replace those bandages?" she asked softly, asking him for permission first. Her eyes flickered to Fern.
"There's stuff in here, for anyone who needs it. Also, there were eight more of these needles," she held it carefully. "I think they were for us."

Fern knew that Shen's injuries were quite extensive and there was much she could do for his eye, it hurt her that she couldn't fix every injury he had. She tried to smile when he stroked her cheek she felt her face grow hot. When Eva came up with the first aide kit she smiled gently at her, "He definitely will be better off with proper bandages thank you Eva", Fern looked at the syringes "I assume this is the sedative they used on all of us so be careful not to prick yourself", she helped Shen along till they found a chair so that he could sit down and fix him up better. "Riley get over here I know your injured as well we might be able to find something to help you as well", she said. If Shen was the big brother of the group Fern was the big sister, it had been just her and Shen for a long time so when the younger ones came they became very protective over them. She was very close to her sisters and often knew that something was wrong with them and she would try to comfort them. Not many knew this cause typically Fern didn't show her emotions in front of everyone. But when the girls were alone together she could be almost motherly towards them.

Fern and Shen hand been the first ones experimented on, his animal being large and ferocious, and her small and quick trained to work in tandem with each other she would go through first and take out snipers. Shen was the heavy and would take out the heavily armed opponents as the family grew everyone became more trained in specific areas. Still if something were to happen to Shen she would feel like her other half was gone. She had to make sure he was stable before she could go any further but her instincts told her that wasn't going to be easy. She sighed she would have to leave Shen in the care of the others and scout ahead clearing a path for their escape. With her ability it was easier for her to crawl through air ducts and access shafts, "Eva please attend to Shen and Riley's injuries I have to help the others clear a path for us to get out", she stood up straight drew in a deep breath and let it out; and fluidly morphed into her fox form. She was always graceful and quiet in her animal form, she looked back at the others one last time and then found a air duct to crawl into.

"Alright Fern, you go that way. I'm gonna personally shoot up every son of a bitch until I get to the armory, than I'm gonna blow this entire fuckin' place to pieces." He growls, pissed off that all this happened, to him and his psuedo family. He morphs into his wolf form, and he nods at the others before running off. He evades the guard patrols, with the keys in his mouth, until he reaches the armory. "And here we are, time to kick some ass." he says after he morphs back, unlocking the heavy steel door. he opens it, and sweeps quickly for any guards. After clearing the entire room, he looks around for their weapons. "Aha, here they are!" He says, opening up a locker that reads 'Prisoner's weapons'. "Let's see: Riley's Dagger, Cam's knife thing, Rae's daggers, Shen's Shoge, Eva's Dagger, Aniya's fans..." he says to himself, checking that everyone's were here.