Madeline Halisworth's Story

Chem had gone through one of the intersecting main hallways without a second glance. In his mind, it was logical to not look suspicious by glancing around every corner. A glance behind him revealed that Cory had created a portal to keep them from having to go through the main hallway. Chem wanted to call the man an idiot, but he didn't want to speak in the quiet hallway where there was the risk of being overheard. It was pointless to use his powers every time something came up, especially since the dimness of the hallways worked to their advantage in this situation. Shaking his head, Chem continued down the hallway without waiting for the others. At the junction with the next hall, Chem stopped and waited for the others to catch up. This was where they'd need to really start using their powers.

Staggering into the wall like he was drunk, he peered up the hallway. There seemed to be an elevator at the end of the hallway, but of course there were two guards guarding it, though Chem couldn't tell if they were armed or not.
Staggering backwards until he was out of sight of the two guards, Chem stood up straight and turned back to make sure the group had caught up to him. Turning to Osiris, he waved to catch her attention. "20 feet. Two guards." he gestured to show which direction down the hall the guards were. He trusted that she'd know what to do.

"Run after they're down. Elevator." he spoke shortly to the rest of the group, keeping his voice low.
"Royal. Cybil. Anything unusual?" he realized he should have asked that before sending Osiris to eliminate the guards, but it was too late to go back on that now. His voice was low as he spoke to their human contact and the Doll, but he knew they'd be able to hear him.

Osiris

Not with the slightest of hitches in her breath, the woman eventually managed to close the distance between her and Chem. She approached their leader warily, her sharp eyes still aware of any unknown presence. She jerked her head backwards to identify the progress of her comrades - the team was, more or less, together now. Osiris watched on, curious, as Chem ushered her towards him.
"20 feet. Two guards." She nodded in agreement, no other information was needed in order for Osiris to understand the meaning underneath.
I have to kill them, The woman thought hungrily. Easy.

She crouched behind the corner as the pupils of her eyes began to illuminate a startling crimson. From either side of her back, two thin black daggers quietly burst into existence. They continued to spiral and twirl seamlessly in mid-air for a short moment before abruptly shifting direction towards the enemies. The daggers propelled towards the guards, instantly hitting home - the heart. The pair immediately plummeted to the ground, shock evident in their faces. Without a second to lose, Osiris dashed towards the guards - a glowing scabbard manifesting on her hip. The scarlet pulsating light surrounding the long narrow weapon evaporated into the air, as Osiris swiftly unsheathed an ebony katana. While still in rhythm, she advanced towards the duo - who now lay vulnerable on the floor - and slashed off their heads without a second thought. They unceremoniously tumbled onto the ground, a thick trail of scarlet blood trailing from the severed neck.

The limp bodies blocked the way towards the elevator. Osiris shoved them away with the toe of her boot, disgust written across her dainty face. She looked down at her katana irritated, a line of their crimson body juices coated the edge of the blade. The woman pressed the elevator button and roughly shook her weapon around as she waited for the team to make their way towards her.

Chem nodded as he received information from Royal and Cynbel. He knew their words were likely reliable, but he really only trusted Royal. Who knew what humans thought; at least he could predict what a Contractor or Doll would do in a situation. Hearing the swish of Osiris' blade cutting through air and flesh and Scapegoat's following joke, he felt the corner of his mouth twitch into something resembling a smile.

Striding swiftly toward the elevator, he stepped inside after a moments pause to check for any visible bugs on the outside. The doors had opened almost instantly after Osiris pushed the button, which set Chem slightly on edge as he wondered why the elevator would already be on this level. He paused to think for a couple seconds, coming up with a secondary plan.
"I don't trust this." nonetheless, he stepped into the elevator. He'd mostly just said it to remind the others to stay alert, though he was sure he probably didn't need to remind them.

He cast a rather suspicious eye at the panel in the elevator as the light for the top floor lit up. He hit the door open button, holding it just long enough to give the members of his team enough time to make sure they were in the elevator before the doors shut and it began ascending.

"Dark Star, Royal, and Scapegoat, go after the substance. Osiris, you and I will go after the target." his voice was low, eyes narrow as he observed the elevator walls suspiciously.
I keep expecting to see cameras tucked in the corners or microphones. Who knows what crazy shit these rich people can get a hold of Chem's thoughts wandered momentarily, his frustration temporarily distracting him from the task at hand. Shaking his head, he pulled himself back to attention as the elevator dinged to signal their arrival at the suite.