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Abia looked around, hearing shouting and seeing more panicked men. Where was she? What were they doing? Whatever it was, these horrible would pay dearly. She began walking towards them, not even trying to hide. She was sure that they were too panicked to notice her anyways. To her dismay, somebody did see her and froze in their tracks.

"Subject Alpha has been released!" he cried out, to which she ran towards him and punched his jaw. She bit her tongue and shook her hand as pain burst up her arm. Ok, maybe she wasn't exactly Wonder Woman yet. That didn't mean she couldn't try though.

Somebody grabbed onto her, trying to force her into another room. "Get off of me!" she yelled, shoving the guy away. He came at her again, more determined this time. Lucky for him, so was Abia. "I said, 'GET AWAY!'" She screamed, releasing a sonic screech that sent anything within twenty feet of her flying backwards. The man hit the wall with a loud thud. He crumpled to the floor and didn't move.

Terrified and confused, the brunette looked around for anything that could help her. Trying to ignore the pain in her hand, and the raw feeling in her throat from the scream, she spotted a hallway leading to another room similar to this one. Was somebody else there? She could only hope.

Turning, she ran down the corridor as fast as she could, subconsciously pushing anyone in her way against the wall. She didn't even realize it. It was almost natural. "Somebody help me!" she yelled, though it came out strained and choked. It sounded like she was on her death bed instead of trying to escape it. She entered the room and saw a young boy standing there, looking frightened. Then she noticed the bodies. On the ceiling.

Gasping a bit, she held onto the door frame she was standing in and looked at the kid. "Are you doing that?" she asked him in a whisper, partially from amazement and partially due to her sore throat.