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Avelyn Stone

"This is why I write; to escape this morbid reality."

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a character in “The Collection”, as played by DarlingRapture

Description

Basic Information;

Have you seen me...?

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"Imagination is more important than knowledge."

Name: Avelyn Stone.
Age: 21 Years Old.
Race: Human.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
Role: Victim 1 - The Author.
Orientation: Straight.
Status: Single. She has had a few lovers.
Best Feature: Her thick, wavy black Hair.
Talent: Her ability to write.

She has written a number of different books published, the earliest starting from 10th grade.
Her most popular ones are from The Nightfall Series which has become extremely popular
She is continuing to write more, which has obviously gained the Collector's attention.
Critics say "Her writing makes me feel like I'm really there, like I'm inside the book. It's a drug."


Appearance;

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Avelyn Stone stands at the height of 5 feet and 3 inches, a bit shorter then the average American Woman with a curvaceous figure that would be considered rather chubby. But despite the muscles hiding under her soft and squishy flesh that is stained the color of pale peach, she has always managed to remain beautiful to many around her; not just for her image, but for her personalty. She has a fairly large bust and hour glass curves along her waist; and a slightly chubby tummy, with curved legs that press against each other at the higher point of her thighs. She has a plush, round rear and thick fleshy thighs as well as curved, strong calves that are hooked to her short lower limbs. Her face is sculpted with rather high cheek bones that let the angles flow right, and her long, thick wavy midnight colored hair flows around it to compliment it even more in blended layers. Her eyes are the color of chocolate, and range from a light cocoa color to a dark hazel that is tinted with gold and green inside the deep hues. She has small but plush lips that are a pale pink, and an even nose that is more straight and slightly pointed at the end, and curved higher above her lips. Of course, Avelyn has always been skeptical and self conscious of herself but as she has grown from the judgmental eyes of high school into the more accepting eyes of a few more matured peers, she has come to terms with herself and knows that not all people think skinny is the only beautiful thing out there.

Her makeup is rather dark, her upper eyelids laced with dark grays and blacks as well as her lower lid painted with eyeliner to define her eye shape. She wears cat like eyeliner going off the sides of her eyes, and her eyelashes are long and curled with the help of her favorite cover girl brand mascara. Her fashion consists of darker clothes since she never really went out of that state, and adores wearing baggy wears, dark hoodies, and dark pants or jeans that have rips, chains, or buckles on them. She often wears converse sneakers or skater shoes, on her small, size 7 feet and sometimes even likes to adorn her black combat boots she used to wear all the time in high school. She does have a few dark tattoos under her clothes, including one on her neck in the shape of a bat, one on her right thigh and spider webs covering her right bicep. Her ears are gaged at a 8 with a few silver piercings here and there on both ears, and she usually wears black plugs on her lobes even though her dark hair normally covers her ears up unless the wind whips at it or she tucks some behind her eyes. She wears contacts often when she is out, and always wears dark, rectangular glasses when working on her laptop or reading. Her nails are average length and are usually painted black or red.


Personality;

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To describe Avelyn would take many pages. She has had many things happen in her life that have changed her right and left, some forcing her to grow stronger and others demoting her to a weaker state. But she does have main characteristics that haven't faltered much like some of the qualities she has grown or lost. Avelyn is particularly quiet, and more reserved, but not as much as she was when she was in high school and now a days she isn't afraid to tell someone to fuck off, or to shut the hell up. Meaning, she may be reserved, but she doesn't take the negative things from people anymore and is not afraid to tell people her opinion or how it is. She can be very aggressive. She is quite a bit more social now, with close friends, and strangers who come up to her first, but otherwise when standing in line for coffee or taking the bus somewhere, she tends not to speak to anyone and keeps her head away from any eyes tempted to look at her. She prefers to be at home alone or with someone she is close to, and always finds something to do that she enjoys whether it be writing chapters for her book, reading some passages on some article involving animals, or cuddled up watching a movie involving survival or horror. Avelyn also has been known for her kind behavior towards others; always wanting to lend a hand when someone needs, it, and often never turns down the request when someone needs help with something.

But, her quiet, reserved nature does not hide the other qualities that would be considered more bold or fiery to others around her. Avelyn is not afraid to stand up for herself, and could often be thought of as a rebel since she often wore things that other people hate, and disobeyed the rules of many authority figures around her. She also has a temper buried underneath her skin, one she can control for a few blows from a person she doesn't particularly admire, but eventually if the irritation in her veins starts to make her blood boil, she erupts with hurtful words or violent actions that don't last for long. She also suffers from some deep depression that has affected her mentally, and she actually takes medicine to keep her thoughts from turning into suicidal tendencies; but over the years, it has gotten much better as she is finding happiness in places she did and did not expect to find it.

But the best thing about Avelyn is her creativity, her knack for making things come to life by writing them out on a page. She was a major role player on sites back in her days of high school, and always was able to write reports out well as her language classes remained straight A's and she indulged herself in many writing classes. The way she imagines things helps her ability to let the readers see things so clearly, and critics have judged her work with more positive feedback and comments then negativity. She was always so confident in her writing abilities as she started to write about things that people used to detest, such as sex and exposed flesh, as well as vampires and creatures of the night, and horrific events that society was slowly starting to accept. Even as the vampire trend suddenly grew large, she continued to write about her passions and create fictional tales that readers feasted on. Writing also helped her confidence, and strengthened it as well even when she was given negative comments from critics and other citizens she didn't even know. But writing helps her mind cool off, and she often is enveloped for hours in a world of her own that sometimes can cause some sleep deprivation that she can easily fix. She hopes to make one of her books into a movie someday, since picturing chapters as scenes like a movie is what helps her writing come to life.


Likes;

β™œ Writing
β™œ Reading
β™œ Drinking Tea
β™œ Music (Anything but Country or Rap)
β™œ Being at home
β™œ Friends
β™œ Fuzzy Things
β™œ Animals (Especially dogs)
β™œ Movies (Horror and Survival)
β™œ Black & Red
β™œ Piercings & Tattoos
β™œ Sweets (Candy, ect.)

Dislikes;

β™œ Messes
β™œ Insects and Spiders (Fear)
β™œ Loud Noises
β™œ Pink and Yellow
β™œBlonde Hair
β™œ Hot Weather
β™œ Spicy Sauces
β™œ Sushi
β™œ Seaweed
β™œ Cold Things
β™œ Dark, Small Spaces.
β™œ Blood Circulation being cut off (Fear)
β™œ Heights (Fear)


Hobbies;

β™œ Writing Books
β™œ Watching Movies
β™œ Listening to Music
β™œ Reading Articles
β™œ Playing X-Box
β™œ Photography (Recreational)
β™œ Volunteering at Animal Shelters


History

Avelyn was born into a family that had its ups and downs. She had a mother that worked too much, and a father that drank too much.. but both of them still loved her as much as they could, and struggled to keep themselves as a whole family even though her parents had their fallouts. Throughout her entire family life, she and her parents had fairly nice relationships but nothing that Avelyn can recall as extremely special. She had her regular fights, and her father had gone through a few jobs but she can never recall anything making her truly upset. The events that made Avelyn's life hard was her academic life.

Ever since she was able to type on a computer, Avelyn loved to write. She wrote all kinds of stories, from stories about ghosts to being ship wrecked to fairy tales and monster stories. When she was in intermediate school, all the kids loved to hear her read her tales to them. They begged her to put them into the stories, and her teachers often let her take a chunk of class time to read out her master pieces to her class who envied her and praised her. But when she hit middle school, reading and writing books became "stupid" and "uncool" to the kids that Avelyn was growing up with. Of course she continued to write at home and use it as a recreational tool, but she had already started to get bullied for who she was. She had always been a larger girl, a girl who developed earlier and a girl who had found an escape by writing her feelings which also caused her to spend a lot of time on the internet. She found the terms gothic, and metal music, and vampires on sites she went to which also caused her fashion sense to change which caused her bullies to charge down on her more.

And it only got worse. She wasn't the only one, but she was one of the kids that was constantly harassed on the internet as face book and twitter came to life. But the more she was bullied and out casted, the more she turned to the internet and all the hidden treasures that it held for her to find. She learned more then most kids should know, like how sex worked and other things that most kids wouldn't even want to know. But even so, she continued to remain at home after school and work on writing different poems and stories that she didn't share with anyone. Not until one of her erotic novels was found on a school computer and a student emailed it to everyone.

But even when she was lectured by the principle and her parents about the type of literature she was writing, there was one teacher, one person who saw Avelyn's talent. Her name was Mrs. Beckheart, Avelyn's 8th grade Language teacher. After reading the erotic story, she met with Avelyn after school and encouraged the shy girl who share more of her stories with her. Of course the teacher was stupefied by the amount of detail and creativity Avelyn had given into her stories, and started to work with Avelyn on her writing skills, helping her to create even more detail and more ideas for other stories Avelyn had been working on. By 10th grade, Avelyn had already published her first book which had an average rating as critics grew more and more aware of her talent. She continued to work with Mrs. Beckheart who had become like a second mother to Avelyn, and continued to protect her from other teachers and students who criticized her. But Avelyn still was harassed online, being called a fat ass cow or a stupid gothic freak, and other hurtful names that often led to Avelyn staring at herself in the mirror and wanting to slice all the flesh off of her body. That was when Mrs. Beckheart intervened, and suggested medicine to Avelyn's parents.

Avelyn did start to take depression medication, that helped a bit as she graduated from high school. She had written a few more books and short stories by the time she had received her diploma, and was starting to feel safer as she moved out of her house and got her own place with the many royalties she had received. Mrs. Beckheart and Avelyn continued to stay in touch, even when Mrs. Beckheart had to go to Europe for a year. Avelyn did get some part time jobs to experiment, but when she was 19 published a book that took the nation and parts of the world by surprise, and the need for a part time job wasn't a need at all. Avelyn made sure that when she moved away from Maine and away from the large city of New York, she was in a more secluded area where she wouldn't be bothered as much.

As Avelyn moved out and began to slowly grow more comfortable with her new apartment and a few close friends to help her out with her social awkwardness, Avelyn was quickly learning to make new friends and actually give romance a try. She dated quite a few wonderful people that she ended up deciding to take breaks from, she engaged in a few parties and went out doing more activities. The lack of harassment from immature citizens gave her a better understanding of what it was like to be an adult. With Mrs. Beckheart and a few friends, Avelyn slowly adjusted into a new state of mind which helped her to be more confident in herself. She was quite happy the last time anyone saw her.

The last place Avelyn was seen was her apartment. Police found her apartment partially trashed with some of her belongings gone, along with Avelyn as her computer was smashed and her flash drives missing as well. Mrs. Beckheart and a few of Avelyn's family members and friends are currently struggling to find Avelyn , and will not lose hope on finding Avelyn, and are urging her fans to help look for her as well. More and more people are coming together to find her.




So begins...

Avelyn Stone's Story

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Ah, success. Gabriel thought to himself as he sat back in the conference room. Really, he felt he had done a rather excellent job. Everything had worked out perfectly, and the things that didn't... Well, the physical wounds were healing from it all, and he had accomplished the main goal, so he was content. He had simply overcome obstacles, and that put a smile on his face. Of course, he couldn't have done so without his pawn, but Gabriel knew he was much more important to the entire situation than his pawn. He was the one with the brains, skill, and the initial idea, after all. Without Gabriel, Genesis would probably be in some asylum by now. Not that Gabriel would really care either way. Genesis was a mere pawn, and Gabriel would treat him as such. Well, maybe not. Had to make sure he stuck around somehow.

Regardless, he had captured four new victims successfully with little complication, and this made him happy. Well, the only happiness he could really feel. This was an occasion to celebrate, and he was quite enjoying his celebration. An expensive bottle of extraordinary wine was on the table next to his chair, and a large wine glass was in his hand. Genesis sat across from him with his own glass of wine. Gabriel didn't particularly care if the other boy drank it or not, but he was going to enjoy his wine. Celebrations were the only time he celebrated, and the red wine taters exquisite as it passed over his taste buds and down his throat. The horrifying music in the background made this a rather strange scene, if not creepy. Two men sipping on red wine in a rather large cellar type room with four desks and a main table with that haunting and horrid music in the background. Seeing it in his head, Gabriel gave a slight smirk.

His celebration, it seemed, was being cut short. He heard the terrified shouts and thumps of his captives. Well, this would be interesting. He set his glass of wine down and motioned for his partner to shut off the music. Soon it was silent except for the thumps and yelling, and shortly after, even that stopped. A rather sick smile spread across Gabriel's face as he picked up a small stack of papers and began loudly whistling a rather haunting melody as he strode quickly down the hall. He paused at each door to slide a paper under it. One sheet of paper was blank, but had braille on it, and he slid that one under Sebastian's door. Each room got a paper, a letter typed up by Gabriel himself. The letter read:

Welcome.
I have brought you here because you have show that you have an extraordinary talent. You may be wondering where exactly "here" is, but for obvious reasons, I cannot tell you that. I can tell you that there is absolutely no way to escape and I am not working alone, so you cannot simply overpower me. Though I am sure you are terrified of your new whereabouts, and of course, me, but so long as you follow the rules, you have nothing to fear.

The rules are simple, though I will not tell them to you in this letter. I suggest that you find the plaque on your wall and read it, for on that plaque are the rules you must abide by. So long as you follow said guidelines, you will be properly taken care of and rewarded. These rewards will vary of course, on what is available and how long you have been cooperating. But be forewarned; if you should misbehave there will be consequences and punishments.

Though you are surely wondering why I have taken you, that cannot be revealed to you quite yet. Though, in the future, you may know my reasons for keeping you here with me. I will be visiting you soon, so try to prepare yourself.

Sincerely,
Gabriel
A.K.A.
The Collector.


Gabriel made his way back to his seat, still whistling for a short amount of time before sitting and drinking his wine again. He turned to Genesis. "It's almost time. All the preparations have been made?"

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Tick, tock, tick, tock, a silent clock was sounding in his head. Genesis was nodding his head to the steady beat despite the music that was pulsing through Gabriel's lair. In front of him sat a glass of wine, gleaming red just like blood. While he wasn't an overly sadistic type of person, his mood swings were cause for concern to most. He had found in previous attempts to function correctly when alcohol was in his body that it was more difficult than usual to concentrate on whatever task Gabriel had given him. Needless to say, the Collector was the only one drinking tonight.

Genesis looked up as Gabriel signalled him to stop the music. He simply nodded and stood, quickly crossing to the wall to turn it off. His head remained as Gabriel walked off down the hall, delivering his welcome letters to each of the cells. Genesis wished that he had been able to make a greeting letter, but he was not the Collector himself.

Oh well, at least he had Marie with him. He lifted his right arm to find that she was gone. Hmm, perhaps he should stop daydreaming if he didn't want to lose another ball python. The last one, Marietta, had wandered off when Genesis was upstairs in the abandoned warehouse. He was sure that she was in a better place, free from the cement walls that kept her caged in. Not that he minded most of the time, but there was a sort of monotony to capturing and watching victims. Most held his interest for a week before he became annoyed by them. The ones that couldn't be fixed were the worst of all- thrashing about and yelling all sorts of things at the poor young man. The cycle was about to start again as the next four had awoken in their new home.

"Marie... where are you dear?" he called sweetly, walking back to the table and looking underneath of it. No python here. Next he looked at his chair and then Gabriel's, but still did not find his snake. "Marie, I am on a very tight schedule and need to help Gabriel. Now please come out!" Marie did not seem to be cooperating with him however, as she continued to relax under a lamp by the security monitors, warming herself.

Genesis stood up and looked at the entryway as the familiar tune entered the room, being whistled by Gabriel. He smiled before spotting his beloved snake, picking her up off the counter and curling her around his arm. He then returned to his seat, though he was eager to see if these new victims would act any differently than the others. Chances were they wouldn't.

"It's almost time. All the preparations have been made?" Gabriel asked after a few minutes. The helper looked down at his albino python before nodding again, looking at the wall behind Gabriel. "Yes, sir."

Standing, he walked over to the wall of monitors, flicking each of them on so that the two could view Ace, Sebastian, Giselle, and Avelyn. There were also cameras in the meeting room as well as the security room. Genesis turned and gave a small salute to the camera in the corner. "Ready to record if you want too. Hmm... Marie messed something up," he mumbled. He moved over to the control panels and toggled the camera in Sebastian's room a bit, then focused it. "There we are. So how long until we let them out?" he asked, eager to see their talents. This batch seemed to have potential, especially with the unusual selection of the Animal Handler. Maybe he could teach Marie a trick or two.

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Gabriel was calmly sipping on his glass of wine as he awaited Genesis and his answer. "Hmm... Marie messed something up," Gabriel slammed his wine glass down, but not quite hard enough to break it, and stood fast. "What. The fuck. Do you mean. Messed something up?!?" He seethed toward his partner. He absolutely hated when things went wrong, and it obviously showed. "I told you that having that damned snake down here would be nothing but trouble! One more time, and I will gut her myself!" He snarled toward the younger counterpart, who had just fixed whatever was wrong.

And then the screaming started. Dear God, the screaming. If he was angry before, he didn't know what to call this emotion. And he had just sat back down too. He threw his wine glass and it his Avelyn's door, shattering to pieces. "Damn you all!" He stood up so fast that his chair flew back. He would fix these problems one at a time. They would learn to behave themselves if he had to kill them to do so. They would all learn, he was not one to be toyed with.

He first made his way to Avelyn's cell. She had started all this ruckus, and she would pay for it. He stood in front of her door, calming himself enough so that he wouldn't do anything idiotic, like leave the door open. He pulled out his key card and scanned it, unlocking the door. He carefully put the card away before opening the door, so she wouldn't know what he had opened it with. He then opened the door, strode in, and closed the door quickly again. He stood for a moment, glowering at Avelyn. "I thought. I told you. Not. To. Scream." Each group of words was separate and distinct, his anger resonating in each on as he spat them through his teeth. He smacked Avelyn hard across the face with the back of his hand. "And you've gone and wrecked the furniture I was so kind to leave you?" He smacked her again in the same manner as before. "How dare you treat me with such disrespect." He picks up the chair she had been using earlier to hit the door and he hit her leg with it hard, so as not to damage anything important. "You will learn to abide by my rules and respect my things." With that he turned and opened the door once more, got out, and closed it behind him, then locking it firmly.

Next was Sebastian. He thought he could be a wise ass, eh? No. Not under the rule of this sociopath. Gabriel went to his door and unlocked it in the same fashion he had Avelyn's and stepped in to see a hysterical Sebastian on the floor. He scoffed in disgust and closed the door, picking Sebastian up and smacking him across the face. "Get a hold of yourself, idiot." He said and forced him to stand. "Now, obviously if I gave you a braille letter, I know you can't see. We call this the path of logic. Now, if the letter was in braille, wouldn't you think the plaque would be too?" He shoved Sebastian into the wall under the plaque, then guided his hand up to touch the plaque, moving over the different bumps. "1. Don't Scream. 2. Don't resist. 3. Don't run." He read aloud as the boy's fingers passed over the cluster of bumps. "Think you can handle that? Good." He said, not letting him answer before smashing his face into the concrete wall and walking out of the room and locking the door behind him.

That left Ace, who was still howling. Gabriel felt his anger inside him, raging like a forest fire and a volcano eruption all at once. He despised yelling. With a passion. He marched over to the door, opened it, shoved it open, and punched Ace in the face as hard as he could before he couldn't realize the door was even opening. Gabriel then closed the door behind him and saw the mess the boy had made all over his floors. "You sloppy little fuck! You may live in the forest, but I live in a house, and I expect it to be clean!" He punched Ace again, across the right cheekbones, hard. He then grabbed Ace by the throat and held him up against the wall, choking off his screaming. "You want to k ow where your stupid little mutt is? Hm?" Gabriel used his other hand to pull a remote out of his pocket. He pressed a button and a panel in the wall opposite them moved, revealing a screen with a pacing Sandi in a rather large cage. "There she is. Want to know what happens to her when you fuck with me?" He pressed another button, and the dog on the screen let out a heartwrenching yelp and jumped up, then slumped to the floor. "She's got a rather powerful shock collar on, and this remote controls it. The other button gives her food and water as reward. So I suggest you need to shut the fuck up." With that, Gabriel threw Ace to the ground and opened the door once more, got out, and locked it.

Giselle seemed to be the only quiet one. He would have to reward her for that. But not right now. No, Gabriel was still far too worked up to reward anyone. He stalked down the hall to the control room and turned on the psychotic music that wasn't really music up full blast in every room excepts Giselle's. They would learn to cooperate. Or die. He turned to Genesis. "Go get Giselle food. She's the only one who has behaved thus far. And I am too infuriated to reward anyone." He glared at the snake in the boy's arms. "And I suggest you get that thing out of my sight if you want to come back to a living pet."

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When the young girl nodded consent, he sat in the chair that he had indicated. He then looked to the girl to see if maybe she would surprise him and actually talk, or prove him right and stay silent. It seemed that she would prove him right. Ah, well, that was a pity. It wasn't long after that Gabriel heard a knock at the door. Genesis was an efficient young fellow. Gabriel stood and opened the door once more and retrieved the plate of meatloaf that was next to the opening. He then promptly closed the door once more and went back to Giselle, handing her the warm plate of food.

"There you are, dear. Some warm food for you. I'm sure that bread wasn't very satisfying. You must forgive me for that, my apprentice e has much to learn. You aren't here to be tortured or starved, no. You are here to be mentored and taught. It would simply be a waste of my time to sit around and tortured and kill people. Not to mention, a waste of my money." He smiled kindly to the girl in front of him. "Well, I do hope you enjoy your meal. You'll be able to meet the others shortly, after they are given a bit of first aid of course. And cleaned up a bit. If you need anything, all you need to do is ask. But keep the rules in mind." He flashed her one more charming smile before getting up and walking out the door and locking it properly behind him. He then walked down the hall back to the security room, where he heard Genesis pitifully whistling.

"Ah, Genesis, you really must improve your whistling skill. It's quite atrocious." Gabriel said as he walked into the room and began preparing two carts full of first aid supplies. "We have to go fix the mess they inflicted on themselves now." He handed Genesis a tranquilizer gun and wheeled one of the carts in front of his chairs. "Lock all the main hall doors from here, be sure that if they bolt from the door they have no where to go, and keep your gun loaded. And Genesis," he paused, looking him in the eye. "Do not screw up." With that, Gabriel took his own first aid cart and wheeled it out of the room and down the hall to Avelyn's door, gently knocking. "I'm here to fix you up. But fight and you'll get punished worse than before. Understand?"

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The gentle knock seemed like thunder to Avelyn as she jumped a little at the sounds, all scrunched up on the bed as she held onto her aching knee and her ear bled from the vicious slaps. She looked over to the door and she cleared her throat, struggling to get the energy or the motivation to speak. Fix her up? Heal her, bandage her? His voice sounded sincere… but after the vicious abuse he had placed on her, she was terrified. But for now, she had to comply. She wasn’t getting out of here until she knew who the others were, and had more information on where she was. She quickly slid herself so she was sitting on the edge of the bed towards the door, the bruise on her leg already turning purple.

β€œI understand.” She said back in a soft but slightly trembling voice that she tried to make strong, and she quickly wiped her tears from her hot cheeks as she wiped some of her hair back with her fingers, and waited for him to come inside. She couldn’t disobey, not right now at least. Avelyn was a stubborn woman, but she knew when to behave and when to not. She was dealing with someone who had serious mental issues, and she was afraid that next time he might impale her with something, or torture her with cruel devices… the thoughts and images of that made her skin crawl as she waited with her hands rubbing against each other in extreme anxiety, her skin still very pale from shock.

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The awful noise was stop almost instantaneously as Gabriel entered, letting his helper know that there was a reason he was in the basement of an abandoned warehouse and not somewhere else. Genesis was somewhat aware that he was rather useless without direction. He just wasn't the person to give orders but rather to follow them, albeit with his own twist. He twirled the tranquilizer gun in his hand before standing and setting it on his first aid cart.

"Do not screw up."

The seriousness in the Collector's voice did not need his equally intimidating stare. "If I would have screwed up that much, I wouldn't still be here," he returned as Gabriel turned and left down the hall. Both knew that Genesis was not the smartest nor the strongest, but over all he hadn't been such a bad friend. There was no way that the man would be able to pull off such an operation without his helper, who took great pride in what he did. As long as he didn't end up in jail, life was rather satisfying for the useless pawn.

His dark hair glimmered as he stepped out of the security room, his first aid cart in tow. He turned and locked the security room with one of many keys dangling from a ring. As he continued down the hall, he closed and locked each door before securing each pattern of bolts on the intricate doors. He did not have access to the scan security system and thus relied on physically closing the doors to keep their guests in. Once all the doors were sealed, ensuring that nobody would leave here unless it was in a body bag, he rolled his cart to the end of the residential hall, adding another road block to anybody wishing to escape. Genesis picked up the tranquilizer gun and gave it a small twirl before gripping it confidently. If any of these four tried to run, he'd be waiting to catch them and toss them back into their cells as if they were nothing more than animals. Then again, one might regard them as such. It was all about personal opinion.