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Ash

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a character in “The Outside”, as played by Auricambrflaym

Description

~Name:Ashlyn "Ash"
~Age:(these will be aproximate, not every knows how old they are or how long they have been imprisoned)16/17
~Gender:female
~Mutation:(Fire and wind) Ash can manipulate walls of flame, but cannot create them. She can control clouds of her namesake, and turn into such a cloud whenever she wishes. Also, she can hear/sense things along even the slighetes breeze
~Weaknesses:(have a ballance to the enhancements)Water. Ash, being exactly that, cannot deal with extreme amounts of water around her. She avoids even small rainstorms because of this. As isn't very strong, so people can easily overpower her, once thay figure out how to freeze her in her natural form instead of her "Ashform". *This, only yogi-chan and I will know, and I will not make it easy for it to be found XD* Large amounts of electricity, and the sight of crimson items (anything that looks like blood)
~Description:Ash is a little child, looking around 13 instead of 16ish. She stands about 5'2", and weighs around a hundred pounds. She has blackish gray hair, the color of her namesake, that reaches just past her waist. Her eyes, pale silver that is tinged blue in the sunlight. Usually appears dusty, or transluscent and her clothes always look like she has been rolling in sand. Her hair is usually pulled up in a ponytail.(be detailed, get close to your character. Also a picture, anime or real I don't care)
~Personality:(add if they are mentally broken or not. If they are, how why and what will set them off to be mad depressed ect.)Ash is very cheerful, not easily angered. Energetic, she wants to show her newfound friends everything she can about the Outside, as she is the only one who has been beyond the woods around the lab. When I say she isn't easily angered, I mean this literally: You could beat her with a stick, and she would only look at you like you were stupid. Just don't expect your living space to be livable when you next return to it :3. When she gets truly angry, and unleashes her full power, there are very few who live through the onslaught. She can't stand blood, as it reminds her of what she used to be and what she will never be again. Because she doesn't bleed, she is unsure if she can have what she wants most, a real family.
~Fears:(you have been living you life scared, this should be as detailed as the personality and description) Water, the colors red and white,blood: this last one is all encompassing when it comes to her mind. One of two things will happen on seeing it: Either she will freeze, and stare at it shaking, leaving her open to attacks, or she will attack, full blind rage, at anything within her reach. Seeing the blood of her friends will most likely enduce the former, while the blood of strangers or enemies will unleash a full onslaught of the latter.
~History:(any major events that have happened in the lab or if you were taken into the lab instead of being born there) Ash doesn't remember anything but the lab; she was taken when she was only a few months old. She ran from her room on a daily basis, often being caught by guards that beat her within a few inches of her life. When she was changed, she became even more frantic, not understanding what had been done or how to adapt to it. When she was around 9, she met Matt. She had crashed into him running from some guards, which Matt promptly and almost beastially got rid of. She trialed behind him for years after that, calling him Big Brother. He is still considered to be her only family, in her mind and in Matt's.

So begins...

Ash's Story

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Character Portrait: Ash Character Portrait: Nudge Character Portrait: Maya Ramsey
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Nudge

Nudge knew something was happening, he felt Ash's fear, and the confusion of a 'Normal' mind. A Healer, he assumed, though it was hard to tell. His mind was slipping though, he couldn't focus on one thing for more than a few moments. He was wondering where that girl was, the one from the tree, who looked like Faith but thought like himself. A strange thing for Nudge, to find someone just as broken as himself.

Then his mind went back to Ash, she was panicking. About her body? Ah, right, she was dissolving...Wait, what?
Nudge's thoughts didn't quite follow that pattern, and certainly weren't that coherent, but he registered it as a problem at least. A big problem. He didn't think Ash was a freak, he was one himself after all, but he knew that it would be bad if anyone saw her like that.

Using as little of his power as he could, he implanted thoughts into the Normal, making him think nothing was wrong. It seemed to work, because the Healer left, his thoughts slightly fuzzy, but at least he wasn't scared of what Ash was.
How to fix Ash though? That was another problem. It would be better if she wasn't here, but he had a feeling that she didn't want to leave. He couldn't imagine why though. If he could, he would go as far away as he could.
His thoughts wandered again, an effect of the medication, but he focused as much as he could.

Ash...okay? Ash scare, Ash go...Nudge okay now. Faith here, Nudge okay. Ash go...Ash no scare...no more., he thought to her, though it was faint, and even more broken than normal, the words interspersed (sp?) with anything and everything that Nudge's distraced mind was focused on. Namely the images that Ash had sent him before, repeating over and over in his mind. He wasn't meaning to think of them, his mind just seemed to want to focus on them. He was partially daydreaming, due to the drugs, so it was expected. If it were any other situation, Nudge would be classed as being high at the moment. In a way, he was...not that Nudge even knew what the concept meant.

Maya Ramsey

"Please, you have to let me do this. These kids aren't going to heal if they're scared. You didn't see how they looked. I don't know what's happened to them, but they are absolutely terrified of us and this building. if they were moved somewhere else, they would be calmer, and they would heal a lot quicker.", Maya was getting frustrated, these peopel just refused to listen to her! Damn senior doctors, so far up their own arses to listen to common sense! They had called her a 'over-sensitive, bleeding-hearted little girl', which Maya hated. So here she was, trying to state her case. And it seemed she was wearing them down, good old fashioned Irish stubbornness seemed to be winning out in the end. Good old Ireland, for giving me that trait...you could have toned the hair down a bit though...No wait, have to stay focused...
She mentally shook the distraction away, and tried to focus on her 'superior' (read: 'sexist, pig-headed eejit' according to her).
"Fine, Ramsey. You care about these kids so much, you take care of them. But on your own time, not ours. Once they can travel, get them out."
At that, Maya had to seriously restrain herself. She felt like jumping for joy. fighting to keep her face straight, she nodded, coppery curls flying everywhere.
"Of course. They should be okay in a few days anyway. A week, tops. I'll make sure of it.", she said, turning to leave.
Once out in the corridor, and out of earshot of the office, she did a happy sort of twirl and punched the air in triumph.
"YES! Take that, male dominance!", she almost shouted, then realised that she would probably look like a right twat, acting like this. Ah well, if they didn't like it, they could just shove it. Where the sun didn't shine. Maya would be happy to do it for them, if they wanted. Would serve them right.
Happily singing to herself, she practically skipped down the halls, to find Daren, and tell him the good news.

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Maya

"Help us... I'll explain later, just please, help us hide, before they come.... Before they take us back......"

Maya's gaze alternated between Matt, Ash, and the pile of sand on the floor. That sand...was Ash's arm? This was both incredible (from a medical point of view), and just plain creepy. But she had to help these kids, had to help them hide as Ash said (her name, to Maya, was now very ironic ansd if she wasn't so scared, she would have been laughing at this irony). She turned to Daren, who had followed them from the entrance, her eyes pleading for help here. That just proved how frazzled she was, asking for help. Normally she would try to deal with things on her own.

"Alright...Alright. I'll help. I was going to anyway. I knew something wasn't right from the start.", she said, though her voice shook. Something hadn't been right? Feck, that was an understatement...the fact that they were so thin. Their fear of the hospital and the doctors. The extent of their injuries...all pointed to something really, very bad. Maya just wasn't sure what.

"Daren. My car. Silver BMW-X5. Round the back of the building. Get Faith and 'Nudge', if you can move him, and get them sorted. I'll get these two, and that other boy. Can we use your car too? I know where we can go. It's pretty remote though, but they shouldn't find us. I'll grab some equipment on the way too. can you do the same?", she asked, though she regretted what she had to do next. She had a needle in her pocket, she had taken it off of one of the doctors who was going to use it on Nudge. And if she were going to get these kids out of here, then she would have to stop Matt from hurting any of them. Or her. She didn't want to have to do this, but if it got them all safe...

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Character Portrait: Camelion Character Portrait: Sergei Kaelle Character Portrait: Daren O'Conner Character Portrait: Ash Character Portrait: Jarek Kazimir Kamienzky Character Portrait: Matt Character Portrait: Maya Ramsey Character Portrait: Emvee and Fang
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The coloured signs made the childrens' ward exceedingly easy to find, and Jarek grinned. Still unseen, he slipped through the double doors after a nurse swept through, the thick smell of antiseptic, hospital food and illness filling his nose. So... two brothers, one older than the other. It didn't take him too long to track both boys down. Still invisible, he crept into their room and watched the two children. There was no pull of his heartstrings or twinge of sympathy as he searched the supply cupboards - luckily left open in the ruckus - at the end of the room. Although Jarek wasn't a user and never had been, he had a broad knowledge of drugs. The man smiled a thin-lipped smile to find a drawer full of shots of various sedatives. Enough to knock an adult man out for definite! That'd work well for these two boys.

Two syringes seemed to disappear as he picked them up. Tapping the bubbles out carefully, he headed over to inject the older boy in the neck. His hands were cool and a little calloused as he found the correct place to inject. He prepared the needle and went to quickly plunge it into the boy's neck, hopefully before he woke up.

-Sergei-

In a less crowded ward of the hospital, a slim man sat up on a bed, attended to by a nurse who washed and cleaned his inner arm. He peered, curious, as she removed thick, stinking gloop from the deep wound, tutting as she did so. The man's fingers twitched sporadically as she accidentally prodded an exposed tendon a few times whilst a soothing lotion was rubbed in. He was glad she'd asked no questions. The drug he took that did this to his arm hadn't been made illegal yet, but he was pretty sure the government wouldn't like to hear of it. He watched the white bandages wrap around his poor, destroyed inner elbow and sighed.

"Thank you very much, nurse. Sorry you had to look after my nasty, nearly-rotten arm, hah," he said with a charismatic smile.

The nurse raised her eyebrows and made a zipping motion over her lips. She'd been bribed significantly by the strange little man, and although everything told her that she should tell, that man was too sweet to her (not to mention all that money he had given her. That helped). She helped him down from the bed and waved him off. With a sweet smile over his shoulder, Sergei headed towards the exit. His rotting arm hurt terribly, sweat beading on his forehead from the pain. He put the hand in his pocket carefully as he strode down the sterile corridors, boots click-click-clicking.

Slipping through a door, he saw a... what could only be described by Sergei as a situation going on. An old fellow had fired a gun at a girl with a missing arm, people all around, people grabbing other people, people arguing... Curious, he watched them, wondering what was happening. He head gunfire from down a corridor. This was strange, very strange. Something governmental? Sergei wasn't fond of the government after they'd tried to grab him and execute him a few times in the past. Folding his arms, he stood and watched the strange little situation unfold.

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Sergei was certainly curious now. Maybe be could free one of these children and strike a deal with it? Above all else, Sergei was a deal maker. Although certainly capable of doing things for himself, he preferred to see others work for him. He wasn't lazy, per say; rather entitled, privileged, arrogant, but not lazy. It was harder for him to do certain things. To eat, he had to lure people. Posing as a prostitue or an injured person sometimes worked. It was much easier for a child to frantically grab the hand of an adult and beg them to come help this poor hurt man. Or for them to carry their 'new baby brother' off to their 'cousin' who would later rip it limb from limb with animalistic teeth or throw it into a wall and slam it into floors the same way a cat would play with food.

So he sat down in one of the plastic orange chairs and had a think. There was the girl... a boy was carrying her and she seemed unable to move and in pain. He could probably help her get out. Things were always a bit easier when you had a smooth-talking, shapeshifting creature with immense jaw strength on your side. And in return, she'd find him a nice meal or he'd shred her. As stealthily as he could in his human form, he followed the pair, hunger gnawing his stomach.

-Jarek-

Jarek quickly nodded and turned invisible again, laying the two boys down and massaging his strained arms. With a wince, he turned into his reptilian form and picked both boys up, carrying them out. As he was told, he put them both in the van, a visible human now; it was hard to do car doors with long claws, after all. He was starting to ache and whined bestially, unsure of what to do now. He supposed he'd better find his teammate and help him out at some point. The man grumbled and rolled his eyes.

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Character Portrait: Amp and Blast Character Portrait: Camelion Character Portrait: Daren O'Conner Character Portrait: Ash Character Portrait: Nudge Character Portrait: Faith
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Amp/Blast

They were scared, plain and simple. The men were fighting each other, both were wounded and neither Amp nor Blast wanted to know who was going to be the winner of this little battle. He flinched as the red haired man was hit and went down. The one, who had won, stalked towards him. Amp and Blast both pulled farther into the corner they had lodged themselves into, but the man still picked them up without difficulty. Both of them were slightly confused as they saw the winner shift and then he looked like the red haired one. Amp was panicking, trying to kick or hit the man, and possibly wiggle out o the man’s grip. But their muscles were weak and he was still tired. Blast knew that through brute strength they weren’t going to win. He screamed, the sound ringing in the man’s ears, and he hoped it would cause the man to at least loosen his grip so they could pull themselves free.

Commanding Guard: Eriyk

He walked back inside the hospital and it seemed all hell was breaking loose. There seemed to be gun shots from somewhere in the building, there were screams filling the hallways, and it seemed that Caine was using a devise on one of the mutants. He frowned; he knew he wasn’t going to get as many as he wanted. He would have to go raid the Institution and get them back. He paused as he saw what seemed to be a shadow moving along the wall, trying to avoid the people. He smiled, he knew what shadow travel looked like, very few could notice the small shifts in the shadows but he had spent enough time around the type to notice the ability. He watched the shadow move, he could vaguely make out two forms inside, and he smiled. He paused where he was, watching the direction of the shadow then fallowed it.

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Blast’s screams didn’t seem to have any effect on the man carrying them. They were tossed roughly into a van and they winced, landing hard on their side. Amp noticed that Ash was there, she was trembling and it looked as if she were in pain. Amp wondered what had happened to her, he figured she was one of the stronger ones and was least likely to end up hurt. Blast was still angry at the man who tossed them but by the look in the man’s deep red eyes, he didn’t want to mess with him. Neither of them didn’t know what to do, they didn’t know if they should go near Ash, last time she was scared she was screaming loudly. And they couldn’t escape; the scary man with the red eyes was standing next to the doors. In the end they gave up, they were too tired, too hungry, too hurt, too everything to try and do anything. They were caught again, and all that they expected was more pain, tests, experiments, it made their head spin and brought out a whimper from their lips. They curled up in the corner of the van, as small as they could make themselves, in an attempt to block themselves out from anything that was to come.

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*Amp/Blast*

Neither of them knew officially what was going on, but were glad that they weren’t noticed. They were basically hiding between the bench and Ash’s cage, almost out of site of prying eyes. They weren’t too sure what was going to happen next and they flinched when the van started and they drove off. It was strange listening to the sounds outside because it all sounded blurred and mushed, there were no definite sounds. Amp closed his eyes and let Blast be in front, he didn’t want to try and be in control anymore. He curled up in the back of their mind and stayed there, just listening, and from where he was he could listen in on the minds around him.

He was still slightly perplexed about this because all he could ever hear before was the voices, now mind, and that was much more interesting. He felt around, two he instantly flinched away from, their minds were harsh, mean, and had a deep cruel sound to them. He felt around Matt’s and pulled away from his, it was also a bit violent but slightly different. He stopped on Ash, she was as scared as he was, he felt safe around her mind. Scared….be ok? Where we going….? He pushed the thoughts towards her, not knowing if she could hear them or not, though he wished she could.

Blast kept in front, watching out for what was going to happen to them next, he didn’t particularly like the idea of going back to the place that they had just gotten away from. Especially since they had seen some of what was out there, everything was so colorful and soft. Soft wasn’t something one normally got in the Lab, so out here is was like gold. He glanced around the van, there wasn’t too much interesting about it, besides the cage Ash was in and the strangely cold seat Matt was in. He glanced at the man he had dubbed as ‘Evil Eyes’ and listened to the conversation with the other. He hadn’t figured out a name for him yet but just watched and listened, he would figure one out soon enough.

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*Amp*

Amp was slightly worried that Ash hadn’t heard him, but his spirits rose as he felt her response to him. Safe-man follows. Quiet, Evil Eyes does not know. Must not know... He had to make sure that Evil Eyes didn’t find out, he had to keep a secret? Those weren’t good to keep; you got in trouble for not telling things you knew. He relaxed slightly as she whistled, that told him more than her words did. She was scared, but hopeful, she didn’t want Evil Eyes to know about the good man fallowing and there might be a chance that they could get out. All those feelings were gone in an instant as Evil Eyes slammed a metal bar against the cage. He flinched and almost screamed, he was slightly thankful that Blast was in front, he would scream from a simple bang of metal on metal. But they still flinched back, pulling farther into the corner they had wedged themselves into, hoping that Evil Eyes hadn’t seen them.

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*Amp/Blast*

When the van stopped, they didn’t know where they were. They mainly expected to be back at the Lab, but this place looked a little different than the Lab had. Granted they had never seen the outside, but it couldn’t be the same because just by looking at it, it wouldn’t have the same layout as the Lab. They were hauled out of the van and dragged inside, the doors slamming shut behind them. Amp was panicking, he didn’t know where they were going, or who the person was, or what was going to happen to them. He saw Ash and Matt being dragged off in a different direction with Evil Eyes and knew that couldn’t be good. Blast on the other hand was more curious than frightened at the moment. He could tell that this place was not the Lab, but what was it then?

Blast didn’t get to figure out where exactly they were when they were tossed into a room. It was bare and all it had was the white walls and bright lights in the ceiling. The door shut with a clang and the dead bolt slid into place with a thud. Now there was absolutely nothing. Amp immediately calmed down as they were finally alone and it was clear that they weren’t going to be hurt at the present moment. Blast was slightly bummed that he didn’t get to figure out what the building was, but was still curious.

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-Blast-

He was getting frustrated; he didn’t like being in the back when things were going t get bad. And he could tell things were going to get bad because one, the white coat was dragging them off, two, the first always leads to something bad, enough said. He wanted to get in front, protect Amp, that was is job, why he was here, make sure Amp didn’t get too hurt, if he did…there was no telling what a boy with no life left in him would do. But once Blast saw Ash, and Matt in the room, he knew he couldn’t come out, his methods would kill them both along with whoever the torturer was. He would have screamed, shouted, made the man’s ears bleed and make him drop dead with a sound blade, but he didn’t want the others getting hurt either.

He felt pain on the back of his head, Amp was feeling the brunt of it but Blast had a faint feeling of whatever was being done to him. He was going to focus on that when he heard a whistle. Someone knew how to send messages through it, or at least he could hear their intentions behind it. He let his mental eye look around and trained his ear on Ash; she had asked him something, something about the outside, if there was anything there. There hadn’t been time to listen that far, only to keep themselves mostly whole, their arm was still throbbing painfully from the beating they had gotten. He sent a mental whistle back to her, slightly melancholy in sound, cut short at a slight high note. No time to listen, pain.

-Amp-

You would think he would be used to things like this by now. Being beaten on, being dragged out of a room, to be thrown in another and then more pain. It took him a few seconds to notice that Ash and matt were in the room. Why was he there then? If they were already being punished, what did he do this time; he was already punished by the guards, now there was something else? He was confused and scared and the pain in his arm intensified when he felt a hand grab his throat and slam him into the wall.

He head rung, and his throat burned, his hands instinctually went up to the one at his throat and tried clawing at the fingers cutting off his air. ”What is your name, boy?” He paused slightly, the voice was nice, contrary to the actions, and sounded sincere. He gasped for breath, pulling in some air through his constricted wind pipe. ”Amp….”

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-Amp-

He felt the man’s hand release its hold on him slightly, allowing him to breathe more easily. He wondered if things would get better for him if he just cooperated with the man, so he wouldn’t get hurt anymore. He felt his head being turned and his eyes caught onto Ash’s. Then the man’s offer to tell him what happened and the promise of not being hurt further. He wanted to cooperate, he didn’t want to get hurt anymore, he was tired of it, there was always pain wherever he was. But Ash’s next words didn’t make sense, but at the same time they did. The man didn’t want to help them, he would hurt them either way. This had also happened to him before, people saying they wouldn’t hurt him, but did anyway. He was confused. ”Said no hurt….just say what happened…”

-Blast-

He could tell that Ash wasn’t happy with his response, he wouldn’t either, and he should have been listening, to find a way out. But he had to focus on what was happening around them, not what was going on outside the walls that confined them into this building. When he did turn his attention to the task at hand, he barely stopped Amp from blurting out what had happened, making their eyes swirl between light and dark blue. ”Quiet…idiot…” He whispered out loud to Amp, then quickly realized his error, he just hoped the Evil Eyed man wouldn’t look too far into it. Many here seemed insane. He spoke a little louder this time. ”An explosion…fire…had to get out…” One of their eyes was now light blue while the other was dark blue, Blast didn’t know this of course, he just hoped that his answer would satisfy evil Eyes.

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Daren
He twitched slightly as he heard Maya start crying. She couldn't stand hearing those kids;it had been difficult enough to see the aftermath, but to hear it as such events unfolded was just too much. But if she keeps crying, we'll get caught! Have to get her to stop, we both need to go in there if we're going to do anything but be captured and charged for breaking and entering, possibly even attempted theft, He thought grimly, turning to Maya, and paled ever so slightly. Another worker here was headed down the hallway. Without any time to think, he pulled Maya close to him and kissed her, turning so that his back was all the worker would see. The moment he was gone( laughing and muttering to himself that the younger ones always found the weirdest places for "that kind of thing"), he let go, bright red and looked away. "I am sorry, Miss Maya....I.....there was no time for anything else I had no time to think......" He trailed off, waiting for thae well-deserved slap to come....

Matt
Matt snarled, thrashing with what little room he had in the restraints and cussing in every tongue he knew. But it was hopeless; he couldn't get free.He was too cold to use fire, and the area around him was too bright for shadows to be any help. The brightness burned even his back, covering him in blisters that were slowly getting worse with his struggling. I have to get Ash and the others out.... Two dead already, we can't lose anymore. None of us want to go back. They'll kill us all once we were in their hands again. They'd force us all into a Games arena with no way out..... He stopped, that dark thought paralyzing him. He couldn't kill them, not after they had become his friends, allies...... The way he was thinking, he would be the first to die.....

He could feel the heat of two new people; the look on Ash's face said she felt it too. But neither of them could tell if the new bodies were friend, or foe.....He just watched as Amp was slowly tortured, being offered promises of safety if he answered.

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-Amp-

He stiffened when he felt the edge of a knife raised to his side, letting out a small whimper. It would have been louder if he didn’t feel Blast helping out, making his jaw clench. It was strange with both of them in control at once, Amp wanted to curl up, let Evil Eyes do what he wanted then just try and block it all out. He could feel that Blast wanted to fight back, struggle out of the tight grip that was around their throat. Amp had learned long ago that things just got worse if that happened.

He was getting confused with the answers and questions going back and forth. Evil Eyes said he knew that wasn’t all that had happened, that he wanted to know what had happened before the explosion. Amp opened his mouth to speak, but his intended answer didn’t come out, Blast took just enough control to speak instead of him.

-Blast-

He didn’t like what was going on, he wanted to scream, echo his voice around the room until it shattered. But he couldn’t, Matt and Ash were there, they would be shredded to bits if he screamed. But he could try and stall Evil Eyes, and he got his chance to not fight Amp for control and spoke instead of letting him. ”Just fire….don’t know….” He hoped that the man would be convinced but it didn’t seem so as he felt the knife cut into his side, Evil Eyes demanding an answer for the end to the pain.

-Amp-

He felt the sharp edge of the knife cut into the skin on his side and he started to struggle, instinct kicking in to keep himself alive if he could. But moving made it worse, he moved and the blade went deeper into his skin, causing blood to flow down his side. He whimpered, his voice threatening a scream, but he could tell Blast was keeping it from coming out, he wasn’t entirely sure why because he just wanted it to stop. Evil Eyes asked again, saying that the pain would stop if he just answered, the offer was tempting, and he wanted to take it, but blood was dripping to the floor, and he was feeling light headed again.

-Blast-

If he knew any meaningful cusses he would have used them about now. He could feel their head getting the tell tale sign of vision going fuzzy and sounds getting blurring together. There were the slices in their side form the knife, and blood was slowly pooling on the floor. But he wouldn’t let Evil Eyes know, but what was there to know? There was the explosion and it allowed them to escape. Amp and he were allowed out the small cell once in awhile when they left the door unlocked, it wasn’t like it was bad for them t just wonder down the halls sometimes, not that they wanted to. But there wasn’t anything more to say, he was in a cell, walked out when it was time to get food, helped Dusk to the area were the animal mutants were then everything went into chaos.

There was some noise off to the side and he could hear two more people, a female and a male. He could see the white on them, and that was about it, he didn’t want anything worse to happen, something bad always happened with people in white. He was dropped roughly on the floor and he could feel Amp fall into unconsciousness. Once again he was left at the front, but he couldn’t move, he felt so weak, he wanted to sleep. But he forced his eyes open, he saw the white coats come into the room, and trembled, he saw Matt still stuck to the wall, and Ash, still strapped down and blood dripping from her hand. He wondered briefly why there was pool of blood from him, stretching towards the table, his mind cleared for a second as he realized it must have been him, then his head went fuzzy again.

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-Blast-

He winced and briefly pulled away as the red headed white coat wrapped up his side. He knew the healers did this, not white coats, white coats generally wrote something down, poked and prodded, noted how much blood has been lost and their state of consciousness. He wasn’t used to this and was slightly confused as he felt himself lifted gently and headed to the door. He was about to yell at the person, if he could get the strength to do so, but something stopped him. Ash was speaking to him and through his foggy mind he caught a few surprising words. ”Getting out.” That was one of the last things he expected to hear in this place, in this situation. But he accepted it, and allowed himself to be pulled along, until a voice in the doorway made him look up. Just seeing Evil Eye’s face made his side ache.

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-Blast-

There was so much going on, and with his head being so foggy from the blood loss and his vision blurred and spotted from the beating, he couldn’t quite keep track of everything that was going on around him. There were flashes of color, wave after wave of undecipherable sounds going through his ears, and the faint feeling of himself being taken somewhere. Not like this hadn’t happened before, but the circumstances now were a bit different than they had been in the past. Before, he at least had an idea of what was to be expected, now he had no idea, there were tons of new things he had just gone through, a bunch of new people he had just seen and overall the entire situation didn’t make sense to his uneducated mind.

He felt himself being moved down hallways, more flashes of color, and sounds of voices weaving their way to tired ears and then there was that smell again. Something he had only, what he thought to be a brief, smell of something that he could only describe as fresh. There were the new sounds he had heard after the Lab, exploded and the color was green. He was outside again, finally, but there was meal clanking, and he was put inside something. There was something like that before, it had moved very fast, and took him to a different kind of Lab that wasn’t a Lab. He was just slumped against the side, waiting for his vision to stop being just spots and for the sounds to clear into something he could actually make out.

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-Amp-

Everything was so confusing, he didn’t know what he was in, but it was all metal like some of the rooms he had been kept in before, and it was loud. There was a great rumbling and growling sound coming from the front where the two adults were, was there a creature up there? Waiting to spring at them if they did something wrong? He didn’t want to risk that chance and stayed curled up in his corner, he was so tired on top of that. Maybe now would be a good time to sleep, but what of Matt and Ash? He didn’t want to wake up and find them being hurt or gone, they were the closest he had to friends and wasn’t going to lose them now. Every time his eyes started to droop, he forced them open to make sure none of this flashed away like a dream.

-Blast-

He couldn’t quite figure out the two adults, first they were in a Lab like place, but then they came and took them away from another. Were they friends? Trying to save them from the Lab? Or just trying to take them to their own Lab away from another? The thought made him shiver in the back of the mind that they shared, was there more than one Lab? That would mean even more than just the ones he had seen had been taken, was the whole world like that? No, that couldn’t be right, he had seen a world outside the building he had lived in his whole life, so the world wasn’t just a large Lab. But then where were they going now? He would have to fight the coming urge to sleep in order to make sure they were going to be okay.

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~Carmine~

She walked down the hallway to the guard’s training room; she knew she was going to find Peter there. She waltzed in, and noticed there wasn’t anyone on the weights, the treadmills, or any of the other equipment in the room. There was some cheering and bets being made near the fighting ring and she walked over. Eriyk was in the middle of a fight with Gabriel. She watched for a second, glancing around and noticed that Camelion had made his way over as well. Seems everyone likes a good fight… She thought to herself. She spotted Peter out of the crowd and put a hand on his shoulder. ”I have a new task for you. You will be going to the Institution, make sure that they think you work there. I want you to bring back a spider mutant, named Kumo. Now go.” The man gave her a stare through his mask, she could tell that he hated being told what to do but there was a slight relief in his eyes, probably from being taken off the task to find his son. It didn’t matter to her, as he eventually went off; she just hoped he didn’t screw it up.

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The mutant struggled against him, obviously not liking the light at all as her pupils didn’t retract at the light. Vision probably only meant for the dark, and the molars were mostly gone. All of the lose one he pulled out, prodding at the gums to see what kind of teeth were underneath. After a few minutes he left her mouth alone, putting a set of headphones on her head. He went over to a machine that they were connected to and turned a knob. He started at a low frequency and turned the volume up high, waiting for some type of reaction to it as he slowly turned the dial, increasing the frequency to note how far the range of hearing went.

Amp

He was slightly confused as they continued through the strange building. There were some white rooms but it didn’t look like the doors would lock shut, there were cracks around the entire doors anyway, easily broken down and escapable. When they got to the next room, it wasn’t just a room, there were rooms off of it and everything looked so strange, there weren’t scientist’s tools, no bright lights, no tables that were used to strap you down onto. This place was so confusing, yet he felt that he could relax, not worry, it was strange to him and he retreated into the back of their mind in order to think about this, though his thoughts were simple, he wanted to try and make sense of it.

Blast

He could feel that Amp was perplexed by this place, the strange colors the strange objects in the room that only he could see that could still be used to hurt them. Then Amp went to the back of their mind leaving him to be in control while Matt dropped them off in a room. He winced as his arm was jostled, he figured it was broken, not like it hadn’t been broken before but this time it felt different, like it wasn’t quite in the right spot, plus a healer hadn’t come to check on him so he figured they did something to make sure it fixed itself in the right spot. There was a scream from another room and he felt Amp cower in the back of their mind, while he mentally rolled his eyes and walked to go see what was wrong, holding his arm close.

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Blast

He looked inside the room and at first was confused by all of it. The room wasn’t like something he had seen before, it had things inside that he had no name for, there was water coming from the ceiling and he involuntarily shuddered at the thought of some of the tests that contained water. He glanced to the other side of the room and saw Matt and Ash; Ash was coiled up and shaking, Matt trying to calm her down. He figured that since Ash was the way she was she was trying not to get wet. But Matt started cleaning her off slowly and he blinked, he didn’t remember the last time him and Amp had been cleaned off. It happened occasionally, the guards would spray them with water or there would be a test where you were submerged in it. He glanced at the two adults, they had clean clothes, he looked down at his own, they were tattered, dirty, and more than one spot had blood.

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Amp

He didn’t like the idea of getting into the water, it could be burning, as he could tell from the steam, they could get trapped and the whole room fill up with water, there were endless possibilities. ”Don’t do it….water not good…” He didn’t want to take control from Blast, mainly because he knew he would just end up more tired than he was now. ”Don’t hear well in water….too loud…..ears full too quiet….”

Blast

He waited until Ash and the others left the room before stepping towards the stream of water. He heard Amp complaining in the back of his head. ”I know…too strange don’t trust it…” He reached out carefully, putting hand underneath the stream like Ash had done. He blinked, it was warm but it didn’t burn, it pelted his hand almost soothingly. He could feel Amp relax, ”Maybe….is good…?” Blast frowned a little, Amp was a little too trusting. That was the way they got you, pretending to be something good, then turned around and hurt you. ”I don’t know Amp….don’t trust so easily, dimwit…”

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Blast

Blast could tell Amp’s attention was elsewhere, focusing on the nice smell and new sounds about the different rooms nearby. While he looked down at the clothes, they seemed fine enough, better than the tattered, shredded clothing he had on. He slowly pulled off the blood spattered shirt off of his small frame with one hand, jarring his other arm a little a he let out a hiss of pain, momentarily forgetting that it was still hurt. ”Why does she care about us all…? She does know that not everyone gets saved right? We all end up dead in that building...” He reached out to the water again, still not completely trusting the area and putting his head under the stream. Amp was right; it got loud as the water rushed passed his ears. The warm water felt nice and he felt himself relaxing. He glanced at one of the cloths nearby and took it, wiping his face, and areas that had become grey from dirt. He flicked his head back and shook his head to fling water off his hair and glanced back down at the clothes. ”Why should we trust this Healer-man?” He started pulling on the slightly baggy clothing using one arm then opened the door, hair still dripping and his arm held close. ”We don’t know anything about him. The woman. Or what they plan on doing with us. I doubt it will be anything good when they find out what we can do.” His voice was clipped; the closest thing to anger that he would get to, more frightened annoyance if one could hear as well as he could.