They stepped down on the snowy mountain tops, after Cross over the ridge of the High-back Mountains. Scout clutched his jacket wrapping it around his body. He breathed into his cupped hands as he took a few breaths into his hand, trying to keep his fingers warm. He turned his eyes back to the other side of the ridge, down to the stony valley bellow. Scout could see the facility that once kept him captive. Fires burned from the rooftops and cold grey walls. It was miles away and yet Scout could still see the smoldering flames lick the concrete covered earth. The broken chain linked fences and the battered and destroyed walls that kept them locked inside.

'We left there.' He thought. 'We left that place and had no idea where we needed to go, no maps, no plans. I've just been following Blade for hours now.... Where is he going, besides further away from Gambit....' Scout turned to look down at Blade who had created a berth between them in his steps further down the mountain side. Scout caught up, high stepping his feet as he went downward on the slope. Unlike the way up, the side was smooth leading to a lower platue. Scout could see trees beyond. A Deep and tight valley on the other side. He wasn't sure, but it could have been a canyon. The Rock was the same onyx and dark grey color as the other side of the ridge. The land was setting to the near winter, fall was all but passing.

Scout reached up to his "brother" walking by his side as they both watched their steps, so as not to slip and slide all the way down. Blade clutched his sword in his right hand holding by the enclosed scabbard that held the blade inside. He just made it a few weeks ago, the metal forged straight from the very hands that made it, all of it. The steel was from Blade's blood, the cloth that covered the grip, he used was from a jacket he found from a fellow rioter. Blade regards as the rioters name as 'Jinst' or 'Jaunt' He didn't remember the name clearly.

The battle that happened before was very brief, yet Blade tends to think of it as days that passed. He, Scout and few others from the woods beyond planned to free their brothers from a place that once held them. They stormed the facility and blew parts of it to hell. All Blade and his allies could promise was a mad dash to freedom, that's all they could guarantee . That's all, no plans, no maps...... Just like the way they escaped. Scout and Blade ran off to the mountains, god knows they couldn't keep fighting the soldiers and "Augs" that would now fill the land like angry ants afters someone stepped on their nest. Blade couldn't even get in contact with his allies, all he could do was grab his younger sibling and head to the West.

"Blade... Why did we go this way?" Scout asked breaking Blade's line of thought. He stopped, then smirked.

"You tell me... I just ran that way." pointing his finger to the west again.
"But why this way, why not met back with others."
"Well find them again... Weve got the "Wind Messenger."" Howling as humans called it. Howling could convey and show far more than regular human speech, and could cover ground for miles. So long as their was an ear to the sky the wind would carry the word. Humans could never break the whining, bellowing gibberish that their kind used. But was all to natural, the Messages were like songs that everyone knew from birth and could sing. "We just have to be quiet until we know its safe... I'm not gonna call them yet." He answered gruffly. "I don't want to risk it."


Blade took a step over a larger rock and turned to Scout putting his sword upon his shoulder. "You gave me a scare back there..."
"Where at Gambit?" Scout replied looking a bit lost.
"Ya, You went all Physco, ragging like a madwolf." Scout looked down at the snow, his top teeth rubbing against his bottom lip.
"I... I don't remember." He looked back up at Blade. "The Battle, I just remember it going red... and then, I woke up you carrying me..." Scouts words seemed lost, air between his thoughts. Blade stopped and looked to find honesty in his brothers face. He looked down and left at the rock he just passed scanning his memory, then sighing.
"Ahh well.. Its fine, Just forget what I said.." Blade turned and walked on. Scout waited, thinking back, wondering what he did wrong. He looked back up at Blade seeing the back of his head. Then shifting his eyes back down again. She shook it off as a snowflake touched his cheek. Fluttering his eyes for a bit. Then following on.

They walked for a few minutes on until reaching the treeline. Pushing past the brush they stopped at the large oak with a knot in it. Blade turned and leaned on the bark sighing. "Well take five." He reached in his pocket and dug for a small box cigerretes. Slipping one on his lips. Scout squinted his eyes and glared at him.
"I don't even know why you do that..." The Young Lycan said with disgust. "You don't even light them..." Blade smiled looking at his brother.
"I know. I got the habit from the old man... He like the reds..." He rolled the white stick to from one side of his lips to the other.
"Ya but at least he smoked." The Younger retorted. "Your just acting like a 12 year old, just wanting one to have one." Blade chuckled , knowing Scout would be the only one hed let get away with talking trash about him. Blade got up and walked over to Scout staring him down. Scout stood about a few inches shorter and still hand some growing to do. Blade quickly put his had on top of his blonde head. Scout naturally flinched, as Blade ruffled his hair a bit.

Then pushed his brother down to the ground slamming him to the icy dead leaves on the ground. A small "Ofph!" escaped the Younger one's lips. Blade then turned and sat upon his brothers back, reclining.
"Blade get off." Scout moaned.
"..Remember when we were younger. When you were really little. I'd be in my bed, and youd just crawl on... You didn't even ask... You'd just jump in, and on my back.... Then you know what you did?" He asked eyeing down at Scout who moaned feeling Blade's weight.
"Ya...." Blade started to rise and set, bouncing on his brothers back.
"Youd jump on my back over and over and over." Scout kept making painful moans.
"Ah ah ah ah ah." Blade forcing a little bit of air out. Blade chuckled and got up.
"Come on..." He said. "We should keep moving." Scout smirked and got up slowly whipping off the dirt and water that got on his jacket. He looked to Blade and they both gave a small smile to one another before walking deeper into the woods.

Her heart was pounding as she ran. She could hear the sound of machinery behind her and that was what sent the adrenaline through her body. Yora's legs pumped, all four stretching and contracting as one. She was making beautiful time down the hill, gaining speed. The sound soon fell behind her, out of earshot. It was a beautiful thing to be free. She could feel the wind nipping at her cheeks, her fur protecting the eyes from the wind stinging them. All she knew was that she and a few others had finally escaped the horrible place that kept her prisoner for so long.

Yora could hear the chain that still was attached to her hind ankle rack against the ground, banging along. It was a small reminder of her time in the jail, in the torture chamber she had to call home for so long. She could not remember why or how she got there, anything before breaking free from the cell. She knew she had been there for some time but that was all. She felt somewhat empty, lost without this part of memory. Yora tried to fill this void with the feeling of freedom she now felt but it could not entirely fill it. Her past was what made her who she was therefore, she felt she did not know herself. She was just Yora.

She squealed suddenly, the chain on her ankle getting caught on a log. It yanked her back and she fell to the ground, her body slumping on the ground. She turned back, a growl building in her throat. She began chewing on the chain, on the log, but to no avail. Suddenly, her body began to change. Fur fell from her body and fingers erupted from her paws. Fiery red hair topped her head and in a matter of seconds, a naked female stood chained to a log. Her fingers pulled at the chain, fingernails digging into the wood to the point where they became bloody. She shifted back into a wolf, whimpering and struggling with the chain. They would surely find her now if she couldn't escape. A choked howl escaped her as she pulled and yanked, whimpering and whining.

Rodika: -His eyes shimmer a deep red as he as he holds his hurt arm. Running quickly as he hears gambit soldiers trying to catch him, he moves rapidly through the forest, jumping over roots, kicking off trees to turn quicker, and diving over large rocks. He comes to a stop in a hallowed out pit under a large tree, breathing heavily as his ribs hurt him badly. He turns into his wolf form, Running off in the other direction until he comes to a quiet river, Turning back to human form- "I must be far enough away by now" -He says with a sigh, He starts un-wrapping his arm from the bandages around it, and putting the bleeding arm in the cold water- "Ah thank Goddess, I needed that" -He mumbles to himself, before climbing into the water completely for a bath with his clothes on just encase-

The gray wolf dashed between trees and brush, doing anything she could to confuse and deter those chasing her. She all but tumbled down a hill, her speed growing greater and greater till her momentum carried her far away from the bitter voices and smells of man. Rylee slowed her pace enough to be sure she wouldn't trip over herself and marveled in the feel of the grass and leaves beneath her paws and the smell of the crisp air. Her ears perked at the some-what howl and she paused in front of another patch of trees, her tail raised in defiance should it be one of Gambit. But the struggling and sounds were all too familiar and the she wolf charged forward, offering a bark of support. She skidded to a halt before the other female, head tilted to the side as she eyed the chain that had trapped her. Pity and anger melted into her heart. It was one of the others who had escaped.

Yora heard a sound, some sort of yap that was heading in her direction. Instantly, her fur rose, lips pulled back and eyes filled with terrifying rage. She snarled at the form that appeared. Her heart was pounding and adrenaline was kicking in. She began yanking at the chain again, trying to break free. She could feel the metal digging into her flesh, the blood dripping to the ground now. She snapped viciously at the female not out of anger but out of fear. She knew nothing about who was in front of her. She could be a spy! A spy for whom though?

Yora could not even remember the people she was running from, their names, their reasons. A sharp sound echoed through her mind, something that was deep inside her. She shook it off and allowed herself to calm down. She realized that the yap from before held a note of sympathy in it as if supportive and aiming for help. Yora changed her expression and then decided it was time to show her other form.

The fur was sucked into her pores, muzzle disappearing, ears becoming rounded and moving to the side of her face. Paws turned to hands and feet and the tail recoiled until she was in her complete human form, naked and without clothes. Her hands were pulling at the anklet chain and she looked at the female. "Please... Help. Before they catch us..." She begged.

Her head tilted to the side as the other female changed. Rylee watched the blood drip to the grass then the ground, her hackles rose and she growled from deep within. She would see their blood flow if those filthy humans found their way to them. She shook herself, her coat falling back into place perfectly before she too began to shift. She stretched, making the process more fluid then anything before she stood, as naked as the woman before her. Her hair fell in moon gray locks around her face and she hurried over to the log. "How long have you been here?" she asked.

She tugged the chain a few times but the wood refused to give. She growled at it, looking more like a sneer in this form. She had managed to outrun the men that had been chasing her, but she wasn't sure by how much. It was possible that if she had heard the howl then others had too. She gave the chain a final good tug but it was determined to stay where it was.

The woman snatched up a rock and slammed it into the wood once. The wood cracked. The second time it began to splinter. "Pull when I bash it again." And she tried one more time to set the other wolf free.

Rodika: -While enjoying his bath he hears a saint sound in the distance. A howel, His Instincts kick in and he turns to his wolf form, Shaking himself dry he runs toward the other how, he hears barking and Snarling as he gets closer, Then hears a human woman speaking. He dashes faster barking to tell them he is their. He comes up to the girls in wolf form, Keeping his Distance for the Moment. He turns to his Human form as he watches them bashing at wood holding the chain with a rock- "Would you like some help with that?. I have a much easier way of doing it"

Scout and Blade stopped to hear a wolf howling in the distance. The wolf howled again and again. Blade scoffed and gritted his teeth. "Idiot." Scout turned to Blade, somewhat angered by his brothers comment.
"Blade we should help her." He asked, getting closer to Blade clutching his jacket. "She could be hurt." Blade shrugged him off growling a little in annoyance.
"She's making herself a target." He turned pointing the in the direction of the howling. "If anything we need to go away from it."
"Why?"
"Dumb-ass, this area is crawling with Gambit's grunts. They may not understand The Wind Messenger. But They know when were calling for distress."
"It doesn't matter we should help."
"We've helped them enough.... We freed them." The two were heating up, growling at one another.
"Yes but that doesn't mean we turn and abandon them." Blade scoffed. "Blade you never run from a fight, I know you can handle it, and I can heal her." Blade sighed and nodded.
"Right is right no matter how many ways you slice it." Blade lowered his Scabbard sword, the tip touching the ground. "Alright here's what well do..."

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As Rodika came upon the other two females, The revving of engines was heard in the distance.
-ZZZzz... Were Closing in on their location. ZZZZ- The radio buzzed from inside the armored MRA. It was a large black tank of a vehicle, with six wheels and painted all black. The plates on the ride were thick, making the truck very heavy. A 240 Machine Gun sat at the top on a swivel turret, controlled via robotic automation. The Windows Bulletproof and tented the vehicle barreled over smaller trees and brush. Crashing and crunching as it traveled through the valley. A small convey of Humvees followed in its path, six in all. It was a massive hunting party. Scanning the valley region. Already capturing plenty in the last large Truck, In the back were Steel Bars holding a handful of their prisoners in the bed; weakened and defeated.

-ZZZZZZZ....Split up, create a circle around the area, then close in.....ZZZZ ZZZZ...... Call in if you've found anything.ZZZZ-

The Humvees broke off, one going left, then right, then left and so on. Making large wide turns to circle the area.

The Three Wolves could hear the sound spreading, The hauling of gears and engines humming.

Before the small ground could react two Humvees pulled out from the brush before them. One two the left and the other on the right. A Human on a speaker phone called out to them inside the truck. While 6 soldiers stepped out their sub-machineguns and rifles draw upon them, but not willing to fire just yet.
"Attention Fugitives. Surrender now! If you make in sudden movements we are authorized to shoot and kill. " The man said on the speaker phone. "Raise your hands up, or lay down on the ground. This is for your safety."

-Gambit Greenhorn Grunt> ( http://xersist.deviantart.com/favourite ... 4#/d2x6xel )
Gambits' troops are well trained mercs, that have signed up to kill and get paid doing it. The Average Greenhorn is overall well trained, but has little experience in fighting Augments. That being said, A Gambit Grunt is deadly close up, using Advance Martial Arts. Known to shoot first and ask questions later the Gambit grunt is a deadly warrior, harden and blood-thirsty. The last thing you want to do is get up Close and tangle with these Soldiers.-
-Gambit SMG- ( http://xersist.deviantart.com/favourite ... 0#/d2plvtx)
This Submachine gun shoots a small 9mm round at a very rapid rate. Good up close, and clearing rooms. However M290 is not meant to be fired at a distance. The gun looses all accuracy at an estimated 200 meters, Even with Single Shot selected. Carries a 45 round magazine standard.
-Gambit Grunt Battle Carbine- ( http://xersist.deviantart.com/favourite ... 0#/d35bfej )
This Battle Carbine is meant for Mid-to Close range combat. Able to shoot Automatic, Burst and Single Shot. This weapons system is the all around basic rifle for the average Gambit Solider. Very Compact and with a light kick, this carbine can shoot accurately to up to 600 meters, As well as clearing rooms and tight places. Though known to loss accuracy if left on automatic or burst fire. The Round is a smaller 223 round making it suffer in stopping power compared to its 5.56 and 7.62 competitors. It carries a 25-30 Round Magazine standard.

Crystal glanced up, examining the sky carefully, then back to the group. "Well...this is nice." After being so long in the city, with all those people, being out in the wilderness again felt so much better. And they could hide their powers, but work on them at the same time. She could use the practice herself; could she possibly freeze something other than blood? Or maybe she could just work on controlling it in general, so that she didn't have to wear the gloves all the time to protect herself, and her friends. That one would be much harder, though, if she really thought about it.

She quickly turned her attention to Shush and Freckles. "You two need to stay nearby. Don't go running off without letting someone know, okay?" she told her, warning her. She didn't need the girl to get herself lost, even if she had Freckles with her. While they were both energetic, and she was confident that they would be able to run if trouble came to them, she still worried. But, there was also the fact that another group had broken away from Gambit. They were likely to be scared, since they had just escaped, unless they caught their scent and recognized them as one of their own kind. Perhaps this would be a chance to help out more of their kind...or to find the ones they had stayed with for a little while before they separated. Maybe they'd be able to help. But, in the meantime...she walked over to the lake, hesitantly taking off her glove. She debated a moment before putting her hand in the water, and pulled it out a second later. She hadn't managed to freeze it, but had managed to make it a little cooler. Maybe a little more work. She shook her hand dry and stood up, carefully tugging the glove on. She could do that later; for now, she had to watch Shush and Freckles.

Shush was absolutely thrilled to be out in the open and back in nature. It was so quiet compared to the city and any noises were calming ones like the water, chirping birds, squirrels running about, it was great! Bouncing on her feet, her eyes darted between each tree as she tried to decide which one to explore first. Barely hearing Crystal's warnings she still nodded before taking off with Freckles right on her heels. "I promise Crystal! I'm gonna go play hide and seek with Freckles!" Feeling that she had satisfied her promise to Crystal about telling her when she would run off she then slid to a stop just out of sight in the tree line. "Ok Freckles, you close your eyes and give me enough time to hide alright?" The dog cocked his head and wagged his tail happily even as Shush huffed an irritated sigh. "Freckles! Close your eyes! Ok, here." Taking off her hoody she draped it over the dog's head before running off with silenced steps. "Don't peek!" She warned the dog who was happily tolerating the fabric drapped over his eyes and head.

She ran as fast as she could through the trees, her footsteps brought about no noise even as they crunched leaves and foliage underneath. Crystal said they were suppose to work on their powers and what better way for her than a game of hide and seek?! A tree caught her eye and she began to climb it, the limbs never giving a creak, the leaves never uttering a rustle as she moved about before settling on a branch near the trunk. Giggling to herself, she hugged the trunk as she heard Freckles bark happily as he took off into the woods to search for her. "He'll never find me." She whispered to herself and it would have been true had she not moved about the leaves once more and they had fallen and alerted the dog. Barking up at her, he jumped up and down as if trying to reach her. "Aw! You found me. Well good doggy!" Scampering down quickly, she pat the dog on the head and looked up as she let her powers take over. She listened to the forest, trying to catch the tiniest of sounds all the while following each little chirp and rustle.

Crystal shook her head as Shush ran off, saying she was going to play hide and seek with Freckles. She watched Freckles with the hoodie Shush had hidden over her eyes, and decided she'd play a little bit, too. She walked forward, holding the scruff of his neck, whispering to him. "Wait for a moment...let her hide..." She waited a moment, then pulled the hoodie off of the dogs head. "Go find her!" she whispered excitedly, watching the dog run off. She watched for a moment, then followed along. she relied mostly on her sense of smell to follow both Freckle's and Shush's scents.

She paused as she heard Freckles barking up at a tree. She kept herself at a distance, but still kept an eye on the dog. She looked up to see Shush hiding in the tree, her expression worried as she hurried down the tree. but she made it down without any problems, and soon she was petting Freckles on the head. Crystal shook her head; sometimes she just seemed to have too much energy. "the point of you telling me when you're running off, Shush, was so that someone can keep an eye on you. You can't be off on your own out here, even if Freckles is with you."

With complete focus, Shush listened to the small sounds here and there all the while identifying them in her head. A new noise broke through though, one that shouldn't have been in the forest. Machinery, a loud voice, no that wasn't right at all those things were for the city. Still it was there though and so she strained harder to understand what the noises were and where they were coming from. Immediately she was struck with a scene from her past as the whispered sound of a wolf's howl touched her ears. It was snowy just like this, the machinery, voices yelling at them and gunfire. Gambit?

Crystal's voice broke through her concetration and memory, causing her to jump and whip around with wide eyes. "Huh? Oh, sorry Crystal. I'll be more careful." Turning her head back towards the noises she narrowed her eyes then began backing up until her back was against Crystal. "Um, can we go back to the campsite now? I'm done playing." A nervous glance back toward the all too familiar sounds and then she tugged on Crystal's hand as she attempted to pull her towards the relative safety of their campsite.

Crysta; tilted her head to one side as she watched Shush. She seemed distracted...and nervous. But what about? She looked in the direction Shush had looked and stood still, against her insistent pulling. But she didn't hear or see anything. There wasn't much of a scent for her to go on, either. But then again, she knew Shush had better hearing than she did. She seemed anxious to get away, so she finally followed Shush to drag her back to the camp. She glanced down to make sure Freckles was following; she had gotten used to the dog, and she often used him as a babysitter at the house. Out here, though, she had to make sure she kept an eye on Shush.

She tried to be casual about asking her about it. "So...what did you hear, Shush?" she asked. She knew that more wolves had escaped, and Gambit couldn't possibly let more than one group get away; not without trying harder than before. This was a big risk, being out here to try to help them...but they would need help. She knew it would have been nice if someone had helped her and the rest of them when they had escaped, so why not help the others that escaped? Sure, they didn't exactly have all the room in the world, but she would manage to find food for as many as she could, and she could cook, or at least try to cook, for as many people as she needed to feed. That would be easy out here; she could find and hunt for the food necessary. But that was far from the point; the fact was, she might have heard any other escaping from Gambit.

That was something they sort of needed to hear...but, at the same time, that might mean running into Gambit. That would mean finding a hiding place, and using Shush's ability to keep Gambit from hearing them. "I think you need to stay nearby, just in case. Keep Freckles quiet, too. We don't want to attract too much attention to ourselves out here."

Rodika: -Ears twitch as he hears the buzzing and foot steps of Gambit approaching- "No time to Wait for you ladies to reply" -He says holding his hand up toward the Cuff on The girls ankle. He concentrates on finding the locking mechanism with his powers. He then pushes the locking mechanism in and slides it. Making the cuff open and fall off of the girls ankle setting her free- "I Recommend we run now, Weather you want to fallow or not. Im dashing" -He says before turning into his wolf form and running off into the deep forest. Going over rocks, And around trees, Picking up as much speed as he can-

Before Rodika could cowardly run away from Gambit, another truck pulled up before his path. Men Rushing out of the vehicle. They started to fire at the wolf, trying to either stop him dead in his tracks or pin him to where he could surrender. Two of the Grunts got closer with net in hand. One pulled back and tossed the large net in Rodika's Direction.

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Near Crystal's Camp site, the sound of footsteps came near. Two soldiers walked out from the brush, seeing Crystal, Shush an freckles. They didn't make an aggressive motion, only walking up guns down. "Ma'am what are you doing here on Gambit Property." They came up closer but did not appear to be aggressive just yet.

"Please leave the area, I'm sorry this isn't a camping ground, and there are fugitives that have escaped from a prison, its not safe here."

Crystal hesitated as she heard footsteps, and looked up to see where they had come from. Sher expected Shush to be afraid of them, and leaned down to whisper to her. "Stay calm...just keep yourself quiet for now." She striaightened to look over the men that had come onto their camp. "Gambit property? I'm sorry; we didn't realize." Maybe she could just talk their way out of it. That would be preferable to fighting them, in any case. "We were onlg out camping...and this seemed like a nice enough spot. I suppose we'll just look for a different one. Perhap you could tell us where Gambit property ends, so we can choose a better spot for our camping trip?" she suggested, turning back to move their bags out of the way, and started to remove the tent she had set up. So much for this idea. Although, the fact was, it might just be a little safer outside of any property belonging to Gambit, anyway.

Rodika: -Seeing the net coming toward him he turns to human form Freezing the net on mid Air With his powers and throwing it onto the Grunts and running back to the girls side- ~Im lucky that even worked. Im not trying it again~ -He thinks then looks at the girls- "We are completely surrounded. But if you would be willing to work together we might have a chance. especially if you have some good powers. I have Telekinesis" -He tells them as a way to earn trust-

The female shifted before her and began slamming down on the log with a rock. Just as the female almost broke her free, a male appeared. He said of a better idea at breaking the lock. At first, Yora didn't believe him but the cuff around her ankle unlocked itself and fell to the ground, saturated in her blood. She had cut down almost to the bone, and the blood loss was becoming too much for her. She automatically shifted into wolf form and then back into human,unable to control it. She was afraid as blackness began tickling the corners of her vision.

Before the male dashed away, a truck pulled up, grunts running out and throwing a net at the male. It froze and was tossed aside, but bullets began firing in all directions. Yora felt a frenzy as she became human again though cowering on all fours, squatting away from the men. Her body was growing weaker. One of the soldiers began advancing on her and Yora snarled, her canines becoming elongated as they began to transform into wolf form. However, vines erupted from the trees grabbing hold of the grunt soldier and suddenly flinging him across the ground. He skidded down the hill, hitting every rock on the way down landing limp on the ground, unmoving.

Yora stared in wonder as her power began to take form. Eye's glinted red and she suddenly growled at the rest of them as shards of rock erupted from the ground toward the soldiers, hitting a few until rocks formed a solid fortress around her. Yora could hear them begin chipping at the rock and she shifted into wolf form to begin licking her wounds.

Shush looked at Crystal nervously, debating on whether to tell her what she had heard or not. If she pretended like she didn't hear it, then it didn't happen right? That was what she wanted the most, for it to be imagined. She had lived under lock and key, helpless to their experimentation for all of her natural life until Blade had helped them escape. The last thing she wanted to do was meet Gambit once again. Then again Crystal had mentioned something about others being out there, others like them. She should tell her, what if they needed help now. "Um, well I thought I heard.." Her sentence was cut short by the arrival of two soldiers which caused Shush to gasp and hide behind Crystal. Freckles bristled his fur and growled at the two men while they explained they weren't allowed here and needed to move on. Gambit property, they were with Gambit!

Shush formed a death grip on Crystal's pant legs and was ready to bolt, make them disappear, whatever she could do! A soothing voice whispered for her to stay calm though and Shush looked up with wide eyes and merely nodded silently. Crystal knew what she was doing. Keeping that fact in mind soothed her in the slightest as she reached to pet Freckle's head to calm him but still kept a tight grip with her other hand on Crystal's clothes.

Viktor was running, he didn't care where. All he knew was that he had made it out of that place. At first, when the war broke out, he wasn't sure if he wanted to stay with the humans or leave them. Unlike most of his wolven brethren, he was born and raised as a pup in that human building. All he truly ever knew was inside those captivating walls. Yet he yearned to be free, to run in the snow like he did while a very young pup, before they did... this to him. He looked down at his human like body. It wasn't the prettiest thing but it would suffice. The true problem was running. He still hadn't gotten used to how humans ran, on their hind feet. It made him feel lopsided, so he ran on all fours, even human form. It was much more comfortable than trying something new at the time, but he didn't have time.

They were behind him, yelling weird things and waving their black shooters at him. For some reason he could run forever, and never seem to tire, as the humans slowly began to fade into the dense forest. He took his time to slow down, hoping that the hairless humans couldn't catch him. Once he stopped, he grabbed something out of the pack he was carrying on his back: a can of sugar drink they called Coke. He had an obsession with it, and he never knew why. And he barely seemed to be breathing. He remembered panting for air when he ran like that, but he wasn't now: And it was because of the humans he didn't have to. He didn't understand fully how, or why, but all he knew was that in real nature, wolves did not become humans.

So he morphed back into his normal state, the silver wolf with a black tipped tail. He wanted to send a Wind Message to whoever else had escaped, as he knew there were more, but also knew against the idea. Instead, he padded around the think forest, listening for footsteps and breathing. He then noticed a camp where a couple of humans were being talked to by some Gambit soldiers. He cursed in his head, but still remained calm. They were expecting him in this form probably, so he needed to morph back without them seeing. And hope that those 'campers' were actually wolven as well.

"EMERGENCY ALERT! EMERGENCY ALERT! EXPERIMENT CAGE NO.5 HAS ESCAPED! EMERGENCY ALERT! EMERGENCY ALE-..."

The noise of the security systems were going off as a problem had emerged. But gunshots were surely taking small care of those unwanted sounds. A young woman that looked to be about either sixteen to eighteen years old stood still in place of an abandoned hallway of the current moment. Her hand was raised high with a weapon of a shotgun of the types that just destroyed one of the security systems. She couldn't dilly-dally for long though, she had to keep going. They were bound to show up any minute. The primary and decent soldiers this one base Gambit had in the stock: The Gambit Greenhorn Grunts.

The girl lowered herself of the gun she held, and ran straightforward. She wasn't going to look back on what would show up, but just keep going until she would find an exit. But what if it was to be a dead end? She also thought in return to that idea. There would be one simple solution - She would have to explode a way open from the detonator she picked up in the lab room she had found along with the shotgun she was carrying. But the soldiers had shown up sooner than she was sensing to expect. The dead end she eventually she ran to was the point where the electronic door was slid open and they marched forward with equipment. They stood at their positions in front of her; being prepared to strike whenever ordered to.

The other side of the girl's surroundings wasn't left cold turkey though. There were more troops of Gambit's elite officers coming into play of this mess. The girl knew what she was able to do... She just had to distract them in some way, but how? She stood there as if she was frozen scared of what would happen to her now.

"Surrender quietly. You will not be harmed if you choose to go back to your place. Please do not think otherwise. We need you as an important part of our society for the future."

The head colonel of this place wasn't going to let this chance be taken from him from the day they first captured this wolf-hybrid. But what was to say if he would really win? The girl had kicked up her shotgun with one of her legs, and ran by the sides of the walls. The effect of her kneecap had started random shots from the weapon itself, and the soldiers were now firing. But the detonator she had was now activated with the press of one finger. Her powers were taking form of protecting her from this horrifying disaster of lives being lost. But the girl did what she to do for survival.

The once dead-end was now formed into an open escape hole. As she ran through it, and morphed into her wolf form for faster speed in her running. It was awhile since she had been in the forest. The last she was in such a beautiful part of nature was during the time she was with her one and only best friend. However... He had fell lost to going against Gambit of what they wanted. The girl would keep going strong, just for him. She wouldn't stop running as long as she didn't have to stop.

If she had had hackles in her human form they would have risen on edge. Rylee's upper lip curled back into a snarl, a low threatening sound coming from deep in her belly. Rage boiled inside of her, unleashed like water from a fallen dam. Her eyes had clouded to gray instead of their normal pale blue and her head lowered. Her posture, even if she looked human, was that of a very furious wolf. Her shoulders were squared and set, her feet planted solely for balance, her eyes locked on the enemy. "Don't make idle threats human, here there are no bars to hold us back." She bit back the last word, spittle flying in her fury.

With the other female freed and the male now beside them it was possible to take out the ones on foot. The ones in vehicles would pose more of a problem however... It did not stop her from wanting their blood. With a feral snarl she rocked her arm back and let the rock fly, aiming for the idiot that dare stand in front of her with his gun trained on her middle. She wasted no time. In an instant she was going after another's throat, her human hands balled into fists of untamed fury. She aimed for the dirty humans throat, she'd break his windpipe if she connected, then she'd go for another... And another... And another...

Till this soil was soaked with their blood the gray wolf would not rest till they were dead or she was killed.

Kyra ran, blindly. The snow was cold on her filthy human skin, running had made her tired and she wanted to rest but knew that if she stopped they would catch her and drag her back to that place. She barely escaped, when she saw what all the other wolves were doing, changing and escaping then she tried. She almost got caught but another wolf had captured his attention and she ran the oppisite direction everyone else was going. When she found that air vent she had sighed with relief, and crawled on her hands and knees out to freedom.

She didn't know where anybody was, she didn't even know where she was. Lost. She needed to find someone, or she would be stuck out here when the sun rose, making her an open target. 'Help?' She thought, legs hurting and her hand were bloody, not used to running with her legs just yet, she used her hands to balance herself.

(Ahhh Poor Roxxy, If only you read the stats.)

The First solider she attempted to ping with a rock fell back with the hit, lucky his helmet took on most of the blow. Quickly rising and picking up back his gun as the Wolf passed him. The glass fractured across his full case helmet the soldiers eyesight was blurred.

The Grunt that Rylee had pinned to the deck, coffed as she cried to break his neck with her hand. The Solider quick rose both his hands close up bringing around the Wolf's hand and twisting with his fore arms, attempting to quickly break her arm. The Motion was quick and violent. Two arms were far more powerful than one, and if she was going to hold on, she might lose her ability to use her hand for the rest of the fight.

The other solider she passed up rushed from behind to help bringing his right arm around her neck, giving Rylee a blood choke. While pulling a knife out from his flank about to stab her side. A Boot was right at her back for pressure.

Rylee had now pinned herself. She came in too close to the Grunts, because of their near expert skill at martial arts getting close was the worse idea yet.

The other soldiers rushed around the barrier, staying at-least ten feet away. Many fired breaking down the newly made walls.
"FRAG OUT!" one of the men cried hurling a small ball toward the wall. The other men found small cover as the ball exploded. The part of the wall crumbling to the effect.

The men again began to fire trying to find any way to hit the occupants inside.

Just as Rylee felt the pressure of the solider bringing his arm around her neck. Her eyes going black. She could hear a quick, thud. The man's gripped weakened and fell back, dropping his grip. She then heard from behind herself a voice that offered help.
"Can I help you with that?" Another hand reached over her shoulder, it was glowing blue and held flat. It was a quick-jab to the side of the neck. The other man grew numb, and passed out.

Scout smirked as he leaned over to look at Rylee. "Are you alright?"
"Scout! Stop talking and do something!" Voice growled from the far right. Blade leaped in a kicked a grunt in the head. The grunt fell over landing on the dirt trying to get up. Blade scoffed. "Stay down." rising his heel up he slammed the soldiers neck, knocking him out. Blade looked back up at where Rylee and Blade were at. "Scout is she the one injured?"
"No." A bullet wizzed by their heads. "Shit, Shes fine I don't smell any blood. "
"Then the other one must be inside that thing." Pointing to the crumbling fortress. "Your got it?" Scout nodded and gave a thumbs up.
"Ya." The looked back at Rylee. "Good Luck." He turned and did a quick bounding leap toward the rock fortress, jumping randomly as not to land in anyone's line of fire for long.

Blade started to run toward the nearest truck, that was about 30 feet infront of Rylee.


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The Soldier nodded and waved them off. "Thats fine ma'am, the safest place away is over across the river if you can pass it. But I'd highly suggest you not stay her..." The Grunt's radio went off
ZZZZZ All Patrols All Patrols, we need back up. We have now 5 fugitives making a stand at location PAPA ALPHA 1124.5462.. Need back up, repeat need back up.ZZZZZ the two soldiers instantly ignored Crystal and Shush and turned the other way hoofing it in the opposite direction.

Crystal hesitated and listened to the radio, but pretended to keep packing up their stuff. She frowned to herself as they turned to head off. So there really was an escape...and they were causing enough of a fuss that reinforcements were needed. She waited until they were out of sight, and listened until she couldn't hear them, confident that her hearing was much better than theirs. She turned her attention to Shush. "Quiet our footsteps; we're going to follow them." She hesitated and glanced up, sniffing. She had thought there was another scent in the air. She turned her head, to look in the direction of the scent.

"I can smell you, you know," she called out, hoping it wasn't loud enough for those Gambit soldiers to hear. "We want to help, but you're going to have to come out. And maybe, while we're at it, we can help the others out." It had been a while since she and Shush had escaped; they had spent too much time relaxing, and now they needed to help. She looked to Freckles, then to Shush. "He listens to you best; make sure he stays nearby, and quiet. We can't get ourselves caught." She glanced around, then to where the Gambit soldiers had gone off to. They would help, and actually be useful now.