Age: 26
Type: Hunter
description: long brown hair and green eyes. She has a muscular build and is of an average 5 foot 6 inches. She has a scar that goes from her upper lip to her lower chest. She has a determined stance and wears amy shirt and shorts.
personality: she is tough and merciless. She is very serious and doesn't take sarcasm well. She has quick reflexes and willing to risk her life. She believes that experimenting on humans is for the greater good, but she is just cruel in general
history: a friend of Jerome, she went to combat school and met with Jerome on an assignment to track down humans to be used for research. They quickly came to realize interests in how humans can be used. She is an expert at shooting a gun and also close range combat.
Equipment: She wears army boots, and camouflage clothing, she carries a semiautomatic rifle and a hand gun, both fit with tranquilizer darts. She also has a pistol loaded with normal bullets. She also carries a small knife and wire.
weakness: she has no mutant powers and not particularly well seeing or hearing.
Fears: she only fears death.
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Brenda Harting
Stupid creatures, I'll catch them
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Arizona, Research facicilaty
a character in “There Is No Escape”, originally authored by Haas33, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
So begins...
Brenda Harting's Story
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She slung her rifle over her back, and waited impatiently for Jerome to show up and give orders. She assembled her troop of 10, ready for the hunt. She looked around and sighed. They could be miles away by now. She shifted her feet and and took out her knife, twisting it in her hands. She looked over to Theresa, who was also leader of the group. She looked to the door and saw Jerome walking out the door and she waved him over.
"Let's get hunting."
"Let's get hunting."
"Hey, that could be useful. Whenever you hear thoughts that aren't mine, let me know,"Crimson told her,"We could know when they are around us. And here." He imagined a granola bar in her palm and when he opened his eyes, it was there. "I don't know, but should we wait for Rocky and Cat Girl? They could be escaping as well. I know it's a risk and will only go with your decision, whichever you choose. Keep in mind that there are people who want to bring us back in. I only have so many arrows." He motioned to his quiver. Goner was very useful, since she could turn invisible. Even if he couldn't escape, he would make sure that she would...
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Jerome almost smiled when he saw Brenda. Now her and Theresa were his top hunters and he was exceptionally proud of them. Last week, when the first one escaped, they were on the call, ready to react. They wrangled him in within a couple of days. He was confident that these two wouldn't be much longer. "Let's go," he commanded and off they marched. Brenda and himself would lead the ground patrol, Theresa would scout ahead with her two troops in the buggy.
An incoming transmission entered his com. It was Theresa. "Yeah, we got a couple of escaped subjects. Subject 3 and Subject 17. Subject 3 has invisibility as well as mind reading and manipulation. Subject 17 can conjure any item out of thin air. Be warned about them. Me and Brenda are on ground troops, following behind. Locate them, but do not engage. Call us and we will arrive behind you, then take them out together. I repeat...do not engage." He turned off the com and turned to Brenda,"Let's wrangle a couple of mutants, shall we," he muttered and led the way behind Theresa.
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Jerome almost smiled when he saw Brenda. Now her and Theresa were his top hunters and he was exceptionally proud of them. Last week, when the first one escaped, they were on the call, ready to react. They wrangled him in within a couple of days. He was confident that these two wouldn't be much longer. "Let's go," he commanded and off they marched. Brenda and himself would lead the ground patrol, Theresa would scout ahead with her two troops in the buggy.
An incoming transmission entered his com. It was Theresa. "Yeah, we got a couple of escaped subjects. Subject 3 and Subject 17. Subject 3 has invisibility as well as mind reading and manipulation. Subject 17 can conjure any item out of thin air. Be warned about them. Me and Brenda are on ground troops, following behind. Locate them, but do not engage. Call us and we will arrive behind you, then take them out together. I repeat...do not engage." He turned off the com and turned to Brenda,"Let's wrangle a couple of mutants, shall we," he muttered and led the way behind Theresa.
Brends was ready for action. After the one little mutt was captured and put back in place, things were quite. That's what she called them. Mutts. He and Jerome were off looking for the two mutts that got out. They or one of the hardest to deal with, in her opinion, well besides Allaire. She hasn't gotten out but if she did they would also have to search the air with helicopters. But invisible girl? Damn, this was gonna be harder than she thought. But she was trained for tracking, not even miss disappear could his her tracks from them. And sure enough as they set out, she could see small foot prints scattered through the sand. She grinned and turned to Jerome. Time for the fun to begin
Jerome was continuing to walk through the desert. The sun was now set, the sky a deep lavender. He would care for beauty, except he didn't. He never felt any emotion since the accident and he knew he wasn't going to ever again. A beeping sound came from his com and he picked it up, hearing Theresa on the other end.
"Calm down, soldier," he replied,"She is not a powerful mutant who is known to kill. She's just a girl. Her time in the containment room should have lowered her self-esteem. If she doesn't come crawling back, she should be easy to take. Just keep a strong mind and she won't get to you. The other one, on the other hand, is a little more fresh to the lab. He will be the more dangerous target. He's smart and creative and knows how to use his resources. But as long as you keep him running and tired, he won't be able to fight back. That's the advice I give to you. You know what to do. We'll be there in a little bit, don't lose your head, soldier." He turned off the com and kept walking towards Theresa's direction.
"Calm down, soldier," he replied,"She is not a powerful mutant who is known to kill. She's just a girl. Her time in the containment room should have lowered her self-esteem. If she doesn't come crawling back, she should be easy to take. Just keep a strong mind and she won't get to you. The other one, on the other hand, is a little more fresh to the lab. He will be the more dangerous target. He's smart and creative and knows how to use his resources. But as long as you keep him running and tired, he won't be able to fight back. That's the advice I give to you. You know what to do. We'll be there in a little bit, don't lose your head, soldier." He turned off the com and kept walking towards Theresa's direction.
Crimson was a little deflated, partially from physical exhaustion, partly from the fact that it was just her and him who were escaping. No matter, he thought, we can come back for them and save them, this time with police force. "I don't know about the police..." he said finally,"But that's a risk we have to take. We can make up something and bring them to this place and they will see the truth. We can-" Before he could continue, she began screaming. She was hearing thoughts from one person. They were almost too much. We wasted too much time talking, he thought in horror. She couldn't turn invisible and he couldn't create anything. They were both exhausted. "Sshh..." he whispered,"You making all of that noise doesn't help." He grabbed her and they ran underneath a rock. "You stay here..." he whispered,"I'll distract them. You helped me and I'll help you. Live a good rest of your life." With that, he ran out with his bow and arrow, already nocking an arrow and firing. He cursed when his shot missed, landing directly between Shadow Man and his accomplice.
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Jerome stepped to the side, pushing Brenda to the other side as an arrow landed between the two with a thud! He turned and saw Subject 17 with a bow and arrow running to the side. "Action..." he put his sniper rifle into firing position. "Brenda, take your troops and surround him. I'll get Theresa." He pulled out his com and radioed Theresa. "Theresa, we've found Subject 17. Get your ass over here and help us!" Not waiting for a reply, he turned off the com and began to set up his sniper.
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Jerome stepped to the side, pushing Brenda to the other side as an arrow landed between the two with a thud! He turned and saw Subject 17 with a bow and arrow running to the side. "Action..." he put his sniper rifle into firing position. "Brenda, take your troops and surround him. I'll get Theresa." He pulled out his com and radioed Theresa. "Theresa, we've found Subject 17. Get your ass over here and help us!" Not waiting for a reply, he turned off the com and began to set up his sniper.
Brenda headed back, sniper in hand and gather the troops. She motioned for them to surround Subject 17. She snorted at his bow and arrow but then frowned as she heard commotion behind her. "Hey! What's going on?" One of the guards turned to her unarmed, and stammered. "My...My gun...its, its gone!" The guard held up his empty hands to show her. She sighed. "How stupid can you be to loose...." The a thought hit her. "Number 3." Then something pierced her skin and she fell over knocked out.
Although she was exhausted, and nearly ready to collapse, she turned invisible. The thoughts of those horrible people just pushed her willingness to act, to the brim. She took one of their guns. It didn't feel right in her hands, and it was also a little heavy. She aimed at one of the guards, brenda she thought and fired. It surprisingly landed itself in her lower ankle. She turned and fired at two more guards, but only one hit, and guards started going bezzerk, shooting and random, and all wondering what the crap was going on. Dr. Crazy however, just calmly stood still and looked for her. His eyes glanced to the ground and he caught sight of movement at her feet. He fired and she jumped back. "Oh how on earth are we gonna get out of this," she muttered to herself.
Crimson was about to be surrounded, only to hear commotion from one of the guards. Apparently his gun was gone. How the, he thought and then it clicked to him. Goner...she was helping out once again. This was a huge risk. Now her precense was known and it was either escape or get captured yet again. Both of them. Why can't I make a noble sacrifice to her? he thought as he drew back and fired again. The arrow struck one of the guards and the orange substance dried on the tip took effect, causing pain beyond belief. More shots were fired. So far, with the commotion, Crimson was lucky. He wasn't the target, Goner was at the moment. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he would become the target again. He was actually visible. He nocked, drew and fired, missing the other guard. Meanwhile, two other targets from Goner hit them, one at what appeared to be the second in command in the ankle, and another guard. A distant shot was fired and he turned towards it...Shadow Man. He had a sniper rifle and was trying to hit Goner. He fired again, this time at Shadow Man.
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Jerome saw the traveling footsteps of invisible Alex. "Gotcha..." he mumbled and fired. It missed. He reloaded and an arrow shaft appeared at his right. He turned and aimed at Crimson and fired. He watched as the dart hit Crimson's leg and Crimson crumpled to the ground. Now back to Alex, he again looked for the moving footprints...
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Jerome saw the traveling footsteps of invisible Alex. "Gotcha..." he mumbled and fired. It missed. He reloaded and an arrow shaft appeared at his right. He turned and aimed at Crimson and fired. He watched as the dart hit Crimson's leg and Crimson crumpled to the ground. Now back to Alex, he again looked for the moving footprints...
The moment Alex fell, she reappeared behind a tree. He walked up to Brenda, noticing the blood on her ankle, but not caring. "And that is how you bring some mutants down," he smirked as he went to the other hunters. One was dead while the other was screaming in pain from an arrow in his leg. "Collect Subject 17 and Subject 3 and bring them back," he commanded and they instantly obeyed. Like dogs, he thought as he turned on his com and called to Theresa."Where the hell are you, soldier? We got the mutants in custody. Head back to the base. I will speak with you there." He disconnected. The soldiers had just picked up the mutants' bodies and were carrying them back. He looked up at the sky and found it pitch black. How time flies, he thought and went back to Brenda. "Need help, or can you walk?" he asked, harshly. He meant well, but he still had no feelings for anyone.
Brenda woke up to find Jerome leering over her. Crap, what happened. She scrambled up and her head hurt. Her ankle was smeared with blood. She looked over to find the mutants being carried off. That's good at least they got them. She hated subject 3. now she looked like a fool who couldn't handle herself. She kicked the creature as it was carried past. She smirked and brushed herself off. "Sly little mutts aren't they?" She said, turning to Jerome. She crapped the legs of subject 17, and helped them haul him away. "Let's take them back. And this time they should be put in better secured cages."
((OOC, as i read over my post, it has come to my attention that I said crapped, instead of grabbed, mostly likely an auto correction. I imidiatly burst out laughing because it is hilariously placed in this context. :D forgive me.))
((OOC, as i read over my post, it has come to my attention that I said crapped, instead of grabbed, mostly likely an auto correction. I imidiatly burst out laughing because it is hilariously placed in this context. :D forgive me.))
"Unfortunately, the only place I can think of that's like that is the solitary confinement room, and that place is already occupied," Jerome puzzled over the situation out loud, then decided to do it anyway," Actually, Brenda, let's put them in the solitary confinement room. The room is bugged so we can hear and see anything they do. They can't plan without us knowing." And with that, he walked in between the two limp bodies of Subject 3 and Subject 17. A half hour later, they arrived at the facility. "Now..." he instructed the ones carrying the subjects,"You all may know Subject 5. The crystal one. He's gone rogue for some reason, so be careful when you open the door. Only open it a slight crack and push the bodies in. Don't waste a single second." They did as instructed, tossing Subject 3 and 17 into the Solitary confinement room, then sealing the door once again. He turned to Brenda and motioned to her foot. "You might want to go bandage that. I've got a meeting with Theresa so don't bother me for now." He went up to his office and waited for Theresa to arrive.
Brenda huffed and went to the scientists and asked if they had bandages. One of the scientists bandaged her up. Stupid, stupid mutts. "You should do something about that subject 3." She said to the scientist. "Yes we have been informed that we need to make it possible that she can no longer control minds." The scientist looked to the ground embarrassed about something. "But we do have a theory, if we change her nerve endings and revert her thought process...." She zoned out as the scientist explained whatever theory he had. She flicked some dried blood out from under her nails. The scientist stopped talking and finished bandaging her ankle. Something had to be done about those mutts.
Brenda heard commotion. What now. She walked to the holding rooms and saw mutants running free. Oh god not again. She signaled the alarm and ran toward the nearest ones, Miss disappear and the Crimson guy. The crystal thing was also lumbering out of the solitary confinement room. She took out her gun and fired. She missed, too far away. She also saw another thing....flying. She turned the gun toward her, a closer target, and fired. Two missed but one lodged itself into her shin. She grinned in triumph as guard rushed into the holding chambers. I'm not useless after all.
Brenda snarled at the crystal thing. Good thing guards were already coming in. The started shooting, they got the weird animal thing, and also Crimson and Disapear. The bird girl was nowhere in sight. she glared and shot at the arm with her gun. It released her and she dodged the crystal things that came zipping past her. A tranquilizer dart hit the crystal thing, but it soon regained consciousness. All hell was breaking loose, and worse, Jerome came stomping down the stairs with Theresa and SERGEANT BROWN? HE is going to be mad.
Huntress watched Crimson from the dark corner, and John was looking for her and watched the other escape.
Brenda shrieked and dove out of the way, but a few shards sliced her legs and she screamed in pain. She dragged herself to cover and fired, hitting the strange mass of crystals. She ducked low as more sharp crystals flew over her head, nicking her ear.
Sergeant Brown was furious. He pointed a gun at The crystal thing. "I'm not willing to negotiate." He fired, a tranquilizer dart lodged into the crystal, and obviously, he squeezed before he fell to the ground. He motioned to the guards. "Quick, before he wakes up, put him in the solitary confinement chamber." The guards shoved him in and locked it. The other guards put the rest of the mutants back in their cages. "Right, well, since Jerome is clearly unable to do his job right, I might visit a little more often. Hey you there!" he pointed to a scientist. "Get me a bunch of syringes full of something that will hurt." The scientist scurried off and returned awhile later with a bunch of syringes.
He took one and walked to the Brenda. "You, get a syringe for being so stupid as to get caught up in a mutant." Brenda gasped and clutched her ribs. He took the syringe and injected it into her. She screamed out in pain. He walked to the next little mutt, a crimson colored kid. "You, get a syringe for escaping, and as I noticed, breaking Jerome's sniper rifle." He injected it and the pain on the crimson kid was instant. He walked to the next one, the tricky one that disappeared. "You, get a syringe for also escaping." he injected it and she screamed out. "You get a second syringe for aiding the escape of those two," pointing to the crimson kid and the solitary confinement chambers. He injected another and the girl writhed and yelped, screaming. He moved onto the last mutant, the cause of it all. " you, get exactly four syringes, for helping escape four mutants." He injected them one after the other. "Now, as for scientists, you will always walk in at least groups of three. The guard will be doubled and I will visit at least once a week."
He turned toward Theresa and jerome. I want both of you scouting the skies with helicopters for that bird girl. Get on it. Pronto.
He took one and walked to the Brenda. "You, get a syringe for being so stupid as to get caught up in a mutant." Brenda gasped and clutched her ribs. He took the syringe and injected it into her. She screamed out in pain. He walked to the next little mutt, a crimson colored kid. "You, get a syringe for escaping, and as I noticed, breaking Jerome's sniper rifle." He injected it and the pain on the crimson kid was instant. He walked to the next one, the tricky one that disappeared. "You, get a syringe for also escaping." he injected it and she screamed out. "You get a second syringe for aiding the escape of those two," pointing to the crimson kid and the solitary confinement chambers. He injected another and the girl writhed and yelped, screaming. He moved onto the last mutant, the cause of it all. " you, get exactly four syringes, for helping escape four mutants." He injected them one after the other. "Now, as for scientists, you will always walk in at least groups of three. The guard will be doubled and I will visit at least once a week."
He turned toward Theresa and jerome. I want both of you scouting the skies with helicopters for that bird girl. Get on it. Pronto.
((OOC: Sorry, had to get off for a little bit. I've caught up now, so I should get cracking!))
Crimson was stepping out of the weapon room when he saw someone he didn't recognize shooting people with darts. Not good. Before he could nock an arrow, a guard siezed his bow and quiver. Then, two scientists grabbed his arms. He struggled, but it was no use. He shut his eyes and waited for whatever punishment to await him. He heard the man's footsteps echoing on the concrete floor. Suddenly, he felt a small pain in his arm, then it was all over his body. He shut his eyes and his throat, trying not to scream. He didn't make it past five seconds. He was thrown back into his original cage, the door locking as it normally did. His body still felt on fire, but not as bad as before. He stopped howling and began to regain his thought process. Angel escaped...his smile broke through, despite the fact that he was in a load of pain. If he'd have reacted faster, he might've escaped with her. Instead, he focused on Shadow Man's gun and it costed him. He watched sadly as the other aides were writhing in the same pain he was in, some more than him with the extra shots. Goner had two and Cat Girl got four shots! That would be too much for me to bear...he thought. They took Goner to experiment on again. He stared bitterly as they noticed that "Subject 17" hasn't been tested on recently. They injected him with something and he was out like a light.
When he awoke, he was on the experiment table again. The pain from the shot was gone now. "Just relax..." the scientist said, smirking,"We're only going to test on you a lot more." He closed his eyes, not even wanting to know what they would do to him. A familiar pain shot up his arm. He knew it was a shot. He opened his eyes. Everything was dark, fuzzy, and painful. Every time he moved his eyes, a sharp pain entered his mind. This was the worst one yet, he thought. He closed his eyes once more until they were done. When they were, they led him to a training room, a gun on him the entire time. They wanted no funny business from Crimson. Once they got there, they tied him to a chair, his arms, legs, and head. He couldn't move anything except his eyes. Across the room, there was a fan. They turned it on and a blast of icy cold air hit his head at top speed. This was torture, he thought as he began chattering. A few minutes passed and the fan was still on full blast, the freezing air penetrating through his head. Stop it! STOP IT! he screamed in his head and wished desperately for the cold air to stop. As if on command, it stopped. "Why'd you stop it?" he asked quietly. The scientists were talking rapidly amongst themselves. They seemed excited and pleased. He turned to the fan to find it still on. "What the hell?" he cried out. One of the scientists untied him and pushed him towards his cage again, the gun still pointed to his back. What did I do? He knew this test was successful and he had another power, but what was it? He was thrown into his cage and he hit the floor. But something was different this time. Instead of the cold floor he experienced every time before, this time, the floor was warm, almost comfortable. He stood up, still puzzled. He began pacing yet again. I now have some power that makes everything warm to my touch, he thought. It was the only reasonabe explanation he could come up with. But why? How would that be useful in combat? Whatever, he thought and went to sleep. He had enough planning for tonight...meanwhile, a scientist was talking to another scientist about their success. "It's official. We've tapped into his skin and now he's able to withstand any weather imaginable. Freezing cold, blazing hot. The only side effect is that his skin changes color to whatever he's radiating. Crimson for heat, cyan for cold, et cetera."
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"Yes sir," Jerome replied, no emotion detectable. Inside he knew that the result didn't go as planned. He had watched, mouth open in awe, as he saw the creatures escaping once again, not even an hour passing between the last one. This was supposed to be a more successful day, a day where he explained all of the breakthroughs they had and how many of their projects were safe for army members to use against their opponents.
But no, the subjects got in the way of that because they chose to try and escape again. Brown had to resolve that problem. As the result, he was now furious at them and he had to take charge. Jerome had to handle these cretins better. He turned to Theresa. "Our previous conversation can wait. You bring your two troops and Brenda to go find the winged girl. I'll take care of the subjects, the scientists, and the hunters. They need to be better trained in situations like these. Now go." He left the room and entered the containment room. No scientists was to go alone and he approached three scientists tossing subject 17 into his cage. "The results?" he questioned. "Successful," was the reply. "Excellent," he replied back, then a thought hit him. "This was the one who destroyed my sniper rifle, right?" he asked them. Two didn't know since they weren't there, but the third one did. "Yes sir," he replied. "Once he's awake, take Subject 17, Crimson, Subject 3, Alex, and Subject 2, Sari to my private containment cell." Another "Yes sir" was heard before they left. He turned to each of the subjects he previously listed. He was going to get his revenge.
Crimson was stepping out of the weapon room when he saw someone he didn't recognize shooting people with darts. Not good. Before he could nock an arrow, a guard siezed his bow and quiver. Then, two scientists grabbed his arms. He struggled, but it was no use. He shut his eyes and waited for whatever punishment to await him. He heard the man's footsteps echoing on the concrete floor. Suddenly, he felt a small pain in his arm, then it was all over his body. He shut his eyes and his throat, trying not to scream. He didn't make it past five seconds. He was thrown back into his original cage, the door locking as it normally did. His body still felt on fire, but not as bad as before. He stopped howling and began to regain his thought process. Angel escaped...his smile broke through, despite the fact that he was in a load of pain. If he'd have reacted faster, he might've escaped with her. Instead, he focused on Shadow Man's gun and it costed him. He watched sadly as the other aides were writhing in the same pain he was in, some more than him with the extra shots. Goner had two and Cat Girl got four shots! That would be too much for me to bear...he thought. They took Goner to experiment on again. He stared bitterly as they noticed that "Subject 17" hasn't been tested on recently. They injected him with something and he was out like a light.
When he awoke, he was on the experiment table again. The pain from the shot was gone now. "Just relax..." the scientist said, smirking,"We're only going to test on you a lot more." He closed his eyes, not even wanting to know what they would do to him. A familiar pain shot up his arm. He knew it was a shot. He opened his eyes. Everything was dark, fuzzy, and painful. Every time he moved his eyes, a sharp pain entered his mind. This was the worst one yet, he thought. He closed his eyes once more until they were done. When they were, they led him to a training room, a gun on him the entire time. They wanted no funny business from Crimson. Once they got there, they tied him to a chair, his arms, legs, and head. He couldn't move anything except his eyes. Across the room, there was a fan. They turned it on and a blast of icy cold air hit his head at top speed. This was torture, he thought as he began chattering. A few minutes passed and the fan was still on full blast, the freezing air penetrating through his head. Stop it! STOP IT! he screamed in his head and wished desperately for the cold air to stop. As if on command, it stopped. "Why'd you stop it?" he asked quietly. The scientists were talking rapidly amongst themselves. They seemed excited and pleased. He turned to the fan to find it still on. "What the hell?" he cried out. One of the scientists untied him and pushed him towards his cage again, the gun still pointed to his back. What did I do? He knew this test was successful and he had another power, but what was it? He was thrown into his cage and he hit the floor. But something was different this time. Instead of the cold floor he experienced every time before, this time, the floor was warm, almost comfortable. He stood up, still puzzled. He began pacing yet again. I now have some power that makes everything warm to my touch, he thought. It was the only reasonabe explanation he could come up with. But why? How would that be useful in combat? Whatever, he thought and went to sleep. He had enough planning for tonight...meanwhile, a scientist was talking to another scientist about their success. "It's official. We've tapped into his skin and now he's able to withstand any weather imaginable. Freezing cold, blazing hot. The only side effect is that his skin changes color to whatever he's radiating. Crimson for heat, cyan for cold, et cetera."
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"Yes sir," Jerome replied, no emotion detectable. Inside he knew that the result didn't go as planned. He had watched, mouth open in awe, as he saw the creatures escaping once again, not even an hour passing between the last one. This was supposed to be a more successful day, a day where he explained all of the breakthroughs they had and how many of their projects were safe for army members to use against their opponents.
But no, the subjects got in the way of that because they chose to try and escape again. Brown had to resolve that problem. As the result, he was now furious at them and he had to take charge. Jerome had to handle these cretins better. He turned to Theresa. "Our previous conversation can wait. You bring your two troops and Brenda to go find the winged girl. I'll take care of the subjects, the scientists, and the hunters. They need to be better trained in situations like these. Now go." He left the room and entered the containment room. No scientists was to go alone and he approached three scientists tossing subject 17 into his cage. "The results?" he questioned. "Successful," was the reply. "Excellent," he replied back, then a thought hit him. "This was the one who destroyed my sniper rifle, right?" he asked them. Two didn't know since they weren't there, but the third one did. "Yes sir," he replied. "Once he's awake, take Subject 17, Crimson, Subject 3, Alex, and Subject 2, Sari to my private containment cell." Another "Yes sir" was heard before they left. He turned to each of the subjects he previously listed. He was going to get his revenge.
Allaire smiled at Crimson, and before she could say anything, Invisible girl was there too. "Wow you made it! This is awesome! How did Jerome, Sergeant, and Brenda react to all of our escapes? Do you know what they are planning on doing??" Allaire knew they would do anything to get them back, she just wasnt sure what exactly they were going to do. She was excited, anyways that her friends had made it too.
Allaire smiled at them then looked at crimson. "Mine's Allaire. I know what you mean. i did the same thing." She laughed a bit. "and I dunno if i have the best luck ever, but escaping, getting a 2 night stay at a nice hotel for 100 bucks, pick pocketing a rich guy, and meeting with some friends? I consider that some pretty good luck. She smiled. "I dont think Im going to stay here that long though, because Jerome, Brenda, and Sergeant will be out for us, so I was thinking we go out of state for a while atleast, and maybe come back to Phoenix to see if mr. claw-y and Sari got out, or thats atleast what I had planned on doing anyways, before I knew you two were out, to see if you guys had gotten out yet." Allaire smiled a little.
Crimson suddenly found three people off in the distance. It was Alex, Allaire, and Sari. He waited for them to get over here, then realized that Sari was still possessed to take us back. He watched her as she nearly got Alex and they both flew upwards into the sky. He had flown a few hundred feet than stopped. Sari wasn't following. She had landed on the plateau. Did she stop? Was she able to regain cotrol again? He saw her pull out a small note, looked at Alex, and got ready to fly back. "Wait!" he cried, swooping a little lower. "Where are you going? You're free now! You can escape with us!" He was still a little cautious just in case she wasn't fully turned yet.
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Jerome was outside, scanning the sky for their three little birdies or their two hunters, but no one was there. He sighed, then turned to Brenda. "You and I are going after them. Two against three isn't a number I like. We'll hopefully bring Brownie to help along. The more muscle we have, the better." He went to the weapon room and grabbed a couple of pistols and a Tranquilizer Rifle. He went outside and to Sergeant Brown. "Hey, I think we need more muscle. I recommend you, me, and Brenda go after them. You in?"
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Jerome was outside, scanning the sky for their three little birdies or their two hunters, but no one was there. He sighed, then turned to Brenda. "You and I are going after them. Two against three isn't a number I like. We'll hopefully bring Brownie to help along. The more muscle we have, the better." He went to the weapon room and grabbed a couple of pistols and a Tranquilizer Rifle. He went outside and to Sergeant Brown. "Hey, I think we need more muscle. I recommend you, me, and Brenda go after them. You in?"
Brown and Brenda headed to the weapons room to collect their gear, then they headed out to the helicopter. They hopped in and waited for Jerome. Brenda shifts the rifle in her hands and positioned herself at the window, ready to shoot if possible. Sergeant Brown positioned himself in the passenger seat and held his gun steady. Time to hunt down some bird kids.
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Alex turned back to Sari and landed on the Plateau next to Arthur. "Yes come with us!" She folded her wings to her back and walked to Sari. She read Sari's thoughts and nodded. "I see." She turned to Arthur. "She has cancer, and the medicine she needs is back at the facility. What do we do?"
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Alex turned back to Sari and landed on the Plateau next to Arthur. "Yes come with us!" She folded her wings to her back and walked to Sari. She read Sari's thoughts and nodded. "I see." She turned to Arthur. "She has cancer, and the medicine she needs is back at the facility. What do we do?"
Crimson sighed, trying to think on what to do. "Can't we get her to a doctor...you know, chemotherapy or something like that?" he asked her, but he knew the answer that would come. They couldn't. Her bone alterations and the lab's experiments would bring up too many questions. It'd be too much of a risk. He tried to think some more on what they could do other than take her back to the lab.
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Jerome was right behind the two. He got in and positioned himself in the other window. He told the helicopter driver to get going. Soon, they were up in the air. "Head that way," he pointed in the direction he last saw them go and soon they were oon the trail. You three are going down, he thought.
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Jerome was right behind the two. He got in and positioned himself in the other window. He told the helicopter driver to get going. Soon, they were up in the air. "Head that way," he pointed in the direction he last saw them go and soon they were oon the trail. You three are going down, he thought.
Crimson agreed with Alex. It was the best way that his plan could work. He sighed, then suddenly, Alex was hugging him. He didn't know what to do here. A warm feeling exploded through his veins as he embraced her. He never wanted to let her go. But he knew he had to. As she jumped over the plateau, turning invisible, his mouth acted on an impulse. "I love you, be safe!" he cried out before managingto put a foot in his mouth. What...the...hell...did...I...just...say? he thought. His face turned to the same color as his hair, his eyes, and his wings as he turned back to Sari and Allaire. "Can we forget that I said that and fly off to Los Angeles?" he replied, embarrased and took flight before waiting for a reply.
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Jerome had already sent ground troops to collect Stefano and bring him back. Since they discovered Stefano, that meant that they were on the right trail. He could see a plateau off in the distance...and something was flying off of it. It was Crimson. Jerome turned to Brenda and Brown. "Subject 3 is in flight. The others should be around him. Head to the plateau!" he shouted and opened his window. He got his tranquilizer rifle ready. His target...Crimson.
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Jerome had already sent ground troops to collect Stefano and bring him back. Since they discovered Stefano, that meant that they were on the right trail. He could see a plateau off in the distance...and something was flying off of it. It was Crimson. Jerome turned to Brenda and Brown. "Subject 3 is in flight. The others should be around him. Head to the plateau!" he shouted and opened his window. He got his tranquilizer rifle ready. His target...Crimson.
Crimson soared a couple hundred feet before turning back to see how he was doing. It appeared that Sari was fighting whatever made her try to get him in the first place. She had brought the chopper down onto the plateau, smiling faintly at him. He mouthed a "Thank you," to her before flying above the clouds, out of sight for now. Allaire was close behind.
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Jerome had just finished attaching a scope to the rifle when they arrived at the plateau. Alex was nowhere in sight, but Allaire and Crimson were definately within his shot range. He aimed at Crimson and was about to fire when a sudden jolt made him lose focus. "What's happening?" he cried to the pilot. "I-I don't know," the pilot answered back. "We're going to hit the plateau!" Jerome answered. Sure enough, they hit the plateau. He jumped out of the helicopter to find Sari underneath it, holding it down. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Jerome cried, then brought up his rifle, firing a tranquilizer dart at her before turning to the helicopter. "Remind me to give a triple dose of the obedience liquid to the Subjects when we're done here!" he called to Sergeant Brown, then reloaded, and aimed at Crimson and Allaire, but they were out of sight again. He got into the chopper, putting Sari inside the portable cage and telling the pilot to fly after them.
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Jerome had just finished attaching a scope to the rifle when they arrived at the plateau. Alex was nowhere in sight, but Allaire and Crimson were definately within his shot range. He aimed at Crimson and was about to fire when a sudden jolt made him lose focus. "What's happening?" he cried to the pilot. "I-I don't know," the pilot answered back. "We're going to hit the plateau!" Jerome answered. Sure enough, they hit the plateau. He jumped out of the helicopter to find Sari underneath it, holding it down. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Jerome cried, then brought up his rifle, firing a tranquilizer dart at her before turning to the helicopter. "Remind me to give a triple dose of the obedience liquid to the Subjects when we're done here!" he called to Sergeant Brown, then reloaded, and aimed at Crimson and Allaire, but they were out of sight again. He got into the chopper, putting Sari inside the portable cage and telling the pilot to fly after them.
Crimson was flying low. Perhaps that's why he could see the chopper go down. As Crimson swerved and looked behind him. The chopper was a few hundred meters to the right of him and it was spinning around, free falling to the down. Crimson saw two figures flying above where the chopper was coming down. It was Sari and Alex! She'd came back to save us! He'd hug her right now if it wasn't for the fact that they were a few hundred meters apart. ~Nice work, Alex~ he thought, hoping that Alex heard. It was then that he realized that he hadn't heard the crash of a helicopter yet. He looked down and a feeling of dread flowed through his veins. The chopper was coming back up. ~Look down!~ he thought to Alex and began flying to them, Allaire tagging behind.
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Jerome saw Subject 3 appear in the chopper, giving a remark. So Subject 2 was lying! Before he could do anything about it, Subject had already shot the pilot, freed Subject 2, and escaped. His stomach dropped as the chopper began to plummet to the ground. He made his way to the pilot seat, moving the corpse out of the seat, and grabbed the controls. It was lucky he had a lot of knowledge on how to fly a chopper. He'd learned through osmosis, studying tghe pilots as they commanded the helicopter. Now he was going to put his knowledge to the test. He moved the handles and to his luck, the chopper stopped falling and began to rise. A good start, he thought as he told Sergeant Brown and Brenda to go to the windows and aim and shoot at the subjects. Meanwhile, he used the radio to call the facility and tell them to send in two more choppers. They were going down...
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Jerome saw Subject 3 appear in the chopper, giving a remark. So Subject 2 was lying! Before he could do anything about it, Subject had already shot the pilot, freed Subject 2, and escaped. His stomach dropped as the chopper began to plummet to the ground. He made his way to the pilot seat, moving the corpse out of the seat, and grabbed the controls. It was lucky he had a lot of knowledge on how to fly a chopper. He'd learned through osmosis, studying tghe pilots as they commanded the helicopter. Now he was going to put his knowledge to the test. He moved the handles and to his luck, the chopper stopped falling and began to rise. A good start, he thought as he told Sergeant Brown and Brenda to go to the windows and aim and shoot at the subjects. Meanwhile, he used the radio to call the facility and tell them to send in two more choppers. They were going down...
Crimson saw Alex falling. He had to save her. But before he could, Sari and Stefano appeared out of nowhere, swooping down to the rescue. He folded his arms in protest. That was supposed to be my hero moment, he thought. Before he could think anymore about it, the chopper was in front of him. He quickly swooped down under the helicopter. A dart went whizzing past. He grabbed onto the bottom of the helicopter, folding his wings in, and held on for dear life.
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Jerome was trying to control the helicopter the best as he could. He pushed the handles forward and the chopper began to lurch forward. He turned back to find Subject 3 was shot and Subject 2 and Subject 28 had saved her. They really needed to perfect the serum. "Brown!" he callled back,"Aim for Subject 2 and 28. Brenda, get subjects 17and 8!"
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Jerome was trying to control the helicopter the best as he could. He pushed the handles forward and the chopper began to lurch forward. He turned back to find Subject 3 was shot and Subject 2 and Subject 28 had saved her. They really needed to perfect the serum. "Brown!" he callled back,"Aim for Subject 2 and 28. Brenda, get subjects 17and 8!"
Crimson leapt off of the falling chopper and followed behind Alex, heading towards Sari, Stefano, and Allaire. He was feeling a little depressed. Yes, he wanted to escape, but not in the event that it would kill them. He couln't live wih that on his concence. Without warning, he turned around and flew towards the falling chopper as fast as he could. He reached the door, tore it open, and grabbed Jerome and jumped out. He landed safetly and he dropped Jerome, flying back to the chopper. There was only one left he could save and he knew there was two people inside...Sergeant and another girl. The question was who should he save?
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