A jet hovered over a building, as a tall female agent dropped down onto the building. Signaling the jet to leave, it flew away, but kept in distance in case the mission went bad. Her mission was simple, rescue the captured agent, bring him to safety, and retrieve files from the computer in the building. The woman looked around the building then placed her hand on her head and began to focus. Focusing on the thoughts of those in the building, she was trying to find his thoughts, the thoughts of the captured prisoner. His thoughts were being blocked, so she sighed, and tried to find the thoughts of another. Listenig in, she heard someone say were he was in their head. " Fiftieth floor, GPC containment room." ' That explains why I can't find him.' The woman said to herself.
Running to the stairs, she ran down and looked at where she was. Sixtieth floor. Continuing to run to listened carefully, trying to hear the thoughts of someone approaching. Running down another flight of stairs she heard, ' He's not talking, just kill him.' She knew the stairs wasn't going fast enough. Running into the hallway of the fiftieth floor she stood bumped into a guard, having lost focus when she heard bad news. " Hey!" The agent quickly attempted to grab the man mind with hers, but it was being guarded. Tapping his head, showing her she couldn't penetrate. The man pulled out a gun and aimed it at her. The agent quickly ducked under the gun and vanished. " Invisability. Clever little bitch arent't you."
Listening closely he pulled out a pair of googles and then saw her running down the hall. Firing at her, the woman turned around and caught the bullets with her mind, turned them around, then let them go. Turning the corner she kept running as the guard hit the ground dead. Focusing her thoughts again she heard, ' Start the program.' Thinking quick and desperate she faced the ground, grabbed her temples, focused her anger and raw aggresion, and fired her mental weapon at the floor. The floor shattered as she began to fall through.
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The torturing, questions, and surgery had been going on for several days. The agent had only been captive for two days, but for him, it was a life time. He was hanging from a hook in the center of a room, blood dripping off his body to the ground below. His head had a large cut that had been patched together, but the stitches were bleeding already. Only wereing his pants that were covered in his own blood, he looked at his captures who were standing around him. The tall man wereing all black clothing, and sun glasses looked at a man in a white coat and nodded. The man nodded back and pressed a button. All people of the group waited for something to happen. Suddenly the agent on the hook shouted in pain, sparks of electricity arching off his body. " It works." Said the man in the coat.
" What the hell did you do to me?" The agent asked him. The man in glasses smiled and walked over to him.
" It's a chip we implanted in your brain. When you try to use pyci energy, you get a little shock. It's like a portable GPC system that restrains you from using your powers." The man laughed and looked at a man standing next to him. " Kill him and begin preparation to start the development of our little toy." The man next to him nodded and pulled out a gun. Aiming it at the agent, he was about to pull the trigger before the roof above him caved in, and the female agent landed on him. Blowing back the others in the room with her mind she ran over the agent and looked at him.
" Are you okay?" The agent looked at her in disbelief, as if his current possition didn't speak for itself. The man in black stood up as the female agent looked over to him. " What did you do to him?" The man in black, smiled and vanished into the floor. Pulling out a radio on her waist she said, " I have him, bring us the jet."
" What about the computers?" a voice said back to her.
" My priority was the agent, and he needs evac now."
" Right away, were are you?"
" Fiftieth floor, sending homing signal now." Pressing a button on her waist, it began to flash red. A few minutes later, the wall to the room was blown open, leaving a fifty floor drop between the jet and her. Grabbing the agent she levitated them across the gap and into the jet that flew back to HQ.
