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The last thing Agatha remembered was Dirk screaming her name as the fight became too much for them to control. Galactor had attacked when they had least expected it – he usually did that, come to think of it, but this time had been different. It was so much more organized than before, and this time he wasn't just fooling around. This time he meant to kill them.
"Dirk!" she screamed back, her eyes popping open. The noise of the mechs clashing all around her was gone, and all that remained was her voice echoing back in the darkness. She couldn't see anything, and she realized that the fight had ended. What the...? she thought to herself, trying to regain her bearings. She pushed herself up off of the ground, reaching out in front of herself to feel around. She didn't know where she was, and she only got a few feet worth of stumbling in the darkness before she couldn't move at all. The sound of metal against metal rang behind her, and she jerked to a halt, a surprised, "Oh!" coming from her full lips.
She was in a lot of pain, but even through that she could feel something was very, very wrong. She could feel a weight at her wrists, and she backed up to examine them. Fingers nimbly rubbed at what she reasoned were chains, but she was still in such a haze – like she'd been asleep for a long, long time. It must've been from the battle. She must have hit her head.
A light suddenly flooded the room and her heart began to race as a tall silhouette stood in the doorway. She didn't have to be able to see it clearly; she knew that inky outline even with her eyes closed.
"Galactor," she whispered.
The room echoed with his throaty, grating laugh as his black shadow began to move closer to her. He stopped only a few feet short. "Lights," he commanded, and with that utterance the room was illuminated, giving Agatha her first real glimpse of where she was. As her terrified eyes widened even more while she wildly looked around, his laugh only grew louder and louder.
"Welcome, my dear," he purred. He turned to what Agatha now realized was some sort of observation room and gestured for two masked men in white coats to enter, which they did with great speed. They carried small boxes with them, and moved around him to approach Agatha.
"Don't touch me!" she shouted, shrinking back to the wall. She felt the cold of it pressed against her spine, and became dimly aware that while she was still in her G-Force suit, it was mostly destroyed. The pure white was burned and blood-soaked, and she had tears and holes in it from the skirmish.
"My dear, you're seriously injured," he said, his voice edging on annoyance. "My medical team is beyond compare. They are only going to ensure that you don't die on me."
"I'd rather die than spend another second as your prisoner," she spat. "Kill me now, while you have the chance, or I swear I'll kill you later." With that, she lunged at one of the men, checking him with her shoulder and knocking him over. She cried out in pain as she did it, a horrible burning in her side causing her to drop to her knees in a heap.
"That's quite enough of that!" he snarled. He crossed the gap between them swiftly, and grabbed her by her throat, lifting her up off of the ground. "You stupid girl, do you think you are really any match for me? I killed your little friends with minimal effort on my part, so if you want to roll the dice against me than I'll unchain you right now and we can go toe to toe, but somehow, my feathery friend, I doubt that you are in any condition to take me on." He gave her a firm squeeze to make his point, releasing her only when the terror in her eyes was replaced by ebbing unconsciousness.
Agatha dropped down to the ground on her knees, falling forward with her head down. She couldn't cry out because she was too busy trying to regain her breath, and she put a hand to her throat lightly, the burn still there from his large, fierce grip.
"Get her out of my sight," he snapped. At once, the two men scooped her up and took her into the next room so that they could work on her injuries.