Hank opened his eyes feeling like he'd been drugged. Then he remembered the attack on the mansion and the tranquilizer stun darts. Whatever they'd been anyway. He looked around and saw that he was in a giant white room. There was glass straight across from him and a control room inside.

He tried to move and suddenly realized that his arms had chains around them and he looked up. He chains were connected to the ceiling. He tried kicking. He couldn't. He looked down to find metal rods extending from the ground and gripping his ankles.

Then he noticed that he wasn't blue. The only clothes he wore were his shorts and glasses. "What the hell." He grumbled angrily. He tried over and over to tug his arms free, but it was no use. He was stuck. He let out a scream of frustration and suddenly he saw his skin turn blue and furry again. He tugged harder, letting out roars.

Beast noticed a three people sitting in the control room and stopped trying to escape. He looked straight at them, staring with a deadly look in his eyes and on his face.

One person, a man, said, "What is your name and what are you?" There was a microphone in front of him.

"Hank?" He heard Charles say telepathically. "Don't tell them anything."

He just roared at the man.

"Tell me!" He demanded.

"Never." Beast snarled.

"What are you?"

Beast let out a roar and started tugging on the chains. "Let me go!"

"No, you stupid inhuman creature." The man said threateningly.

"You did not just say that!" Beast's anger rose and he was snarling now. He tugged violently at the chains and metal rods. "Let me go!" He roared it as loud as he could.

He saw the man hit a button. Hank felt a burst of lightning start electrocuting him. He let out roars of pain, somehow even louder than before.

"Hank!" Charles shouted through telepathy.

Beast yanked twice as hard on the chains and the cuffs around his hands broke. The rods holding his feet kept shocking him.

"He's escaping!" One of the people in the control room shouted.

He yanked one of his legs free and then the other, falling to the floor, which was around ten feet below. Hank landed on his stomach, panting from pain and exhaustion. At least the lightning wasn't frying him anymore. He felt blood leaking out the corner of his mouth. Well, on the bright side, I know my weakness now. Lightning.

Before Beast could get up, he felt something hit him in the side of the head. He looked up to see the man holding a wooden spear. By the looks of it, he had been whacked with the handle.

He tore it from the man's hand and got up, making sure to trip the guy as he did. He put the spear's handle in between his teeth and climbed the ladder up to the control room. He reached the top, took the spear out of his mouth and quickly knocked out the other two people in the room.

He hurried out into the hallway. "Charles?!" He called.

He heard tortured yells of pain from two different directions. The closest was a room two doors down his left. Sounded like Charles in that one. He thought so anyway.

"Charles!" He shouted.

He raced to the door. He saw the handle turning. Someone heard him, apparently. Suppressing a roar, Beast shoved his fist through the wooden door and felt his hand grab someone's shirt. He pulled the person against the door and then moved away from it. He pulled again, but twice as hard. The man flew through the door and into the opposite wall.

Hank raced into the room, growling. There were two other people in there and Charles hanging in the air like Hank had been, being electrocuted.

Both people stood up from their seats at once. One held a wooden spear and the other one had a knife.

Beast let out a roar. "Come at me!"

They both started attacking him. The spear didn't hurt much, but the knife left cuts where it had been. He threw the pear man through the glass and way down into the area Charles was in.

Beast felt the knife stab his shoulder and let out a half cry, half roar of pain. He grabbed the person who had stabbed him and smacked her against the wall. He watched her slide to the ground, either knocked out or dead.

Beast gripped the knife with the opposite hand and painfully ripped it out of his shoulder. He threw it onto the ground and ignored the blood that was flowing down his arm. He looked at the control system that was used for the room. He turned off the electrocution. Then he pressed a button to release Charles' legs. He pulled a lever that made the chains move forward, toward the broken window. It stopped itself once it reached it.

Beast scrambled on top of the control panel and broke Charles's hands out. He pulled the telepathic man through the window and set him in a wheelchair in the room.

Panting, Hank sat down on the floor.

"Are you alright, Hank?" Charles asked, worriedly.

He looked at him. "Not at all."

"Did you find Alex and Sean yet?" The telepathy asked.

"I came for you first, so no." Beast put a hand to his shoulder.

"Let's go find them then."

"Alright." Hank grumbled, getting to his feet and flexing his muscles, wincing.

He walked out of the room and heard Charles wheeling after him. "Can you locate them with your telepathic powers?"

"I can try." Charles closed his eyes and put two fingers to his head. His eyes snapped open immediately. "Banshee is doing fine, but we must go for Alex first. Five doors down to our right, I think."

"Okay." Beast counted the doors as he walked past, reaching the fifth on his right. "This one?"

"Yeah." Charles nodded.

"Before we go in, what did you mean by Banshee's doing fine?"

"His powers. Remember, when he screams?"

"Oh yeah." Beast remembered. "Probably screamed so much that it broke the glass and the metal maybe."

"That's exactly what happened." Charles nodded. "He's fighting his three right now."

Beast nodded, before he kicked the door down. He knocked the first man into a wall, threw the next through the glass, and knocked out the last with his fist. He stopped the machine from electrocuting Alex. Then he made it release his legs and bring him to the window, where Beast freed his arms.

Havok stepped through the broken window. "Thanks."

"No problem." Beast mumbled.

"Now for Banshee." Charles said.

Beast nodded and the three of them went into the hall just in time to see the boy walk out of one of the rooms.

"What took you so long?" Sean asked.

"I had to get them." Beast shrugged. "Let's go."

The four mutants headed towards the only way in and out of the hall in silence. That's when they heard another bloodcurdling shriek from one of the other rooms…