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Holiday glared at Gris who sat calmly aiming a gun at her.
"I'm never going to help you." Holiday told him coldly.
Gris laughed humorlessly. "I wouldn't be so confident, doctor. Our boss can be very persuasive."
So they did want her for her scientific abilities. She was worried that they wanted to use her as ransom.
"So I suppose you want my research on nanite functions?" Holiday asked.
"You are very clever my dear, but not as clever as you think." Gris smirked.
Holiday was hoping to goad him to get more information but he was about as tight lip as Six. Speaking of Six, seeing him electrocuted made her heart drop. Well, if a catastrophic drop didn't kill him, a little electricity shouldn't, right? Tears unexpectedly sprung into her eyes. She turned away so that Gris couldn't see them. She was annoyed at herself for getting emotional. Now was not the time. She willed the tears back. Holiday wasn't sure how long she was in a car when she spotted some mountains. Instead of slowing down the car sped up. Holiday's eyes widened as they kept moving toward the mountain until she could see the individual outcroppings. She sucked in a breath and braced herself for a crash but second later, camouflaged doors slid opened.
Holiday couldn't help but gape as the doors closed behind them.
"Impressed?" Gris asked amused.
"Is that how you've evaded Providence's surveillances? You are practically sitting in our backyard." Holiday accused him.
"There're many things you don't know about us." Gris stated. "We are here."
The car pulled onto a large platform. The circular stand began lowering. Holiday realized they were traveling on an elevator down to the bowels of the earth. When they stopped, Gris motioned for her to get out. Without much choice, she slid out.
"Welcome Dr. Holiday." A woman's voice flooded into the cavern. The voice was distorted by both the speakers and the echo in the chamber. "I hope you will find your stay… productive."
"I wouldn't hold my breath." She grumbled.
"Oh, don't worry doctor, you'll find us very accommodating… up to a certain point. Everyone is dispensable." The voice told her frankly. "Gris, will you show Dr. Holiday to the lab."
Gris roughly pushed her towards a room on the side. She was sure that if Six was here, Gris would no longer have a hand. The thought of him made her stomach twist. She offered a silent plea for his safety as she was escorted to her new lab.
When she walked in lights flooded the new room. Holiday's eyes had to adjust to the new light. Blinking she realized just how technologically advanced they were. Rather than human assistants there were robot arms everywhere. Small drones rolled about.
"Dr. Holiday, if you may." Gris led her to a table. Holiday stared at the bright plastic disc wondering what they wanted her to do. Suddenly the middle of the table glowed and a hologram sprung up from the middle. Data and three dimensional pictures floated before her eyes. This was almost as advanced as Providence.
"Hologram technology?" She looked incredulously at Gris. "Providence has the only prototype in the world."
Gris gave a half smile. "Like I said doctor." Holiday suddenly realized that a metal bracelet was placed on her arm. It was attached to a chain bolted to the floor. "You don't know everything." He gave her a malicious smile and left. Holiday watched him leave. When the door shut she turned her attention to the information in front of her. What did they expect her to do?
0o0
Six and Gatlocke pursued Gris, each with their own agenda. After he retrieved his blades from a hapless guard, they took his vehicle and left him in the dirt. Gris had a good head start. Six cursed his weakness. He still hasn't found a way to be immune to electric shocks… yet.
Luckily, Gris didn't seem to be hiding his trail. The tire tracks were easy to follow.
"You know what would make the time go by faster… a song." Gatlocke said out of the blue.
"No." Six said flatly.
"Come on, everyone now… 99 bottles of…" Gatlocke never finished as a hand closed over his throat.
"I said no." Six snapped before letting go.
"Touchy." Gatlocke pouted as he massaged his neck. "You know the time would pass faster if we had a distraction."
"The time would pass faster if we found them." Six corrected him. He stopped short. Gatlocke jerked in his seat. Six pulled the vehicle behind some boulders. They both got out and peered over the rocks.
"The tracks stopped right there." Six whispered.
"It disappears into that side of the wall." Gatlocke replied.
"Do you know what that means?" Six returned.
"Yeah, ghost car!" Gatlocke declared.
Six glared mutely at him.
"Relax, I'm kidding. There must be another way in." Gatlocke said disdainfully.
"Shhhh," Six pushed him down.
The cloud of dust accompanied with the roar of a bike came closer.
Gatlocke's cybernetic arm turned into a laser cannon. He raised his arm to fire. Six pushed his arm down.
He squinted in the distance. "It's Rex."
Gatlocke's eyes brightened. "Ohhh, It's Rex." He ran out waving his arms. Six yanked him back. "Get down, you idiot!" Six snapped at him. Instead Six took out his blade. Twisting it this way and that he caught the sun's ray and flashed it into Rex's eyes. The bike wavered and Rex quickly rescinded his bike. He rolled to a stop. Bobo slid on his chin.
"Rex!" Six hissed.
Blinking for a second, Rex finally saw Six. He grabbed Bobo and pulled him up onto his feet. They ran over to Six.
"Six!" Rex had a hard time hiding his jubilance. "Boy, am I glad to see you! Where's Doc?"
"You know I'm right here." Gatlocke interrupted. "The least you can do is say hi."
"No, the least I can do is pound you into the ground." Rex snapped at him. Six felt a surge of pride.
"Huh, you sure you two aren't related?" Gatlocke grumbled.
"Rex, I need you to get that door opened." Six pointed at the side of the mountain.
"You need your eyes checked, Green Bean. There's no door there." Bobo poked his head out to see.
"No, wait. I see tracks that lead right up to the wall." Rex peered out. "Wow, they weren't subtle."
"They must not think anyone would come after them." Six commented.
"If I can get close enough, I bet I can get the doors opened." Rex said. "But how do we get close enough without them seeing?"
"We need a distraction." Six said.
"Excuse me, I still exist. I'm still here." Gatlocke tried to get their attention. "You know we're a team here."
Six and Rex turned their glare at him. "Dude, what fumes have you been breathing?" Rex scoffed.
"Your pal and I made an agreement to help each other. So therefore, we are a team. I say we be Gatlocke and the Puppy Dogs."
"Why does it have to be Puppy Dogs, why never Chimps?" Bobo asked.
"Bobo, not now." Rex said through his teeth.
"Gatlocke and the Chimmpy Chimps?" Gatlocke rolled the words in his mouth. "No, doesn't have the right ring."
"I have a plan." Six cut them off.
"Plans are good." Rex said.
0o0
Bobo and Gatlocke drove the vehicle toward the wall. Stopping in front of them, Bobo took his blasters and shot the wall several times. Suddenly, the door opened up and several soldiers appeared. They opened fire. Gatlocke pulled the throttle. The car reversed and sped away. The soldiers gave chase. The door started sliding close. Rex and Six jumped through before they closed completely.
"All right! We're in." Rex said happily. Bright lights flooded the room. They covered their eyes for a second. When they looked up, they were surrounded.
"Tsk, tsk, Agent Six. I expected this type of recklessness from young Rex but you?" Gris mockingly shook his head. A cruel smile curled on his lips. "So now you die."
The soldiers opened fire.
Hail, hail the gang's all here. Can Six save Holiday or is everyone doomed? Thanks for sticking with this.
RIP Stan Lee. We will miss you. My favorite superhero was and always will be Spiderman.
And to all the veterans out there, thank you for serving our country (Veteran's Day in the USA).
