Scar had decided to give the guards that were guarding the inside of the warehouse a nice surprise. He busted in with brute force fully cloaked, and instead of using his Plasma Castor, he extended his blades, beginning to tear into the flesh of anyone near him. There was yelling and shooting from the Oomans, and Scar tried his best to stay out of the crossfire, not wanting Lex to worry about him when he went to bust her out of whatever they were holding her in.

He felt a sting in his leg, but kept fighting, not paying any mind to it. It wasn't effecting him and his speed. His endurance level was quite high, thanks to his thick skin. Bullets weren't something that could easily take him out, and was one of the many things that separated his kind from the pathetic Oomans.

Just as he went to stab the last Ooman standing in his way, an alarm sounded. The last one standing hit something, and now everyone in the lower levels would know that he was there. He roared, pushing the man to the ground before digging his hand into his back, grabbing his spinal cord and pulling it roughly. It slid right out, skull included. He looked at the skull and spine, running his hand along the cord, blood dripping down to the floor and over his hand at a fast rate before he stuck it into his pack. He'd clean it later then present it to Lex as a gift. Girls loved it when their mates did that, at least that's what he believed. Scar purred at the thought, then went back to his mission.

He had scanned the warehouse with his Bio-Mask when he was outside, his wrist gauntlet showing him a full model of what it held. Under the run-down looking top level, there were three more levels. He let out a soft trill, pressing a few buttons on the pad. He waited, then, it began to toss away a few layers. On the second floor, alone in a room, there was a life-form. It was Lex. He knew it. Scar growled, letting the hologram vanish as he made his way towards the small elevator in the back of the room. It was a simple 'get in, get the mate, get out' mission to him, anyone who dared to try and stop him would meet with a terrible fate at his claws.

Scar didn't care that everyone was alerted to his presence, he was strong enough to take them all. Let them just try and shoot him down. When you have an angered Yautja trying to protect something dear to them, you better watch your ass.

Lex backed away from the tube filled with light-green liquid, hand over her mouth as she stared at what lay inside. It was one of Scar's kind, only... He was tweaked, well, tweaked wouldn't be a good enough word. Modified was better.

His left arm, left leg, and the entire left side of his face, including the dreadlock-like appendages that sprouted from his skull, was completely robotic. He looked to be sleeping, tubes attached to him and in him. It was horrifying. She noticed a piece of paper taped to the glass, she squinted her eyes as she read it. He was familiar... And where he was found.

He was one of Scar's companions.

"... What kind of monsters are these people..?" Lex shook her head, feeling bile begin to reach the back of her throat. She swallowed it down the best she could. This was terrible; how would Scar react if he saw this? What would he do? She closed the curtains, rubbing her eyes. Why was it her? Why did she have to be brought into all of this? Having to choose sides all of the sudden. She liked it better when she could just sit in her apartment all day watching TV and cooking recipes she found in books.

She turned on the light, looking back towards the curtains. She was half tempted to let him out, but... He probably wouldn't hesitate to strike her down with his mechanical claws. The paper had said that 'Cyber Spear' was a brainwashed weapon; something to be used against his own kind if it came down to it. Would he attack humans? She had assumed they set his robotic side to only listen to those his 'data base' may recognize...

Lex shook her head, walking towards the bed on the other side of the room. She hugged herself as she sat down, staring at the door. The flashing red lights from outside had not stopped, and she guessed they would keep going until Scar was detained. Basically; an indication a danger was in the facility and everyone had to be careful if they were walking around outside of any quarters. "You better be careful, you dumb bastard..." she whispered, silently hoping for him.

Three more trying to stop him; three more skulls to present to Lex when this was all over. Scar had turned off his cloaking device, finding what was the fun of killing when they couldn't see him? Sure, it was funny, watching them just shoot randomly, often hitting him, but that wasn't a good thrill, nor was it fair.

Something did feel off: The fact that barely anyone was in the halls, that there was no longer anyone trying to stop him, and the quietness. Not a single heat signature, besides the ones that were slowly fading from the three dead military men. He let out a low, guttural croak, pressing forward to the room that was suppose to have Lex inside of it.

He couldn't wait to hold her, see her happy face when he swoops her off her feet to carry her out of this place. They'd go back to his ship and get off this rock, returning to his home world. He purred, looking left and right once he came to a fork in the hall. He pulled up his gauntlet, looking at the image again. The left one went to Lex's room, just a few doors down.

Scar growled, stalking down the hallway, passing by each door, half thinking that there was going to be someone who would pop out and try to stick him with something or try to take him down. Nothing. He hissed lowly, then turned to look at the door on his left. It was Lex's room alright.

He didn't even try the doorknob, simply deciding to kick the door in. He walked in, scanning the room until his sights laid on Lex's face. He purred, walking towards her slowly, not wanting to approach her while she as still startled and unable to react.

Lex was awfully startled by the door suddenly go flying off it's hinges, slamming up against the wall. Her heartbeat quickened, and she stood up, keeping her back to the wall. It was only when she heard that familiar purring sound that her heart calmed down.

"... Well, you most certainly do know how to make an entrance... Quite literally." she giggled, brushing some of her black hair behind her ear. She took a few steps forward, but that was it, she suddenly didn't feel the ground under her anymore, a pair of arms holding her now.

Scar had picked her up, holding her bridal-style. She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his mask. She was smiling like a fool; feeling like your average 'damsel in distress' when a Superhero comes to their rescue. She couldn't help it, she had the feeling of butterflies in her stomach and her face was heating up.

"... I have a few gifts for you when we get back to my ship~" Scar muttered, nuzzling against her. She just shook her head, not being able to say anything to him. Lex was just... so happy, and she didn't understand why. It had to be because of what he was doing for her; saving her, taking her away from everything that was going on. "We should go, I don't think staying here is a good plan." he spoke, turning to leave out of the room.

And just as he stepped out, that was when real trouble hit.

"Don't you move one muscle, you son of a bitch..."