BOLTS 10
A/N I'm back, sorry it took so long!! Please note that the scientific advancements would have happened because this is way into the future so some of the following stuff is possible! Cheers!!
He fell to the ground with a thud, blood oozing from his forehead and a look of shock forever imprinted on his face. River felt no remorse for killing him, though she didn't feel great about it either, taking peoples lives weren't exactly high on her to do list, but some things were necessary to achieve the greater good.
She holstered her gun back on her thigh and retrieved two explosives from inside her dark jacket. Fingering them gently she placed one beside the fridge which held most of the brain scrapings and biological matter; she placed the other beside the main storage cupboard which held all the subjects brain schematics and experimentation procedures and results. She armed both, setting them to explode within ten minutes, that was her estimated time before someone would find his body and call the police.
She pulled out a slightly bigger explosive than before and placed it gently inside the fridge which held extremely flammable liquids and armed it. She unscrewed the tops of each container and carefully stepped away, the toxins in the air filling the room rapidly, the explosion would easily take out the entire facility.
The east wing in which contained the solution to her and Jayne's problem was located in the east of the facility of course but deep underground, requiring everyone to take at least two flights of stars beneath the ground and the facility was guarded by four armed alliance soldiers. River had no idea what awaited her inside the facility, but she had a feeling it would explain all the answers to her questions.
River hid behind the wall, four soldiers stood at the door just like she suspected, it should be easy sailing from here. She rounded the corner and all four men aimed their stunner at her automatically. She didn't hesitate, she lunged at the first man, knocking the feet out from under him and as he fell she gave him a firm blow to the back of the head. He was out cold. Her second opponent leapt at her from the side, she side stepped, twirled once and produced a round house kick to the side of his head.
A blast went off beside her, but she paid no notice as she swiped at the third man's throat, shattering his windpipe. Only one man remained, he looked at his fallen comrades and she could sense the fear radiating off him. He let off a blast that narrowly missed her and she leapt at him, punching him first in the stomach than head butting him firmly in the noggin.
Sighing she wrapped her hand in her jacket and punched the glass out from the door, there were a couple of frightened shouts as she kicked the door open, armed to the nines. Two guns were raised in both hands, her hair had fallen slightly over her face and she had a stone cold blank look firmly set on her face.
There were three scientists in the room, high level, smart like herself but no where near as good with a weapon, she shot the first in the thigh and he fell to the ground in agony, she recognized him as the same man who has strapped her to a chair in her very first torture session at the tender age of fourteen, she felt no remorse that he would never be able to use that leg again.
Two scientists remained, one who had been continuously injecting her for the last three years and the other who worked in the back ground, mixing the toxins and such, the real brains behind the operation.
Both her guns locked on them.
"Oh no she's back… she wants to know… it's happened…"was the thoughts of the second man behind the computer, thoughts that seemed extremely vital.
She told Mal she didn't want to take any prisoners, but she was running out of time, and this man obviously knew something. She walked closer to the men, her eyes darting between them both. "You." She said firmly, motioning to the man behind the computer. "Get up."
His eyes widened, and he did what she asked almost immediately. The man beside him stood up, his face angered.
"Listen here, there's at least thirty alliance fed's coming for you experiment 266, stand down, and we will negotiate terms."
She raised an eyebrow, a skeptical look crossing her face. She had forgotten her pet name in this facility, 266, her mark and imprint. She glared at him coldly. "Negotiate this." She hissed, as she shot him in the liver. "Have fun pissing for the next three years." Her gun trained back to the other man and she holstered the other, touching a finger to the comm. In her ear. "Capt'n. I'm bringing on a prisoner; prepare the passenger dorms for solitary confinement, over."
"You're coming through loud and clear, and that an affirmative, we'll pick you up at the spot shortly. Over and out."
She shut of her comm., and started at the man. "Your coming with me." She said motioning with her gun "I want to know right now if whatever the feeling receptive toxin you injected me with is stored here?"
He frowned. "What?"
"What have you done to my feelings?" she screamed, getting slightly hysterical.
"I don't follow." He said flinching automatically.
"Why is the man I love dying!" she screamed… her eyes widened slightly at what she just said but chose to ignore it for the time being.
The man's eyes lit up slightly in understanding, than he frowned. "I…I… can help you with that…just don't… kill me." He said raising his hands.
"How?"
He hesitated before answering. "We've been tracking you, not your movements, but your bodily functions, like your heart rate, pheromones, ect."
"How's that possible?" she asked again.
"We inserted a bug into your brain, like a tracking advice" he spat out quickly. "When we saw the functions increase we released the virus, we weren't sure if it would work… but well… it has."
She smacked him on the side of his head just out of pure anger. "Can you fix it? Can you fix me?" she yelled. "Can you get the bug out?"
He paused, readjusting the glasses on his head, an internal battle raged with in him, knowing that he'd be killed if he told her, but the look in her eyes told him, he'd be killed if he didn't. "Yes, yes I can fix you."
A/n I'll update when I can!