Ireland sat in the passenger seat while Zach drove, Ireland looked at him with an unconvinced look on her face. "Are you sure you know where you're going?" she asked.
"Positive.." he said and yawned, then looked behind him, at Milor. "How you holdin' up?" he asked and Milor was tied up to the seat, muffling as duct tape was across his mouth. Zach gave a thumbs up and kept driving. "That's great." Ireland opened the car door and leaped out, landing on the road. She got to her feet and her aura went a gloomy purple.
"Go find him without me, I got something to do." she ordered and glanced at them all in the car, her body transforming into a pure black panther with crimson eyes.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Hannah yelled and the car drove off, leaving Ireland alone in the street.
"Alex.. it's all my fault... I should of stopped you.." she said while staring into the same puddle he stared at. She lowered her ears to her head. "I'm sorry.." Tears streamed down her feline face and into the puddle, making it ripple away into Alex's cat reflection. She wondered if he could hear her. The chances were low. The same black, massive helicopter from earlier was tracking them all down. Ireland turned away from the puddle and just then, everything went in slow-motion. She looked at her shoulder and breathed short breaths. She got tracked, and hit, with one single shot, and there was no reversing it.

"You know.. that I'll never talk.." Alex said, with pain. He looked up at them and a small smirk appeared on his face. "But I think you have some information for me.." he added, then yelled out in pain as they made the machines shoot more fluids into him.
"We have nothing to tell you." one of the doctors replied and smirked as Alex yelled.
"Make it stop..." Alex groaned and then focused his gaze on the window, only seeing blurry images. He saw Ireland being dragged into another room. "Why punish her..." he asked, but they closed the blinds on the windows. Alex's body glowed a red aura and he broke one of the restraints, wincing in pain as it broke off, his wrist bleeding with horrific blisters.
"Alex, you're going to do damage to yourself, stop it now!" another doctor said, holding him down by the shoulders. Alex had little movement in his non-restricted hand, so he moved it, controlling the bloodstream that flowed through the doctor's body and crushed his skull against a machine, a blood splatter striking on Alex's cheek. The other doctor vanished and he was left alone. He ripped off his other restraint, feeling like he was a lion in a small, thin cage breaking free. Blood streamed down his wrists as he broke free, the tubes and wires ripping out of his body, making him yell out in agony, falling to his knees. He was free. And how good it felt...

A doctor slapped Ireland right across the face as she was tied to a chair with thick chains. "We know you know someth-" the doctor said, and then heard the phone ring, he walked over to it and answered it.
"The test subject's gone loose!" the doctor at the other end of the phone yelled and hung-up, something bad happened.
"Hello?!" the man who was torturing Ireland shouted, seeing if the telephone would ring again. "I'll be back.." the doctor told Ireland, glaring at her and grabbed a knock-out gun, walking out and closing the door.

Alex had a demonic smirk on his face as the doctor who was on the telephone, talking to the man who was getting information out of Ireland, was put in a headlock, Alex was behind him, his fingernails turning to metal claws. "What a shame it had to come to this..." Alex murmured and his hand went through the doctor's spine and he grabbed onto his heart, clutching onto it. "I wonder what would happen if I.. accidentally.. crushed it with my hand.." He added, tightening his grip. "Let's try it." he grinned and squeezed the heart, it bursting into blood. He ripped his hand out of the corpse, it falling to the floor. He walked out of the room and down the pure white corridor.
"Help! Help me!" Ireland's calls of help alerted him and he kicked down the door, but the lights were dim and Ireland couldn't tell who he was. Alex grinned and put that to an advantage for a trick.
"Lets begin the experiment shall we?" he chuckled to himself and watched her facial expressions and her reaction.
"Leave me alone!" She screamed and shook on her chair, making her fall over on the white tile floor. Alex walked closer and more into the light, becoming visible as Ireland opened her eyes. He crouched down and began to cut the bindings, still chuckling to himself.
"I wouldn't really do that, I just haven't laughed in a while.." he explained and helped her up, and keeping her balanced, his hand on her shoulder. "Now... let's go and kick some ass." he grinned and pulled out his duel pistols, and he bit his hand, a blood whip forming out of the wound. Ireland got out her daggers and sharp blades from her hoodie pocket and nodded.
"Lets."

Zach stopped the car and looked over his shoulder at Kristen, who was getting her bow and arrow ready. "Is this the place?" Zach asked her and she nodded.
"Yes."
"A'ight, let's get him back." Zach grinned and got out of the car, everyone got their weapons ready. Milor vanished from the seat and got his nun-chucks. Storm clouds appeared over the skies and Zach conducted some electricity from the clouds, smirking. Kristen looked at the building and Abby got out of the car, chains around her arms, her eyes flaring a sort of crimson red. That was normal.. right?

Alex shot two doctors in the head, his eyes glowing an intense blue with a demonic smile to go with it. Ireland threw her daggers, piercing numerous doctor's through the heart and bleeding out. They stood back to back and they moved their hands forward, creating an aura power, deflecting the doctor's attacks, and making them fall over in pain. Alex grinned and patted Ireland on the shoulder.
"You're doing good, kiddo." he commented and walked forward, his aura calming down, so did Ireland's. Two scientists surrounded Alex and he pointed one gun to the left and one to the right. "I got this." he said and pulled the triggers at the same time, their brains splattering onto the pure white wall, covered in crimson liquids. "Heh.." Alex grinned and seeing there was no more incoming attacks; he put his duel pistols away in his pockets, but his blood-bending was available when he needed it. Always. That's why he liked this power of his.