Despite the padding in Shales cell, she could hear the sudden bang along with the yelling. Something had just happened. Suddenly sirens flew on, red lights flashing through her room. Well, this seemed like as good of a distraction as she'd get.

Pulling against the chains, she used this to lever herself by pushing of the wall with her legs. The cement holding the chains down began to crack and after a minute of straight pulling, they popped loose, sending her towards the ground.

She could still feel the pain of landing on her bruises and fresh stitches, but it wasn't enough to make her black out. She pushed herself up and tried to yank the chains off,p and managed to do so, leaving only the silver cuffs.

Shale could still hear the yelling from the other side of the door. She started pounding on the door in an attempt to try and draw attention. But as she managed to make a dent in the metal, another siren went of from j side the room.

Vents on the ceiling above her slid open and some sort of green glass began spilling in. Terror filled her eyes as she screamed louder for someone to let her out. The gas began to take up half the room at this point.

It burned at her eyes and throat as she tried to force herself to not hyperventilate, that'd only kill her faster. In a last ditch attempt, she backed of to the far wall of the room and charged. Ramming the metal door at full force.

And it worked. She crashed to the ground and gasped for clear air. As her vision cleared, she could hear people yelling in the distance. Shale forced herself up to look around.

Lights were blaring from the walls and alarms rung throughout the hall. She could vaguely hear footsteps around the corner and she forced herself up to try and run in the opposite direction.

Whatever that gas was, it was powerful. Acid still burnt her throat, eyes and any exposed skin like she was being stabbed with dozens of needles all over. She had to lean against the corner of the hallway just to keep herself from throwing up as her vision spun.

Once she glanced up, she saw the shape of someone in green and blue running towards her calling her name. Her mind had cleared enough to realize that it was Peter and Falcon. She gave a weak grin as they helped her up.

"Shale! How did you escape! Are you okay?" Peter asked excitedly.

" 'Parantly I got super strength now." She mumbled, gritting her teeth at the feeling of her raw skin being rubbed. "Where the hell is everyone? What's happenin'?"

"We came here to break you out." Falcon stated, smiling. "Looks like ya did fine on your own. But now we've gotta get Duncan outta his cell."

"Wait what?" She exclaimed.

She didn't have time for an explanation as three more guards came up behind them. Shale shoved them into one of the side doors just as they began to open fire. Scanning the area, she realized it was some sort of mess hall. Grabbing one of the tables, she pushed to against the doorway and gestured for the others to help.

"This ain't gonna hold em for long." Falcon stated. "We've gotta find the others. Anyone remember where the cells were?"

"I think so." Shale said, pointing to one of the doors. "But we've gotta get a key card from one of the guards, or else they'll gas the rooms if Duncan tries to break out."

"And how are we gonna do that?" He snapped.

As they argued, Peter looked over to the food counters. This was a ridiculous plan, yes, but also their only plan. He tugged at the sleeve of Falcons shirt. Hastily explaining his idea.

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Renneas was still shocked to silence at the sight of his brother losing his eye. Skarloey set a hand on his shoulder. "Calm down and just breath, I'll be okay."

"You'll be okay!?" He cried. "You were just shot! How are you not dead? What were you thinking?!"

He made a 'shh' motion. "Please, I had to do it or else they'd shoot both of us. We need to find Duncan and get everyone else out. We can worry about my eye later."

Renneas was still shaking, his hands tugging at his sleeves. But he nodded. Skarloey walked back to the door and pressed his ear to the side. Save for the alarms, he didn't hear anything.

"I think it's safe now, we need to be sure Rusty and Stephen are safe. They can show us where the others are." He explained. Slowly, he pushed the door open. Grabbing his brothers arm he dashed outside back towards the room.

At said room, Stephen struggled to maintain control over the camera system. When the alarms finally went off, they had realized his virus and both were locked in a digital fight for the system. Rusty had knocked out another guard who'd gotten to close and now held a revolver in his hands, standing guard outside. Brigitte had run back to them and watched over her brother from inside.

When he saw the brothers turn the corner, it took a moment for him to realize who it was. Thankfully, he didn't shoot. "Thank goodness both of you ar-" he gasped at the bloodied bandage.

"Skarloey! What happened?"She cried.

"It's fine, where are the other?"

"Stephen last saw them in Hall C." Rusty said. "Duncan is still, in the cells. Skarloey what do we do?"

"Get Stephen out of here, you need the evidence to prove what they're doing here. Hide out in the shack. We'll come find you." He ordered.

Rusty reluctantly nodded. "Alright, okay."

Stephen grit his teeth as he punched in the last few keys. "Okay, I've shut down their camera system form now so they won't know where to look. You've all got about fifteen or so minutes till they're reset. Find Duncan and Shale and get out of here."

Skarloey nodded and they both split of. "Wait!" Rusty called out, throwing the gun to them. "Take it, you'll need it more than we will."

Renneas caught it and continue to follow. Running down the red tinted hallways to the cells.

But the guards seemed to have finally gathered their wits. Four men stopped them in the hallway, each armed with shock batons. Renneas raised his gun to fire at the men, but Skarloey was already charging them.

He punched one straight in the head, followed by a crack. Two of them batted down across his torso but Skarloey bucked one into the wall and wrestled the baton out of the other. The one kicked to the wall went flying and left cracks in the concrete, leaving only two standing.

This wasn't like his brother. He wasn't normally this reckless, but he had to help him. Holstering the gun, Renneas jumped on the back of one of the guards and punched the side of his head, trying to restrain his strength. The man scrambled and grabbed him by the shoulders to thrown him onto the ground.

Skarloey only gave a quick "Look out!" Before throwing the last guard towards both of them, sending all three towards the ground. Both guards were knocked out and he pulled his brother up from the mess.

"Don't do that again Skarloey!" He scolded. "Please, we need to think about our actions. Our priority should be getting the others out."

He blinked hard, as if struggling to remember. "Right, right. Where were we going?"

"Hall C, we're getting close, we need to hurry." Renneas urged. This wasn't good, but he'd have to deal with it later. If they all got out of this alive.

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Once everything was set, Peter and Falcon hid behind the upturn tables and motioned for Shale to pull out the door. She nodded and kicked it out of the way. Immediately, six guards stormed in.

Immediately after, they were all barraged with various foods from behind the tables. Courtesy of Peter and Falcon. It splattered over their helmets, obscuring their vision long enough for the trio to charge from behind cover and body slam them to the ground.

Shale kicked away the gun of the one she'd tackled and wrestled to stay on top while searching for a key. She found it around his neck and ripped the cord of before elbowing him in the head.

"I've got it!" She yelled. "Let's get outta here!"

Peter and Falcon had been fighting two men each, only one of them had a gun while the rest had more shock batons and clubs. Shale glanced back to a leftover tray and yelled 'heads down!' before flinging it towards the, like a frisbee.

It managed to knock down one, leaving a large dent in the pan. She got into an arm lock with the third while Peter and Falcon ran around trying to distract both while the other jumped on their backs and beat their skulls in.

One grabbed Peter of their back and slammed him to the ground. Falcon cried out and ran over to him, kneeing the man in the gut. But while his back was turned, the last guard cracked his club over his back.

He collapsed onto Peter who hastily tried to shuffled away as the guard looked over. Shale managed to disoriented her guard by headbuting him and quickly jabing him in the stomach and kicking him away.

She grabbed the leftover tray and smacked the back of his head hard. He dropped like a sack of bricks and Peter pulled his friend up from under him.

"Damn." Shale hissed. "None of them have a key."

"So what do we do now?" Peter asked anxiously.

"Run in, break em out and hope we don't pass out I guess."

"Because that's a brilliant plan if I ever heard one." Falcon snapped. "But she's got a point, guess we'll just have to be quick about it."

She nodded. "Okay, so let's keep movin'."

They peeked out the doorway before continuing down the hall. As they they turned the next corner, Shale heard more footsteps and pushed them both back against the wall. She counted down to three before they all charged around the corner to tackle the guards to the ground.

Expect this time they weren't guards. It was Skarloey and Renneas who promptly cried out in shock as they were all sent hurdling towards the ground. "Ahh what the - Peter? Falcon!"

"Me too." Shale added, groaning as she pushed herself up. She could feel the stitches on her legs loosening and something leek down her leg. It was uncomfortable, but thankfully she could still run. Offhandedly, she remembered Skarloey still had the glass knife in his pocket.

That's when they all noticed their leaders eye. Renneas grit his teeth for a moment. "We'll explain once we're all out, Shale, do you remember which room they took you to?"

"No, I was knocked out by the time they dragged me in." She explained. "But it's bound to be obvious which it is. Start knockin' on doors and see if Duncan's in there but don't break in yourself. They gas the rooms when someone tries to break out."

Renneas dragged a hand through his hair. "Alright, everyone start looking. Peter, Falcon, watch the halls and yell if someone's coming."

The brothers and Shale split of to search. But from inside the cells, Duncan had lost his patience. Gripping the bars of the cage, he bent them apart wide enough for him to step through and glanced to the door. Then down to the cages.

"Hey, kid." He called out. The little girl had been sleeping but perked up once he called out to her. "Stand back, I'm gonna get you outta here." He set his foot on the corner of the cage, grabbed the bars and pulled up. Though with more force than necisary.

He ended up pulling out the bars clean from the cage and stumbled back. Duncan huffed and stood, looking to the rest of the cages. "Oy! Up at em you lot! We"re gettin' outta here!"

No reply came from the huddled gray masses. The little girl had stepped out of her cage hesitantly. He frowned at the lack of any reaction and bent down to another cage. The same one with the humanized engine with long black hair. On a closer look, he could see small streaks of light blonde.

"Didn't ya hear me? I said were gettin you outta here." He repeated.

Once again no response. "Alright that's it." He took the same stance and pulled the bars apart, leaving the entrance wide open. He continued with the several other cages in the room. "Move it ya lazy cu- cups! We're leavin'!"

Despite the lack of reaction or show that they'd follow, he stepped back to the far end of the wall and got ready to charge. Letting out a battle cry, he rammed the door elbow first. The crash echoed through the room as the door fell.

But once it hit the ground, there was a creak and loud hiss as green glass began to flood the room. He looked up in confusion until he felt his eyes begin to water. There was a vent leaking gas right above him and the little girl cried out in pain.

"Shit. Shit!" He cussed and began banging on the door. "Oy! Help, get me outa here! Get us out! Help us! Help us!"

Outside, Renneas heard the pounding of metal. "Duncan? Oh god Duncan! Everyone, he's in here!"

They all rushed to his side, panicking at the sight of gas already leaking in. "Shit! Duncan! Can you hear us? We're gonna get you out!" Falcon called out.

"If you can hear us, we're gonna break down the door!" Shale yelled. "Everyone stand back and two of you ram the door, grab him and run!"

They all nodded and Peter and Falcon stepped up to charge the door, they ended up partially stumbling into the room and covering their faces with their sleeves as they pulled Duncan out of the room as gas began to leak into th hallway.

"The gi-" Duncan coughed hard as he forced himself to speak. "Girl in there - Diana. A-and-" Before he could finish, he broke into another fit.

Renneas was the first to recall her. Brigitte's daughter. He swallowed before charging back inside to the room, the gas made his eyes water and his head light. But he managed to make out the form of a little human lying face first on the ground.

He hoisted her up in a bridal position and rushed out. "I've got her! Go! Go!"

They all ran towards the fire escape, yelling could be heard from the guards as they broke out in a sprint across the open area. There had been at least half a dozen guards patrolling the perimeter and three of them were running at them.

"Get out of here!" Skarloey yelled, running at the guards.

"Skarloey!" Renneas called to his brother. The three had surrounded his brother, each armed with bats.

Panicking, Shale let out a battle cry and tried to charge one guard. But he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her to the ground. She fought to stay awake as she heard more yelling in the background. The man straddled her hips and the hand around her throat tightened and she clawed at his hands and tried to buck him of.

Her vision began to fade but the weight on top of her was suddenly thrown off and someone yells in her ear to keep running. Recalling where she was, she followed as the group crashed through the underbrush. Shale gasped as she tried to catch her breath as branches and rocks cut her feet.

Her head, legs and skin all burnt and screamed, but the hand dragging her didn't stop and neither did she. It felt like hours passed as they ran and when they finally stopped, Shale felt like passing out. Even the engines were out of breath. But they had enough strength to cram into the shack where Rusty, Stephen and Edward were waiting.

Rusty gasped once he took in the state of his friends. "Bust my buffers. What happened? Are you all alright?"

Edward had run up for a hug until he realized the shape they were all in. He lead Shale down to the bench and laid her down. He looked both relived and terrified when he took in her bruises, open stitches and red dashed skin.

The rag Skarloey used as a bandaid was soaked black and dripping. Renneas had dark bruises and cuts across his face and he clutched his right arm as it hung limp. Peter, Falcons and Duncan's skin looked irritated and slightly burnt - though the latter got the worst of it - and Duncan's breath came in shallow gasps.

Rusty explained to them all that Briggite had run into town to call the police. She'd be back in about ten more minutes, they needed to hold out until then.

"God, you all look worse for wear." Stephen commented. "But at least your all in one piece."

Shale managed a weak thumbs up and let her head fall to the side. The rest of the boys had sat down in a loose circle. Each exhausted and damaged. Then she squinted at Skarloeys hands.

There were red stains around them and whiped in his pants.

"The knife." She croaked out. They all looked to her then to Skarloey who had his head cast down as he tried to hide to blood on his hands.

"I-I had to. He would've - would've killed you. I had to, I had to" He stuttered.


Incase anyone her hasn't figure out why Skarloey is so much more reckless, it's cause if where he was shot. The frontal lobe controls a lot of functions but some of them being his fear response and some social regulations. Causing a lack of restraint and impulsive behaviour.

Oh and probably a large chunk of memory. That's gone too.