"I had... no idea you knew how to fly a jet," James breathed as he surveyed the way Rori handled things with supposed ease. Not that he really could make heads or tails of any of it. He had just only gotten his drivers license for pete's sake.

"One summer in Malibu my Dad decided to fix up and old quin jet. He scraped all the old parts, the outdated ones, ya know, from like 2015, forever ago- anyways, he let me help him put it back together," James looked pretty impressed, but Rori, being a self-conscious girl like anyone else redirects it. "I really just screwed in a few nuts and bolts. I never designed anything, I'm really not too creative. My Dad and my brother got all the brains."

"Dude.. you're flying a quin jet, you can't say that being a freaking pilot at 14 is not some sort of intellectual skill," James comments excitedly and of course optimistically. Rori can't help but grin.

"Or just a little weird," she says with a impartial shrug. James just shakes his head. It would be so cool to know how to fly, that was well beyond his mental and psychical capabilities. Anything beyond AP lit or Trigonometry was over his head and enhanced strength had nothing on throwing fire balls. James vaguely wondered what had happened to Rori to make her so repressive to her achievements. His trains of thought was derailed when her heard people from behind him whispering. He tried not to listen, but that was surprisingly hard when enhanced hearing was thrown into the mix.

"Not that I'm unhappy that you're here, but.."

"Why am I here?" Luna fills in for Adeline. Adeline sighs and hangs her head down. It was late. Rori and James were up front and Canary, JP and Alice were all getting some rest. Luna and Adeline had sequestered themselves to the back of the quin jet, sitting on padded benches along the walls. "It is a tremendously long story."

"Maybe you could give me the quick version then." Luna laughs silently and shakes her head in astonishment.

"You really still don't trust me? After all I did."

"No, no, no, it's not, well.. It's complicated," Adeline stammers helplessly. She doesn't say anything else and she didn't need to. Luna caught her expression well enough.

"Ah.. This is about V, isn't it?" Adeline's breath catches in her throat. She remembers it. All too well. "Look, he won't be coming around you again."

"But what if next time he doesn't come for me. What if it's-..." Adeline can't even finish. The horror that plagues her mind with even the thought of anyone taking her brother away from her was a complete travesty. She couldn't even hypothetically handle it. It was the only family she had left... well, she supposed that was exactly true anymore with recent developments come to light.

"He's not," Luna states firmly.

"How can you be sure of that? Won't he just follow you like last time and-"

"No," Luna says, looking past Adeline with a strange empty gaze in her eyes "as soon as I had figured out what he'd done, I was gone, just like that." Adeline just stared at the blonde girl, for a moment, who did not look back. Adeline suddenly decided to train her eyes downwards once more and nod dully.

"That's good... that you got out I mean."

"Hey," Luna snaps, but there's no real venom backing the words "he's not the bad guy. Really he isn't. He's just... lost, like anyone else in this bat shit, crazy ass world."

"But it's still home, bat shit crazy or not." Luna smirks, but then it quickly falters for reasons unknown to Adeline.

"Yeah."

Syth watched as operations continued to flourish around him. Stone chrysalis' were being constructed below him, from where he stood on the overpass. Things were going exactly as he had planned them to, yet he frowned upon looking at it all. "Isn't it marvelous?" Asks a suave, silky female voice from behind Syth. Her scarlet heels chink against the metal plates over the high-up overpass, her curly scarlet hair bounces over her shoulders in suit. She stops right behind him and wraps her impossibly pale arms around him in a lusting way. Syth looks on for a moment more before turning away and shrugging the woman's arms off of him.

"Less than satisfactory," he declares. The woman with blood red eyes and snow white skin frowns and walks over to the other side of the overpass and leans on the railing next to Syth.

"Well, perhaps we can find a way to fix that," she says with a lustful smirk. Her hands move closer to Syth's chest and he hastily slaps them away as soon as they get close to him. The woman's frown deepens. "Isn't this what you wanted?" She says a little peeved, but one look from the other man, with the entirety of his eyes jet black made the girl shut up immediately.

"People are so afraid of monsters, but it is so, so much worse to know you'll become one."

"These people knew what they were signing up for," the girl whispers in the mans ear, she's hovering over his hunched form.

"We're perverting our own kind. We were made to be monsters, but we aren't. It's like we're turning back the clock and changing what should be left alone," Syth says with little to no emotion. The woman rolls her eyes. Him and his Inhuman Pride thing. She was convinced that the Trifecta stole it from the mutant groups.

"It's just jitters," she soothes, still with the same aura of lust that she seemed to always carry around with her "soon none of us will be monsters," she says as she pressed the front of her chest to his back and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, tugging at his black jacket "soon everyone will be us. So if we are to be monsters forever, so will they."

"We really can't miss a beat on this one guys," Canary states with more than a hint of anxiety in her tone "if we get caught, if we get hurt, if we fail, if we're even late Matthew and Adam will pay. Badly."

"No pressure..." Rori mutters nervously and sarcastically. She knew the stakes. They all did, but none of them really wanted to admit it to themselves. Without whatever super drug they were getting or whatever it was, Matthew would die and Adam would be incriminated for the whole ordeal. It was all very bad news and it was 100% up to them.

"Everyone is clear on the plan, right?" James asks, just to clarify of course. It was a pretty intensive and elaborate plan to go on. Every nodded or gave anxious murmurs of agreement. They were to split up in pairs of two. Luna had helpfully suggested a strategic approach on that whereas they all divide in terms of compensation for each others skills or abilities. So therefore Alice was with Adeline, albeit with great reluctance. JP was with Rori and James and finally Canary was with Luna. It all seemed to work out well enough. Theoretically.

Alice & Adeline

"This place is probably centuries old," Adeline murmurs as he and Alice climb yet another stone staircase.

"According to my mother," Alice says blatantly. She didn't usually talk about her mother and all with good reason. The place they were currently at, Sokovia apparently, was home to legendary base. Albeit, a bad one, one that once housed Hydra and Strucker, a Leviathan and- Alice shivered at the thought- Ultron. Even the generation after, the ones who didn't see the destruction personally, still feared the name. "Let's just keep moving. The sooner we take out the alarms, the sooner James, Rori and JP can move in."

"As well as Luna and Canary," Adeline adds quietly, knowing that they are the ones who were going to essentially steal the H-364.

"What is it with you and Luna?" Alice asks and there's something about the almost.. patronizing tone Alice uses. Maybe it's the accent, Adeline really didn't know, but it was still annoying.

"It's... complicated," Adeline says and really hopes that it would just stay like that, but of course it doesn't.

"Complicated?" Alice questions incredulously "what about you is actually complicated?" Adeline toys with the fabric of her suit and psychically looks uncomfortable.

"More than you know," Adeline breathes out heavily. Alice obviously catches Adeline's discomfort and for once in her life decides to leave it. Family was always an interesting situation with her and nothing she would want anyone to press with her. So she cut her some slack this one time.

"We need to get out plan together," Alice says instead. There was no doubt going to be someone stationed around the alarms and they couldn't risk it going off. That would ruin all operations before they even started, sealing Matthew and Adam's fate. They couldn't have that.

"Probably.. maybe we can, I don't know, lure whoever is there away from the alarm controls...?" Adeline says unsurely. Alice simply nods as she and Adeline start down a long open hallway. Not a good place to be when you're sneaking around. Anyone could walk in and there's no where to hide, although the plus side being that all of the camera's and wiring seem fried. Alice noted that almost immediately and counted it as a plus. She really didn't feel like she had time to teach someone like Adeline the subtle ways of covert operations, or even how to simply dodge surveillance.

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Alice states "but it has to be something subtle enough so they won't get paranoid and set of the alarms right away, but simultaneously has to be enough to grab their attention." Adeline frowned. She supposed that meant the use of her powers were out- She froze, or were they.

"I have an idea," she says almost excitedly. Alice raises and eyebrow at her emotional outburst. At least in her mind.

"Not really the time, cupcake, but let's see what you got," the ginger says as she can tell from the schematics Rori and mainly JP were able to steal for the base. Most of the place was heavily busted up from when the Original Avengers came through here in 2015 in the search for HYDRA, so only 1/4 of the building was really being used, plus the sub level, which was really more of a huge open warehouse type space.

Alice, being able to sense people right around the corner of the hallway, stopped Adeline right before she walked around unknowingly into a lot of trouble. Alice holds her hand out to Adeline as a subtle motion meaning wait a second. Alice strains her ears to pick up anything. She can tell there's a door near to where the two men in the next hall are talking and goofing off. She can hear old rusty metal hinges screaming under the pressure of newly installed iron doors. There's footsteps inside, faint, but there. One person, probably female, light on her feet. A second person can be hear inside the room. Shuffling feet, heavy boots scuff against the floor. It's a significantly louder tap down on the concrete floor. Male, shoe size between 7 and a half and 10, making height roughly between 6'0 and 6'5. Considering both Alice and Adeline are below 5'6, this should be interesting.

Adeline shakes Alice nervously. Alice snaps out of her near trance-like state. She hadn't been like that for too long or so she thought. "You okay?" Adeline mouths to the other. Alice nods and holds her hand out and cocks her head to the side, gesturing for Adeline to go ahead with her plan. Adeline holds out her hands almost mythotically and silver wisps generate from her pale fingers. It's almost hypnotic. As wisps continue to generate in her hands, wisps generate around the heads of one of the guys in the second hallway. Soon the wisps constrict and the guys arms and legs begin to mirror the movement of Adeline's fingers. Alice can't help but stare. The guy who is under Adeline's apparent control suddenly attacks his friends. Adeline's stomach twists in a horrible knot. It was vile, beyond that, she knew, but Matthew's life was at stake and she owned him more than her life already.

Suddenly the heavy iron doors to the surveillance room sly open and two people emerge; like Alice had predicted. They began to pull the two boys apart, meanwhile, it provided the perfect opportunity for Alice to get to work and needless to say, most of them were either hit into a wall, or landed on the somehow super soldiers fist. Neither of those options were preferable. Clearly. "Come on," Adeline says, walking passed the corner "let's hurry up and shut the system down." Alice looked back at Adeline coldly. She shook her head and started into the control room, not yet taking her harsh glare off of the other girl.

"Don't you dare tell me what to do you damned puppet master."

James, Rori & JP

"As far as I can tell, the main ventilation shaft runs directly through the building in one strait line, we place charges in those, those whole place will be full of smoke in less than five minutes," Rori states, holding the schematics 3D model on her phone.

"So as soon as this stuff goes off," JP "everyone goes night-night." He smirks as he toys with a small, hand-grenade like device. James instantly snatches it away from him.

"No. As soon as this stuff goes off we all have 5 minutes to get out of the building or we all are out cold with all of these guys waking up around us." JP pauses, staring blankly at James.

"Grreeaaattt," he mutters sarcastically "this shouldn't be hard at all."

"It'll be fine," Rori says, trying to be encouraging "it'll be just like tactical training at school."

"Except possibly with real guns.. and knives.. and fists.. and you and I both failed tactical training, Rori," JP comments pessimistically. It was out of character for him. Really out of character, but the odd were tipped way out of their favor here.

"Yeah, well James didn't.. somehow," Rori says. She slips her phone into a pocket on her amazing fireproof suit. Rori was so sick of burning off her clothing and ending up naked. "I'm packing all the firepower we need and, JP, you are a mega wildcard. That all helps. A lot."

"Okay," James says, clasping his glove-covered hands together "let's get started." All three kids head into the back way of the compound together.

They had set up way-points previously and had given them each a single number and letter code to triangulate in case any of them got lost. They were all to set charges in the place; smoke everyone. If what Luna said was true and there were Inhuman like people out after S.H.I.E.L.D it would be a blood bath and everyone could agree immediately that they wanted to avoid that at all costs. After- If they succeeded they could call in S.H.I.E.L.D to clean this place out. No artillery, no protection, no transportation, no war. Simple. Perfect equation. And hopefully clear Adam's name in the process.

JP was covering the second level, which was partly broken open and very small. It was very unlikely that he'd see any action up there. James had the main floor, but with his amazing super soldier skills, no felt he'd have many problems either. Besides Canary, it was clear that James was the most impressive protégé out of all of them. Lastly Rori had the sub levels, which she was currently at now. One leap down and elevator shaft got her exactly to where she needed to go.

It was dark down there. Real dark. Rori was able to illuminate her extremis filled veins, a weird trait from her mysterious powers, it allowed her to see at least a little ways in front of her. Rori stuck the charge to the wall and set it to remote activation. It would be hell if any of these things went off by timer accidentally. Rori backed up, pleased with her work. She turned around and clumsily tripped over something, falling flat on her chest. "Ow," mutters the disgruntled girl. She gets up and brushes her jet black suit off. Rori's eyes catch the sight of what tripped her and she was brushing off her pants. Her thin light colored brows furrow. She crouches down to examine it out of sheer curiosity to what is actually going on down here. It was a stone, well, not an actual stone like you'd think. It was shaped almost like a human hand, but hollow and not quite so. After all, Rori didn't know any person who had long distinctive claws drawn off of their finger tips. Rori gently sets the stone hand and forearm back down on the floor. She notice then that there's a leg, also with claws. With Rori's estimated guesses, the stone shapes got weirder and weirder. Claws? Elongated head shape? A tail? Wings? Rori stepped forward to examine the hollow stone parts that look like they could have been wings once. On her way over she steps in something sticky and squishy. Rori grimaces and looks down at her boots. One shoe had clear goo all over it. It looked all disgusting and mucusy. Rori gagged as some somehow dripped on her shoulder- On her shoulder? Rori hesitated greatly to look upwards.

JP and James both heard a shrill scream from below them.

Canary & Luna

"You still haven't told me anything about Inhumans," Canary states wearily. Luna rolls her eyes.

"What is it you exactly want to know? They're alien, generally assholes and dangerous."

"But that's what you are," Canary says and Luna shrugs "isn't it?" Luna stops from where she and Canary were trying to find a way to scale an elevator shaft since the stairs were crowded with hostiles at the moment. They weren't like Rori who could just jump down a four story drop strait down and suffer no injury.

"I guess... It is a long story. Maybe another time."

"But when will that be?" Canary shoots back immediately. Luna practically throws her hands up in frustration and exasperation.

"You all still don't trust me? Still?"

"Adeline seems to, but she won't breathe a word." Canary finally gets the idea to climb down the old elevator cable using S.H.I.E.L.D magnetic tech. They slip on like brass knuckles, but of the opposite way. Canary gives Luna a pair.

"Honestly," Luna says, shaking he head "what do I need to do to get you people to loosen your choke hold a little."

"You could start with the truth," Canary suggests. She slips on the devices and looks for the best place to jump from and grab onto the cable. Luna shakes her head again.

"I saved Matthew and Alice's life, does that not count for anything?"

"Oh, it does," Canary reprimands, hands out "it definitely does. You saved my friends and we are all grateful for that, but even as amazing as the story is, there's holes in it. A lot of holes." Canary looks Luna dead in the eyes. "You need to start with the truth or the rest of it just doesn't work." Before Luna can say anything Canary kicks off the edge where the floor ends into the large square opening of the elevator shaft and grabs onto the cable. Luna knew she had to follow in suit or else they would never find the H-364.

Canary was mostly weary about Luna because she couldn't pin a motive on her. She did what she needed to for Matthew, Alice and Adeline to send them on their way. She was fine and things were back to normal in her life, but she had left all that and now she was here in a death trap. Something wasn't right and Canary was praying that is wasn't the latter. They both made it down safely and immediately dove out of sight when the saw people.

"Like you holding back the truth about your hybrid buddy?" Luna challenges as soon as the two people walking pass them. Canary whips her head 'round and looks helplessly at Luna, fumbling over any formation of words. Luna holds out her hand. "Don't worry, I didn't plan on telling anybody. I know what.. being a hybrid means to people these days." Canary gives Luna a questioning, skeptical look. Luna scoffs, completely offended by this girl now. "Look, he's a bit on the annoying side, kind of a dummy, but that doesn't mean I want him dead."

"You still haven't exactly explains why you want him alive,"Canary shoots back. She checks the magazine in her gun, making sure the clip is full and loaded. She doesn't want to have to use it, but if it comes down to her, her friends and the other guy; Canary promised herself that she will choose to sacrifice the other guy.

"I don't want anyone to die from this shit situation. Vision and Adeline made this mess, I have a part to play in cleaning it up," Luna says. She has a hand on her special crafted adamantium rod. It's tucked up in the waistline of her leather pants. While Canary and all of the others have high tech suits, Luna has a hooded jacket and a small black mask. Didn't matter, although Luna would admit having some form of body armor would solve a lot of her problems.

"How is that your job?" Canary asks very quietly as she looks over the edge of the wall then swiftly moves to the next cover, gun in hand. This was the only place with a cooling system and good piping left in the entire building according to the map Rori had 3D analyzed. If a lab were to be anywhere in this dump, it'd be here.

"Adeline... is actually my cousin."

Canary and Luna finally make their way to the suspected location and sure enough things were set up, albeit not at all like the way they would have imagined. Viles and beakers of blood were all over, that much they guessed. What they weren't banking on however was that there would be huge stone catalysts in the center of the lab, illuminating green.

"Oh shit..." Canary breathes. An appropriate response for the situation. Even Luna is in a horrific state of awe. "I-I thought people were turned to stone... I don't know what kind of shape that is."

"Me either," admits Luna and their inhuman team member saying that is not comforting to hear. The two girls crouch behind two large hydrogen canisters. Said canisters being the size of a general hot water tank. One of the chrysalis' starts to crack open. Small bits of rock fall of and then nothing. Some of the people, who Canary assumes are scientists, walk closer to exterminate it further. All of the sudden, breaking the nerve racking silence, a horrifying harpy-like creature explodes from it's confines. Hissing and displaying it's new set of fangs by ripping into the throats of one of the scientists. Canary covers her mouth, feeling her stomach twist so much it's painful. Luna jolts back and makes some noise. Not too much, but enough. The creatures hisses lowly and it's almost like a cross between a trill and a hiss. "Oh god," Luna mutters, knowing it heard her. A few moments pass and there's nothing. Little did the two girls know that the creature was just taking those painstaking moments to wind up. The creature lunges at Luna and she's just barely able to hold it back with her rod. It hisses and slime drips out of it's mouth onto Luna. It ferociously tries to claw at her and bite her. Canary whips out both of her guns and starts to shoot at it. Corrosive black blood oozes out of the creatures back with every shot. It screams a blood curdling scream and tests the span of it's black, bat-like leathery wings. It soars upwards and hovers. It makes a quick nose dive downwards and hits Canary back into a wall, causing her to drop one of her pistols. Luna throws her rod at the thing and it pierces of of the bones in it's arm. The creatures howls in anguish. Canary takes this blissful moment of distraction to use the last pistol she has to fire at the creatures wings, disabling it's flying abilities. The bullets rip through the thin wing, piercing perfectly circular holes in each spot. However, Canary is still mainly cornered and the creature thrashes around in pain and retaliation. With it's sharp claws in rips a long, jagged cut down the left side of Canary's shoulder blade, down her arm. She screams in agony. Luna runs as fast as she can and jumps as high as she's able. She uses a part of the catalyst the creature emerged from no less as a knife to shove through the things throat from the back strait through. The creature coughs and chokes on it's own blood before falling dead. Luna jumps of the creature, as it is still figiting although it's dead. Canary is holding her arm and her expression is twisted in agonizing pain.

"You're bleeding. A lot," Luna stresses. She takes off her jacket, covers Canary's long wound and presses as hard as she can, but there's still too much torn flesh to cover and compress alone.

"We-we can't just gas the place," Canary says, her voice stuttering in pain "if these things get out.. it will be a huge problem. "

"How many do they have?" James asks over coms. He doesn't seemed shocked by their conversation, so clearly he JP and Rori had run into a similar problem somewhere down the line. Canary looks over Luna's shoulder, down under the overpass at all of the hundreds maybe thousands of stone catalysts and even worse a timer set on one of the thin glass screens, counting down. 40:00 minutes... 39:59, 39:58, 39:57. Decreasing duration.

"Enough for an army," she breathes in astonishment and fear "we have to blow the place-"

"No!" Rori shouts over he com "No! If we blow it all up then we have nothing to prove to S.H.I.E.L.D! Adam might still be implicated for Agent Calderon's death!"

"But if we don't blow it up thousands of people might die," Canary. Adds. She hates it. She HATES this. "Sokovia has no mainstream defenses. They don't stand a chance."

"She's right," Luna adds.

"So, you're saying we're forced to choose Adam... or.." James trails off.

"Or what he'd want us to do," Canary voices lowly.

Alice & Adeline

"Two people or two thousand.. there's no comparison," Alice says over her come, though it's said painfully. She knew that of all people Adam didn't deserve the conviction for this, but these monsters were hatching from the stone catalysts at a faster and faster rate and the clock was ticking down. There was no way to stop time, but they could stop these creatures.

Alice and Adeline had been charged with finding a way to prove Adam's innocence, but so far no evidence could be found. Alice kicked herself mentally. What is they'd actually think they'd find in this place anyways? Like some complete clarifying evidence of a nearly impossible fact to prove would just be laying out for everyone to see! Alice felt a near hatred. They were basing this whole half of the rescue mission on faith. Even if they did get some sort of evidence that Adam hadn't killed Calderon, he still stole one of the highest secure 084's in S.H.I.E.L.D history, then lost it to an occult group of half-aliens who were using it for god knows what!

"We can get some of the H-364," Luna explains over her com link. All of the scientists around them had been killed by the creature. It was a confirmed suspicion that they were using the H-364 to create monsters, Luna had solved that for herself. Not all inhumans were psychically changed like that and hardly any of them were at all anymore, they were creating the monsters from the inhuman genetic marker and this chemical compound or blood, or whatever it was. Luna couldn't help but ask herself this; the others thought this blood would save Matthew, but the inhumans were using it to build weapons off mass destruction. If this was the true case, then what was Matthew to become?

"And get rid of the rest?" James asks, remembering what Canary had claimed, that they had replicated the compound. Luna, where she was, looked around at the huge canisters of nitrogen.

"Shouldn't be a problem," she informs. Adeline is just listening on. Adam had saved all of them and hey were just giving up on saving him, but at the same time she was all for it to protect her home town. She had never felt so torn in her life before. If it were up to Adam and he were here he'd blow the place, without a thought, but then why was this still so hard?

"We have to reset all of the charges to explosive," Rori adds "and quick. If I've been counting right, we're down to a half an hour at most."

"And if any of those things spring out prematurely again, it will be even more of a setback," Alice adds. Every sets off to do their jobs. Luna is getting a injured Canary out, Rori, JP and James go to reset the charges and Alice and Adeline, well, they've both opted to spend as much time as they have to keep searching for something. Anything.

Canary & Luna

"You trust me yet?" Luna asked as she was helping Canary down a hall. It was clear that Canary being in the state that she was in was not going to be able to climb an elevator cable. Luna would have been surprised if the girl could still feel her fingers at this point, let alone climb four floors up.

"As of right now you are making great strides," Canary says and she grunts the last word out harshly as Luna stops suddenly. The good inhuman had spotted a charge still set improperly. "I thought Rori was suppose to take care of these?" Luna says nervously.

"So did I," adds Canary with just as much anxiousness in her voice. Luna looks around at all angles before gently lowering Canary down and against a wall.

"I'm going to be right back, just keep pressure on those bad parts in the gashes."

"Planned on it," Canary rasps bitterly as Luna runs off at top speed and so Canary just sat there. She started to feel a bit dizzy and tired, but that was probably to be expected due to blood loss. Despite the also added queasiness and heavy eyes, Canary willed herself not to pass out. Her eyes fluttered marginally however, though once when she opened them once a person was in her view at the end of the hall. It looked like a silhouette, completely dark and when the shadowy figure loomed closer there wasn't much change. Canary gripped the H-364 vial in her pocket tightly. Sure she might have been drawing suspicion to it, but in this frame of mind she was currently in, all she saw was that this was Matthew's only chance at survival. He looked at Canary, who had somehow gotten to her feet, but she was still unsteady. He grinned, but it was cold and dark like his entire exterior. His pale white, so light he could give Adeline a run for her money. His eyes were blue, but also so light them were almost white. Almost transparent, but there was a cold, piercing emptiness inside them. Beyond that there was nothing.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He asks, eyeing the S.H.I.E.L.D insignia on her suit and the bloody cuts that would no doubt become scars on her arm. Canary subtly slips a knife out from the side pants pockets of her suit. She swing her arm round, knife held sideways and she comes this close to slitting his throat. She normally would never attack someone with a move so fatal, but everything about this man screamed danger. He moves back just in time with ease. Canary continues to assault him, but with no avail, he knocks the tactical knife out of her hands and it clatters against the floor and falls away. He takes a tight grip of her forearms so that she cannot move them and for Canary to move even one of her feet out from under her would certainly mean she would collapse onto the floor. "Tsk, tsk. You're fighting against death, girl," he says and his voice is low and it's a strange sort of hiss, like a serpent- Deadly- but also enticing and terrifying. Canary slams her head forwards to hit him and she greatly succeeds as his nose starts to bleed and he stumbles back, but unfortunately, so does Canary and she looses her footing with the imbalance from blood loss. Blood loss rate which is only increasing due to her fighting. "And yet you continue to fight."

"To the end," Canary forces a smirk up again as a confident facade "if you're actually it, which I highly doubt."

"You're treating the matter of your death with humor?" He says, eyebrows rising slightly.

"You're not going to kill me, if you were going to you would have and if you're just playing with me, like a cat to a goddamn mouse then that's your mistake, because you will lose to me," Canary says with as much false confidence that she can.

"So fiery, such a fighter," he muses. His eye flicker black and he casually stuffs his hands into the pockets of his jacket. He looks over the deep jagged cuts on all along her arm. "Clearly it isn't your intention to die my a monster."

"I would have gone for ass-hat, but your version works too," she says with a hint of arrogance. She was falsifying being cocky. Anything she could do to by herself so more time, even if that meant keeping this bastard amused. He laughs, but there's no warmth in it. It's as cold as the rest of him.

"All you humans are the same," he muses darkly. His eyes turn fully black for a second as he comes closer. Too close. That it until he catches side of the H-364 vial sticking part way out of Canary's pocket. "And yet you'd risk everything for something as horrific as I."

"You're a monster because you're a killer. And you're sick and sadistic and hold no regard for human life. Having abilities isn't what makes you a monster," Canary spits "I'd rather be anything else than what you are." The man looks amused and deep in thought, though his optical attention does not waver over the younger girl. Just then fuzz and noise emits from Canary's com link. It had fallen out of her ear when she'd tumbled over.

"We've got five minutes guys. If we wait any longer shit starts happening. I repeat, five minutes and this place'll be roasted," JP says loudly over the com. So loud that both Canary and the man can hear it. He raises his eyebrows, surprised, but not angry or upset or...anything really. He's just blank. Barely even astonished.

"Well, it seems our efforts have failed," he says blandly "don't worry, we'll be back." It was voiced and sounded far too monotone and plain, but it was in fact a threat. Hands still stuffed in his pockets he begins to walk away. Out of sight and back into the shadows. Canary's world spins dangerously again. She decides it's time to find Luna and fast and get the hell out of here. She had been allowed to live this time and she didn't want to push her luck any further.

Back at S.H.I.E.L.D HQ in NYC

All of the kids were invaded by S.H.I.E.L.D agents as soon as they made it back to the compound. All apprehended as it were. They all fought at the front entrance. They didn't have time for this. They had been flying all day and received news that that night Matthew had gone completely critical, loosing almost all neurological functions and flat lining once. He was at standing on the edge deaths doorstep and was being invited in.

One of the agents grabbed the H-364 vial out of Canary's pocket. He brought it to eye-level and looked at it. He tapped the radio on the side of his uniform, informing, most likely agent Hill, that he found the chemical. This is it. It's all over if this big burly man takes the H-364 away from them now. James feels a rush of courage surge through him. He shakes off the current agent holding him and punches the man with the H-364 in the jaw as hard as he can and because he is a super soldier, that was pretty damn hard. He falls flat on his back, his padded jacket cushioning the glass vial with the chemical. Everyone else caught on then and all starting fighting back, damning the consequences and do whatever they had to protect their own. Alice scooped up the vial with the H-364 in it and ran like hell. A big man got in front of Alice, but Luna, the unexpected member of the party, hit him down.

"Run, Alice!" Cried Canary. The ginger didn't need to be told twice. She ran as fast as she possibly could to the medical building. She tears through the minimal security there, meaning that Adam was no longer present, which meant Alice was on her own. She ran into the room she knew was Matthew's and moved the big couch vertically up in front of the door. The girl didn't even know she could move something that heavy. Maybe it was just adrenaline.

Alice turned around and her lips parted, her eyes widened. He looked so... so... dead. So motionless. Was she too late? Alice slowly loomed closer. The agents who were guarding the medical building began furiously pounding the door, vigorously trying to get it open. Alice, however did not change he pace. She was too stunned. Alice loads the H-364 into a syringe carefully. Slowly. She hols it out. Just the the guards incessant pounding has caused the couch to tip over back horizontally and enabled them to open the door just a crack, but it wouldn't be like that for long. "Thank you," Alice breathes, even though she's fairly certain Matthew can't hear her at all " for saving my life. I'm trying to make this right..." The guards charge in, but it's too late. Alice has already plunged the needle deep into his arm.

To be continued in Dangerous Games Season 2

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