Chapter Eleven:
(A/n: Ok, just incase you were confused in the last chapter here's a message for you…everything will be explained! I would've given more detail about my crazy femme doc, but to be honest I don't know that much about her yet, except that she's from Europe and she's not the sharpest pencil in the box if you catch my drift.
Chapters should be coming out quickly now. My math teacher has left for surgery and we've got a sub who's supposed to be a language arts teacher, which means she won't be teaching us stuff and I'll get an hour a day to write in school. Yay! And of course the fact that I sit next to a guy named Remy is very encouraging. Anyhoo, Please read and review, TTFN!)
"I don't care!" I practically yelled. "We're getting out! And if that's the only way. Then fine! We'll hold the food guys hostage. We've got the assets to do it, and I don't know why we didn't before!"
"Scott." Evan said evenly. He met my eyes. "You are not Denzel Washington, and we are not pulling a John Q. We are not holding anyone hostage. Do you understand me?"
"You weren't in that room with her." I lowered my voice. "Listen I don't know what else she did to him, but it wasn't good. She's friggin' crazy."
Our little group looked at each other. Evan, Alex, Remy, Rogue, Kurt, Lara, Kendra, a few others, and I were huddled in a corner in the back of the room. Toby was asleep at my feet along with a few other kids scattered around. After what I'd experienced in the med room the day before I ready to take a hostage and Remy, Rogue and Kurt were right behind me. Evan, Lara, Kendra, and two guys named Jake and Sean were opting for a route that would involve less injury.
Evan spoke again. "Scott I totally understand, and I know we have to get out. But we can't take hostages. Hostage situations usually end up having guns involved, and guns get people shot. People getting shot with out reliable medical facilities is bad!"
"He's right." Said Kendra. "A different way would be better. We could work on widening that sun roof."
"With out caving in 'de ceiling ma ami?" Gambit looked up at the sliver of sunlight coming into the room. "None to likely, y' t'ink? We got a half 'n hour 'till 'de lunch cart come t'rough. What are we gonna do hommes?"
"Fearless leader?" Lara said her first words. "You heard the man. What're we going to do? We'll follow you. We trust you."
I looked each of them in the eye before speaking. "I can't think of anything else that's gonna get us out of here faster other than taking some hostages. It won't really be like a hostage situation. We can knock 'em out or something. And we can do it today."
Everyone just nodded, and some smiled slightly. I instructed them to move all of the kids to the back of the room to keep them safer and they all left to do it. Evan stayed behind for a minute giving me a heavy sigh. If the situation were different I'd have been laughing. A serious Evan is just not something you see everyday, and you never see Evan giving a heavy, serious sigh.
Evan finally let out one last breath a shrugged. "Man, you're totally wiped, crazy, insane…all a' that, but if you think it'll get us outa here, I guess I'm down with it. Just don't let those kids get hurt." He paused, looking around thoughtfully. "Ok, let's do it. I always have wanted to be Denzel."
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"Ok, listen," Rogue was explaining slowly to the twenty something children huddled in the back of the room. "You have to stay back here. My friends and Ah are going to try to get us out of here and we're going to get you guys back to your parents. And if we can't find them, you'll come live with us in a really big house! Would you like that?"
The kids were all watching her with wide eyes, nodding with understanding. Funny, I'd never really imagined Rogue as a kid person. The description never seemed to fit her.
My own personal charge, Toby, was taking it well. He'd stuck to me until I gently handed him to Kendra who was helping to watch the kids. He'd blinked once or twice in confusion but hadn't said a word. That wasn't unusual, he barely spoke. Toby wasn't my kid, but I really was worried about him. I felt weirdly connected to him, not in a relative way (god knows I've found enough relatives in the past months), but there was a feeling that I'd known him before, and had protected him before. I didn't ask him any questions about his family, or what the whacko female doctor had exactly done to him, and Toby didn't volunteer any information. He'd asked one question after we got back from the med room, "Why'd she do that?" and I couldn't give him a real answer, 'cause I was still trying to figure that one out m'self.
Kurt pulled me out of thought. He was tugging on my shirt (my eleven day old shirt, if I might add) with his three fingers trying to grab my attention. "Scott, Remy says we've got three minutes before ze guards come in."
"Ok," I said, still thinking about Toby. "Get your sister, and tell her to get those gloves off."
"Right." Kurt nodded and walked off to his task.
Remy and Evan were assembling troops by the door. Rogue positioned herself right at the door entrance so she could grab the guards as soon as they entered, knock them out, and them we could steal all the stuff they might be carrying that could help with our escape. There wasn't going to be any cat and mouse like little miss terror had claimed, we were making a quick, clean exit and we wouldn't be having to pleasure of returning.
Of all the people in the room Remy and I had the most forcibly destructive powers. There were people who had powers similar to Lance Alvers, and truthfully were more destructive but they didn't know how to use them to their advantage. Remy and I could control ours. Remy more so than me. I didn't have a visor, so to use my powers I had to do a squinting thing with my eyes. It wasn't as accurate, but the effect was the same. Since this was the case Remy and I had two teams. We'd go together but if the time came and we had to split up we would. For that reason each team had a telepath. Communication was important. There was one other team which Kendra and two to three girls had control over. Their job was to get the kids out safely. Kendra was an empath; she could feed people emotions. A good power to have if you were going to be dealing with scared children. Remy had some empathic abilities, so he and Kendra had a slight connection with each other. They'd know if either one was in trouble.
Rogue jumped suddenly at her position by the door. She mouthed 'food's here', and grinned wickedly, curving her hand in a grabbing position. The metal door hissed open and the guards walked in. Rogue waited for the door to close before pouncing. The guards never knew what hit them. She managed to grab al three of them at once and within seconds they'd collapsed.
Here's where I got to play army general. "Ok, let's move. Out!" Kendra's group herded out kids while Lara, Evan and I dragged the bodies of the guard to the side of the room and felt them down for supplies. We retrieved mostly key cards, and regular keys that we took with out qualms. But each guard carried a gun, which caused some dispute before Lara discovered they contained sedative darts and not bullets. Remy took one for his team, as did I, then I gave one to Gwen, a girl going with Kendra.
When all the kids had gone (we'd sent them in the opposite direction of the crazy lady's office) we set off, one large mass of very angry and restless captives. Upon going out the door we made a direct right. There were cell doors lining the whole corridor. The doors had slots for the key cards so we set to work
It took awhile, but we managed to get everyone out of the thirteen cells. No one we knew was among their number. I didn't dwell on that as we moved along, climbing the stairs to the next level of cells. This floor had more rooms and was built almost like a maze, making it difficult to accomplish any thing. We scattered, hurrying to find cells.
I headed down a hall with two girls flanking my sides. There was only one cell door, which one girl, Cassandra, opened with one of the seven key cards she held. The door hissed open revealing a filled room of nervous looking people huddled together in various corners. There were no kids in this room, making our job a lot easier.
"Hey ya'll!" The second girl, Tami, shouted into the room. "Let's bust this joint! We're gettin' you outa here." Tami's from Jersey.
As it had happened with all of the other cells, the inhabitant's eyes lit up with a sudden spark that hadn't been there during imprisonment. They all eagerly herded out of the room and went in the direction I pointed.
The last two or three people were running out of the room, and I was getting ready to leave with Cassandra and Tami, but a loud shout came from behind. I ignored it and kept going down the hall to meet back with Remy, but then they yelled again, and I realized who it was.
"Scott!" The voice started to sound indignant. "Turn around you idiot!"
I whipped around. "A-Amori?"
She literally attacked me, grabbing me into a smothering hug. I thought I was going to pass out, and when trying to escape a prison that is not a good thing. "'Mori?" I managed to gasp out, still in shock.
Amori responded by dragging me down the hall towards where the rest of my group was. "Oh my God!" she started while we ran together. "One of your little teams just busted my cell out. I had to find you!" Amori was breathing hard now, and her eyes were wide. "Some guy…Hayden, I think his name was, told me to tell you two things. First, some woman stalking the halls with armed guards is looking for you and some kid. Second Kurt found a way for us to get out of hear, but we've gotta get to the upper levels fast. As in six minutes fast! Kurt and Kitty are gonna blow this place sky high!"
"With what?" I was a little nervous to find out.
"There's some low level bombs in the deepest silo. The walls around it are just concrete. They should fall easily." Something told me that this plan was not a great one. Army silos in the middle of nowhere usually store more than low powered bombs. But when I pointed this out to my adrenaline pumped cousin she just shrugged and responded, "so what they're probably just some sort of nuke." I try not to curse. This, at the moment, was an exceptionally good thing.
"Six minutes?" I asked, instead of using a log string of expletives.
"Uh huh." She answered as we rounded the corner to where Remy and I had our teams. "HEY PEOPLE! START MOVING UP!" Amori yelled as soon as she saw everyone.
"You're crazy!" I told her for about the millionth time in her life. We ran with the stampede of people going up the narrow stone steps.
Amori shot me a devil may care smile. "So you've said. Scott, don't worry! We have six *BOOM!* *CRASH!* *SHATTER!* minutes…"Amori trailed off as the building creaked, and fell around us.
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