Author's Notes: Thanks again for all the reviews; I really enjoy hearing what people think about my work. I'll try to have the next chapter within a couple of days but it may take longer as I have to sit some of my exams this week, and I'll be busy revising. So I'm apologizing in advance in case you have to wait a while for the next installment. I'm very sorry. Also please keep those reviews coming as I'm very insecure about my work and would like to know what people thought about this chapter. (Who do you hate more Mr. Lyle or Mitchell?)
Security Office At Building 24………
Agent Mitchell stormed angrily into the security office, pushing rudely past some security guards that stood in his way. He made his way over to the head of security, who was standing over some computers.
"What the hell is going on here?" Agent Mitchell demanded glaring at the head of security. "I was up in my office when the computer suddenly stopped working, I come down here to check and see what's going on and all hells broken loose."
"We have a situation here sir." The security officer said. "Someone has uploaded a virus into our computer system. It's crashed all our computers and security equipment. Before our communications system went out a few minutes ago we were informed that we have an unknown amount of intruders in the lobby area. Without the com system working I can't send any reinforcements to check it out."
The security officer turned back to the computers and continued typing away, trying to find a way to counteract the virus. While he did this Agent Mitchell stood for a moment thinking. It has to be those Mutant X freaks out to save their team member, he thought to himself, well they're not going to succeed. Mitchell stormed over to the entrance to the security office and rounded on a group of officers that were just standing around unsure of what to do.
"You five follow me, we going to secure a prisoner." Mitchell ordered angrily before making his way out of the office and towards the stairs followed by the five agents.
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Brennan's Cell, Building 24………
Brennan had tried to hold his screams back, but the pain as the flames beat his skin was too great. Mr. Lyle had moved from his left arm to his right one and then to his chest. He would stop every couple of minutes to ask questions or just to make some snide comment about how he was going to break him. It didn't matter anyway. Brennan could hardly focus on his words let alone understand what they meant. The pain was just too great.
Mr. Lyle was getting annoyed now, Brennan could tell. Brennan wasn't sure if it was because Brennan refused to answer his questions, or if it was because he wouldn't get the chance to make him. Either way Mr. Lyle had become more intense, a crazy smile on his lips as he watched the flames attack Brennan's flesh. He also seemed to like the smell of Brennan's burning flesh, because he kept breathing in deeply.
Mr. Lyle turned off the flame thrower for a couple of minutes as he bombarded Brennan with questions. Brennan couldn't understand him; all he noted was that Mr. Lyle's mouth was moving, he couldn't make out any words.
Brennan hissed in pain as Mr. Lyle applied pressure to one of his many burn marks. His whole body was in pain by now and he was finding it hard to fight the darkness that kept threatening to overtake him.
Dimly, Brennan registered the fact that the flame thrower had been turned back on. He couldn't identify when the flame touched his flesh, he was in so much pain already.
In the last few moments before Brennan lost consciousness he thought he heard someone familiar in the room, but before he could register who he was surrounded by darkness.
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Inside Building 24………
Shalimar burst into the cell where the cry had come from and halted in shock. She saw Brennan strapped into a chair, his body and arms covered in bruises and burn marks. He was slumped down unconscious, while a man stood over him with a flame thrower directed at Brennan's flesh.
Shalimar felt her anger explode inside of her as she stared at Brennan's hurt form. She felt herself go completely into feral mode, her eyes shining yellow. As she embraced her growing anger a low growl escaped her lips.
The man looked up in surprise at Shalimar as she flung herself at him. She landed on top of him knocking him to the floor, the flame thrower dropped from his grip and crashed into the wall, setting it alight.
The man tried to struggle out of Shalimar grip as she sat on top of his chest, but she backhanded him, knocking him unconscious. Her mind didn't seem to register this fact and she continued to beat on his face and chest.
She stopped only when she noticed that her hands were covered in blood, and looking at the man beneath her she was shocked to note that he was completely unrecognizable, his face destroyed by her angry fists, and was lying in a large pool of blood.
As she pushed herself away from him she noted that he was dead, she had no time to think about that however as she noted that the room was on fire.
