Thanks for your patience. :) Here's the next installment....

A New Breed
Authors: I_Woman aka Da Peanut Butter, Miami_Momma aka LithiumBorg,
Alli aka Da Chocolate / InvisoBorg

Danger Will Robinson, Danger....industrial strength rope will be
needed. *Da Peanut Butter and LithiumBorg hand out rope to the brave
readers while InvisoBorg munches on a Reese's cup.*


Chapter 12



Darien broke the kiss and smiled at Tom. He stepped out of the way
and the two men lunged at each other. Darien had the height advantage
and his arms were longer. Before Tom could actually reach Darien, he
found himself in the grip of the taller man and was tossed across the
room.

Tom hit the floor, but was quickly on his feet again. He looked
around the room, Darien was gone. Tom leered as he saw the door
slowly shut. Darien had taken advantage of Tom being down and
quicksilvered. Tom in a huff ran out after him.

Darien stumbled down the hall and used the wall for support, his hand
going to his head. "What...it can't...no...it won't control me." With
all the mental strength he had, he pushed the Dominant demon back, "I
will not let you control me." He turned his head in the direction of
the lab, "I'm sorry." Darien turned back around and searched for an
exit.

Ed came down the opposite direction that Tom had taken and didn't
know what had happened. He walked in the lab and saw Alex and Ray on
the floor unconscious, "What the..." He stopped when he saw that the
isolation room was empty, "Oh damn," Ed went to go check on Alex and
Ray when he saw Sloan just staring off into space, "Sloan, what
happened? Where's Darien?"

"Darien?"

Ed grabbed her shoulders, "Yes, Darien! Wher..."

Sloan grabbed Ed and pulled him in for a kiss. She lifted her leg and
wrapped it around his legs pulling the rest of his body closer to
hers. Ed's mind went into conflict, he loved Sloan, but did he love
her in this way?

Sloan broke the kiss and touched her forehead with her hand, "What
happened?" She looked up and saw Darien standing in front of her, she
stumbled back.

"Sloan..." Ed reached to grab her to keep her from falling. He held
her in his arms and brushed the hair from her face.

Sloan looked into Darien's eyes, but they weren't Darien's eyes, they
were... "Ed!?!"

Ed sighed and let go of her. The look on her face and the way she
said his name was heartbreaking. "Yeah, it's me...listen...I've got
to see if Agent Monroe and Ray are fine. Where is Tom?"

"Ed, I think we need to talk about..."

"What Sloan? Talk about what? That you thought I was *Darien*?" Ed
said the name with venom in his voice. "You don't think that I didn't
notice the way you said his name and then kissed me? Come on,
Sloan...which one, huh? Tom or Darien? Or am I just the one you want
on the side just in case the others don't work out?"

Sloan slapped Ed and then she looked with sadness on her face, "Ed,
I'm..."

"Agent Monroe and Ray seem to be okay, just put something under their
heads to keep them comfortable." Ed started for the door.

Sloan tried to stop him by grabbing his arm, "Ed, please wait..."

"No, Sloan...you've made it perfectly clear. I need some air." Ed
stormed out and headed outside. As he walked he mumbled to
himself, "Why did I have to look like him...or better yet...why did
he have to look like me?"

Ed violently pushed the door to the outside open and took in a big
breath of fresh air. He was faintly aware of a limo pulling up beside
him. It's when he heard the familiar female voice that got his
attention.

"Hello, Agent Fawkes, they let you outside?"

Ed turned around, there was that name again, "Listen, I'm so sick and
tired..." Ed stopped when a sharp needle like pain erupted in his
chest. He looked down at the red fuzzy dart imbedded in his chest, "I
don't freakin' beli..."

The lady in the limo watched with satisfaction as "Darien" fell to the
ground in a heap of unconsciousness.

A quicksilvered Darien rushed down the hall as he was bombarded by
all the emotions of the hospital staff and patients, "Whoa...and I
thought I had issues." He made it to an emergency exit and left the
hospital undetected.

Darien ran across the base, looking for his contact. He glanced
passed the gate, "Ooh...the welcome wagon."

Lynch, who was waiting outside the gates to the base, felt a strong
dominant presence. He quickly turned around, nothing. Suddenly,
silver flakes appeared and Darien materialized in front of Lynch.

Darien grinned and leaned against the car, "Take me to your leader."

*****

Hobbes and Claire come back to the lab and saw the mess. Hobbes first
instinct was to look towards the isolation room, "Oh crap, Fawkes!"
He ran towards the window and saw the empty room, "Oh no, he got out."
Claire ran to check on Alex and Ray who were now starting to wake up,
she looked at Tom and Sloan, "How did Darien escape?"

Sloan and Tom looked at each other and Tom shook his head. Sloan
stood up,"He used mind control to confuse me and had me open the
door. I let him out."

"I thought that Attwood said that you're the only one who could stop
him, looks like you failed." Hobbes said sarcastically.

"I couldn't stop him, yes that's true. He was able to mask himself
along with the invisibility." Tom answered.

Walter, the Official and Eberts walked in. "What happened in here?"
Walter asked.

"Seems like Agent Daniels wasn't able to stop Fawkes after all,"
Hobbes motioned to the isolation room.

"Wait, you mean to tell me that Fawkes is gone? I thought you said
that this facility would hold him. If anything happens to him I'm
holding you personally responsible." The Official leered at
Walter. "How long ago did this happen?" the Official looked around
for someone to answer.

"About ten minutes ago. Tom tried to run after him, but he used the
Dominants masking ability along with turning invisible. Tom couldn't
keep up." Sloan answered.

"Hummpfff...Hobbes, go see if you can find him or at least pick up a
trail." The Official said.

"That won't be necessary," Walter said as Hobbes headed for the
door. "Agent Fawkes is working for me, undercover."

The Official's eyes narrowed as he glared at Walter, "What did you
say?"

Sloan, Tom, Hobbes and Claire looked at each confusingly, "What was
that?" Hobbes asked.

"Undercover, it's what he does isn't it? As I did my research on Agent
Fawkes, I found that the serum changed him physically, but not
mentally. He's a Dominant as we know them, but he just doesn't think
like them." Walter took out his findings and showed them to Sloan.

"But, he was able to confuse me like that little boy Kevin did. He
knocked out Agent Monroe and Ray, he even threw Tom across the room.
How can you tell me that he doesn't think like one of them, he tried
to kill me!" Sloan said angrily.

"Sloan, it was an act. He had to make his escape look believable.
Agent Fawkes would not have harmed you at all. I told him to do this
when most of us were gone." Walter added.

"Tell that to my throat," Sloan said rubbing her hand across her
throat.

"And my head," Alex retorted.

"Mine too, why didn't you tell us, we could have prepared ourselves?"
Ray stated.

Tom looked angry and said to Walter, "What I sensed was not an act,
Walter. Agent Fawkes was acting on Dominant instincts."

"What...sensed? Excuse me, but if there somethin you want to share
with the rest of us." Hobbes asked looking at Tom. Hobbes knew there
was something different about Tom.

"Tom Daniels is a Dominant," Walter blurted out like it was no big
deal.

The Official glared at Walter, "And you didn't share that bit of
information with us?"

"Right now I think we need to focus on getting our man back. We can
deal with this later," Alex said then looked around, "Where's Dr.
Tate? Shouldn't he be here?"

Sloan put her head down, "He went to get some fresh air, he should be
back shortly."

"Okay, Mr. Big Schemer, how do you plan on getting my partner back if
he's gone to other side." Hobbes asked.

"I'm not so sure that he's gone to the other side as you put it, Agent
Hobbes. He even let me put in a tracking device." Walter said as he
started to walk towards the isolation room.

Claire looked shocked, "Are you sure we're talking about the same
Darien Fawkes?"

Hobbes shook his head, "He tricked you. He was a con, it's what he
does best and he played you."

"Is it possible, Walter, that he manipulated your mind like he did
me?" Sloan asked him.

"Yeah and I bet he already took that tracking device out like Lynch
did," retorted Ray.

"How was he supposed to find Lewis?" Tom asked.

"He was supposed to meet his contact outside..." Walter's phone rang
and he answered it, "Attwood here," Walter paused as he was told that
the package was delivered. "Agent Fawkes has been delivered to Lewis.
Are you sure?"

"Walter, Ed was outside," Sloan added.

Walter's face turned pale, "What was Agent Fawkes wearing?" Walter
paused and waited for the answer. He looked at Sloan, "Green
scrubs?..." Walter was about to tell the limo lady that she took the
wrong one, but she hung up.

"Walter, Agent Fawkes was wearing white scrubs, they took Ed instead."
Sloan said.

"I know, Sloan," Walter tried to redial but the phone had been turned
off.

"This is terrific, instead of just Fawkes out there, the good doctor
is in the hands of that lunatic too." Hobbes retorted.

"Agent Hobbes and Daniels will tract down Agent Fawkes by using this."
Attwood handed Tom a personal digital assistant.

"What's this?" Tom asked.

"It's a Wireless Assisted GPS system. It has indoor capability; you
should be able to locate Agent Fawkes within five to 20 miles."
Walter noticed the worried look on Tom's face, "Don't worry, Tom, it
works in a wide range of environments where normal GPS would't work,
including inside houses and moving vehicles, under heavy foliage and
in downtown urban street canyons. It also has a location on demand
feature; you will get an address on the spot."

"Nice little toy you have there, Attwood. You better hope it works."
Hobbes said as he and Tom left to track Darien down.

"You have another one those?" Ray asked. Walter shook his head and
handed another one to Ray. "Come on, Agent Monroe, looks like we're
on another hunt. Let's just hope that Agent Fawkes didn't take the
tracking device out." Ray sneered at Walter.

******

Ed was pushed out of the limo and landed at Lewis' feet. Lewis looked
down at the unconscious man. There was a smirk on his face that
quickly turned to frustration. The presence he felt from the man
lying at his feet was not Dominant but human, "This is not Agent
Fawkes, the stupid woman brought me Ed Tate!" He motioned for two
guards to pick Ed up and take him inside.

Ed was placed in a room. Lewis stationed two guards outside the
door, "When he wakes up, let me know. He might be useful after all."
The two guards nodded in compliance and Lewis walked off.

*******

Lynch arrived with Darien, both stepped out of the car as Darien
studied the small industrial building which was on the outskirts of
town. He noticed that it was not the same warehouse where Darien and
Stark were held earlier.

Darien shook his head, "So this is it, huh. And I thought my agency
was poor."

Lynch came up behind Darien, "I should have killed you when I had the
chance."

Darien turned and faced Lynch, "What...and miss out on my wondrous
transformation?" Darien turned and walked into the building.

Lynch smiled, "Once the transformation is over, you will be too."

***

Lewis sensed Darien upon his arrival, 'His presence is strong. We
won't have much time to study him. He may be a threat to my...' His
thoughts were interrupted as Lynch and Darien walked into the room.

"Welcome to our existence," Lewis proclaimed as he walked over to
Darien.

Darien smirked, "Yeah, well, I always wanted to be all that I could
be."

"You will be much more, Agent Fawkes. You are our first successful
new breed of dominant. You also possess a special trait that makes
you even more of a find."

Darien contemplated, "Oh...and what 'special trait' would that be?"

"Oh now Mr. Fawkes. You could either tell us now or we can wait until
Dr. Tate examines you..."

Darien looked worried, "Whoa...wait a minute, did you say Dr. Tate?"

Lewis nodded, "Yes, it is a very amusing story. In our efforts to
acquire you, one of our other cohorts captured Dr. Tate thinking he
was you."

Darien's heart sank. Ed was first captured by Arnaud and now by these
non-people, 'Ed, it just isn't your day, is it?'

Lewis motioned Lewis to the door, "Now Mr. Fawkes, please relax, we
will return shortly for your examination."

Darien sat down and watched the men file out of the room, "And then
what?"

Lewis began to close the door, "You will join us in our struggle for
survival." Lewis closed the door leaving Darien alone in the room.

Lewis whispered to Lynch, "Lock the door, we can't afford to have him
escape again. Dr. Tate must complete the tests."

Darien ran his hand through his hair, "Okay...so far so good. Whoa,
didn't count on Tate being here...dude gets into as much trouble as I
do."

Lynch nodded, "And after the tests are complete?"

Lewis smiled and glanced at the room where Darien was being held, "We
would have all the information we need in order to defeat Stark's
line."

Lewis looked back to Lynch, "Then you can do what you want with him."

"It will be my pleasure." Lynch locked the door and posted two
dominants at Darien's door.

Darien stared at the closed door. Anger rose from somewhere deep
inside Darien. His blood rushed through his veins at a furious pace.

"What....'Do what you want with him'? Is that what he said? Oh
no...I'll take you out first." Darien got up and kicked the door and
nearly knocked it off its hinges. The two dominants stationed outside
the door were knocked off their feet from the sudden impact.

Darien picked up the chair he had been sitting on and threw it across
the room in an outburst of blind rage.

Lynch and Lewis, who made it down the hall stopped after they heard
the crash. They both looked at each other and hurried towards the
room. They turned the corner and saw the two dominants get up and
began to open the door.

They all rushed in the room only to find Darien standing in the
middle of the room with his arms folded glaring at the chair which
now was a part of the wall.

Darien quickly turned, faced them and with anger still in his voice
said, "What? I wanted to do some redecorating. You have a problem
with that?"

The dominants backed out of the room and locked the door.

"Didn't think so," Darien said with a smirk on his face.

Lewis directed the guards, "Inform me immediately if this happens
again." The two guards nodded. Lewis and Lynch once again headed down
the hallway. Lewis pointed to the lab, "We may need to sedate him
sooner than later. Have Dr. Rollins prepare a sedative for you then
meet me back at my office." Lynch nodded and headed towards the lab.

Darien looked at the chair that was now embedded in the opposite
wall, his anger slowly subsiding. He stared in disbelief, "Did I do
that?"

Darien shook his head as if he were in a mental fog. "This is worse
than QSM, there is no headache, no warning. I've got to learn how to
control it."

Darien remembered how he left the hospital and when he injured
Detective Petersen and Alex. He put his face in his hands, "Ah crap.
Alex is going to kill me."

Darien quickly remembered what brought him to his state of
fury, "They only need me for the test. They need the information in
order to...."

Darien struggled to remember Lewis' exact words, "...to defeat Stark.
Chrysalis' genetically freaked agents are a threat to dominants."

Darien continued to concentrate, "They've apparently tried to turn
other humans into dominants but failed some how. The gland, that
freakin' gland has something to do with this."

Darien took a deep breath, "Okay, focus and stay calm. I can't afford
to get mad or the table may end up next to the chair. I've got to
contact Ed."

******

A guard walked in and said that Ed was awake. Lewis smiled and
ordered Lynch to follow him.

*****

Like before, Hobbes drove and Tom rode shot gun. Ray and Alex went in
the other direction to cover more ground; they had a tracking device
themselves in their possession. Tom held the personal digital
assistant in his hand.

"Where does your 'Fat Man' get the funding from to afford those toys
of his?" Hobbes asked. He was often perplexed that the government
that had a 17 million dollar gland in the head of an agent would fund
the agency better.

What he and Fawkes could do if they had those kinds of toys? Probably
keep the kid out of trouble more often was Hobbes thought.

"Attwood has connections. Even Sloan and Ed are surprised at times
with the things that Attwood pulls out of his pockets." Tom said
smiling at Hobbes.

"Anything yet on that thing?"

"No, they must be further out of the city then we thought. Lewis
would not want to be around a lot of people. He likes secluded
areas." Tom said still looking at the device he held in his hand. If
the whole scene back at the lab was just a ploy, then why the kiss?
Was Darien using his new found powers to manipulate Sloan? Tom wanted
to know, needed to know. Darien was a Dominant now and Tom would have
to show him, rather instruct him on the ways of Dominant life.

*****

Lynch held Ed's arms tight behind his back, giving Ed's arms a sl t
push up every now and then. He wanted to make sure that the slightly
taller man knew who was in control and he enjoyed hearing Ed whimper
in pain.

Lewis grabbed Ed's face, "It really is remarkable. I would almost say
that one of you is a clone." He let go of Ed's face and turned his
back to him.

"What do you want?" Ed felt a hot searing pain in his shoulders as
Lynch pushed them up again. Ed tried to hide the pain and bit his lip.

"I want you to help me with Agent Fawkes. I want to know about
his...gift. You spent time with them and I'm sure they shared some
of their secrets with you. Especially if they wanted you to help with
his current condition,"

Lewis paused, "It worked well this time didn't it Dr. Tate?"

"You really expect me to help you dissect Agent Fawkes?" Ed asked.

Lewis laughed, "No, Dr. Tate, not dissect. Why would I want to do
that? I want to know how he turns invisible. It's not a typical human
trait; they must have done something to him."

"You dominants are supposed to be smart; you know I won't help you."
Ed watched as Lewis turned to face him, "I would rather die then help
you find the secret to Agent Fawkes, you'll just have to find another
scientist for that."

"How noble, but death is not what I have in mind for you. Dr.
Copeland spoke very highly of you Dr. Tate and he was one of my top
scientists. Now, you get to be his replacement."

Lewis walked closer to Ed. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as his
hand fumbled for something special for Ed in his pocket. Ed's eyes
became small slits, "I wasn't even going to help Dr. Copeland with
the Spanish Flu vaccine. I didn't trust him, what makes you think
that I'll be his replacement?"

Lewis inched closer and Lynch's grip on Ed increased, "This," Lewis
pulled out the syringe from his pocket and took the cap off.

Ed's eyes grew wide and he tried to kick out with his legs, but he
lost his balance. Both he and Lynch fell to the ground with Lynch
landing on top of him.

Lewis bent down and inserted the needle into Ed's neck, "Don't fight
it, Dr. Tate, you won't win." He pushed down on the plunger sending
the liquid into Ed's body.

Ed could feel the cold liquid going in and Lynch's hold on him
relaxed. Ed felt the needle pull out and he watched as Lewis turned
and walked out the door, "Say goodbye to your humanity Dr. Tate."

Lynch followed Lewis out the door and left Ed alone in the room.

He sat up and looked around, "There's got to be something I can
use...I won't help them, I will die first." Ed searched the room but
found nothing he could use. He checked his watch, "I wonder when the
first symptoms will appear..." Ed's eyes went wide, "That's it!"

He took his watch off and threw it to the floor, the glass face
breaking in pieces. Ed spotted one piece big enough for the job and
picked it up, twirled it in his fingers a few times.


"You can do this, you've got to do this, it's the only way and you
know it."

The glass cut into his wrist as he slowly made a deep cut across it.

"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few...or the one,"
Ed repeated the quote spoken by Spock who was in a similar situation;
he gave his life to save many. The blood was beading on the floor as
Ed cut like a surgeon.

TBC...


*yes...we are very very evil...*ducks hurling oatmeal cookies and toy
monkees*