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Chapter 3
Peace. Silence. WHACK! Pain... "Wakey way-kkeyy!"
No. I rolled over. Where's my bed? My bed is softer than this. This is concrete. Oh. Damn. I'm a... WHACK! ...Prisoner...
"Get up you filthy overgrown weasel!"
That does it. I whipped around, backfisted the guard's face, and made a break for the door. I heard him let out a yelp and fall to the floor. When I got out I turned around and closed the door. I latched it and made a break down the hallway, not sure where I should be heading.
I followed the signs that showed the way to the emergency exits. I turned right at a fork. I looked down the hallway. It wasn't all that long, and at the end of the hallway there was a large door with the sign: EXIT above it.
It's too easy. I started walking down the hallway until I noticed that a couple meters away from the door there was a red line outlining the floor, walls and ceiling of the hallway. What's this?
I do not know
Whatever it is, we need to get out. I stepped forward. Just as my right foot passed over the line, I felt a surge of pain through my body. I fell back and lost my consciousness again.
When I woke up again, I was back in my cell. I sat up and tried to recall what had just happened. Just then I heard the cell door open and I turned to look. Dr. Mason accompanied by two guards walked in.
Get lost I thought to myself even though I knew he couldn't hear me.
He lifted his right hand to his right temple. He had heard me. Only barely. "It seems you are beginning to obtain your powers. We must hurry with our research. I am here to tell you that any attempts at escaping, like your one earlier today, are futile. The collar that you are wearing around your ankle is designed to shock you is you cross the red lines. You cannot escape."
He turned around and exited through the door. The guards then advanced on me, and a few more rushed in. They all grabbed me at the same time. They couldn't keep their grip on me, because not only were my muscles were too strong, but I had been studying martial arts for years now, and one of my specialities was freeing myself from grips. I moved myself in directions where they could not keep their grip. I was wining here. I raised my leg and delivered a mighty kick into the chest of one of the guards while punching another in the opposite direction. The punched man staggered backward, but the man whom I had kicked flew backward into the wall, and then slumped to the ground, cradling his torso. Suddenly a scientist pulled out a small gun-like object and pointed it at me.
I ducked to the right and grabbed one of the guards, holding him in front of me, shielding me from any projectiles. Suddenly I felt a small pin prick, and I saw another dart on the back of my left shoulder, ten noticed Dr. Mason himself had been the one shooting me.
I'm getting real sick of this. To my surprise, everything didn't go dark, but instead, I seemed to lose all my strength, and I collapsed to the floor. The guards picked me up and carried me out, half dragging me along.
The guards brought me to the lab room with the large tank in it. They held me up, because I couldn't stand by myself; my arms around their shoulders, with them holding my wrists. Dr. Mason came forth and began to speak of very annoying things:
"Since you are now gaining your powers, even with the collar, we will just have to make sure that you don't use them. We will put you to sleep and keep you in your tank until we find a way to control you."
Escape!
I can't. I can't even move!
You can now.
I felt my strength return as suddenly as if I a huge weight had been lifted off me. I decided against staying here, so I twisted my wrist out of the guard's grip, grabbed his chin, and twisted his head to the right, over his shoulder, hearing the sickening crunch as his neck broke. He slumped to the ground, and I used my left hand to grab the other man's face. I pulled it back and struck his throat with my knuckles, then pushed him away.
I moved to another other guard and grabbed his wrist with my right hand, straightened his arm, and sent my left hand forward into his elbow, listened to the crack again as his elbow broke.
Three men lay on the ground now, one of them screaming in agony, one clutching his throat, the third lying unmoving. I saw him blink, deciding upon the fact that he was alive; just paralysed. I made a break for the door, ducking and dodging the guards and their attacks. I heard Dr. Mason screaming out commands to "Get him!"
I made it to the hallway and made a break down the right.
First, we need to get this collar off. Any ideas?
Find the central computer room. There should be a log of everything, including how to remove the collar.
Kay. Let's follow the signs, shall we?I looked at a sign hanging from the ceiling. It said:
LEFT: Elevators and Exit.
AHEAD: Weapons storage.
RIGHT: Central Control Room.
Right it is
Wait.
What?
Should we not disable their tranquilizer storage? We may obtain something useful, as well.
Hmmm. You're right. Forward it is.
I've heard of large arsenals but this is ridiculous. I had made my way to the weapon storage, picked the not-so-fancy lock that held the door shut, and made my way in virtually unnoticed, not counting the two guards that lay unconscious outside. I had learned to pick locks on the internet. Once you know how the locks work, it was simple. I had once picked the teacher's drawers when she had lost her keys, in order to get at the tests inside. Many people found me strange afterwards. Partially because I knew how to pick locks, but mainly because I had actually done it to get at the tests.
What stood before me was absolutely unbelievable. There were enough weapons to run a small war. There were machine guns, pistols, rocket launchers, grenades, miniguns, Uzis, C-4, sniper rifles, everything. What they planned to do with all these was a mystery to me.
At the back of the room there was a large cabinet titled: TRANQUILISER FLUID.
Bingo! I pulled the cabinet open to see about six thousand little bottles of red fluid. Holy caffeine!
Indeed.
How doweget rid of them all?
The answer is surrounding you.
I looked around me. But of course!
Naturally I've never done anything like this before, but here goes. I pulled the safety pin off the hand-grenade and lobbed it at the cabinet...or was about to anyway.
Wait! Mewtwo stopped my hand just before I let go.
What?
Should you not pick up a tranquilizer launcher first? I can tell that you are not willing to kill anyone.
Yeah. Good point. I put back the safety pin of the grenade and checked that it was secure, then set it on a shelf.
I went to the cabinet, which I had also stacked full of grenades, and picked up a tranquilizer gun. I picked up a few capsules of tranquilizer fluid, set them in the designated bullet-like shells, and loaded them into the gun.
I then returned to where I had been before, picked up the grenade, pulled off the safety pin with my teeth, seeing as I had the tranquilizer in the other, and lobbed the grenade at the cabinet. It knocked over a number of vials, rolled around, hit the back wall, and rolled out again.
Crap I took cover and listened to the quite considerable amount of noise that the explosion made. I peeked over the stack of crates I had been hiding behind, seeing that the cabinet was completely demolished, despite the fact that the grenade had rolled out. I went to make sure that there were no intact capsules, then turned around and exited through the door.
We had better hurry. Someone is bound to have heard that.
Yeah. I shot an oncoming guard with the tranquilizer, and kept going. I took a left turn to the control room, then noticed that it was behind a huge steel door.
Great. On the right of the door there was a console with a keycard-reader and a finger-print identifier What now?
We find someone who can help us. Like him. 'We' pointed to an oncoming scientist who was running toward the door in front of me.
Dr. Hummel was running to the control room to look at the surveillance camera monitors and report to the others on the location of the subject. Dr. Mason had told him to go straight to the control room, while they hunted down the escaped specimen. They decided it couldn't be all that difficult, seeing as it could not exit the premises, and it didn't have security access.
He ran to the console controlling the door. He dug his keycard out of one of the pockets on his lab coat. He swiped it in the card reader and pressed his finger against the finger-print reader. The screen of the console turned green and he turned to watch the huge doors open... Just to be the landing spot of 100 kg worth of Mewtwo. He was a goner.
Perhaps that was a little rough considering we have this? I waved the tranquilizer gun.
Perhaps. Either way, we now have access to the control room.
Right. We walked into the enormous room with a computer the size of a single person hotel room in the middle. Ookay...
We walked over to the console of the computer and used what knowledge of computers I have to find any information that I needed. I continued digging around until a screen asking for a password appeared. Now we're stuck.
Projectcontrol
What?
It is the password. Projectcontrol.
Ookay. How did you know that? And that comeback from the drug back there. What happened?
There is no time! Mewtwo typed in the password and watched as I gained access to all the files on the computer.
Now we must find a way to remove the collar.
I'll try searching... Containment collar. I typed this in and it turned up two objects. PLAN B, and CONTAINMENT COLLAR MANUAL. What's plan B?
Never mind that now. We selected the containment collar manual file and started reading.
Removal instructions. Here we are. I read a bit, then reached down and examined the collar. We need a certain tool for this.
That. We pointed to a pencil-like metal object on the table.
Yeah, that's it. I grabbed it from the table and lowered it to the collar.
"Hold it right there!" I looked up. There was Dr. Mason surrounded by about ten guards armed with tranquilisers. I dived behind the computer and only barely avoided a volley of tranquiliser darts.
Great.
Remove the collar!
Yeah. I suddenly noticed that I had dropped the metal tool when I dived to safety. Typical.
One of the guards went to pick it up, just to get a dart in his neck. One down, nine to go, I said as he keeled over.
The guards scattered and went hunting their own separate ways, assuming they had a better chance of getting me if they split up. They'll just end up shooting each other…
I shot one who tried to sneak up on me from behind. Two down
I snuck up on one of them and patted his shoulder. He whirled around and shot a random bunch of shots. Two of the shots hit two other guards, who slumped to the ground. He didn't even have time to say 'oops' before I planted a dart in his thigh. Five down, five to go.
I then remembered the tool, and turned around, spotting it on the floor by the first guard I had shot. I dove for it, grabbed it, and hid again.
Now this should short circuit it, and then I can just pull it off. I tapped it on the collar and watched a large amount of sparks go flying. I simply tugged at it and it fell to the floor with a clatter. Yess.
Remember that it will still take a small while to obtain my full power.
Yeah. I sent darts at two guards who happened to be passing by just then. Seven down, three to go.
I heard three loud bangs and I peeked around the corner. I noticed three corpses by the door. Dr. Mason must have shot them for being cowards. Just then I felt cold metal against my back.
"Drop it."
I dropped the tranquiliser gun on the floor producing another loud clatter. I turned around. Dr. Mason was pointing an extremely large revolver at my head.
(Do you feel lucky, punk?)
"Well, well, well. It's come down to this, has it? I have to kill you to keep you quiet. I had hoped to make a fortune on you, but noooOOOooo. You have to be stubborn.Now I have to resort to plan B. The first stage is to activate the self-destruct sequence." He typed something on the keyboard, still pointing the gun at me. The lights turned red and an alarm sounded. "The second is to escape through this little thing."
He typed something on the keyboard and the wall opened up to reveal a large, circular black hole in space.
What the--
"It's a portal to other dimensions. It's another of our little experiments. I'll go through to another dimension, find something else to sell to the army, and get rich that way." He started backing toward the portal, gun still pointed at me.
"I would say see you around, but that would be--" He didn't have time to finish his sentence, because he stumbled and fell through the portal. The portal closed behind him, and a small blue stone lay on the floor where it was.
Well, now.
The alarm became louder and a voice started telling everyone to evacuate, and self destruct is in thirty seconds.
Oh great.
Get the stone!
Of course! I ran to the stone and picked it up. I then cast it before me and the portal opened before me. I hopped in just as the voice said the number seven.
Am I dead? I was home in the middle of my lounge room. It was plain daylight, and it seemed sunny outside.
Apparently not.
Suddenly I got the most splitting headache ever heard of on this side of existence. I collapsed to the floor and clutched my head with my hands. I felt a groove go down both sides of my neck, deepening gradually, seemingly splitting my neck in half. I was screaming out loud now. I couldn't think.
I passed out.
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Lo and behold: I've been bored enough to actually do 3 chapters in one go. Y'all be grateful. R&R please!