Different Powers 18

The two cars sped away from the scene behind them all, leaving every thing in their dust.

After about 15 minutes of being pursued, the party of agents following them in their SUV stopped chasing. Adam and Jesse quickly pulled up to the side of the road, after realising who they had left behind. Shalimar quickly tried to scramble out the car, while Adam tried to keep her in.
"Shalimar… Shalimar stop! We can get him back later. We'll get them back later. But we can't go running into some thing. Shalimar".

Jesse came to help Adam, but she was squirming out of their hands and was out the car in two minutes. Before she started running, Willow grabbed her arm. "Shalimar!"

Shalimar froze in her steps, but her mind was still racing, trying to get to Brennan. Her eyes filled with silent tears the more she waited. Willow came up behind her and grabbed her shoulder, turning her more towards them than the direction she was intending to go in.

" We will get them back later… I wont allow Derek to be left with them, just like you wont allow the same for Brennan. But we need to do it together". Slowly, Shalimar's tense arms relaxed and Willow felt slightly relieved.

After about 20 minutes of arguing on when to go, or where, they decided to go back to Clark's since that was the only place they hadn't been seen yet. They got there and didn't even need an explanation. Martha took one look at Shalimar, and how upset she was, welcomed them in with open arms.

Holding Cells

Brennan and Derek had both been shifted off to holding cells in one of Lionel's secret buildings. Brennan hadn't got any look of the things around him since he'd woken up in a cell. Both him and Derek's hands were tied behind their backs, so tight Brennan grunted every time he tried to shift the ropes to less tighter position.
Derek woke up about 10 minutes after him, and instantly cursed as he realised where he was. But his expression seemed to change when he realised who he was sharing the cell with.

"So… they got you too".

Brennan nodded with a slight laugh, "I think they were originally after me, but since you did try to attack Eckhart he must have decided one more person to experiment on wouldn't hurt".

His little speech seemed to also drive a small laugh out of Derek also, and Brennan felt slightly better, knowing he wasn't alone. He instantly started to tell him self-not to depend on Derek though, but if there were a chance he could get out, he wouldn't leave Derek there. He'd experienced Eckhart's experiments first hand, and he'd never wish it on any body.

They'd both been talking loudly about Eckhart, and suddenly stopped when the door opened loudly, and in walked Eckhart. He was smirking smugly at them, and his eyes seized them, challenging them to try some thing.

"I'm so glad you could finally join us. Mr Mulwray was unwilling to give us your name so, care to share".
Derek huffed, matching Eckhart's grin. But Derek forgot about the agents that accompanied Eckhart, and received a hard back hand across the face.

Derek gripped his jaw and turned dagger eyes up to the person who'd hit him.

Eckhart's smile came back, "thank you Mr creed. Now… are you going to tell us your name or should we just give you one".

Derek waited a second before looking back at Brennan, to see if he would trigger Eckhart again. Brennan was staring deadly at Eckhart and shook his head as no. They weren't going to help Eckhart in any way. Eckhart nodded after a few more seconds of silence, "alright. If you and Mr Mulwray want to play like that. Mr Creed will just have to teach you both a lesson". Before leaving, he nodded to the man Brennan suddenly realised was standing there, like he had when they had been captured, a stone cold stare. The man nodded back to Eckhart and with that, Eckhart left with out a glance back at them.

When the door shut, Brennan felt him self-wishing Eckhart had stayed for a few more minutes. Not only did he want to rip into him, but also his bulldogs wouldn't do as much as they wanted with him around.

Creed stepped in front of the door, cutting off Brennan's access to it. His voice was deep, and flowed like oil into the room.

"Well Mr Mulwray. That was a stupid mistake you and your friend just made". He started to come towards them and Brennan tensed unknowingly.
"Why don't you tell me your friends name… and save your friend along with your self UN necessary harm". Brennan was almost shocked to see a slight smirk on the mans face at the mention of pain…. Almost.

The room remained silent and Brennan could feel Derek's eyes in the back of him, but he wouldn't snitch. He heard Creed sigh heavily before shaking his head, "… owe well. Guess I should have expected it with you outlaws".

Brennan lunged from his sitting position towards Creed as he turned away, and suddenly landed hard on the floor. Creed had vanished and Brennan looked towards the door again, thinking there was some thing he'd missed during his attack.

Creed was standing to the far left of the cell, and a small cruel laugh escaped his lips as he saw the dumfound look on Brennan's face.

"Well Mr Mulwray, you have such a temper". Creed laughed again and the rest of the agents joined him.

Brennan gritted his teeth together, trying to ignore the bruise that he knew would form on his cheek from the fall.

Brennan got back to his sitting position after a few seconds of squirming that seemed to provoke more laughter off the agents. His cheek buzzed and pain shot out in all directions on the side of his face he'd fell .He looked back at Derek and saw the emotion playing in them. Derek was angry, no, he was flipping out. His eyes glistened with a deadly gleam and his eyes landed on Brennan. He nodded to him and Brennan suddenly had the feeling Derek was gonna cause too much trouble that he could handle. Brennan gave a slight nod so it wouldn't be noticed and saw the change in emotion in Derek.

Before his face was calm, now his eyes sparked with anger and his eased, laid back sitting position suddenly became tense and he was off.

An agent that was still laughing at Brennan, got his legs suddenly kicked out and he fell forwards towards the floor. Shock was his first reaction as he saw the floor draw closer and closer, till finally his face collided with it.

A smirk light Derek's face as the agent fell with a grunt. He quickly followed up his actions with a kick of his heal to the agents head, that rebounded off the floor with the force of his foot.

Other agents quickly drew silent and ran at Derek to help their fallen man. Derek swung his right foot round and clipped an arriving agent in the chin, which knocked the agent flying into the wall.

Brennan quickly kicked another agent running at Derek and the agent went flying towards the direction he was running in, his legs fully off the floor. He crashed into his other buddies, taking them down as well.

Derek kicked another agent as he attempted to get up and signalled to Brennan some one was behind him.

Brennan suddenly remembered Creed, who'd been standing behind him and rolled backwards, feeling a whoosh of air shift near where his head used to be.

As he rolled backwards, he looped his legs through his arms, so his hands were in front of him when he stood up. Creed swung round, with a jet fast right fist that Brennan just about dodged, but was knocked off balance, and fell into the wall. He got an idea suddenly and waited for the right moment.

Creed ran towards him, his fists risen in the air, intended to do damage. Brennan kicked off the wall, doing a back flip over Creed. Creed swung again, fist colliding with the wall. He cursed loudly before swinging his fists round on Brennan.
Brennan, now with his hands in front of him, knocked the attacks away, and flipped Creed over him. He landed with a loud thud that Brennan couldn't help but smirk.

Derek was taking on two agents, and Brennan realised Derek had used his trick and looped his legs through his arms so his hands were now in front. The agents through various amounts of kicks and punches, which Derek knocked aside, and also took some of them. Finally, Derek jumped and swung his leg round in a huck, catching one of the agents and sending his lump body to fly into a wall and crumble.

But Derek was suddenly off guard and Brennan quickly stepped forwards, sweeping out the agents legs, and doing his best to punch the guy in the face as he fell.

All were down and Brennan and Derek exchanged smirks with each other. They grew when a groan was heard from Creed. Both watched him as he climbed to his feet, and enjoyed watching as the pained expression on his face changed, from agony, to shock, and finally to fear. Brennan knew that fear wasn't all for them though. Eckhart didn't look too kindly on Failure.

He looked towards them and stumbled back a bit. Brennan and Derek both moved with lightning speed, both jumping at the same time and kicking Creed in the chest.

The force of the kick was times by two, and Creed flew back, smashing into the wall and dropping like a stone to the floor.

Brennan and Derek smirked at each other again, but regretted it when the door opened, and ten more agents entered the room.

Brennan looked towards Derek, who just shrugged and smiled. Brennan quickly smiled back as he saw the challenge rise up in Derek's eyes and he tensed, ready for more fighting.

The first agent came towards Brennan, and with a quick motion, Brennan crouched, and the agent fell over him, and then received a kick to the face. Then with a shout from the lead agent, all the agents attacked.

Clarks farm

Shalimar paced back and forth in Clark's living room, the anxiety in her growing every second. She was fidgeting when sitting still, and pacing when there was nothing to do.

Jesse came towards her, watching as someone who was like an older sister to him, worried her self to death. He drew closer, till she finally saw him and stopped where she was. She gave him a quick, ' I'm ok' and then resumed her pacing.

He finally walked up to her, and gripped her by both arms so she wouldn't pull away from him. But she didn't look him in the eyes either. He sighed, first trying to shake away his hesitation first, "Shal… they will be fine. He's not weak, you know that. He can take care of him self". Shalimar nodded, but didn't look directly into his eyes. All she wanted was to see Brennan again. Hear one of his jokes and make her laugh.

Willow was acting the exact same and Shalimar seemed to join her some times. They both shared their feeling with each other, and both found a target to let out all their frustration on.

They had both cornered Adam once they'd gotten there, saying they were going to hunt down Sifer, so he wouldn't pop up at any given time.

Adam tried to disagree but with one look from them, he didn't say a word and walked off, muttering about doing research on the blade.

Emma and Jesse had both said to Willow and Shalimar that they could go with them, but Adam wouldn't allow it, no matter who gave him deadly eyes.

Willow and Shalimar had both gone searching for Sifer, with the promise to Adam that if any agent's come they would run. But Shalimar had no intention of doing that. She would give them a slimmer of a taste that Sifer was in for. It was his fault Brennan and Derek hadn't made it out.

They had got a scent and followed it, to surprisingly, a small house or den that had been deserted for a while.

They both entered silently, both changing into the beasts that hungered for justice. Shalimar gripped Willows arm as she drew to continue. She shook her head, and suddenly a blinding light flared, dazing them both.

They both strained to look at the figure that was standing right next to the light.

Willow gave a growl of rage as she said his name, "Sifer!"

Shalimar leapt forwards as soon as Willow sprinted towards Sifer, she wanted a bit and Willow wasn't getting all the fun.

Sifer dodged out of Willows way and ducked into the lower part of the den, with Willow and Shalimar hot on his heals. They finally caught up with him, cornering him in the far right side of the den. He looked around realising he was cornered and prepared for a fight, but still, one small voice nagged him and tormented him in the corners of his mind. 'they are both better fighters than you, what makes you think you can beat both of them'.

Shalimar was first to arrive in front of him, and quickly ducked as a leg came towards her. She swung under the leg, and kicked out his other foot, making him land in the splits. A groan of agony spilled from Sifer's lips, before he climbed back up, just in time to receive Willows kick, that sent him flying back into the wooden wall. He gritted his teeth as pain shot through his shoulder, finally making his fingertips tingle and he gathered his footing again.

Shalimar and Willow came at him with a blaze of kicks and punches that seemed to blur together. Sifer was again, and again bounced off the wall he now leant against for support as the two feral's took out their rage on him.

After he fell to the floor in a heap, Shalimar felt satisfied and lifted her hand to talk into her COM ring.
"...Adam. It's Shalimar".

After a few seconds, a buzz came, then Adam's voice rang out loud and clear, "I can hear you, did you find him".

Shalimar felt a satisfied smirk form on her face, and also saw the same effect on Willow.
"Ye we got him. Do you want us to bring him back with us".

After another few seconds Adam spoke, "Yes please Shalimar, he holds the answers to some of our problems. Bring him back as soon as possible. I'll try and set up a small place to put him".

The com ring went silent after Adam spoke, and Willow added lowly, "how about a hole, so deep he wont be able to slither his way back out".

Shalimar smiled at her, before they both grabbed one of Sifers legs each, and dragged him to the car, to take him back to Clarks farm.

Lionel's office

"Captain, why was there such a problem with the two men in Cell 12". Lionel's mood had suddenly changed when he'd heard about the resistance the subjects had given. Not too mention his mood was growing more dimmer by the moment, as Eckhart too now sat in his office.

The man standing in front of Eckhart's chair, a few feet from him, stumbled over his words, trying not to upset his boss.

"The men refused to give one of their names... and then started a fight". The man flinched when Lionel slammed his hand down on the desk, "Mr Eckhart was there to question them, not you... and why were you and your men not on alert. And how could the men have done such damage-" Lionel gestured with his hands to the men who were also standing at the back of his office, all of them with a mark to show for on their face, or their uniform scuffed up, or arms in slings "When their hands were tied behind THEIR BACKS!"

the man stiffened as Lionel's voice rose and grew more annoyed by the second. "Well... you see sir... the unnamed one... he... the men were distracted by Mr Mulwray".

Lionel's fit slammed on the table, "Do not make excuses for your men Mr Rick's". Eckhart was enjoying watching the man squirm, but needed to warn Lionel now about the two men, so they would know what to expect.

"Mr Luther... these men are not normal people, as I have told you, let alone Mr Mulwray is one of Adam's people and I have no doubt he has been trained severely by Kane. This other man may not be any use to us, but we may be able to use him too. Now, Mr Mulwray can generate electricity and throw it using his hands... its a wonder he has not used it on your men. But also check the other man... and question them both".

The room was silent as Eckhart spoke. When Eckhart had spoken of the taller man, and said he could throw off electricity, Lionel almost wanted to laugh at him. But he didn't, when Eckhart said some thing like that, especially aloud, he was willing to prove it.

Lionel quickly made all his men leave and sat down at his desk, straightening his jacket out and sighing deep. He looked up at Eckhart, expecting the man to explain, but Eckhart merely sat there, staring off into space.

A small smirk came to Eckhart's face as he thought to him self. ' Now what will you do Adam. Are you willing to come rescue him, even though you have no idea on where he is... or sit and wait for me to make his screams loud enough for you to hear'.

Holding Cells

Brennan woke up, with a bad head ache and scrunched his eyes to look about the room, but it didn't take long for him to realise he was still in the holding cell. He grunted as a pain shot through his head and neck.

Derek was starting to rise, and stopped half way on his elbow, feeling behind his neck. He looked at Brennan and Brennan nodded, signalling he had gotten the same also.

"We're still here?".

Brennan nodded his head, and decided a second later to lie back down, since his head was spinning and he suddenly felt sick. he shifted constantly, trying to find an unknown comfy spot on the floor, but found none.

Derek sat down again, nearer to Brennan. "... thank you". Brennan stopped moving about and looked at the man sitting 3 feet from him, "Why?"

"You didn't tell them my name... but it only brought you more trouble. Just call me Rick ok... you shouldn't have took that beating for me, and I'll make sure next time you don't have to".

Brennan sighed, "We need to stick together in here. No matter what 'Rick'. Don't tell them any thing. Nothing at all and they wont have any thing on us".

Derek nodded, "alright... is your head ok". Brennan nodded after a few seconds of shifting the binds that had been tightened even more and replaced back behind his back. Suddenly he sat up straight, "how did you know my head hurt". Derek gave a small laugh, "I saw the agent that knocked you out, and made sure he got the same. He gave you a really hard knock on the head with his gun. almost shot you but decided against it. He knew his boss wouldn't be too happy".

Brennan shared a small laugh but his own thoughts wondered about what Derek had just said, ' Guns... Eckhart never tells his guards to use guns... there must be some one else leading the shots 'with' Eckhart... he'd never take the back seat'.

the door opened and Creed entered the room again. he gave Brennan a dead stare before signalling for the rest of the agents to come in. Derek stared at each one of them, and laughed lowly when he saw the agent that had tried to run at him and only received his foot to his chin.

When each wall had at least 3 agents to a side, Creed walked towards Brennan and dragged him up off the floor. Brennan growled in anger as he swayed on his feet. The knock to the head must have done some thing. Creed just tightened his grip on Brennan, until an agent came behind Brennan and checked his binds. Brennan felt the binds tug viciously at his wrists and held back a small groan of pain. Finally the agent stopped tugging and Brennan heard a struggle of some thing behind him and could only imagine them getting Derek up for his check. When it was done the agent returned back to Creeds side as Creed shoved Brennan back into Derek, knocking them both to the floor.

Brennan sat up and grinned at Creed, "wow...is he house trained as well". A near by agent smacked him across the face, and that agent quickly got a kick from Derek. before the past repeated its self, Creed held up his hand, and the agents lost their weapons that had been out seconds ago.

"There is no need for such things. Come with us with out a struggle and you shall not be harmed any further". Some agents had now moved in on Derek and Brennan, but the way Brennan's head was throbbing now... he didn't really care.

Derek tensed as more agents started to crowd around him. "I suggest my friend, that you do not only think about your self, but MR Mulwray. Your actions have consequences on him also... as his do to you".

Derek only needed to take one look at Brennan to realise, there was some thing wrong. The agents would take advantage of that, and give him more injuries if he did any thing. finally he nodded and the agents quickly scooped him up in a tense hold. Brennan had the same done and they were both shoved out the room, into a broad and long corridor that seemed only decorated in blue and black.

They seemed to go left one minute and right the next.
after so may turns and twists Brennan and Derek both lost their sense of direction, and were forced onwards. After a few minute more of walking, they stopped at a door. It automatically opened and they were pushed in, still being held by the agents.
The room looked like a weird lab, and Brennan quickly gulped, knowing what was coming next. They were both shoved towards separate tables were a small fight quickly broke out as the agents tried to tie both men down.

Both Brennan and Derek's strength had dwindled with in the hours they had been there and were quickly over powered and the binds that were on the table, were quickly put into place. Derek gave them a few tugs before realising how strong the metal was and gave up.

Eckhart entered about 2 minutes later, smiling down on the two people that refused to show any shiver had passed through them when those eyes had hit them.

" Well, I see Mr Creed has been very... gentle with the two of you... all the better". A young doctor, came in, looking around 23, before coming to Brennan's table and started to check his head. Cleaning the wound and putting some cream on it which he said to Eckhart, would help stop infection. The doctor left with out another glance at them, and another, far more older, about 43, took his place in the room. Brennan didn't think it that strange that the man stood just like the GSA agents did... especially in front of Eckhart.

Eckhart made sure to position him self so both Brennan and Derek could see him, before continuing.

"now, you both are going to be asked a series of questions. Should either of you fail to answer, Mr Creed will find his own little way to make you. And Mr Mulwray, if you try to use your electricity, just to warn you, your friend over there will get shocked as well". He finished with a smirk, and Brennan quickly struggled to hide his, which Eckhart too for a scowl.

Eckhart turned his back to the room and walked towards the door, "Mr Creed, you can take the lead role from here. you have been given your instructions... let the questioning begin".

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