Hey all, Captain here with another update for 'Rise of the Hybrids' which will probably be the last one for a while since I start my winterim class tomorrow and then once it's done school starts up again. I introduce a new OC this chapter and we get a little more to some of the characters. So let's get to the chapter.
Warning: language and violence present.
Bold- TV/Radio/PA Systems/Megaphones etc.
Italics-Thoughts/Letters/Flashbacks/Pokemon and Human conversation through thought
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David was pushing the Humvee as fast as it could go. He, Rein, Dameon and Michka just barely escaped the military facility and it was only a matter of time before they would be hunted down. The vehicle they were in would be easily identified by the local authorities and it would be able to be tracked down. Briefly breaking away from his thoughts, he looked in the rearview mirror to check on his friends.
"Hey, are you all doing okay back there?" David asked.
"I'm okay, but my shin hurts like hell." Michka replied.
"I'm fine, but now I'm bored." Rein answered.
Dameon was still out cold from being shot earlier and didn't respond. His healing factor stitched him up so he should be fine. David nodded when he heard the status of his comrades and returned his focus to his earlier thoughts. Glancing around and taking a look at the terrain he saw nothing but clear skies and desert in every direction. He cursed and began hoping that they would come across a rest area to switch cars otherwise they would have to try and survive in the desert which would be impossible in their condition.
"Hey, keep your eyes open for any possible rest stops." David said.
"What for?" Rein asked.
"We'll have to change vehicles soon or else we'll have to bail and try to walk through the desert."
"Why can't we stick with this one?"
"It's being tracked."
"How's it being tracked exactly?" Michka asked.
"It's a government owned vehicle, so it has LoJack. With that they can track us while we're in the car."
Rein crossed her arms in a pout. Her mind clicked as she thought of an idea.
"Why don't we just take out the LoJack thingy? Then those fuckers won't be able to track us." Rein suggested.
"Even if we take it out they'll be able to identify the vehicle. They'll most likely have the authorities looking for us in and they probably gave them the license plate number for the Humvee." David replied.
"Motherfucker."
Rein resumed her pouting as her idea was shot down. Michka sighed and rubbed her head as she began to follow David's request to search for any rest stops. She glanced back at Dameon to check on him. He was still unconscious from his injuries and it appeared that he would be out for quite some time. She smiled to herself as she thought back to him offering her to tag along with him, David and Rein. She also remembered how he went out of his way to carry her to safety after she was shot.
"Thanks for helping me, Dameon. I definitely owe you for getting me out of there." Michka thought.
Michka reached for her bag and opened it to take a look at the files she stole from Langdon's office. She didn't have as much time as she liked to look at them earlier but now since they were in the middle of nowhere searching for rest stop, she found some time to take another look. Her hands picked up the first file she touched and opened it up. Inside the file were a folded map, sheets of paper stapled together and photos. As Michka looked through the file, Rein had taken an interest in it as well.
"What's that?" Rein asked, nodding at the file.
"Before Dameon and I met up with you and Dave, we infiltrated Langdon's office and I knicked this. It's a file containing information on the A-Gene studies." Michka answered.
"Can I take a look?"
"When I'm finished with it, sure," Michka replied. "But now I'm busy collecting information on how far the United States has come with the A-Gene studies."
When those words left Michka's lips, David's eyes glanced up at the rearview mirror again. He never asked Michka what she was doing in the United States in the first place. When he first met her he just thought she was another A-Gene wielder that was captured and brought against her will. Now he was suspicious of Michka when she said that she was searching for information on the progress the United States made.
"Michka, what is it you said you did?" David asked.
"Didn't I tell you?" Michka asked, looking up.
"No, you didn't. What do you mean you're here to get information?"
"Why does it matter?"
David pulled the Humvee off the side of the road and stopped the vehicle. He turned the Humvee off and turned around in his seat to talk with Michka. If this was going where he thought, then it would be unpleasant. Rein and Michka gave David a confused look as to why he stopped the Humvee.
"What's wrong?" Michka asked.
"Michka, I'm going to ask you one time and all I ask is that you tell me the truth. You owe me that much after I helped you escape from that hell hole." David said.
"Okay."
"What government do you work for?"
"What do you mean?"
"Michka, I'm not stupid. Which government sent you?"
Michka fell silent and bit her tongue. David had figured it out and now she felt a little uncomfortable with answering.
"Alright, you're right." Michka said. "My name is Michka Kasei Morré. I'm from a small town in the Hoenn Region, Verdanturf."
"I see. Now why did the Hoenn Government send you here of all places to search for the progress made in the A-Gene studies?" David asked.
"I was just sent here to relay information back to my government. I'm not the only agent in the field that's searching for evidence on the A-Gene."
"So there are more agents here in the United States?"
"I was the only agent sent from my government. They chose a handful of the best agents and sent them everywhere. Although I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they did send another agent here. Before I was captured by Seishiro, I was in frequent contact with my government. Since I haven't talked to them in weeks, they probably think I'm dead."
David's face was one of shock and then anger. He dragged a hand down his face and stepped out of the Humvee. He slammed the door and glared at Michka through the window as he paced the alongside the Humvee. Michka was confused as to why David was angry and decided to step out to converse with him. She sighed and closed the file, setting it back in her bag. She exited the vehicle and leaned against it as she waited for David to calm down a little bit.
"Michka, tell me that you're not going to send that over to your government." David said.
"I will. David, I have an obligation to fulfill by doing what my government tells me." Michka replied calmly.
"Michka, you can't send them that information! If you do, you're going to create a bigger shitstorm than we're already in!"
"Excuse me? How can I possibly add to this giant clusterfuck?"
David stopped and turned to Michka with an incredulous look on his face. He shook his head and scoffed at her. He once believed everything his government told him and he personally executed some of their operations to ensure that their goals were accomplished. Ever since he was locked up in the base, he felt betrayed and knew that everything they did was corrupt and it took him a long time to figure it out. Part of him was just in denial at first but now that feeling was gone.
"And you seriously believe what they tell you?" David sneered.
"The Hoenn Government hasn't had any success with the A-Gene, but they're trying to stop the creation of the super soldiers!" Michka retorted.
"Bullshit! They're going to take that information and use it to create them!"
"How can you be so sure, huh!?"
David swore loudly and covered his fist in searing flames. He gave the hardest punch he could and shattered the driver's side window. The violent action put Michka on edge and she had her hand resting on her Pokeball ready to release Terran should things get ugly. David let his hand hang by his side as blood dripped from his knuckles.
"Michka, look what they did to me and Black! We proudly served our country for years and you know what we got as thanks? We were stabbed in the back, captured and left in the hands of scientists to torture us! Now what the hell do you think they're going to do to you if you send that information to them?" David yelled.
"They know I have the A-Gene and they haven't tried anything on me yet. So how do explain that?" Michka challenged.
"Because they're fucking using you! The minute you give them what they want they'll silence you!"
"I refuse to believe that. Our governments have different views and mine is one peacekeeping."
"Michka, don't you see what's happening to the world with this discovery?"
"I'm sure you're going to tell me anyway, so humor me."
The door to the Humvee opened and Dameon stumbled out. He took a deep breath as he took in his surroundings. He closed the door and used the Humvee as support to stand upright. His legs gave out and he collapsed against the tire. He was woken up by Michka and David's fight and he had been thinking on how to diffuse the conflict.
"Both of you need to shut the hell up!" Rein shouted from the window.
"Put a cork in it!" David shot back.
"Why don't you say that to my face, Jarhead?"
"I just did! Now shut up!"
Dameon had enough of the bickering and reached his hand up to Michka's waist. He grabbed the grip of the pistol she had and yanked the gun free from her shorts. Turning the safety off, he fired three shots in the air. The shouting ceased as David, Michka and Rein ducked for cover. Dameon gave an exasperated sigh as he turned to his cohorts.
"Now that I have your attention, shut the fuck up!" Dameon said, getting to his feet. "In case you've all forgotten, we're still being tracked and sitting here bitching at each other is not helping us with our top priority!"
"Black, do you even know what Michka's going to do with those files she stole from the base?" David replied.
"I do, Dave. Now let me explain something here."
"Please do!" Rein demanded.
"Michka, I'm in the same boat as Dave. You cannot give that information out."
"Dameon, I know you think that this will cause an insurrection but you have to trust me." Michka replied.
Dameon rolled his eyes as he tried to think of something to say to counter Michka's statement.
"Michka, take a look at the world right now. The A-Gene is the one thing every military is after. If you want an analogy of what I'm trying to explain, let me ask you this. Did you ever learn about the Cold War growing up? The United States and the Soviet Union were in a nuclear arms race. You've got two superpowers with different governments. The United States is a capitalist government and the Soviet Union is one of communism. Do you know what Russia did to get information on how to make those atomic and hydrogen bombs?" Dameon explained.
"Well the answer is obviously espionage, but what the hell does that have to do with anything?" Rein replied.
"What he's saying is that we're in another Cold War, but the only difference is that we're in a race to create a super soldier this time instead of nuclear weapons. The bigger threat is that this time instead of two governments you've got more than a dozen." David answered.
"That's right, and granted that other governments are no doubt testing, it leads to the main question. Who will be the first to reach success?"
"So you're telling me that if I send this I'll be painting a bullseye on the United States to become the head target for the search on the studies?" Michka asked.
"Precisely. Most of the world hates the United States and the minute they see something that can benefit them to overpower the United States, they'll be foaming at the mouth to get it and be top dog."
Michka took her hand off Terran's Pokeball as she decided it wouldn't be necessary to summon him. She glanced at her bag and then looked between David and Dameon. In a way she could understand them but she just felt that it was unlikely that the United States would be the main target.
"Look I understand where you guys are coming from, trust me. But don't you think you're being arrogant by saying the United States is the top dog?" Michka asked.
"That's because it is. Granted our government is filled with power hungry retards and we're in shit so deep with our debt that we can't see over the damn pile, it's a country of opportunity. This brings us back to the Cold War again. The two most powerful countries were the United States and Russia. If anyone tried to pick a fight with us back then we'd fuck them up, plain and simple." David said.
"Guess that's true."
"Michka, all I ask is that you don't do that. This will only escalate the problem. I'm willing to bet every government that has their money in the super soldier race has agents conducting espionage. There'll be agents in your government as well and the minute you hand that over, they'll be all over that." Dameon said.
Michka crossed her arms as she let Dameon and David's words sink into her. They brought up a couple of points with the explanation but she still had a job to do. She knew the director of the agency that sent her personally and he was the only guy she gave the information to. The only way that the information could be intercepted was if someone he was directly affiliated with got their hands on it and there was very few who had that privilege.
"Well what if I was to tell you that I'm only sending the information to the director of our security agency personally? He's the only one that sees the progress I've found." Michka said.
"That's out of the question. The minute he gets it, it'll go straight up the chain of command and that's when all hell will break loose." Dameon said.
"So where does this leave us then?"
"Basically the minute we get anywhere where you can send that information, we'll be watching your every move." David replied.
With that, David climbed back into the Humvee and started it up again. They had wasted precious time with their argument and were losing their window of escaping detection. Dameon got into the front seat alongside David and Michka sat in her seat reading the information again. She would have to be careful with getting the information sent out to her government now that Dameon and David were going to be keeping surveillance on her. Cursing under her breath, she returned to the page she was on before the fight started.
The Humvee soared down the road again and everyone remained silent. The fight had left the tension high and everyone was almost afraid to say anything in fear of starting another fight. Now was not the time to fight and if they did, it would lead to them being captured once again. Everyone was occupying themselves with a trivial task to prevent interacting with each other. David kept his focus on driving and looking out for a possible rest stop or any form of a moving vehicle. Dameon's thoughts drifted back to Chelsea and then to his father. Rein closed her eyes to take a nap and Michka continued observing the information she stole. Michka turned another page and came across a list with pictures of people that had a lot of notes by their profile.
"Hey, there's a list in here." Michka said.
"A list of what?" David replied.
"I think it's a list of people that they located that have the A-Gene. It would make sense because when I look at the map that was in here, it has numbers located all over the place and the numbers match with the people in the profile."
Michka's eyes went down from one name to the next as she located each one on the map. Upon further investigation she noticed that there were multiple markings on the map as well as the page. It would have a question mark, an x, a circle or a check. As she retraced her steps she finally was able to conclude the status of the people on the list.
"Okay, here's the bad news. The people on the list here are marked on the map with a question mark, an x, a circle, or a check. The marks are on the profiles of the people who are listed." Michka informed.
"So what does each mark stand for?" Dameon asked, glancing back.
"This is my belief. The x stands for terminated, the question mark stands for either a possible area of said target or their last known spot, the circle stands for the area where the target definitely is, and the check signals capture."
"Are we in there?" Rein asked.
"Yes we are."
"What does it say about us?"
"David Randall Montes, captured. Reinforce Yukimura, captured. Michka Kasei Morré, captured. Dameon Ross Blackburn, captured."
Michka sighed and rubbed her eyes in exhaustion. Dameon, David and Rein remained silent after Michka listed off their names. Getting curious, Dameon turned back to Michka.
"What's the ratio of the marks on the map?" Dameon requested.
"Uh, there are a lot of circles and checks. There's also a fair amount of x marks too." Michka answered.
"Where are most of the circles located?"
"There's a couple in Kansas, New York and Texas. There's one in Minnesota, South Carolina and Oregon, too."
David cursed as he heard each of the locations Michka said. It was like a sick game of hunting and the only way to survive was to run. Those that were in circled locations had absolutely no idea that they were being monitored and would eventually be captured if they weren't informed.
"Who is it that was listed in the Kansas area?" David asked.
"There are only two names that I'm seeing here. A male named Dean Hartsock and a female by the name of Katherine Terrine." Michka replied.
"Shit, Black, they've got Dean in their crosshairs."
"Shit," Dameon muttered, running a hand through his hair.
"Hey, look!" Rein exclaimed, pointing out the window. "There's a gas station right up there!"
Sure enough, there was a BP gas station in the distance. It didn't look as though there were any cars in the parking lot, but at least they had an area of interest to acquire one. David glanced back at Rein with a smirk.
"Good hunting, kid." David said.
David pulled into the gas station and came to a stop beside a set of pumps. They had to come up with a plan to get a car and avoid drawing attention to themselves. The only problem was that they would end up drawing attention with the plan that David had devised.
"Okay, before we do anything, here's the plan," David said, turning to look at them with a serious expression.
"Spill it, Jarhead," Rein said, rolling her eyes.
"Just like we did at the base. Follow mine and Black's every move and do as we tell you."
"So what's the plan?" Michka asked.
"We're going to commandeer a car and get to one of our hideouts." Dameon said.
"You guys have hideouts?" Rein asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Standard safety protocol for us. We have hidden areas that the government doesn't know about."
Rein shrugged at the answer she received. She wasn't going to question the plan since Dameon and David had kept her alive so far and they obviously knew what they were doing.
"Let's go into the gas station and wait for a car to come. We can start getting some things to eat and drink while we wait," David said, walking to the building.
The four of them got out of the Humvee and made their way to the building. Once they entered, Michka and Rein went to look around for whatever snacks they wanted to eat. David was glancing around and trying to locate each of the cameras. Dameon was keeping an eye out for any vehicles that would pull in while simultaneously looking at the television that was mounted on the wall. He was hoping that the authorities weren't looking for them just yet and the only way to find out was to watch the screen. David walked up behind Dameon and leaned in a little bit.
"There are four cameras in here and three outside. There's only one guy working, but he'll be able to identify us." David whispered.
"What are you thinking?" Dameon replied.
"I think we should subdue him and hide him so he can't alert the authorities when we try to jack a car."
"Alright, make it happen."
David nodded and walked over to Rein and Michka to explain the plan. Dameon continued keeping his focus outside and on the TV. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Rein sauntering up to the counter and he was beginning to wonder what David told her to do. Rein got against the counter and leaned forward with a flirtatious grin. The clerk looked up at Rein and smirked back.
"How can I help you?" The clerk asked.
"I need to use the bathroom. Can I borrow the bathroom key, cutie?" Rein asked.
"Sure, hang on a minute."
The clerk fumbled under the counter and the keys jingled as he handed them to Rein. She gave him a wink and waltzed over to the door with a swing in her hips. Her tantalizing performance was enough to have the clerk's gaze linger longer. He continued watching Rein until she was out of sight. He resumed lounging back in the chair as he waited for Dameon, David and Michka to purchase their things. Rein came back moments later and stood in the entranceway.
"Hey sexy, do you think you can help me unlock the door? The key doesn't want to turn for me." Rein said.
"I'll be right there," the clerk nodded.
The clerk stood up and followed Rein out the door. David smirked as Rein managed to lure the clerk away and he made his way behind the counter. His eyes fell on the surveillance footage. He could see each of the cameras and he located Rein and the clerk walking around the outside. Michka came over to the monitors to see how Rein would eventually subdue the clerk. What they saw take place was both clever and brutal.
Rein had given the keys to the clerk so he could open the door. He turned his back to herr and inserted the key into the lock. Just as he was about to turn it, Rein decided to distract him to carry out her plan. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed herself against his back. The clerk froze in surprise at Rein's suggestive gesture. Rein smirked to herself and moved her mouth close to his ear.
"Why don't you open that door and we can have some fun?" Rein whispered.
"Heh, you're definitely a forward chick aren't you?" The clerk asked.
"You're about to find out, big boy."
The clerk unlocked the door and was about to open it, but that wasn't going to happen. As soon as the clerk unlocked the door, Rein grabbed the back of his head and drove it into the door as hard as she could. A loud thump sounded as the clerk's head smashed into the door. He fell to the ground out cold with a bruise now forming on his head. Rein opened the door and dragged the clerk inside to hide him.
"That girl has some serious issues," David muttered, shaking his head as he walked over to Dameon.
Dameon changed the channel as David and Michka came over to him. He had been checking news stations to see if there was any news about their escape. So far he didn't have any luck with finding anything but he had the feeling that would find something soon. He changed the channel again and came across another local news station.
"Breaking news this hour, we've received reports from local authorities about four prisoners that escaped from a maximum security prison in Lincoln County. Residents are advised not to engage as they are considered highly dangerous. If you see them, contact your local authorities. The photos we are about to show you are the suspects you should be watching out for," the woman said before the camera transitioned to four pictures.
The pictures went from left to right and gave the names. Dameon Ross Blackburn, David Randall Montes, Michka Kasei Morré and Reinforce Yukimura. Dameon let a sigh escape him as they now had an additional challenge. The state knew they were convicts now but he wasn't sure how many states were put on the lookout for them. None of them noticed Rein had come back up behind them. She looked at their photos on the TV and scoffed.
"Man! Those fuckers couldn't even give the common courtesy to get my good side? That's not even a good picture of me!" Rein said, crossing her arms.
"Alright, we've finally been compromised. We need to get ready to move soon. Rein, did you tie up that clerk?" David said.
"Yeah, he's not going anywhere."
"Okay, good. Black, Michka, we need to get the guns from the Humvee. We'll wait for someone to pull up in a car and we'll ambush them there."
"Sounds good." Michka said with a nod.
"Here you go, Michka," Dameon said, handing her the pistol he plucked from her earlier.
"You brought that in here and the clerk didn't notice?"
"I had it hidden under my shirt."
Michka shrugged it off and took the pistol back from Dameon. Dameon exited the building and hustled over to the Humvee to retrieve the rifles. Opening the door, he grabbed the long black weapons and slung one of them on his shoulder as he held the other. He kicked the door shut and hurried back into the store. He whistled at David and tossed the rifle at him. David caught the rifle and slung it on his shoulder.
"Michka, you'll have to initiate the ambush. You've got a smaller firearm and can conceal it. Once you've got them at gunpoint, Black and I will come and back you up." David said.
"Whatever works, Dave. Let's just hope that a car comes by soon." Michka replied.
"While we're waiting, we should stock up on some food. Rein, go find a garbage bag and start cramming it with food and drinks," Dameon said, turning to the younger girl.
"Man, you all get the fun job," Rein grumbled, trudging off to the counter.
While Rein began occupying herself with stealing food, Dameon, David and Michka kept a lookout for any vehicles. All of them were beginning to get nervous and started to contemplate to just using the Humvee for a little longer. Michka frowned and stepped out of the building and knelt down. She pressed her palm to the ground and closed her eyes to try and detect any vibrations in the ground. She didn't feel anything at first but then a faint pulse reached her. Michka began to heighten her senses as best as she could to increase the range. This time, she felt a couple more vibrations and she could make out at least two vehicles.
"We've got two cars coming towards us right now. Get ready." Michka said.
She tucked the gun into her shorts and pulled her hoodie over it. David motioned for Rein to get out of sight as he and Dameon hid to the side of the wall. They both kept an eye on Michka to make sure she would be able to handle the situation. She was sitting in the driver's side of the Humvee with the door open to keep a low profile. Two vehicles pulled into the parking lot and up to the pumps. One was a Ford pickup truck and the other was a Dodge Charger. Michka glanced out of the door and saw the people she was going up against.
There were only two of them. The one in the pickup was a teenage boy and the other was a very muscular man. Michka nodded to herself as she chose her target. She stepped out of the Humvee and closed the door. She walked over to the man by the car and had her hand resting by the grip of the pistol. The man turned around and saw Michka staring at him. He grinned at her and leaned on his car.
"Well what can I do you for, baby?" The man asked.
"You can start by giving me your car." Michka replied.
"Whoa now. I'll take you for a ride, but I am not letting you drive."
"I said, give me your car."
"Tell you what. If you go for a ride with me I'll let you drive it for a bit."
"You don't get it, do you? Give me your car, or I'll take it from you!"
"Okay, look bitch, you best get out of here before I slap you."
Michka's eye twitched at his comment and she pulled out the gun while he had his back turned. She cocked the gun and aimed at the back of the man's head. The man froze and turned around to see Michka pointing the gun at him. He held up his hands and a smirk formed on his face.
"That's not a suggestion. Do it or I'll shoot you." Michka sneered.
"Girl, you ain't going to shoot no one," the man said, taking a step forward. "Now really, put the fucking gun down."
"You should listen to the lady, bro," David said, walking over to them with his rifle raised.
"Oh? And who the hell are you?"
"Don't worry about it. Just do as we say and maybe this won't end badly for you."
"You don't have the guts to pull the trigger, kid. You also have a witness that will see everything here."
David glanced out of the corner of his eye and could see the man by the pickup truck looking at them with surprise. He cursed as he hoped Dameon would take care of him soon so he wouldn't alert the police. Turning his gaze back to the man in front of him, he was a little surprised to see him start walking towards them.
"Stop or I will shoot!" David warned.
"I call bullshit on that," the man replied, continuing his walk.
Bang! Michka fired one round at the man's feet in warning. David shook his head in disappointment with Michka's action. During his time in the military, he and Dameon were always told shoot to kill. There were no warning shots in situations like this.
"Lady, I'll deal with you once I take out this guy here." The man sneered.
"Hey, dude," David said, gaining the man's attention. "I don't fuck around man. You take another step and I will blow you away."
The man just grinned and started to take a step. Bang! The man hit the ground writhing in pain as David's shot hit him directly in the shoulder. Michka turned to David in shock that he shot an unarmed man. He returned her stare before walking over to the downed man. The man looked up at David with fear and screamed in pain as he pressed his foot on the wound.
"I warned you." David said.
While David and Michka were busy with the man David just shot, Dameon made his way to the other civilian that climbed back into his truck. He was pulling out his cell phone and beginning to dial the police. Dameon cursed and bolted to the door and smashed the window open with the rifle. The teen dropped the phone in surprise and raised his hands up in surrender. Dameon had the rifle aiming at the teen and he brought back his commanding voice that he used when he was in the military.
"Get out of the car, now!" Dameon yelled.
"Please don't kill me man, I'm just a kid," the teen replied, shaking badly.
"I said get out of the car!"
Dameon opened the door and grabbed the teen by the scruff of his neck and threw him to the ground. He kept aiming the rifle at the teen to keep control of the situation. He ordered the teen to his feet and to put his hands on his head. Dameon walked up and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck once again, keeping the barrel of the rifle against his back. He glanced over at David and Michka to see that they had their target subdued and were making their way to the restroom.
"Rein, get out here with the key!" Michka hollered.
Rein appeared seconds later holding the bathroom key. She had a bummed out look on her face since she didn't get to partake in the action. She hustled over to the door and opened it so Dameon and David could usher their hostages into the bathroom. Once both of them were in the bathroom they got down on their knees. David and Dameon looked at each other and nodded. They brought back the rifles and looked down at the two men.
"Sorry about this kid. It's nothing personal, but we just need to borrow your cars for a bit." Dameon apologized.
With that being said, David and Dameon knocked both of the men out with a hit to the face. They departed the bathroom and Rein locked the door. Their task was completed and all they had to do now was get out of there immediately.
"Michka, Rein, go get the supplies from the store. Dave, choose the car you want." Dameon instructed.
David ran back to the sports car and got in the driver's seat. Dameon went back to the Humvee and began searching for the files inside Michka's bag. He found them and hurried back over to David. He handed David the files and he placed them under the seat of the car. Rein and Michka came out of the store holding two garbage bags filled with beverages and snacks.
"Hustle up!" David barked.
"Dave, take Michka and Rein to my hideout. You know where it is right?" Dameon said.
"Yeah, I do. But where are you going?"
"I'm heading back to Oklahoma. I need to be sure my old man is okay and I want to…"
"Okay, you don't have to explain any further, bro. I'll head to your safe house and meet you there."
Dameon clapped David on the shoulder and gave a small smile. He clapped his hands as he looked at Rein. She tossed him one of the garbage bags and he caught it. Dameon nodded at her in thanks and turned on his heel and went to the truck. He climbed in and set the rifle and bag in the back. The engine roared to life and he began to roll out of the parking lot. He turned back to Michka, Rein and David to bid farewell. Rein and Michka looked confused at his sudden departure. Dameon gave a two fingered wave before accelerating out of the parking lot and down the road.
"Where's he going?" Rein asked, watching Dameon's truck disappear in the distance.
"Black's got some unfinished business. He's going to meet us at his safe house." David replied.
"How long will he be gone?" Michka asked.
"Don't know, but he'll be back."
David started the car after Rein and Michka climbed in. They set the bag of goodies in the backseat with Rein. Michka and Rein slammed the doors to the car and the engine roared to life. David felt a large grin spread across his face. He always wanted to drive the Dodge Charger and now that he had the luxury, he would enjoy it to the max. Shifting the gears to drive, he slammed down on the accelerator and the tires gave a loud screech as the car sped out of the parking lot. He turned to grin at his two companions.
"We made it, guys. It'll take them a while before they find us now." David said.
"Great, now shut up. I'm trying to get some sleep," Rein grunted, leaning back.
"Dave, where are those files?" Michka asked.
"Under my seat."
He reached under the seat and pulled out the files. Michka took them and opened them once again to continue her search for all the key information.
Langdon was sitting in his office. Standing in front of him was Seishiro Tokugawa and Bill Harding. He called them both into his office after he went through all of his files to determine what Michka and Dameon had snatched from him. They currently possessed some of the most critical data that was acquired through the years. They had taken the list of their targets along with the map that revealed their locations, the data about the DNA progress with the A-Gene and locations of other facilities that were working with the A-Gene. To say that Langdon was mad was an understatement. He was absolutely furious.
His hands were folded in front of his chin as he leveled Seishiro and Bill with a glare. He wanted nothing more than to kill the two in front of him, but it would be pointless. They were his strongest men and he needed them to carry out some tasks. Langdon leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette. He took a long drag and blew out a stream of smoke.
"Seishiro, Bill, what can you say to me right now to prevent me from killing you both where you stand?" Langdon asked.
"Sir, I recall you saying that Seishiro, Amiko and I were the strongest members at your disposal. So it just seems irrational to lose some of your best assets." Bill replied.
"True, but that's not enough. You've got to do better than that if you want to convince me."
"Colonel Gardner, you will need Bill and me in order to carry out your tasks. With those four A-Gene users that escaped, we're your best bet of either eliminating them or capturing them again." Seishiro said.
"Well said."
Langdon pulled out his MK23 and fired two shots. Both Seishiro and Bill fell to the ground in pain. He shot Bill in the shoulder and he shot Seishiro in the thigh. His eyes bore into the two before him as they dealt with the pain.
"Consider this your first and only warning. You pull another stunt like this again and I will kill both of you, no matter how valuable of an asset you may be to me. Do I make myself clear?" Langdon sneered.
"Yes, sir!" Seishiro and Bill replied.
"Get yourselves cleaned up and standby for any possible missions."
Seishiro and Bill gave a salute and limped out of the room. Amiko entered as they left and Langdon's mood became even worse. All he wanted to do right now was try to calm down but with Amiko's appearance, she made his blood pressure rise. He took his cigarette out of his mouth and rested it in the ash tray. Shedding his duster and his shirt, he walked over to one of the cabinets to search for tissues and rubbing alcohol to clean the cuts he received from the explosion. He heard Amiko close the door behind him and was doing everything in his power to remain calm.
"Well, well, I must say that for a man who's almost forty, you're definitely sexy without a shirt on." Amiko smirked.
"What do you want?" Langdon asked pulling out the items he was searching for.
"Just to talk with you for a minute and give you an update about our four escaped A-Gene users."
Langdon grunted in response and sat back down to start cleaning his cuts. Amiko went to the front of his desk and leaned forward on it, displaying a fair amount of cleavage. She clicked her tongue when Langdon didn't take the bait and decided to get on with the information he was looking for.
"That QRF that you sent out after them found the Humvee that they used since it had LoJack. They also found some civilians locked in the bathroom of the gas station." Amiko informed.
"What did the civilians tell you?" Langdon asked.
"Nothing of much use, but they did give us a positive ID that the people who locked them up were our friends that escaped a while ago."
"This is proving to be pointless with your information, Amiko. Either give me something good or get out of my sight."
"Well we did send out the message for law enforcement to be on the lookout for them and we also managed to obtain the license plates of the cars they stole from the civilians they locked up."
Langdon took another drag of his cigarette and leaned back in his chair. He rubbed his eyes and puffed out some more smoke as he processed what Amiko said. At least they had a start to tracking down Dameon, David, Michka and Rein but it wouldn't be enough. The best thing to do would be to try and anticipate their next move. Langdon had an idea of what Dameon and David would do next. He remembered the marked map and if his hunch was right, they would most likely head to Kansas and try to meet up with Dean.
"Fine, at least you've got a lead but that's not going to last long. By the time we find those vehicles they'll be long gone and in possession of a new one." Langdon said.
Amiko rolled her eyes at Langdon's response. She gave a stretch and walked around the desk. She plopped down in Langdon's lap and rested her hands on his shoulders. Langdon's face expression didn't change as she tried to get a reaction out of him with her flirting. He puffed out another stream of smoke into her face. Amiko gave a playful moan and dragged her hand down his chest.
"Oh, you naughty guy," she teased, giving him a sultry grin.
There was a click as Langdon cocked his MK23 and aimed the barrel at Amiko's stomach. His eyes narrowed in annoyance as he prodded the gun in her stomach again.
"You've got three seconds to get off of me before I end you." Langdon hissed.
"You really need to lighten up, stud. Usually men would jump at the chance to get with this," Amiko replied, gesturing to her body.
"I'm not any other man. Unlike most of these brain-dead imbeciles, I have priorities and goals to reach. Getting frisky with you is the last thing on my mind."
"Fine, fine. If you want something done, just call me. Although I should tell you that your attitude is a turn on for me."
With that being said, Amiko left the room and closed the door behind her. Langdon rubbed his eyes and blew out some more smoke. He extinguished his cigarette and rested it in the ash tray once again. He put his shirt back on along with his duster. After putting away the tissues and rubbing alcohol, he exited his office and locked the door. There was one thing he wanted to do.
Langdon arrived in another cell block that happened to be a floor down from the one that experienced the breakout. He wanted to check to see if one of the prisoners they recently caught was still in good condition for testing. He entered the doors and traversed down the walkway towards the cell. He finally came to a stop in front of another cell that contained a young woman that held the A-Gene.
The girl looked to be around seventeen years old and stood at five foot nine. The girl had light tanned skin, brown eyes and chocolate brown hair that were hidden under her headscarf. She was wearing a green loose long-sleeved shirt, black skinny jeans, and brow knee high boots. She turned to look at him and Langdon could see her eyes narrow into a harsh glare.
"It seems you're still going strong," Langdon said, crossing his arms. "That's good because you'll need to do extra work with the testing now."
"Did you lose some test subjects?" The girl shot back.
"Obviously I did. Otherwise I wouldn't be telling you now, would I?"
The girl scoffed and sat back on her mattress. Langdon glanced down at the food that they left for her and saw it was untouched. She wasn't eating and that would make her a weak test subject to continue on.
"You haven't touched your food, Reelah." Langdon said.
"Well I'm not going to eat it. I'm not going to be in any condition to do this testing so you won't be able to do anything to me!" Reelah snapped.
"It's unfortunate that you're letting such a nutritious meal go to waste where starving kids would kill to eat this. If you want to stop eating, go ahead. If you do become too weak for our studies then it's your own fault because we will eliminate you."
"You need as many of us as you can get to do this research you moron. Wasting me would be a stupid move on your end."
"On the contrary, we've got a plethora of test subjects at our disposal. Wasting you would be no skin off my nose at all."
To emphasize his point, Langdon pulled out his pistol and loaded it. He cocked the gun and pointed it at Reelah's head. He could see fear in her eyes and he smirked at how quiet she had become.
"I've killed all kinds of people before, Reelah. Taking the life of a young teenage girl will just be a normal day for me. Now I suggest you eat up because if I don't kill you, then the testing will. Either way, I win." Langdon said.
"You sick bastard. When I get out of here, I'll kill you!" Reelah stated, walking over to the bars.
"Reelah, you're not capable of killing me. Even without that collar on to neutralize your powers you can't do shit without your Pokémon. So I don't know who you're trying to fool here."
"Shut up, I don't need my Pokémon to…"
Reelah was cut off as she felt a force holding her tongue. It felt as though two fingers had gripped it and pulled it out of her mouth. She tried to speak but found it impossible to do so. She started hovering in the air a little bit and tried to struggle free. Glancing up, she could see Langdon's eyes glowing a dark blue as he had his hands stretched out. One hand had his fingers pinched together and the other was open.
"Hold your tongue you ignorant girl." Langdon said.
With that being said, he released his hold on her tongue and gave a violent push with his hand. Reelah shot back into the wall with such force that it cracked behind her. She hit the ground coughing and sputtering for breath. Tears of pain began to build in her eyes from the brutal attack.
"I'm leaving now, Reelah. Make up your mind fast because if you don't do something now, you will die." Langdon said.
After saying what he wanted to say, Langdon departed the room.
Seishiro was up in his quarters after finishing his meeting in Langdon's office. He was relieved that Langdon decided to spare them of death, but he did punish them. In a twisted kind of way, Seishiro believed the punishment was just. As an assassin, he was not one for failing a mission and whenever he did, he made sure the proper penance was one of pain. His body was covered in various scars from fights past as well as self-inflicted wounds. Seishiro managed to clamp onto the bullet with the tweezers and pulled it out of his thigh. His wound quickly sealed shut after a few seconds, leaving a small scar behind.
Seishiro placed the tweezers and bullet on his desk and pulled out a knife. He could feel Valens stare upon him as he clutched the knife in his hand.
"Master Seishiro, what purpose does harming yourself bring?" Valens asked.
"It's a form of punishment I must deal to myself for failing something. I failed to stop those two A-Gene wielders from leaving and because of that, we've lost valuable information." Seishiro replied.
"You do know that you're not the only one that feels the pain, right?"
"I am aware of that."
Seishiro took the blade and dragged it across his arm slowly. Blood trickled down from the cut and began to stain his shirt and pants. He raised his shirt up a little bit and rested the blade on the side of his stomach. Seishiro pressed down and gave a long cut across. More blood oozed out of him and he dropped his shirt back down. He wiped the blade clean and rested it back on the desk. As he felt the blood continue its flow out of his cuts, he vowed that he wouldn't fail the next time he encountered Michka and Dameon. He had nothing against Dameon, his main target was Michka.
Her name alone made his fists clench as he remembered how she was able to go toe to toe with him in their fight. He caught her before and he was going to do it again, no matter what.
"I'll find you Michka and when I do, I'll bring you back. You will not escape me," Seishiro thought, as he leaned back in his chair.
Alright, that's the chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and that you will stay tuned to read more when I update again. I might be able to squeeze in one more update before my winterim ends but we'll see where it goes. Be sure to keep an eye on the stories that I have below and if you haven't sent in a second OC submission and would like to do so again, fill out the form and send it back to me. There are still types that haven't been applied for yet. Take it easy everybody, I hope you all enjoyed your holidays and I'll see you next time. -CaptainPrice
OCs Introduced:
Reelah Muhammed (FlyPandaBear)
Story Shoutouts: 1/6/13
"Time of Courage" by my good friend FiammaJoule: This story is becomming one of the new stories that contain people with Pokemon powers/souls. It's extremely interesting and the first chapter alone was enough to get my attention and I'm sure it will be of interest to a lot of you readers as well. The story revolves around a group of people known as S-Types that have the abilities of Pokemon and are being hunted down by the government. Michka Morre is the protagonist and it'll be great to watch her progress and grow to help lead the resistance against the government. (Recently Updated on 12/8/12)
"Elementals" by zombicidal-maniac: Elementals... humans that can use the abilities just like a Pokemon. Hunted by the government, they live in hiding. But as the world starts falling apart, they might just be the only ones who can stop it.
Grass-1
Fire-1
Water-0
Electric-3 (No more electric types are being taken.)
Flying-1
Dark-6 (No more dark types are being accepted. There are too many. I'm only going to take two more of these guys from the submitted ones I received.)
Poison-1
Dragon-0
Bug-2
Fighting-1
Rock-1
Ground-2
Steel-1
Ghost-2
Ice-1
Psychic-1
Normal-1