Disclaimer: I don't own doom, just the plot and some of the characters
A/N: Basically I suck. I'm really sorry to the reviewers and people who read the story that I didn't update, I just lost my passion for it though and I didn't want to force something out I would be unhappy with. Its nearing the closing and hopefully I can see it through to the end. Again I'm very sorry, Enjoy (also no beta, sorry for mistakes if you find them!)
When Syth first awoke she tried to gain her bearings before moving from the position on the ground. She went to pull her body forward but was jerked back and stared at her wrists in confusion. They were shackled to the wall with rusted chains and she narrowed her eyes in frustration. With no-way out, she chose to observe her surroundings instead. Glancing around the dimly lit room, she noticed her cage was shared with a few others. Adela was sitting next to her, her knees pulled up to her chest while her caramel eyes were glued to the man across from them. He was large; his hair shaved close to his head and deep green eyes studied the two. A soldier to the bone. Adela shuddered and Syth adjusted her position so she sat closer to the girl. Realizing she was awake, Adela began whispering quickly, updating Syth on what had transpired.
"They've taken Harpie away from us for some kind of questioning, and they whispered something about testing but I couldn't catch the rest. Brutus, Bullet and Reaper are across from us." Syth looked to her right and noticed in a similar prison the three men sat. They were all glaring into the cage, eyes glued to different people. Reaper was watching the man with cold, indifferent looks but his gaze never wavered while Brutus had his attention focused solely on Adela. She tried to smile back but couldn't muster the happiness to ease his worries. Bullet was slumped in the corner, still wounded and unconscious from the earlier attack he had suffered in Olduvai. Syth turned her face back to the soldier and she tilted her head, observing him with the same intensity he watched them with. Adela moved so she was sitting in front of Syth and began to speak, though no sound escaped her mouth.
"I'm going to pretend to be distraught and throw myself at you. I have a prototype of the ray incased in silver in my pocket. It can cut through the chains slowly and then if you can handle him, attack. Hold the chains until they both are cut so he doesn't realize what's going on." Syth blinked once giving her assent to the plan and Adela began to let her body shake. She forced tears to fall from her eyes and choked back the fake sobs she forced from her throat. Brute shifted in his cage in unease and threw himself against the bars, not having seen Adela's mouth and not knowing the plan. The soldier turned to Brute and smirked maliciously while Adela threw herself at Syth's body. She wrapped one arm around the woman's deep neck, the hand at the chains and buried her face in Syth's deep red hair. She had removed the ray discreetly when she moved forward and now clicked a small button to activate it. The red line appeared and excruciatingly slow started burning through the rusted chain. From the angle Brute had, he saw the line and finally realized what was happening. He continued to throw himself against the metal, creating a diversion to help his sister, Reaper tried to calm him down, not seeing what was happening in the other cage.
It seemed to help their cause though for the enemy in the cage with the girls chuckled loudly and stood, walking to the bars for a better view. Brute fought back against Reaper, pushing him away and throwing his fists towards him. Reaper blocked and ducked to avoid being hit, getting irate in the process. Adela sobbed loudly when one of the chains finally gave way and Syth kept hold of it to keep the impression of her being chained up. Tired of fighting against Brutus, Reaper shot an apologetic look towards Adela and brought his own fist back, landing his shot squarely on the other mans stomach. Brutus doubled over and coughed, having the wind knocked from him.
The soldier howled in laughter and turned around, ready to return to his seat. His eyes passed over the girls and though he seemed to lack intelligence, he was able to see a glimmer of the silver shaft in Adela's hand. Rushing forward, he grasped Adela by her ebony locks and yanked her back roughly. Syth struggled against her last chain trying to reach the terrified woman and lash out against the man. Brutus began throwing himself against the bars again and seeing his mistake Reaper joined him. The man smiled deliciously at the power he now held over the group and backed up more, returning to his seat and dragging Adela across the grimly floor. He placed her between his legs and used the other hand to press a button on a device he had on his belt.
He glanced back to the men and smirked as Reaper worked to pry the bars apart.
"Useless." His thick Russian accent broke out, stopping the man from his current task.
"What." Reaper growled back, feverishly going at the bars again.
"I said is useless." The Russian man leaned back into the wall behind him. "Is built against strength. I can't not escape either." Adela's eyes widen in shock at his words, realizing his implication. She was jolted from her thoughts by heavy footsteps echoing down the hall.
"They here." The soldier chuckled again, standing and pulling the specialist to her feet. The door swung open and Harpie was tossed carelessly into the cage, bruising apparent on her skin and blood leaking from her mouth. The two men who brought her reached for Adela and immediately the fighting started up. She tried to escape but was hoisted over one mans shoulder as all three left the cage, leaving no one to watch the group.
Harpie lay unconscious and Syth looked around to find something to destroy her last binding. She noticed on the other side of the room, the prototype lay forgotten. She moved as far from the wall as one arm would let her and tried stretching her long legs across the remaining space. It was utter failure. She turned her attention to the barely breathing Harpie and nudge the woman, trying to wake her.
"Get up Harpie." She commanded loudly, her voice filling the tense silence. Harpie groaned in pain but refused to move from the position.
"Please." Whispered Reaper, his eyes boring into her prone form. It was the lat voice though that woke her from her stupor.
"Ledell, please." Brutus' broken and damaged voice pleaded. Everyone was shocked into silence again. She rolled over and saw him spit a large amount of blood from his mouth, his hands massaging his now burning neck. She nodded and crawled to the silver casing, rolling it to Syth when she reached it. Syth grabbed it and quickly went to work, the room waiting in apprehension. When she was freed from the wall, she walked to the bars and tossed it to Reaper who looked on in confusion.
"Weaken the bars then break them." His eyes sparkled in clarity and he focused the ray on the metal. No one came as the group diligently worked to escape their confinements. As the minutes trickled by, Syth kept her eyes trained on Brutus as he continued to spit blood onto the ground.
"She'll kill you now Brutus." Syth murmured, causing him to look up and the others glance at them in curiosity. She quirked a questioning eyebrow and he nodded. Syth turned so she was able to see Reaper from her left and Harpie on her right.
"When Brutus was shot, the bullets stayed lodged in his throat, allowing some lead to leak into his bloodstream. It took an hour to get him to Adela and from there it was at least a few hours of reconstructive surgery. The two don't like to table about it but whomever tried to kill Brutus was beyond serious. If the bullets didn't kill him, they had dipped them in poison; they wanted to make sure he'd suffer while he lived. The muscles can never fully heal but whenever he decides to speak, the poison burns through the weak muscles. He hasn't spoken since then so could try and allow the tissue to strengthen over time, apparently not enough time though. In an hour or so the poison will work its way into his body and he'll develop a fever. By the end of the day he will die." Reaper stopped working and Harpie pushed her body from the ground to sit up. All eyes were on Syth.
"Excuse me." Ledell growled. Syth looked down in brief pity.
"Adela administered a cure the last time, but she's clearly not around, nor do we know what's up here for her to work with." Harpie glanced at Brutus in disbelief but he confirmed her words by hanging his head in defeat. The room stayed quiet until it was broken with a horrifying sound. A woman's scream they all knew well echoed down the hallway, tormenting and driving the room into a blind rage. Reaper tore at the bars with all his might and they finally gave way. He forced his fit body through the small space and glanced down the grimy hallway looking for a key.
"It's on a guard, find one and get it to us. I'll worry about them, you get to her." Reaper watched Syth with confusion and tilted his head in question.
"Why do you care so much for her?" Syth's cold demeanor faltered and her eyes briefly softened.
"She's my half sister." She softly whispered. Reaper forgot to move and she flung herself against her cage.
"Go!" She commanded, returning to her detached person. He sprinted down the hall and burst forth from the room, barreling into the Russian guard from earlier.
"What?" He stuttered watching Reapers fist fly towards his face. The Russian blocked and the two engaged each other in a heated fight. Punch after punch was thrown but neither could land one. Finally headway was made, but it was the Russian not Reaper who gained the upper hand. He slammed into John, pushing him against the wall and grabbing his neck in the process. Reaper choked and gasped for air, clawing at the mans enormous stretched arm as he lifted him from the ground.
"Now you die." He smiled closing his hand more and listening to the bones begin to crack/ Thinking quickly Reaper kicked out hard, causing the man to stagger forward and pin him against the wall more. Reaper used this to his advantage, placing his legs on the mans thighs. Using the momentum, he brought his knee to the Russians nose. He never saw the deathblow coming. They tumbled to the ground, Reaper gagging and the man still with blood pouring down his face. Another agonized scream renewed Reaper and he ran back to the cells, tossing the keys at the base of Syth's cage. Without speaking he turned and focused on finding Adela. The halls were eerily empty until finally he reached the end of the hall with only one doorway. A roar from the room stopped his heart, as he stumbled to the little window on the door. He froze at the sight.
Adela was in the center of the room, strapped to a table and men were looking down at her from a safe and raised height. She convulsed in fear upon it, his heart breaking at the site. He didn't know why she was there but simply knew it was something bad, his mind recalling a similar image of Curtis. It sickened him to watch her; absolute terror etched upon her face, thinking no one would come to save her. Another howl made him glance around the room and he swore silently. Chained to the walls, four beasts watched her with hunger. A mans voice called out from above, causing his eyes to widen.
"Inject her with the c24." A woman dressed in all white strode forward, a giant needle in hand. She grabbed Adela's arm, whom pulled against her and found a vein she was looking for. Reaper watched in horror and burst through the door just as the needle sunk into her skin.
"John!" Adela screamed and the nurse glanced up, an evil smile plastered on her lips. She placed her thumb over the syringe, ready to inject c24 into her body.