Jack watched as three men in suits and sunglasses entered his and Diana's room. Jack realized that they must work for the CIA, not the military.
"Looks like we're being visited by the Men In Black," Diana muttered under her breath. Jack had to bite his lip to keep from correcting her. He knew it was sarcasm, but he still felt the need to correct her.
"It's time to meet the General," one said. He was tall with a buzz cut, but was rather skinny.
The other two looked like professional wrestlers. It's a miracle their suits even fit. Jack realized that the two buff agents were meant to hold him. Jack decided to pretend like he couldn't break free of their grip. That should trick them into believing what the limits on his strength was, which might come in handy. Jack smiled. Already he was thinking ahead of when the ten of them might try and escape.
"What are you smirking at, kid?" one of the muscle-bound agents rumbled. He turned to the taller one.
"Didn't you say this boy was strong or something? Are you sure? He looks a little scrawny to me," he asked. Jack felt a little awkward as the three CIA agents looked him up a down. Jack saw Diana trying to hide a smirk.
"Yeah, I'm sure," the tall agent replied in a tired voice. "Now, get the kid and let's go."
The heavily muscled agents lumbered towards Jack. Jack sighed and let them grab onto his arms. He tried to make it seem believable as he pretended to struggle. The soldiers gave a smug chuckle, thinking they had him trapped. Jack hid his triumphant smile.
The taller one, who seemed to be in charge of the two holding onto Jack, grabbed Diana's shoulder lightly and led her out the room through the hallway. Jack was dragged, and not very carefully. He could have sworn the CIA agents dragging him were banging Jack against walls and doors whenever they had the chance, which was kind of hard to do, since Jack was in the middle of them. Nonetheless, they still managed to get Jack pretty bruised.
Jack was not in the best of moods when he was finally dragged into the largest room he had ever seen. It was about the size of football field. In the center of the room was a chair with straps to hold your hands and feet down, some scientific-looking equipment making a circle around the chair, and a lot of high-tech computers. Jack really wanted to get into those computers, he would be able to learn tons of stuff about what was going on.
But at the moment, he was more focused on what was facing towards the chair. It looked like an oversized needle from the future. Something doctors in year 4000 would give to giants for flu shots.
"I hope you people don't plan on sticking that needle into us," Jack heard Diana say to the man holding her. The CIA agent just smiled at her menacingly.
Jack heard footsteps behind him, and saw the rest of FAYZians come in. They each had their own personal CIA agent chauffeur holding onto their arms or shoulder. Jack was the only one being dragged by two men who had a steroids overdosage.
"Welcome, children," a cold voice in the shadows said. "You can call me the General."
Jack expected the General to dramatically step out, like every other villain in movies he had seen. But this person remained in the shadows, where Jack couldn't even see his silhouette.
"Hello, General. How are you today? Everything going great? I'm Brianna, by the way. People call me the Breeze," Brianna said in a cheery voice to the shadows.
"I will accept no childish comments," the General said coldly. "David, you know what to do."
The agent holding Brianna, David, punched her in the stomach. She gasped and doubled up, then sunk to her knees to the floor. Jack almost lost it, but he kept calm.
Now is not the time. Not yet.
Dekka lost it, though. She said a few words Jack had never even heard before and tried to run to Brianna.
The General just chuckled. "Tom," he ordered.
Tom, who was the agent holding Dekka, did the same thing David did to Brianna. Jack could tell Dekka tried to stay tough, but even she had to sink to her knees after the staggering blow. Jack saw Astrid out of the corner of his eyes, and it looked like she was praying. Sam was watching in complete fury. Quinn looked like he was about to be sick, which was probably what Jack looked like, too.
"Now, are you kids going to behave now?" the General chuckled cruelly. "Because I have a little task for you."
Jack was terrified. This person obviously had no morals, and was maybe as sadistic as Drake.
"Let's have the big tough man over there go first. I think your name is Caine, right?" the General asked Caine. Even his voice sounded of pure evil. It made Jack shiver.
Caine said nothing, he just stared directly at the spot where the General was most likely to be. Jack wondered why Caine wasn't doing his thing. Jack looked at Caine's hands. They were wrapped in a shiny material. So were Dekka's, Sam's, and Brianna's. How could Jack have not noticed that before? And how did the CIA know already? Something wasn't right.
Jack realized that if anything started going wrong, he was the only one that could help them all. He gulped nervously.
"Jordan, bring him to the chair," the General ordered. The man holding Caine dragged him over to the chair in the middle of the room and strapped him in. Caine couldn't escape. Jack heard the sound of static and then the General start to mumble something. He must have been talking through a walkie talkie.
The sound of hurried footsteps filled the air, as another man burst through the door. He was short and scrawny, had hair that looked like it had never been combed, and crooked glasses. He was also wearing a lab coat. This new person in the room looked like an adult version of Jack, expect Jack never wore an expression of pure evil.
"I'm here," the scientist huffed. He wasn't in the best of shape, so running down a hallway put him out of breath. He pushed his glasses up and looked around the room with a sneer. "Are these the famous Perdido Beach Anomaly kids?"
"Yes. Now Steve, get to work on the Extractor. Your first victim is ready," the General ordered.
"My name's not Steve, it's Carter. Dr. Carter Weigman," the scientist mumbled as he hurried over to the computers.
The giant machines started buzzing and groaning as they started turning on. Lights were blinking and the needle started spinning, heading towards Caine's chest.