Brianna was in a sticky situation. And she hated being in situations she couldn't control. She got punched in the stomach, which hurt, and now Caine was about to be pierced with a needle made for giants.
But then she noticed Jack escaping.
That sneaky little nerd, Brianna thought with a smile. She was a little jealous that Jack got to be the hero this time, but she was also relieved that they had a chance to survive this place.
She hoped he wouldn't get noticed, because unfortunately he was their last hope. That was a bad sign. Brianna decided to distract the two over-confident CIA dudes with some casual chit-chat.
If only it worked. Soon the whole room was filled with the sickening crunch of someone being hit with a lot of metal. The General must have found Jack, and now things were going to get difficult.
"Um, General? Is everything okay?" Dr. Weigman called out nervously. Then he screamed and ducked as a broken Extractor came soaring out of the shadows to collide with the needle aimed at Caine.
Too bad it missed.
Brianna rolled her eyes. Of course Jack would miss at a time like this. But the agent holding her loosened his grip, so chucking the big hunk of metal served it's purpose. Brianna was already holding all the tranquilizers before David could realize his mistake.
"I think these are yours," Brianna said innocently, swinging the guns. It didn't take long for the shock to wear off, and the agents abandoned their hostages to chase Brianna. The other eight kids were already untying their hands to attack the CIA agents.
Brianna heard Jack yell at her to help Caine, so she sped over to where Caine was sitting and quickly untied the straps around his arms and legs.
Caine leaped out of the seat and telepathically grabbed Diana. He then ran out the door.
"You're welcome, jerk!" Brianna yelled after him. She soon forgot her anger when she realized there was a fight going on around her. Then she smiled and grabbed a broken shard of metal.
Diana felt the invisible force grab her. She didn't struggled. Diana figured it would only be a matter of time before Caine abandoned the rest of them and ran off with her. Caine still didn't know about the baby.
Diana didn't know what to say to Caine about the baby. She still hoped it wasn't real, but her stomach was definitely getting bigger. It wasn't too noticeable, yet.
"Caine, where do you plan on running off too?" Diana asked him as he sprinted through the hallways, carrying Diana behind him.
"Somewhere far away from here, and everyone else," Caine muttered. Diana sighed.
"You're not going to like this, Caine, but I think we should stick with Sam," that caused Caine to stop. He turned around to face Diana.
"Why?" he asked. Caine set Diana down.
"Obviously the government is after us. So we should stick together. Everyone from the FAYZ needs to forget whatever happened in there, and work together to stop the government from doing whatever they plan to do," Diana said. Caine looked off to the side. Diana reached for his hand. Caine grabbed hers.
"Now, let's go back and help The Breeze kick some military butt," Diana said with a half smile. Caine sighed and started walking back.
"What makes you think they'll even trust me?" Caine muttered as he walked.
"You're coming back to help them. That has to count for something," Diana replied.
Diana and Caine walked back towards the fight, hand in hand.
Quinn was witnessing one surprise after another. First, the FAYZ ended. Then, the army took them away so the CIA could poke them with some Extractor. Next, Jack was the hero out of everyone else. Quinn half expected Caine to come back and fight side-by-side with Sam.
He nearly lost it when he saw Caine and Diana walk in. Then Caine went over to fight side-by-side with Sam. Quinn's mind was blown.
Quinn wasn't much of a fighter. He was mainly watching the action with Astrid and Diana from the sidelines. Dekka was canceling gravity while Sam aimed at the floating agents. Caine was chucking some of them across the room. Reinforcements came out of the shadows. Brianna stole all their tranquilizers before they could shoot. Quinn didn't know where Jack or the General was.
Quinn felt a little useless. Edilio was shooting tranquilizer darts at the agents. Quinn did nothing except watch with the two girls.
"There's roughly 50 of them," Astrid said.
"We should do something to help," Quinn told Astrid and Diana. He started looking around the room. He saw a set of stairs and a catwalk going over where most of the fighting was.
"Should we drop stuff on them?" Quinn asked, pointing towards the catwalk.
"Um, I'd rather not, because..," Diana started saying, then trailed off. She guiltily at her feet and put one of her hands on her stomach. Diana obviously didn't like the idea of lifting heavy objects up stairs to drop them with no guarantee of hitting an agent. But Quinn saw Astrid look at Diana suspiciously.
"We should stop reinforcements from coming in," Astrid said, looking away from Diana and pointing to the doors. "There's three separate sets of doors. Quinn, you get the one to the far left. Diana will get the one to the far right, and I will get the one directly across from us."
Already more reinforcements were entering, except this time they were soldiers from the army.
Quinn headed towards the door he was supposed to close. This time, the soldiers had real guns. Brianna didn't have enough time to steal them before they started shooting, either. Bullets were flying through the air, and Quinn felt something warm start to run down his calf. He looked down and was surprised to see blood. Then the pain came. It felt like his leg was on fire, but he kept running to the door.
Quinn saw hundreds of troops jogging down the hallway towards their room. He slammed the door shut and locked it, hoping it would hold. Quinn looked around and saw Astrid and Diana shut the other two doors.
He sunk to the ground and examined his wound. The bullet only grazed the back of his calf, and it wasn't bleeding a lot. It still hurt like fire. Quinn hoped no one else got shot.
Lana was sprinting around the perimeter of the room, watching carefully if anyone got seriously injured. She saw Quinn sink to the ground out of the corner of her eye. Lana sprinted over towards him, but tripped over a body.
"Oof," she heard a voice say.
"Jack?" Lana asked, still dazed after her fall.
"Yep, it's me," Jack groaned, probably because Lana accidently kicked him in the head.
"Where are my glasses?" Jack asked. They fell off his head and landed next to Lana. She grabbed them.
"Right here, I got them," Lana said, getting up and handing the glasses to Jack. He was sitting on someone else, pinning their arms to the floor.
"Is that the General?" she asked, amazed.
"I'm pretty sure it is. Except I'm afraid to move, he might escape," Jack said while looking down at his hostage.
"Well, he is unconscious," Lana said. She got a good look at the General. He had graying hair that was in a tight haircut. Lana guessed the gray hairs were from stress, because he only looked to be about 35. The General wore a black suit and an earpiece. He looked very tall and fit. His eyes were closed.
"No, he's pretending to be unconscious. See how his eyelids move a little? When people are actually unconscious their eyelids don't move at all," Jack explained pedantically.
Sure enough, the General muttered a few rude words aimed towards Jack. Lana snorted.
"Well, you just hold him until everyone else finishes fighting. Then Caine can move him," Lana said and started running towards Quinn again.
Lana was surprised Jack was able to handle everything he did. That poor kid, he was only thirteen. Of course, she was only fifteen. All of them were too young for living through all of this.
Quinn looked up at Lana running towards him.
"Hey, are you hurt?" Lana asked hurriedly.
"Nah, I'm just a little sleepy. Thought it was a good time to nap," Quinn mumbled sarcastically. Lana almost smiled. Quinn was still being sarcastic when he was obviously in pain.
Quinn pointed down to his calf. "It isn't too bad," he barely whispered.
Lana took a look at the wound and it was worse than Quinn thought. The bullet had some sort of poison around it, because his skin was tinged green and pus was coming out. Lana placed her hands on his calf, ignoring Quinn's flinch. Thankfully, Lana was able to heal this type of poison.
"It's already almost back to normal," Lana said to Quinn.
"I already feel like I could run a marathon," Quinn said with a weak smile. "You better go check on everyone else, I'm good now."
Lana started to leave. "Try to not get shot. The bullets are poisoned," she yelled back to Quinn over her shoulder.
Just before she was out of earshot, she heard Quinn say "Dang it, I was planning on getting shot again."
Lana would have smiled, but then she saw Brianna fall down. Bleeding.