(( Okie dokie I post for Gerard first..Oh and Rosey…”Pray for me” XD. Oh and Irish, I don’t have a problem with it I just don’t know where you want to go with it so for now I will have Gerard not notice.))
Gerard stormed down the corridor, his hand gripping the remote fiercely. What was next? What could he possibly do now? Things were out of hand, and he was in over his head. The tightening grip on the remote threatened to crush it.
I have to call Xavior… Gerard conceded, as much as he hated it he was left with no other option. He reached the door to his study and pressed his finger to yet another fingerprint scanner.
“Access Granted” Rang the soft monotone of the computer. With a hydraulic hiss the metal door receded, opening to the doctor’s study. Striding over to his large wooden desk, Gerard grabbed the small black communicator and held down the button.
“Update now.” Gerard demanded his patience were all but diminished.
“The head count is down by 4. They escaped through the vent and into the water system.” Gerard slammed his fist down on the table with frightening force. The poor desk groaning in protest.
“Very well then. Flush them out and lock them in the metal cells.” Gerard said through gritted teeth, his plans were deteriorating quickly. The metal cells where below solitary, where the previous owners used to store food. The cells where temperature regulated but where usually kept near freezing. The entire cell was made from metal, and was exempt from any view of the outside. No windows. Nothing. As well as being sealed away with a large metal door, that resembled a vault.
“Yes Sir, and what about the others?” The guard asked. Gerard thought for a second before answering.
“Give everyone a full dose of serum, as well as our escapees, and leave them in their rooms.”
“And the wounded one and the two girls?” Once again Gerard took a moment to think, to plan.
“The girls should be fine, I’ll run a check on them later. As for the boy…send him to the labs. I will deal with him personally.”
“Yes Sir.”
The communicator clicked as Gerard turned it off and sat back in his chair. With the bridge of his nose held between his thumb and index finger, Gerard attempted to clear his mind. He needed to view this situation at a different angle. There had to be a loop hole, something other than having to call Xavior.
Closing his eyes and breathing deep, he decided that his best bet would to be delay. Now was not the time to try and think of a way out.
“I might as well tend to other matters…” Gerard sighed to himself. He had plans for his injured friend downstairs.
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Alice could feel the cold darkness around her, enveloping her like a strange sea. Her breathing echoed in her ears, hallow and deep. Alice’s mind wandered as she was held in this dark abyis.
…Dawn….attacking…..Gerard…Jack….Jack?!.... Her thoughts were muddled as she tried to remember the events.
Where is Jack? Is he ok? Jack!! I have to wake up! I have to find him!! Jack’s name seemed to have brought her closer to consciousness, tugging at her mind with the worry. Around Alice the darkness faded, she was aware now. She was no longer lying on the hard marble of the dining hall, but a stiff mattress.
Get UP! Alice urged herself, now awake, she realized she couldn’t open her eyes. Feeling like an invisible force was keeping them closed. She sat still for a moment, somewhere to her left something moved.
“She’s coming to, inject her now.” A timid male voice said. Alice recognized the tone, it was one of the techs.
In her left arm she felt a small sting, as a needle sank deep into her flesh. Followed but a cold rush of fluid, she could only guess to be serum.
Oh great.
The darkness was replaced by fog, and her thoughts were unclear to her. The coming panic of trying to find Jack was fading as she struggled to remember. But in the end the serum won, pulling her back into darkness.
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James heard the other guard speaking to Gerard. Some had escaped into the underground.
“Flush them out.” He heard. Well it was better than some other things he could have done that was for sure. Once off the communicator the other guard turned to James.
“Hey James, you wanna handle this?” The Guard asked, gesturing towards the lowest floor.
“Nah I’m good. I don’t do sewers.” James said, the other guard chuckled and headed towards the elevator.
The elevator took him down the the service level, the lowest level possible. It was only slightly lower than the basement, but there was were all the valves and operating systems of the place were kept.
Strolling through the various machines and switches, the guard finally found the flood gate. Below the building was a cavern that was used to regulate the flow from the near mountain spring, to keep it from flooding the building. The guard ran his finger over multiple switches, searching for the floor gate in which the subjects where hiding.
“Bingo.” He said as his index finger stopped at F6. The Guard flipped the switched, and grinned as the red light flashed. The flood gate will have opened, allowing the freezing water to flow freely. Eventually pushing the subjects into the ‘pit’ a small filter in the flood gate to keep rocks from the pipe lines.
The guard waited by the switch and watched the filter grid. He would know when they hit it, for a red warning would sound signaling that the filter was full. He sat there for a few minutes, until he heard what he was waiting for. A loud ring came from the monitor as the filter grid lit up.
“Haha got ya!” Quickly turning off the flood gate the guard took his communicator from his side.
“Hey they are at the filter. Get them and put them in the metal cells.”
“Ten Four”
The communicator buzzed as it was switched off.
Gerard stormed down the corridor, his hand gripping the remote fiercely. What was next? What could he possibly do now? Things were out of hand, and he was in over his head. The tightening grip on the remote threatened to crush it.
I have to call Xavior… Gerard conceded, as much as he hated it he was left with no other option. He reached the door to his study and pressed his finger to yet another fingerprint scanner.
“Access Granted” Rang the soft monotone of the computer. With a hydraulic hiss the metal door receded, opening to the doctor’s study. Striding over to his large wooden desk, Gerard grabbed the small black communicator and held down the button.
“Update now.” Gerard demanded his patience were all but diminished.
“The head count is down by 4. They escaped through the vent and into the water system.” Gerard slammed his fist down on the table with frightening force. The poor desk groaning in protest.
“Very well then. Flush them out and lock them in the metal cells.” Gerard said through gritted teeth, his plans were deteriorating quickly. The metal cells where below solitary, where the previous owners used to store food. The cells where temperature regulated but where usually kept near freezing. The entire cell was made from metal, and was exempt from any view of the outside. No windows. Nothing. As well as being sealed away with a large metal door, that resembled a vault.
“Yes Sir, and what about the others?” The guard asked. Gerard thought for a second before answering.
“Give everyone a full dose of serum, as well as our escapees, and leave them in their rooms.”
“And the wounded one and the two girls?” Once again Gerard took a moment to think, to plan.
“The girls should be fine, I’ll run a check on them later. As for the boy…send him to the labs. I will deal with him personally.”
“Yes Sir.”
The communicator clicked as Gerard turned it off and sat back in his chair. With the bridge of his nose held between his thumb and index finger, Gerard attempted to clear his mind. He needed to view this situation at a different angle. There had to be a loop hole, something other than having to call Xavior.
Closing his eyes and breathing deep, he decided that his best bet would to be delay. Now was not the time to try and think of a way out.
“I might as well tend to other matters…” Gerard sighed to himself. He had plans for his injured friend downstairs.
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Alice could feel the cold darkness around her, enveloping her like a strange sea. Her breathing echoed in her ears, hallow and deep. Alice’s mind wandered as she was held in this dark abyis.
…Dawn….attacking…..Gerard…Jack….Jack?!.... Her thoughts were muddled as she tried to remember the events.
Where is Jack? Is he ok? Jack!! I have to wake up! I have to find him!! Jack’s name seemed to have brought her closer to consciousness, tugging at her mind with the worry. Around Alice the darkness faded, she was aware now. She was no longer lying on the hard marble of the dining hall, but a stiff mattress.
Get UP! Alice urged herself, now awake, she realized she couldn’t open her eyes. Feeling like an invisible force was keeping them closed. She sat still for a moment, somewhere to her left something moved.
“She’s coming to, inject her now.” A timid male voice said. Alice recognized the tone, it was one of the techs.
In her left arm she felt a small sting, as a needle sank deep into her flesh. Followed but a cold rush of fluid, she could only guess to be serum.
Oh great.
The darkness was replaced by fog, and her thoughts were unclear to her. The coming panic of trying to find Jack was fading as she struggled to remember. But in the end the serum won, pulling her back into darkness.
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James heard the other guard speaking to Gerard. Some had escaped into the underground.
“Flush them out.” He heard. Well it was better than some other things he could have done that was for sure. Once off the communicator the other guard turned to James.
“Hey James, you wanna handle this?” The Guard asked, gesturing towards the lowest floor.
“Nah I’m good. I don’t do sewers.” James said, the other guard chuckled and headed towards the elevator.
The elevator took him down the the service level, the lowest level possible. It was only slightly lower than the basement, but there was were all the valves and operating systems of the place were kept.
Strolling through the various machines and switches, the guard finally found the flood gate. Below the building was a cavern that was used to regulate the flow from the near mountain spring, to keep it from flooding the building. The guard ran his finger over multiple switches, searching for the floor gate in which the subjects where hiding.
“Bingo.” He said as his index finger stopped at F6. The Guard flipped the switched, and grinned as the red light flashed. The flood gate will have opened, allowing the freezing water to flow freely. Eventually pushing the subjects into the ‘pit’ a small filter in the flood gate to keep rocks from the pipe lines.
The guard waited by the switch and watched the filter grid. He would know when they hit it, for a red warning would sound signaling that the filter was full. He sat there for a few minutes, until he heard what he was waiting for. A loud ring came from the monitor as the filter grid lit up.
“Haha got ya!” Quickly turning off the flood gate the guard took his communicator from his side.
“Hey they are at the filter. Get them and put them in the metal cells.”
“Ten Four”
The communicator buzzed as it was switched off.
