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Trip lifted his legs and slung them around o the other side of the counter and stepped down. He thought he smelled something strange. He started looking around on the shelves. He opened up some drawers and found nothing. He picked up a set of keys and started opening up what looked like safety deposit boxes. The first one, nothing. The second one, nothing. He stuck the key in the third box. He hesitated before opening it up.

There was a small button, about the size of the last link in a seven year old's pinkie finger. It was red so it could easily be distinguished between it and the wall.

Trip felt something rumble underneath his feet right before he opened the box. And then, there was nothing under neath his feet. Thankfully, he had his wind powers to keep himself afloat, but if he didn't, he'd've fallen about three feet. nothing much normally, but in the pain he was already in, it would have hurt a lot. He sighed with relief and lowered himself onto the staircase and sat down.

Trip nodded. This time, he actually intended to listen. He was in far too much pain to be moving around again, at least for a little while.

Men could be heard talking from behind the door. There was also clattering of glass and the constant dripping sound of water into a puddle on the floor. "Did you hear that?" One asked the other. The other one nodded. "Yeah, sounds like someone accessed the stairs." The second one said to the first one.

As a precaution, Trip used his power to pull the sword into his right hand. He stuck it into the ground and forced himself to stand up. If there was nothing dangerous, he would sit back down. But only if.

The door opened slowly, and the second it was open enough, two scientists with guns opened fire on Ana in an attempt to do one of three things. Make her run away, harm her, or kill her.

When the scientists heard her speak into their minds, they growled slightly. "I told you that tadpole couldn't be trusted!" The both shrugged and stopped firing, but got closer to Ana, their guns still up.

Trip, when he saw the gun fire stood up. It hurt, but he didn't care. He suddenly vanished and a burst of wind was coming from where he had been. He was now between the scientists with his sword sheathed, his arms extended to both of them. He took a deep breath and exhaled quickly. It was like an air cannon. The scientist to Trip's left, who was maybe two feet from a wall, was dead. His skull crushed. The other was either dead, or had a serious concussion. The strange thing was, none of the papers or anything like that was affected. He had a serious, but pained look on his face. He slowly straightened himself up and grabbed his side again.

Trip was panting a little as he drew his sword and used it to carry some weight. "I don't fool around when it comes to the safety of others" He said to Ana. He looked back to her. He looked pissed, depressed, and worried all at the same time. "Are you alright?" He asked her. He didn't want to be responsible for her getting hurt.

Trip chuckled a bit. "Taking the past times you've said that to me, it probably won't happen. Just, be careful. There might be boobie traps or something" He said to Ana. He slowly sat down and layed the Katana on the ground next to him.

The second scientist was barely alive, and would most likely die in a minute or two. Most of the papers on the table were organized neatly, but some were scattered about every here and there. On the top of every sheet of paper was a strange looking cross with the sun shining in the background. The Catholic insignia. Most of the papers were over research on what exactly the Quarries were, and where they came from. Many pieces of Quarries were in jars on shelves. They were apparently the "sources" of the Quarries strength. Many of them were brains though. In the far left corner of the lab there was a skeleton of some strange humanoid creature, and in the far right corner, there was a tank with an embryo in it. The tank was labeled "Quarry breeding tank 1". Now, back to the papers, most of the ones that seemed to be more important were written in some kind of code.