Marvel: The Mutant Outbreak (IC)

[The Jeffinator]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
03:15PM EDT

"Whoever that girl was attacking here at the church," started Spider-Man, "she seemed more interested in Conners and the animals once we were all at Oscorp. Maybe she was after whoever she viewed as the most powerful mutant in the city? But that still leaves us with the 'why.' Cap, you said she reminded you of an old friend and it seemed like she was being controlled. Is it possible this friend is somehow connected to her now? Who could be controlling her? Could it be some sort of terrorist organization?"

 

[knight713]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
03:15PM EDT



Kris nodded in agreement, he didn't want to jump to conclusions but the way she acted it was possible he was right in his assessment. If he remember to taken a picture of the girl then he could run a facial scan for any information on her. But in the end he forgot to which was his own fault for not doing that.

" Well" Kris started off when he heard Isaiah talk about himself, "with out the gadgets i have made i'm mostly a normal human being, no superpowers, super strength nor speed":

" with out those items i would probably live a normal life without risking my safety "


" I hope not, If its a terrorist organization it would be troublesome if they were able to clone her"

He seen her ability in healing, if she was part of a terrorist organization they could use her abilities to the fullest and who ever they were may end up controlling the world.

": So how do we propose in tracking her, to me she didn't seem like a all that bad type of person "

" She seemed somewhat of a nice person, with some rough edges but in time she could be more friendly"

 

[Sean Renaud]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
03:20PM EDT

"I have no idea Spiderman, I don't think Logan could be connected, as for what he's like believe me you know him if you see him. He's like that woman, but mean shit. He's the kind of guy you want at your back in a fight and if he's coming for you the best thing you can do is be somewhere else, anywhere else. She did seem to transfer her focus but. . ." Isaiah trailed off into thought. "There are lots of things that are possible for how she might be controlled. They could have her on some serious drugs, she wasn't all together coherent, they could have some kind of leverage, maybe even captured Logan." He chuckled at bit at that idea, the idea of captured Logan was in and of itself hilarious. "Still like I said before I want her on my team or I want her on nobody's team."

Isaiah turned toward Kris. "Well we could always try the time honored tradition of walking out, painting a target on our asses and see when she come flying at us all spit and fury but this hair clip seems to have some electronics, maybe you can track where she's supposed to be?"

 

[knight713]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
03:15PM EDT

Kris eyes soon perked up when he heard about the electronics in the hair clip, if that was the case then it could it be that who ever had her could use it to track her or even control her. He would like nothing more to take it apart and analyze it in a heart beat to see how it worked.

" That could work but we also need to calculate in other people being around us, a less crowd place that can hold a lot of people that is also open enough if a fight may break out."

" If it dose have electronics then i should be able to figure out who made it, then discern where she maybe at"

" If I may" He asked as he held out his hand and waited for Isaiah to hand him the hairclip. while he waited he quickly reactivated his helmet and started a scanning mode so he could deconstruct it without having to do it himself and the possibility of accidentally breaking it


If it was a tracking unit he could possibly reverse track it and go backwards to find out where she started from. but once they find the location they would need to come up with a good plan to get inside and get out with little to no confrontation.

 

[The Jeffinator]

"If that thing was able to track her," said Spider-Man, "could it be tracking us now? If it's not already, tampering with it might accidentally trigger a beacon that will bring them to us. If we want to bring them to us, we'll need to be ready. Either way, we need to be very careful with this hair clip."

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John F. Kennedy International Airport
Queens, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
02:30PM EDT

"We're getting ready to land," Coulson said to Logan as he shook him awake. He grunted and adjusted in his seat. A few minutes later, they were walking out of the plane and climbed inside another black car that was waiting for them.

03:15PM EDT

The car stopped a few blocks from the parking garage. Coulson reached over and opened Logan's door. "We don't want to seem too obvious. The garage is just a few blocks south of here, past that diner. Act casual, try to catch her scent, and then see where it leads you. We will be watching, out of sight. Good luck, Logan."

Without a word, Logan stepped out of the car and shut the door. He lit a cigar, and then strolled leisurely toward the garage. Making his was up the levels, he finally picked up a scent. He followed it back outside, along the sidewalk, and eventually to the Oscorp building. His eyes narrowed as he picked up another, more familiar scent...

04:15PM EDT

Logan followed both scents to an old church. He also picked up a variety of other smells, alerting him to the presence of multiple super-powered individuals inside. He smiled and walked inside the building, hoping for a fight.

 

[Sean Renaud]

04:15PM EDT

"It's entirely possible that thing is tracking us. But they already know this location thanks to it becoming an impromptu crash party last night." He tried not to sound nearly as annoyed by that turn of events as he was, but it just meant he'd have to set up a second location sooner than he'd really intended. If he'd learned anything from T'Challa it was that you wanted dive holes every where so a place the size of New York, that meant he'd need plenty. Rest, hide, medicine, possibly gear up. He could teach the other proper paranoia in time.

"If it is tracking us Kris I'd like to know if you can do some kind of tech thing and back trace it to the source. That works on television." He shrugged. He wasn't sure how much of that was true.

Then the door opened and he'd seen a ghost.

"Hey guys, remember when I told you that there was an ugly motherfucker who looked like what would happen if murder was personified, then trapped in the body of a short ugly troll? Well I've got good news and bad news. The good news is he's apparently not with the much cuter, slightly less deadly she bitch. The bad news is he's here and when he shows up something usually dies bloody." He dropped his sword axes, unclipped his grenade launcher. "So you guys should probably stand back encase my long dead, very ugly, best fighter, and man I'd trust at my back more than any other isn't in a talking, hugging mood."

 

[Drakkwall]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21st, 2014
16:15 EDT

Venom looked at the others as they discussed their options, thinking of s good way to phrase his own idea of using his obtained memories of the cloned mutant girl. But he had no time to enact his idea of discussion when suddenly his senses alerted him of an incoming danger. Fading out of view Venom crawled up onto the ceiling and hid amongst the shadows. He was still not sure how to act but mayhap would this incident give him the opportunity and information he needed to phrase his information without the die hard catholic with a grenade launcher attempting to burn him for heresy.

 

[The Jeffinator]

As Logan walked in, he looked up towards the ceiling and extended his blades. "I can smell you hiding there in the shadows. And you --" he pointed towards Isaiah "-- your scent is familiar, but I don't remember you. It's obvious you remember me, though, and you mentioned a 'she bitch,' which I'm guessing is the same girl I'm tracking. So start talking and maybe this doesn't have to get ugly."

 

[knight713]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21, 2014
4:15



Kris turned to the sound of someone else entering the church; he thought that it could be the angel girl. However, as he got a better look he saw that he was wrong. It was an older man middle aged, gruff looking and all business.

He did not know who he was he even could be the leader of those punks from before or maybe the older brother of one of them. He slowly eased up when he heard Isaiah say that this was the person who similar to knife lady.

Kris watched as Isaiah dropped his weapons and tried to appear in a less threatening manner, he told that they should stand back just incase.

When he saw that the blades emerged from the operates hands like the girl but instead of two he had three, Kris quickly scanned the blades and from what he could scan they looked as sharp as the girls did. It would take more than a few slices to render him dead or unable to fight.

Also if he was like her then he would also have great healing capabilities and if they did get into a fight it would take a lot to take him down which maybe one of them may or may not make it out alive.

" there's no need for those" Kris quickly spoke up

He didn't want a fight to break out with all of them, though it didnt help much as he was fully armored and defensive systems were activated.

1hour earlier

On the visual screen, he made a 3d model and started to quickly deconstruct it to get a better view of each part inside the hair clip.

With the item in hand he went over it, from what he scanned he could tell that it was high-grade product ones. One that the normal military would not use, maybe a Special Forces unit or a high covert organization.

From what he could tell it was a normal looking hair clip, it was made from a type of lightweight metal. It was also bland looking, it wasnt as fancy as he seen the girls he seen at college wear or around the city. It seemed like it didnt want to attract attention to it. What soon peeked his interest was that it had two micro canisters an aerosol type.

He did not know what was inside them as one was empty while the other looked full, he didn;t want to test it to see what was inside of it. However, he had an idea that maybe it is used to calm the girl down or put her into frenzy. Which possibly could explain why one was empty, maybe the empty one had the effect to enrage her and the other could calm her down.

But that theory could be untested as it wasnt empty and she returned to normal, though that may have been due to the blow to the head she had received. As for the micro radio receiver it was made rather good, no markings could be seen that would give away who made it, the battery was unique to as it was rechargeable, but it was in a unique way as it recharged with every step a person take it takes in the vibration of footsteps and uses that to recharge the battery.

Kris quickly scanned for files at the patient office to see who made a patient on it; from what he could tell, no one had yet to do that. Which from that it would seem that they did not want to be traced in anyway?

But if it was a radio receiver they he could scan for the signal it uses to transmit data back to the point of origin.

“ If its still transmitting i maybe able to pick up on its signal” Kris suggested

he soon started to look around the building trying to see if he could pick up the signal from within the building if not then he would have to try on top of the church.

 

[Sean Renaud]

Isaiah kicked the sword axes and grenade launcher away from him making but kept his fists at his side. Not that he'd last too long against Logan if he was really trying to kill him. "Hiding ones scent is a bitch and three quarters." Not that it was beyond the training he'd learned in Wakanda but it was still a huge amount of effort for relatively little benefit. "Yes, we have a demon with us who likes to skulk in the shadows." Isaiah shrugged. "Honestly he seems to be on our side and trust me Logan, the last twenty four hours have forced me to seriously rethink who can be trusted. I kinda miss the good ole days, you, me, some nazis. You never have to feel bad about killing Nazis or question if they have familes or maybe you're on the wrong side." He was watching Logan's face. "You seriuosly don't remember me do you?" He sighed. "Well calm down, put the butter knives away nobody here is going to hurt you, we've got priorities starting with rescuing your daughter? By the way why aren't you dead? I cannot tell you how few people I meet walking around who were there for WWII."

 

[The Jeffinator]

Logan stared at Isaiah with one eyebrow raised, and then withdrew his blades back into his arm. "She's not my daughter, and I don't die very easily," he said as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "I'm assuming I knew you in World War II? Sometime towards the end of the battle, I was captured by HYDRA. They reprogrammed me as a living weapon and made me their top assassin for decades. About thirty years ago the CIA managed to take me prisoner while I was deployed on a mission. Undid some of HYDRA's programming. Made me feel human again... sort of."

He paused for a moment to pull a cigar out of his pocket and light it. "Bottom line: I don't remember much of anything before 1985. This girl I'm tracking is probably a clone of mine that HYDRA created after they lost me. I was tracking her and I picked up your scent. I may have no memory of you, but my instincts still tell me you are familiar."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Yeah, you regenerate just like her. I just thought old age would have gotten you by now. All the studying I've done on people like you suggest they die young. I don't understand all that cell division stuff but the short version is regenerating ain't supposed to be good for your health." Isaiah shrugged. "Guess they were wrong and another thing, HYDRA, who ever that is, may have reprogrammed you but believe me Logan, you were a living weapon before you met them."

"It looks like he's not going to kill us all so everybody can calm down. Besides it's not like we'd have had a lot of luck getting out of here in once piece if he'd come here to kill us anyway. So introductions, this here's Spiderman, Kris, Red," he motioned to Mary, "-I think told me her name but it's been a hectic few days. We've got a Demon hiding around here somewhere, I can't quite keep track of him yet but I'm learning and then there's Angel but she's not here yet."

"As far as me being familar I'm just glad whatever instinct you have that remembers me doesn't remember me as something to be dead. We'll track down this clone of yours and I'll leave how we deal with her up to you but I''ll be honest and up front with you. She's nearly as dangerous as you are and truth be told something as dangerous as you can't stay with HYDRA. I want her with us or with you, but we're not leaving her with them even if we have to burn down their HQ with her inside."

 

[The Jeffinator]

"I'm assuming you have the same regenerative abilities as me?" Logan asked Isaiah. "You don't exactly strike me as elderly."

Wolverine turned to look at each person as they were introduced, then returned his attention to the Captain. "I could give a rat's ass what happens to the girl. I'm just tracking her to get my revenge against HYDRA. What little I do remember haunts me every time I close my eyes, and the only way to put these demons to rest is to bathe myself in the blood of my tormentors."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"No, I'm different from you and seeing how well you've lasted I wish I was more like you. I'm sorry what you remember haunts you brother, you were a helluva man when you were with me. Savage and brutal but a good man. As for the the girl I'm glad we don't have to fight."

 

[knight713]

when he heard that they were willing to let the girl die in the attack, he didn't ;like that but he would have to live with it. He may not like it, or they could figure out a way to make her normal and go with them.

" She could be brainwashed, if so maybe we could reverse the effects of it"

" But if she has regenerative powers then wouldn't she survive the fire" he quickly added.

if she did survive the fire then she may come after them with a vengeance and he doubt that there was no where that they could hide.

" I Know that i could be out of place but i think we should try to save her "

 

[Creotia]

Mary watched the new guy enter and when Isaiah started dropping his weapons and telling her, telling them, to back off she obeyed. Captain X had told her what to do but it didn't seem this man was here to fight. She certainly hoped he wasn't. Mary couldn't quite stop her lips from curling into a smile when she looked the ruggedly handsome man over. "Hello salty goodness." She whispered circling a little closer to him once the initial threat passed.

"You can't be talking about killing that girl! You didn't see her like I did, she's scared of something. They are doing something to her!" She looked up at Captain X hoping she'd gotten through since she wasn't certain her nerve would hold if she had to argue with the mountain of muscle. That and she believed him completely when he sounded like he was willing to kill whomever he had to. "She helped us, we might not even be here if she hadn't helped."

Mary Jane's mind was still processing the other bits of the conversation. Had these two guys actually served in World War two? That would make them both at least eighty years old! Sure Isaiah didn't look or sound like a teen and neither did Senior Caliente but they looked thirty maybe forty not eighty something. "Excuse me. . . did you just say you met during World War two?" It was impossible, she must have heard them wrong. They met during Iraq War II or something right? She didn't realize it but she was twirling a strand of hair around her finger whenever she started looking at Logan.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"It's not my first choice to kill the girl. My first choice is to rescue her and either keep her with us or send her away with Logan." Isaiah nodded his head toward Logan. "Last I checked people still have to breath, regeneration shouldn't be enough to stay alive in the middle of a fire. I hope. The point is HYDRA, those are seriously bad people. I mean these were people that during World War II Hitler had second thoughts about dealing with these guys. Let that sink in for a minute, then remember what you saw that girl do. She's far far too dangerous to leave in their hands one way or the other but yeah I should be clear. I do not want to kill her, I don't want to hurt her. I'm just willing to. Logan can tell you because he's the best at what he does that sometimes what needs to be done isn't very pretty."

Isaiah turned to Mary. "Yes you heard that right, World War II, I'll be ninety nine years old on the Fourth of July, and him he's older than me I think."

 

[Elegant_Emotion]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21, 2014
3:04 pm


Laura crouched on the floor of her small cell, the room barely larger than the cot she was provided with. She was dressed only in a simple white shift, the dried blood from her last session with Kimura washed from her skin. She stared down at the floor, mouth tight and arms wrapped around her bare knees. Laura knew she should sleep, they had turned the lights off hours ago, but every time she closed her eyes she saw that boy's face. Her fingernails dug into her legs at the thought but she couldn't banish the memory. The flash of the gun, his look of shocked face and the spray of blood. Laura lifted a hand, turning it slowly in front of her face as two silvery claws slid from the knuckles. Her brow furrowed in anger as she stared at the claws. What good were her weapons, her powers, when she was still helpless to save that child.

Though the room lights were off the room was still illuminated. On every wall was a small video screen, each running a loop of videos. Whenever Laura glanced up she saw herself on the screen. They were tapes of her time with Kimura, images of the torture and abuse, left as a reminder of where Laura's place was in the world. They were difficult to watch, but Laura found she still preferred them to the memories of the boy. She stared blankly at one, seeing herself hanging naked from the ceiling, the videos may have been silent but Laura could remember her screams.

Suddenly her ears twitched and she turned towards the door. She could hear voices, so faint she couldn't make out the words. That meant they were propably a floor above her. Rising from the ground she climbed on top of her bed, stretching up onto her toes and pressing the side of her face against the ceiling. Closing her eyes and concentrating she could just barely make out the words.

"Things are happening quickly, and after that fiasco in the city we may not be able to stay docked here much longer." A man's voice said.

"That's why we pay you." Responded a woman's voice, Kimura Laura suddenly realized. "To make sure there is no trail for the hounds to follow."

"I understand, but things have become more complicated." The voice paused for a moment. "Look at these photos from the airport. And in the past 24 hours several of our agents have gone missing. It's likely that the Americans are starting to close in."

"I see." Kimura replied, "I'll meet the cars by the dock then, you prepare X for transportation." The voices began fading away, and within a few moments Laura could hear nothing. She lowered herself onto the bed, lying on her back and staring up at the ceiling, the light from the video screens dancing in the shadows.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Logan's mouth curled into a slight smile as the red-haired girl circled closer. It was quickly replaced with a smirk as she mentioned killing the clone girl. "Don't get your panties in a bunch, Princess," he said, taking another puff from his cigar. "I didn't say it was my plan to kill her, I just said I didn't give a shit. The HYDRA operatives, though? Oh yeah. Expect a whole lotta killing. Preferably after a whole lotta 'oh god's and 'please stop's, hehe."

After Isaiah mentioned ages, Logan shrugged. "No clue how old I am. So, can you tell me anything more about the clone girl and your fight with her? I can pick up her scent here, and it should lead me back to wherever she came from."

 

[knight713]

" She's fairly skilled, heals quick and seems to have a liking for fighting" Kris quickly said as he scanned over logan. He wanted to get as much info on him if the need should arise that they would need to fight against him.

If he was the blue print on the knife girl then the best way to deal with him would possibly send him into the sun. which would be the viable way to kill him. but it would be hard to make him get onto the spaceship. He also conclude that suppressants wouldn't work on his body.

" So how should we do this guns ablazing or more of a subtle route" he asked logan waiting to hear how he wanted to do things. he figured that he may want to go all in.

" Or would a distraction work better, if so i would need to find some different gear"

 

[Sean Renaud]

"There isn't much to tell you about the fight with her that he didn't already mention. She's like you but a lot cuter. Like if she wasn't trying to cut me up I wouldn't mind a tussle of another sort with her. Two claws on the hands one on the feet. Not quite as tough as you either but still damned dangerous. Maybe like you after three bottles of Jack. You're the only man I've ever met who'd drink me under the table, then destroy the table and drink some more." Isaiah smiled.

He turned to Kris. "We're probably better off with some combination of those. Not that I'm saying we should go with the first thing that comes to mind but the first thing that comes to mind is Red and Spiderman sneak, while the rest of us cause a distraction by going in guns ablazin. But I guess we should find out where they are holed up before we make any plans. I don't know how long he can track her for, I think we should go see if we can find what kind of place we're trying to bust into before we get too far ahead of ourselves. Speaking of equipment, Red, I was looking through the gear my prince provided me and there are somethings that might suit you. You might want to get something a little less civilian." He nodded toward Logan. "Unless you like looking like you just walked in off the streets, and we should get some radios. Nothing like being able to get in touch with your friends when you need em."

 

[The Jeffinator]

After the group prepared themselves, they followed Logan as he picked up the clone's trail again and headed towards the docks. In a nearby alley, he stopped and turned to the others.

"She is on one of those boats, but for me to get close enough to pinpoint exactly which one, I will be walking right into their line of sight. They see me coming, they're gonna flee like a buncha pussies. So be ready." He walked out onto the street and began strolling along the boardwalk. A few minutes later, he came to a stop at an empty dock. "Damn. We're too late. She was here--" he sniffed the air "--she was here less than an hour ago. She was on a boat right here. We're gonna need to get wet." With that, Logan dove into the water.

"Well, I guess it's time for a swim!" said Spider-Man before jumping in after him.

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It took Logan a while to catch the trail again, but eventually they pinpointed the ship, floating in the water behind it and trying to stay out of sight. "Hey web-head," he said to Peter. "Your shooter things working?"

"Yeah, they're waterproof. Let me guess, you want me to get us up there?"

"Aren't you a regular genius? Well get to it, bub."

A few minutes later, the team was hanging from webbing on the back of the ship, just over the edge of the deck. Logan smiled to the others, then flung himself up and over the railing, landing down in front of a couple of security guards on patrol. They frantically tried to ready their guns, but before they knew what was going on, their barrels were cut and their heads severed from their necks by adamantium blades. As the dead bodies splatted down onto the now-blood-soaked deck, the Wolverine took off running along the ship, making full use of his blades along the way.

"Geez," Spider-Man said as he and the others followed the trail of severed limbs and heads.

 

[knight713]

Kris follow above after everyone, for where he was it allowed him to keep a eye out on the area above them. Once they reached the decks he heard logan say that she was on one of the ships. Though he did warn them that to find out for sure he would have to get into the line of sight of the guards or who ever maybe out on patrol.

He saw that everyone else started to jump into the water for a swim, if he knew that they would be going for a swim he would have opted for a reinforced suit that could with stand the water getting on or in it.

He took off after them following low to the water, when logan told spiderman to get them up on quickly top. Kris declined the help as he flew upward and landed on the deck.

" wow " was all that he could say when he saw the bodies on the floor, from the size and shape of the ship he calculated that it could hold several hundred of people. not counting if the had drones to be used in defense.

" i'll take out the communications" Kris quickly said as he flew towards the bridge.

he didnt want them to call in help from anymore reinforcements, he didnt want to fight it out with a entire army, though he couldn't say the same for Logan, or even venom. For him it would be good to go in out as quickly as possible. In the end he knew that nothing truely goes as planned.

 

[Elegant_Emotion]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21, 2014
5:43 pm

Kimura sat alone in the rear of a black Cadillac sedan, eyes glued to her phone as she swept through incoming data. In the front two security men sat in silence. Suddenly every phone in the car began buzzing at once. Photos and text began flooding Kimura's screen; narrowing her eyes and expanding one photo she saw the man with black hair and sideburns. "Fuck." She cursed, bringing the phone to her ear and contacting the agents still on the ship. "This is Kimura, security code: Lernaean. Secure X-23 and activate the drones. NOW!"

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Laura was sitting in her cell when she noticed the first signs of something wrong. Rapid footsteps echoed from the nearby hallway and cautiously Laura approached the door to her cell, green eyes sliding shut as she concentrated on the sounds. Laura heard three groups of sound pass by, enough footsteps for at least five people. Tilting her head she formed a picture in her head: the footsteps were heavy, the sound of combat boots, and she could hear jingling metal accompanying the movements. They were the sounds of zippers, clasps, radios and guns. Sniffing she was able to pick up one final scent, salty and primal, they were afraid of something.

A moment later Laura heard the door to the outerhallway open and two men entered the room outside her cell. One quickly directed the other to open something, but they didn't come near her cell. There was a loud clang, the top of a crate falling to the ground she guessed, and the sounds of something heavy being laid gently on the floor. It was risky, Laura knew that, but she still approached the door more closely and slid it open just a crack. Standing against the opening to block the flashing lights from the screens in her room she peeked out to the room beyond.

The two men had set some round metal object on the ground. It was about the same width as a man's shoulders and a foot thick. One of the men held a tablet in his hand, rapidly tapping the screen. A moment later orange lights flared to life on the object and a distinct whirring noise filled the room. Laura's eyes widened as the object began to lift off the ground until it was level with the men's heads. They backed away, standing side by side while the man with the tablet tapped a few more times. Several ports opened on the front of the object, Laura could make out the barrel of a gun emerging from one. The lights suddenly flashed to red and the two men froze nervously, a thin green ray of light shot from another of the thing's ports, barely visible in the dark room, and swept over the two men. A second later the warning lights on the floating machine turned to green. " Looks like the ID reader on the drones is working." He sounded audibly relieved and his partner let out a deep breath. "Alright, let's unload the rest."

Within a few minutes they had over a dozen of the things activated and waiting. With a final swipe on his tablet the man the drones split into two groups, one flying towards the upper reaches of the vast container room where a porthole opened, briefly allowing a ray of sunlight into the room, and to the outside of the ship. The other made its way out into the hallway, the ship's automatic doors opening and closing smoothly behind them. For half a second Laura leaned forward as if to follow, then shook her head and slid her door closed, settling on the bed once again.

 

[knight713]

Manhattan, New York
United States
Friday, March 21, 2014

Kris quickly crashed through the grass windows of the bridge, the sudden surprised of him crashing through the window caused those on the bridge to stop what they were doing to see what it was.

"Sorry about this but I'm going to have to get rid of all of you," Kris quickly said as he raised his hands and quickly proceeded to blast the nearest two bridge hands out of the remaining intact windows.

The remaining men quickly went to the commons to announce the arrivals of intruders; it did not work as another last took out the com station. Some of them were able to pull out pistols and started to open fire. Kris could hear the rounds bouncing off the armor; he was glade that they did not have anything bigger with them as it could do more damage to his unit.

"You all should learn to know where you're out gunned"

With that said Kris quickly blasted the last two men out of where he crashed in from, their screams was only silenced by the sudden stop at the end.

"Let's see I need the schematics of the ship," Kris quickly said as he ran to the nearest monitor. As he went through the files, on the ship he got the layout from what he figured that the ship had to have a specialty brig that was made for the girl. As he did that, he scanned for a list of items on board of the ship. When he did, he saw something he did not figure that they would use on the ship.

Running to the PA system he quickly spoke to everyone on board about what he found along with the drones that should be sent out to stop him or them.