The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

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Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Ton Ton and Cadolbolg skittered along on the ground to the place the group was gathering too, with hopes they would not be noticed by the checking crew. They were only "lizards" after all. As they went along, Ton Ton continued his communications with David, "Understood. We've established communications with Slindis already, so this shouldn't take too long. We'll keep you informed should anything happen topside."

Inside the base, Teri was still pretty shaky from the search (no doubt the cuffs still having a negative effect on her state of mind as well). Reaching out a cuffed hand for her wolfy companion, the Cleric felt a small degree of solace from petting Garm's side, even if her tremors did not completely subside.

As for Caim and Angelus; the duo were still playing their role of guards, Caim lightly prodding 'prisoners' who were lagging behind with his night stick, and Angelus looking around to calm the other prisoners, Melethia especially.

Somewhere New:

"LET ME OUT!!! LET ME OUT!!!" A voice echoed in the darkness, a voice that Som knew to be that of his annoying charge, a charge that he would have rather gutted than spent additional time with if it were not for the fact that she held the key towards finding out more about the Coven that was moving in on her family's claim. Knowing that her panic at their situation would do them very little in the way of finding out where they were, Som's voice pierced the darkness.

"Be quiet." He ordered in a voice that he would have used on a subordinate. Constance Sorrowfeld was not, in reality, his subordinate, far from it.

"NO! YOU BE QUIET!" She retorted as she saw quite clearly in the darkness what Som could not, the fact that the two of them were inside a trio of cages that stood in the middle of an empty room.

"We're trapped, you ass." The Vampire-turned-Cat-Girl continued as she rattled on the cage door, intending to emphasize her point.

When there was no response forthcoming from her Hunter Kidnapper, Constance peered over into the cage where Som's voice had come from and saw that he was busy doing - something. Watching the hunter closely, Constance saw that he was mixing various materials together using a small mortar and pestle, the grinding of the materials making a clinking noise as the jacketed jack-a-ninny continued working without saying a word. When he appeared satisfied with his work, Som poured the contents from the mortar into a small vial and capped it, before shaking it vigorously.

The result was minor at first, a small sickly greenish glow that grew stronger as the Hunter shook the vial, until the whole room was bathed in a green hued light.

The two appeared to be caged in the middle of a warehouse, empty for the most part, save for a table where their weapons and items had been placed. The cages were of a design that Som had never seen before, he being somewhat of an expert on cages as he used them from time to time to house his living captures for study at Sanctum. The cages were familiar in that they had metal bars that kept the subject within but the exterior of the cell was lined with a thick glass, one that appears to be able to withstand quite a bit of punishment.

"Strange." Som muttered, a habit of his that caused the young Vampire girl much consternation and annoyance.

"What's strange?" She asked, as she went up to the door of her cage and pushed on it, finding it more than able to withstand her strength, with was considerable. Looking around the remainder of the warehouse, she noted that the only thing, other than the table that had their items on it, was a panel covered with toggles and levers that was connected to the cages by a series of wires.

"Wait. Teddy!" Constance exclaimed as she realized that the panel must have controlled the cells and that Teddy was out there with the panel.

"Who?" The Hunter asked as he pulled some additional materials from his belt, which whomever had captured them, had not had the foresight to remove from his person.

"You'll see." The Darkly Dressed Vampire said before she called out loudly. "TEDDY!! HEY TEDDY!!! WAKE UP!" She yelled towards he pack that was shaped like a plush bear.

To Som's surprise he witnessed the bear starting to move of its own accord. Sitting up slowly at first and stretching in a fashion that one did after one woke up after a long and comfortable nap.

"Miss Sorrowfeld?" Teddy called out loudly looking for his owner and stopping when he saw that she and her kidnapper were trapped.

"Miss Sorrowfeld, how did you manage to get in there?" Teddy asked as he hopped off the table, heading towards his beloved Constance.

"I don't know Teddy but you have to help me get out of here." The Vampirette replied, her fingers pointing towards the panel as she did, getting a nod from Teddy in response to her command.

"I will get you out of there in a jiffy, Miss Sorrowfeld, do not worry your little-" Teddy's voice stopped when he came upon another cage and a man trapped inside, a man that was not Constance's kidnapper, a man that had the look and peculiar odor of a dog, creatures notorious for ripping up plush animals.

"head?" Teddy finished as he started backing away from the stranger's cage.


Somewhere New:

A chuckle came from the man sitting in the cage, startling the poor bear. "Well well well, what have we here?" The man said in an amused voice. The man took several steps towards the glass, revealing himself to his fellow prisoners. He sniffed the air, and turned his head, looking straight at the young vampire. She could see that the man was wearing a friendly smile, though given the circumstances, it might have been more disturbing than friendly for her.

"Ah... I recognize that scent. A vampire, hm? And a young one at that," Hadrian said matter-of-factly. He sniffed the air once more, turning his gaze to the hunter, losing the smile. His eyes narrowed, looking much more serious, but not threatening. He smirked, tapping at the glass in his cage. "And you. You're quite obviously human, though you reek of demon blood. I don't suppose you're affiliated with the Guardians, are you?"

If there had ever been a stranger sound than a Vampire hissing in a extremely exaggerated approximation of a cat, Som had never heard it. The actions of his young prisoner was not what had his attention though it was the person that was housed in the cages with them and the fact that he had not known about the fact that the Little Vampire's stuffed bear was alive. The question came up again:

"You're affiliated with the Guardians, are you?" The strange man asked once again through the glass.

"No. I am not." Some responded leaving absent the question as to what the Guardians were in the first place. He assumed that it was some sort of group but the name left no clue as to their allegiances. Without saying another word, Som continued his work, grinding away at the materials that he had mixed into the mortar and pestle until it was of a putty like consistency.

"Teddy? Are you okay?" The Young Vampire with the Raven and Cobalt streaked hair asked, using the interior bars of the cell to lift herself up to get a better view of her Teddy Bear Butler.

"Yes, Miss Sorrowfeld. Yes, I believe that I am quite alright. This 'genleman,' a term that I use loosely, is also trapped as you and your 'companion.' He only slightly startled me." Teddy's voice responded, causing Constance to breath a sigh of relief.

"Who're you?" Constance asked as she motioned for Teddy to move towards the panel that would release her from the cage. As she did so, she tried to get a sense as to who this stranger was and if he could be trusted. Since she did not know where she was, she needed to find someone who could help her, especially if the Hunter decided to try to destroy her.

Looking her fellow prisoner over, she noted that he was ludicrously tall and towered over her despite the fact that he had to hunch slightly within the confines of the cell. He had the looks of a pauper but from the way he spoke and its confidence, she was sure that there was something more to him, especially due to the fact that he was able to tell what she was just by scent. Her young mind attempted to discern what type of creature her fellow prisoner was, as there were quite a few creatures that would have been able to identify her by scent.

The fact that his breath fogged in the cold air meant that he was alive and not a member of the undead, although Hell-Birthed undead were able to produce the same effect, the fact that he did not immediately reduce the area into ash eliminated that possibility. The only living creature that she was familiar with that could take on the appearance of a human and identify her by scent was a were-creature.

Waiting for an answer, she noted that Teddy had made it to the panel and was busy examining the toggles and appeared to be smiling as he depressed a red toggle, causing a hum to start building up quickly before dispersing suddenly.

The silence was immediately broken by a loud bang that came from the Hunter's cell. Peering over towards her involuntary companion, she saw that Som had been thrown back against one of the walls of his cell, the smell of singed skin wafting into the air as he lay there for a moment.

"(Good job, Teddy.)" She thought to herself as another toggle was depressed, this time causing the door to her cell to slide open.

"Who - are - you?" She said a bit more slowly this time, emphasizing each word as she did so.

Somewhere New:

"Who-are-you?"

The man put up a finger, shushing her. He gripped a bar of the cage experimentally and stepped back, nodding to himself. "Hmm... This shouldn't be too much trouble..." The man mused, a small grin visible on his face. He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the two bars, and promptly pulled them apart, leaving an opening large enough for him to slip through. However, the glass still remained, blocking his exit...

*CRASH*

...Or at least until Hadrian brought back his right arm and delivered a punch, shattering the barrier into many pieces. The shards of glass crunched as he stepped out of the cage. With a sigh, he looked at his surroundings, before turning on his heels to look down at the vampire girl. He raised an eyebrow raised when he saw that she had a pair of cat ears and a tail. Perhaps she was a cat-vampire hybrid of some sort? Regardless, the man bowed, introducing himself to the girl.

"I am Hadrian Selene, Master of the Guardians of Light. And you are...?"

He neglected to mention his position of Head Interrogator for... particular reasons.

Daft Sikes:
"I am Hadrian Selene, Master of the Guardians of Light. And you are...?"

"Constance Sorrowfeld, Daughter of Maximilian and Harlow Sorrowfeld, Princess of the Sorrowfeld Clan." The Crimson eyed vampire said as she looked at the man that towered above her and reached out her hand, displaying a large gold ring with a scarlet ruby set into its center. Gazing into the depths of the gem, the Guardian was able to see what appeared to be a series of flaws within the gem that formed a perfect letter "S." As she waited for the giant to kiss the ring as was the customary greeting, her cat-ear head band slipped slightly, causing the girl to reach up to adjust the black ears.

"Beg pardon, Miss Sorrowfeld, but you do not know where the 'gentleman' has been." Teddy said as he waited for a dial on the panel to turn green, depressing the red toggle once again and administering a shock to the hunter.

*BAM!*

"That is Teddy, my butler and dearest friend. Don't mind him, he gets cranky at times." She added as Teddy waddled over to where his Vampiric Charge still had her hand outstretched. As he approached, the bear appeared to reach within the depths of his furry belly and produced a moderate sized juice box before jamming the bendable straw into the box itself. From the smell that came out of the box, the Lycanthrope was able to deduce that the Juice Box was filled with blood.

As the Vampire and the Were-Creature made their introductions, another crash echoed in the large and empty warehouse, followed by the sound of metal hitting the concrete floor. Glancing in the direction of the sound, Constance saw that the Hunter had managed to free himself by blasting out the door's locking mechanism, its remnants strewn about.

Walking as proudly as a man who had been twice electrocuted by a stuffed toy, Som bypassed the two creatures of the damned, pausing ever so slightly to punt the small Teddy bear a fair distance as he made his way towards the table that held the trio's possessions.

"BASTaaaaaaaard!!" Teddy cursed as he landed half way across the warehouse.

As Som gathered his weapons, he spoke softly, though the acoustics of the building amplified his voice.

"I do not care who you are but the pertinent question is what are you doing here?" The Hunter said as he sheathed a blade that flashed silver.

Somewhere New:

Hadrian turned away from Constance and smirked at the man. He let out a light laugh and shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm afraid I have no idea. I've been getting tossed out of portals lately, and it just so happens that I've landed in here." Hadrian glanced at his weapons on the table with a frown. "Though I don't know how my weapons ended up over there..."

The wolfman made his way to the table to pick up his things, but hesitated mid-way. He looked at the right man, and looked at the blade he just sheathed. With a huff, Hadrian snapped his fingers, his eyes flashing red as he did so. At first, it seemed that nothing had happened, but when the Hunter tried to move, he found it hard to do so. The fact that he could move at all surprised Hadrian, but he maintained the spell, moving in front of the table, and gathering his stuff.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to try to kill you. Just doing that as a precaution," He said as he strapped on the katar onto his arms. "Certainly don't want a knife jammed in my spine." He tugged on the straps one more time, before stepping away from the table and releasing his spell, allowing the hunter to resume the gathering of his inventory unhindered. "Anyway, I know you said you don't care who I am, but may I ask who YOU are, exactly?"

Daft Sikes:
"Anyway, I know you said you don't care who I am, but may I ask who YOU are, exactly?"

If the Guardian was expecting an answer from the Hunter, binding him or attempting to bind him was not a way to extricate any information from the Hunter who simply glared at the Guardian of Light or whatever and whatnot.

"Guardian of Light indeed." Som grumbled as he started stowing his equipment in their correct pouches, albeit quite slowly due to the spell's influence. As Hadrian finished grabbing his equipment, he noticed a high pitch hum that seemed to be from the area around the human's neck, a sound that was not unlike the sound of a glass harp being played.

"Don't mind him. His name is Som, which I think is short for 'Someone's a real ass.'" said the Raven Haired Vampire with Cat Ears from across the warehouse where she was picking Teddy up off the ground and brushing him off. Giving the wee bear a hug, the Princess of the Sorrowfeld Clan slung the bear onto her back like a backpack.

"He's typically a Hunter of Monsters but for now, he's my protector, at least until he gets all the information he needs from me." The little girl explained, her explanation making her seem more like a hostage than a travelling companion.

"If you two are finished, I think it best we find out where we are." Som said as he passed by, his hand shooting out to roughly grab the smaller Vampire by the shoulder.

"OW! HEY!" Constance complained as she struggled to get out of his grip, and managed to do so after a moment or two before falling in line behind him.

Turning, the Vampirette motioned for Hadrian to follow.

"Like I said, I think Som is short for 'Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed.'" The girl said before changing the topic. "What exactly are the Guardians of Light?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room Main Group

"Alright, just keep it low key, we're entering the base." David West sent over the Rings as the "Guards" and "Prisoners" went into the depths of the hidden base.
Once past the Blast Doors, they entered a lift with 2 keyholes, one labelled "Military" for the Army and one Labelled "Classified" For everything else.
"....Fuck, Anyone get a key?" He asked somewhat panickedly as he realized that they needed one in order to access the lower levels.
"HOLD THE LIFT!" He heard someone shout behind him, nearly causing him to draw his gun.
Instead, it was the men that were processing Jenny, her Gardevoir body working well as an "Alien".
The Pokemon herself was on a trolley they were wheeling in, completely out of it from their knockout gas.
"Phew, thought we'd missed it!" The Scientist said as he used his key to activate the lift and sending it down to the Classified level.
A minute later, they were in and the doors opened to a huge Command Center with hallways leading in several different directions, one for "Weapons Research", One for "Mess Hall", One for "Prison Bay" and one for "Research Lab".
"Thanks for that. I'll buy a beer after we finish with this one." The Scientist cheerfully said as he brought Jenny down a hallway labelled "Research Lab".

Rugal meanwhile was playing his Prisoner role as best he could.
"Right...Now where is our "Friend"..." He mused, wondering which one of these sectors Deadshot was hiding out in.
He was a little concerned when Jenny was wheeled off like some cadaver and asked "We're in, Think we could go loud and proud yet?"

RETRACTED Shawn
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab)

"No Please! They'll just kill us both! They don't care about us Scientists!" Shawn's Hostage stammered as one of the Agents went into the microphone for the Decontamination Chamber.
"Attention Intruder, Surrender yourself or we be forced to purge the Chamber. We don't mind taking you back Alive or Dead and we have the controls for the Chamber, think about this." He warned as Shawn remembered the options he just used to get in here.
Then an idea! The Vents! he might be able to get out that way!

As he thought about this, he noticed a pair of shocked looking scientists with that weird creature from the Rising Dawn (Jenny) on a tolley.

Constance, Som, Hadrian

After the Trio had freed themselves and gotten their equipment back-
"Did you hear that?"
"Take a look, I'll cover you"
They heard 2 voices say before the door to their prison was opened and a pair of Men in Black Suits and Sunglasses entered, each holding a Strange Pistol.
"...They aren't in their cages." One pointed out as they took their safety's off and their guns began to hum slightly as they searched the room.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room Main Group

Melethia finally came to a calm state as they were led further down into the basement, and they were contacted by Slin as well. "I've made my way down in time, but what happened to Jenny?"

Devon decided to speak up. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd rather not have Jenny get sliced up here... Anyone going to come along with me to try and get her out?"

RETRACTED Shawn
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab)

Seeing Jenny being rolled out beside the people outside the chamber, Shawn cursed himself for this situation.
"(Damn it, I can't help)" Shawn yelled inside his mind, he knew he had to act quickly or both him and his hostage friend will end up being "Purged", and for one Shawn does not want to feel that. "Sorry gotta scoot!" He yelled towards his audience as he kicked in a vent and went inside whilst dragging his "Scientist buddy" along behind him.

"You did piss me off with that yelling, but I am correct when I say "They are going to kill you anyway". I mean you did let me in and I apologize, I needed my stuff. It would be safer for you to remain with me as I tear this place asunder, then you can leave and work for a better organisation ... or me. What the hell is your name anyway?" Shawn asked as he pulled out his pistol in case his "buddy" fought back, this was for his well being too.

The two were crawling inside the vents, Shawn was going to unleash the prisoners and give them weapons. Well only the good ones. "Stay close, when you are with me you will not die ... I think"

RETRACTED Shawn
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab)

"HE'S GOING INTO THE VENT! STOP HIM!" The "Negotiator" of the Agents shouted as they raced inside the chamber, firing blue blots of energy at Shawn as he got away.
"GET ME THE LAYOUT OF THOSE VENTS! AND FIND THAT MAN! We can't risk a possible leak. MOVE!" He ordered as the group began to run around urgently trying to find where those Vents led.

Inside the large Vent, the Scientist was squirming and trying to get away, least before Shawn pulled a pistol.
"Unhand me! I spent my entire life getting to this point and I'm not about to let you ruin it for me!" He shouted, clearly annoyed at the whole "Hostage" thing.
"If my employers think I gave you classified information, they'll kill me in an instant. I'm not telling you anything!" He protested as he was dragged along.

RETRACTED Shawn
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab)

Shawn palmed his forehead as his new friend spoke. "They will probably already assume you gave me information, heck you let me in the chamber in the first place, they probably think your with me already and will kill you on site with me." He said whilst still pulling him along in the vents, checking the entrances for the location of them as they tried to reach the Prison Bay. The Wanderer was hoping that his friends were coming here, but if they came here it only could mean Deadshot is here again. Once Shawn starts a riot he will also start to look with him.

Turning around Shawn spoke again. "You may as work with me to get you to safety, Hell you should work for the organisation I have a temporary position in, you could improve that airship." Shawn said to him and decided to give him the truth. "Enough about that job position. This place is going to Hell already, if my friends are coming here, that could only mean that this place is done for and something bad is going to happen. Trust me, I treat my allies well and protect them with every fiber of my body." Shawn stopped and place his heart on his chest and took his helmet off.

"Give me your name and I will ensure you live." He said as he held his hand out to him.
Shawn would only hope that he will earn an ally out of this.

RETRACTED Shawn, Rusty
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab)

The Scientist let out a loud groan.
"....Gah! Fine. If you care so much about it..." He sighed as he took off his helmet, revealing his face.
"Doctor Thaddeus S. Venture...But my friends call me Rusty..." Rusty said as he introduced himself to his kidnapper.
He pulled out a can of Diet Pills and sighed "Well, not like my life was going to pick up anyway. The one place that doesn't have my father's name plastered over it..." as he took a couple of dozen of them.
"Go Team Venture my ass...Look, Can I go now?"

Unknown Location: Constance, Som, Hadrian

Hadrian clicked his tongue, thinking of a way to describe the organization. "Well, simply put, the Guardians are a large organization dedicated to the eradication of malevolent forces, ranging from your typical man who wishes to have the world burnt to cinders, or creatures from beyond the nether wh-"

"Did you hear that?"
"Take a look, I'll cover you!" A voice came from the entrance, coupled with the sound of rapid footsteps, interrupting the werewolf.

"...Well, shit." Hadrian dashed forward, grabbing Som and Constance, bringing them atop a vacant cage placed near the entrance. The moment the three were on top of the cages, two men in black and white suits came in, and armed with alien-looking guns.

"They aren't in there cages," One of them noted in alarm, causing them both to ready their weapons and search the area for the missing prisoners. Hadrian let out an irritated low growl, which their two supposed captors, thankfully, didn't hear.

"So, what do you two think we should do? Hadrian asked the hunter and vampire quietly. "Want to slip out while they aren't looking, or would you rather we grab one of them, so we can find out where we are?

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room Main Group

"I could come along." The Ashworth scion spoke up, pushing up his glasses. "Maybe we can try "negotiating" for her release."

Daft Sikes:
"So, what do you two think we should do? Hadrian asked the hunter and vampire quietly. "Want to slip out while they aren't looking, or would you rather we grab one of them, so we can find out where we are?

Hadrian's question was met with an unsure look from Constance, a girl who was not accustomed to combat and appeared to go green around the cat ears with just the thought about the possibility of being drawn into a fight. Though she had training and her parents had spared no expense in finding the best instructors on the topic of her blood magic, she had never used them in a live situation until very recently, when her family had been wiped out.

Som, aware of what the Pseudo-Feline Bloodsucker was capable of, answered the simplest way he could, by drawing the blade that had made Hadrian nervous recently. Holding the blade in front of him, Hadrian witnessed the silver knife's hand extend, transforming the weapon from a long knife to a spear.

"Capture one. Dispose of the other." The Hunter said, causing an immediate reaction from Constance.

"But what if they're the good guys? What if this is all a big misunderstanding." Constance whispered as she grabbed Som's arm.

"If they were friendly, they would not be drawing their weapons while looking for us, nor would they have placed us in cages while we were unconscious." Hunter Waterford responded, shaking the girl's hand from his arm.

Seeing that the two guards were about to be attacked and most likely killed, she tried to reached back behind her where Teddy had the girl's Silver and Black shotgun ready and loaded with beanbag rounds before Som could start his attack. Her actions, were too slow as Som jumped from the top of the cage with his spear out in front of him, ready to impale the first guard.

"LOOK OUT!!!" Constance called out from her perch on top of the cage, causing the guard to turn and see Som's diving attack.

*CRACK!!* The sound of the guard hitting Som in the face with his pistol resounded throughout the abandoned warehouse. A hum from behind Constance and Hadrian warned the two that they were in eminent danger as the second guard unleashed an explosive bolt of energy towards them.

"Look out Miss Constance!"

Since Devon and Ella were leading the back, they heard the commotion first. "Davids, me and Ella are gonna check on what happened back there. Anything goes wrong, we can get back here rather easily."

"Besides, I want out of this stuffy uniform, so the sooner the better. You guys can take care of things here, can't you?" Ella dispeled the rather weak illusion of her guard outfit to change back into her normal outfit as she went down the hallway.

Seeing the last guard attacking, Devon drew his blade from the sheath on his belt and stabbed him in the neck. "Any of you seen a fellow by the name of Kent Paul?" Hoping to stop the hostilities before they started, he dispeled the illusion he'd put on himself of the guard outfit to get in his streetwear, with the glimpse of some kind of black chain shirt underneath. Although he wasn't sure who they were, it wouldn't hurt to start off on the right foot.

Caim's training's really helped expand what I learned way back when... Never thought I'd be breaking into Area 51 a year ago.

The werewolf grabbed Constance, leaping from the cage and narrowly avoiding the projectile. The moment the bolt of energy came into contact with the cage, part of it disintegrated into nothing, leaving a large smoldering hole. He set down the girl gently, and turned to face the agent, only to see him on the ground, bleeding profusely from his neck, and two new faces standing behind his fallen body. Hadrian paid them little mind at the moment, as Som was currently pinned below an agent who was trying to blow his head into nothing.

"HEAD'S UP!" Hadrian cried out while running towards them, and wearing a manic grin. The agent looked toward Hadrian, eyes widening in that split second before he received a dropkick, knocking him off of the hunter, and his shades off of his face.

The agent skidded across the floor, with Hadrian's feet still planted firmly on his face, before coming to a halt at the end of the room. He ground his shoe on the man's face, before casually stepping off of the agent's head, which currently looked like a horribly mangled mess. "Y'know, with weapons that could destroy matter in the blink of an eye, I expected him to be a little more competent than that," Hadrian said out loud in mock disappointment. "Such a shame."

bluecrimson:
"Any of you seen a fellow by the name of Kent Paul?"

Daft Sikes:
"Such a shame."

Two guards down in the blink of an eye, a feat that seemed remarkable given how well armed they were and the fact that the trio that defeated them had only met moments ago.

Picking himself off of the floor, the normally calm Hunter appeared to be seething inwardly as he looked for the cause of his near demise as he pulled out a flask from underneath the long jacket that he wore. Unscrewing the cap, the scent of cinnamon, cloves and alcohol filled the air for a moment before Som put the drinking vessel to his lips. Walking towards the guard that Hadrian had severely wounded, the bladed head of the spear pierced the guard's chest, Som leaning on the shaft of the spear until he felt the blade meet the cement of the floor.

"The guard is no good to us if he cannot speak." The tall man, though not as tall as Hadrian, said coolly before allowing the shaft to retract, returning the weapon into its original form.

*BOOMBOOM!* The thunderous report of a shotgun being fired rapidly caught Som and Hadrian's attention before they could meet the newcomers that had slain the first of the guards.

In the distance, the two saw a third guard that had been drawn towards the warehouse by the racket caused by the short fight as well as a blur that moved quickly around the guard. The first two shots that echoed in the warehouse had taken the legs out from under the hapless guard.

*BOOM!* A third beanbag round was first from below the guard, causing his body bend unnaturally from the force of the impact and the force of gravity.

*BOOM!* A fourth round hit the guard from above, the non-lethal projectile striking the man in the shoulder, causing him to corkscrew in the air until he landed with an audible thud, down and out but still alive.

"HEY GUYS! I GOT ONE!!!" Constance exclaimed as she blinked into view next to where Som was standing, cradling her still smoking Silver and Black shotgun.

"Who're those two?" The Catty Vampire asked as she spotted the two newcomers, her eyes seeing that while one was human, the other was obviously not.

"I do not know. But obviously they are not with the people that had us imprisoned." Som said as he pointed towards the body with the sword wound to the neck. Sensing that the female of the two was not human, Som kept himself alert. Even if she had assisted them against the guards, her motives were still unknown.

"Hey that guard's coming around!" The Vampirette said as pointing towards the third guard.

[DOMINANCE!]"Hey you! Come here!" Constance ordered, causing the guard to walk, albeit mechanically, towards the gathering group.

"Anyone want to ask this guy some questions?"

Unknown Location: Som, Constance, Hadrian, Devon, Ella

"Sure," Hadrian spoke up, scratching his chin and stepping in front of the guard. "So, where are we now, exactly, and why did you keep us in those cages? "

He sniffed the air, detecting hints of anesthetics and blood in the air, but at the same time, gunpowder and sweat. Throw in the fact that they were imprisoned, and Hadrian could probably guess what their intent was.

"Fuck yoRETRACTED". Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Suits.
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay)

The Wanderer shrugged in annoyance as they moved once more in the cold military vents. Both the material and small vent was chafing Shawn since he was wearing his Elite Riot Armor. Stopping for a second to place his helmet back on, the Wanderer looked down for a second and saw a very familiar hallway with a very familiar person in it. It was the the Prison Control Room and look who it was patrolling it's halls.

"It's that bastard I yelled out ... oh well Shawn muttered to himself in a angry yet carefree tone. The hands of Shawn wrapped carefully around his backup combat knife, pulling it out carefully to not make any noise at all. Breathing in a few times the Level Something Courier punched the vent entrance down. It fell from the ceiling with such grace that the CO looked up almost tearing.

Time came back to the present as Shawn fell behind the vent and landed on top of the CO. Unfortunately the blade of his knife was falling in-front of him so that struck first. Pulling a weight attached to the knife, Shawn easily pulled on it and in a surprise it came out of something. Looking down, Shawn could his knife covered in blood and had an eyeball attached to it. Sighing in his mind, he pushed it off with a elegant movement as if it was a animal's fecal matter.

Once more looking down, he could see the dead CO which he had both crushed and stabbed at the same time. "Sorry for that. I only wanted to cut a finger off." Shawn offered a prayer before looking up for his new Partner to get down. Though he was in quite a bit of shock. After that he talked to Rusty "Don't worry you will get out soon, just give me enough time to start a riot." Shawn tried to calm the shock down, but he had to focus on his objective.

"Now I have to free everyone."

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room: David, Rugal

David watched as Devon and Ella went off to investigate the sounds coming from Hadrian's, Constance's and Som's location, leaving him with the main body of the group.
"Alright then...I think it's about time we got to work." He said as he pulled out his M500.
"Find Deadshot by Any Means Necessary. If this place is as Hi-Tech as it seems, they are bound to have some big guns. Move out, Search the area. If you get spotted, go nuts. Odds are they were going to try and arrest-slash-shoot us anyway. Let's do this people." He said as he went around and unlocked all the handcuffs of the "Prisoners" before sneaking off towards "Weapons Research".

Rugal was easily able to break his own cuffs with little effort, but with his appearance (A tattered red suit and covered in dust) he stuck out like a sore thumb.
"Okay, I'm going to make a break for Jenny. I'll meet up with the rest of you in a few minutes. This won't take long..." He said to his family before waltzing towards the "Research Lab".
A lot of men of science were about to die...

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

The Guard robotically marched forward, a expression of fear on his face as he did so against his will.
Then Hadrian asked him confidential information, the nature of such was a matter of national security and swore never to tel-
"United States Army Research Base Area 69: Alien and Other Unknowns. You were most likely captured for research purposes, given the fact that you are either Aliens or Meta-Humans due to either Biological or Arcane means...
...
WHY THE HELL DID I SAY THAT?!" He pleaded, already starting to count the number of court martials he would receive for this.
He then began to strain to bring up his weapon to defend himself.

Don't make me Neuralizer you! Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Suits.
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay)

"...Oyyyy...Least he has better people skills then Brock..." Rusty sighed as he went to get down from the vent in the only way he knew how: Face first.
Aside from that, Shawn was easily able to pick the locks and free the prisoners (Why Prison Cells had [Very Easy] locks is beyond me).
Within an instant, one of the mafia members the Wanderer held at gunpoint less than an hour ago picked up the rifle the CO had dropped, seeing how he didn't have any need for it anymore.
"...Now what?..." Kent Paul asked, while he talked a hard game and acted like "The" Criminal Mastermind around his friends, he wasn't exactly known for actually living up to his act.
"Now, we find these bastards and kill them!" Frankie said as he went into the Prison Bay with his rifle and began to fire it up in the air, keen on inciting violence.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room: David, Rugal

With a happy sigh of relief from the cuffs being removed, Teri grabbed her Tablet from David's bag with shaky hands, and then mounted up on Garm, saying, "I'm going with Dad. If you need medical assistance, hit me up on the rings, and I'll be there shortly!" before the reunited trio dashed off after Rugal.
Finally being free from the cuffs did the Cleric an obvious world of good, a fact both Dimitri and Sadei (who was being extracted from Teri's pocket and turning into a staff again) noticed, the AI being the first to mention it,
"Feeling better, Madam? Now, if you find an appropriate apparatus for me to enter, do let me know. I have a feeling these security systems will be easier than Viscus...."

Teri gave a small nod and tapped something on her Tablet's surface, causing a piece of parchment to appear and then disappate after some chanting on the Cleric's part; causing a familiar glow to appear on her hand. Teri then reached the hand to Rugal's side, and tapped him just barely with an extended finger, calling out with a hint of jest, "It's dangerous to go alone, take this!"

Teri casts Shield of Faith, giving a shimmering, magical field around Rugal that grants a +3 Deflection bonus against being hit! Essentially, makes stuff bounce off him a bit more.
30 Seconds till Teri can cast another level 1 spell.

Following that, Rugal could feel that Teri had deployed her healing aura for the three of them, and the Cleric began chanting up something again, her hands moving in strange motions with Sadei in hand....

After the Cleric took off, Caim helped Ton Ton get his robe and feather back before looking to David (West) and saying, "It'd be more helpful to your path if I can be there to distract... You're a ranged fighter, so this should work to your benefit."

After taking off the stuffy uniform and unsheathing his family blade, the warrior gave his usual battle grin to the Irish officer before following after David (West) to parts unknown in the facility. Whether David took comfort with the (former) Prince as his companion, was anyone's guess.

Ton Ton gave a nod of thanks before Caim disappeared, and then leaped, taking to David A.'s shoulder after being properly robed. Giving a happy shake of his lantern, "I'll help keep you safe, David! Just like in the Western realms, right?"

Cadolbolg gave a happy grin to finally being allowed to fly again, and said to the group, "I'm gonna check up on Friend Devon. He says I'm a big help to him, so I big help I'll be!"
Following that, the turtle dragon baby barreled off in Devon and Ella's direction; doing his best to fly as fast as he could when he heard more gunshots.

As the little family split apart, Angelus stripped out of the suit as well (wearing her usual garb underneath) and shot a smile at Melethia and Slindis before quipping, "How very predictable, leaving us with the children. No matter, I hardly think we've anything to worry about. So, which direction should we take?"

Unknown Location: Som, Constance, Hadrian, Devon, Ella, Cadolbolg

Doing the best he could to reach Devon and Ella on time, Cadolbolg didn't know that he was going to meet another group of strangers with his query. Slowing to a halt before landing on Devon's shoulder, the little turtle-dragon-baby said to the bard, "Friends of your's?"

No more Mercy. Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Suits.
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay)

Hearing Kent Paul, Shawn was about to answer him but was interrupted by Frankie with his "Now, we find these bastards and kill them!". Shawn nodded right besides him as he decided to check his Pip-Boy to pull out one of his better and bigger weapons. "Okay everyone, as we progress through this place we need more weapons and allies. I shall lead us and you stay behind me either fighting back or hiding until you gain a weapon. Our second priority is to release any and all Prisoners this place holds. Third priority, only aim for enemies, the Scientists don't deserve our wrath!" Shawn's mechanical voice said harshly.

The Wanderer bought out the weapon he was going to destroy this place with.


It was a Grenade Launcher but much, much faster. "Okay, lets move!" The Wanderer ordered before telling them of his friends and enemy. "Also if you see another group of people who arn't in black suits, don't fire ... you see a man in armor and possibly without a face, shoot his arms and leg. Other then that, let's start a riot!" Shawn laughed out in a dark tone.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room: David, Rugal

Melethia grinned as she pulled out her offhand handaxe, completely ready to fight. "I'll do what I can, but they won't be gettin' up if they attack me." She looked around the area before heading over to David. After all, he was the weakest link here. It might help if he got some cover, after all, and she always appreciated someone watching out for her as well. (The fact that Ton-Ton had joined Ashworth as well didn't have anything to do with it, or so she told herself.)

Slindis turned to David West after ending the Shadow Fade, having caught up with him quickly enough. "We should be as clear as we can be up top, so it's just a matter of being careful here. Caim, did you run into any issues getting down here? I tried keeping the count of attacked people down here to lower the profile..." A few curses in an odd mix of German, Japanese, and English could be heard as SLindis placed the bow she had been borrowing from Melethia in her sole Bag of holding, but otherwise the Drow looked fine for someone that had just snuck into a heavily guarded base.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

Ella chuckled as she pulled out a sickle from the wheel. "Okay, let's make this a bit simpler. Scarred up guy, gun nut, he's here. You'll tell us where he is if you're hoping to have kids, mmkay?" A small motion of slicing the red kama's edge across are in front of her index finger sent the rather painful message across to make Devon wince.

Meanwhile, Devon turned to the... cosplayer, Fangirl? Well, whatever she was, she was good with a gun. Her older brother (well, that's what it looked like) seemed a bit sternner, so he tried to greet them warmly. "Nice to meet the both of you! I'm Devon, and my companion's name is Ella. It may not be what we first came here to do, but we'll be more than happy to help you get out of here. Just try not to attack us, okay? I'd like to not have to attack either of you, since you both at least seem like decent enough people." As a gesture of good faith, he sheathed his shortsword as he went over to Hadrian.

"Hadrian, it's been too long! I'd say you missed too much, but some of the areas we went would be places you might not want to head back to. so glad I'm out of high school... Still, have you been holed up here this whole time? I'd hope not..." Almost as if he was a old friend, he greeted the man with a firm handshake.

Cadolbolg's flitting over to the group was greeted with Devon allowing the small dragon to land on his shoulder. "Well, they're not going out of their way to hurt us, so I'd like to hope they'll be friends. Hadrian's certainly a friend, for starters."

Daft Sikes:
"So, where are we now, exactly, and why did you keep us in those cages? "

Diablo1099:
"WHY THE HELL DID I SAY THAT?!"

bluerocker:
"Friends of your's?"

bluecrimson:
"Well, they're not going out of their way to hurt us, so I'd like to hope they'll be friends. Hadrian's certainly a friend, for starters."

The previously empty warehouse was now a hub of activity between fighting, forced interrogations and new individuals entering the dilapidated building. Save for the gathering group of humans and non-humans, the three cages (two of which were damaged beyond immediate use), the cages' control panel, the table that had once held the equipment and weapons belonging to Constance, Hadrian and Som, and the corpses of two of the guards, the remainder of the warehouse was empty.

Constance held the guard in her gaze, sensing that he was struggling against her will and attempting to bring his weapon to bear. Even after answering Hadrian's question, the Cat-Eared Vampire was still left with more questions than answers, especially in light of a facility whose existence was dependent on the capture of Aliens and Unknowns.

"Aliens?! As in little green men?! You've got to be kidding me! Everyone knows there's no such thing as aliens!" The Vampirette responded with a disbelief in the answer being as real as her fangs.

Noting that the guard was mentally escaping his "companions" control, Som removed his pistol, Aureus, from its holster and pointed the weapon's barrel at the trapped guard.

"Som! No! Wait! Constance cried out loudly, her high pitched voice bouncing off each of the structure's walls, making her quite difficult to ignore.

"What?" The Hunter questioned in response, his firearm still pointed at the hapless guard.

"There's already been enough killing today." The girl said, this time in a softer voice that reflected a recent personal loss or tragedy.

Despite his better judgement, he allowed the monster to do with what she would with the guard. He might have to travel with her for quite some time and he thought it best to ensure that the two were not so hostile towards each other that he would have had to end her existence. Lowering Aureus, the Hunter nodded towards his prey turned captive.

[DOMINATE!]"Get in the cage and forget that we were ever here. You can return to yourself once we leave this building. If anyone asks, you accidentally locked yourself in the cell." The Bloodsucker commanded, causing the guard's eyes to fog over as she reasserted her will over him and got in the containment vessels.

Seeing that the immediate problem of the remaining guard had been resolved, Constance turned to look at the others that were gathered.

From the scent of him, there was a human who stood next to a woman that had the fragrance of both the Underworld and the Overworld on her. Perched on the human's shoulder was just about the cutest winged creature that the Vampire turned Feline had ever seen.

The two, Constance and Som, stood slightly apart from the rest of the group, not knowing who they were or what their motives for being there were. In Som's mind, the group could have been part of the reason that the Hunter and his prey had been trapped in the cages in the first place. Trust was not something that the Jacketed Human gave instantly, a habit that had kept him alive.

"No, we're not." The red-stubble faced Hunter said in response to the miniature dragon's question.

"We just met Hadrian but I owe him one for knocking me out of the way of that guard's attack." Constance said as she adjusted her ears, looking at the Turtle-Dragon hybrid with a set of googly eyes.

"Quiet." Som snapped, his ire was still present at the creature giving away their position to the guards during his initial attack, an action that had almost cost him dearly. There was nothing that he would have enjoyed more than beating some sense into the little monster, but given the company and what little he knew of them, his primary concern was ensuring that they were not a threat.

"I'm Constance Sorrowfeld and this is Som. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." The raven haired girl greeted, her etiquette classes kicking in as she went into her family lineage and her position within the Sorrowfeld family.

"I'm guessing you all know each other, but how?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room: David, Rugal

David stared as several people separated from the group, looking somewhat lost, then at the Tonberry on his shoulder, giving it a twitchy smile... If you could call it a smile. "...Right. Just like in the Western realms. Goody." The last the Ashworth heir remembered of the Western realms was getting pulled into an alley, and accosted by some thugs. Luckily, he got pulled through a portal before they went through his things... And beat him up some more, of course.

Looking to the side, he noticed Melethia running up to him, an axe in hand. "Hello, Mel." David greeted her. "Got through the search okay, I hope?" And looking behind her, he noticed the dragon woman following behind at a somewhat slower pace. David blanched, waving weakly at her. "A-ahhhh-nd hello, m-miss Angelus! I-is C-Caim w-with you?

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

The wolfman shook his head, vaguely recognizing Devon. "No, not at all. I've just been doing some drifting, of sorts. Just been getting sucked through random portals, traveling through new worlds, that stuff. Last I remember, I was just resting in the woodlands of a nearby village, then I woke up in a cage, alongside these two." He gestured to Som and Constance.

At Constance's query, Hadrian sighed. "Not to be rude or anything, but that is a rather long story, and I doubt that now is a good time to discuss it. Perhaps we should try getting out of here first?"

Daft Sikes:
"That is a rather long story, and I doubt that now is a good time to discuss it. Perhaps we should try getting out of here first?"

That was a sentiment that the Hunter agreed with, though most likely not in the manner that the others of the group would have agreed with. While there was a human in the group, he appeared to be rather familiar with the creature that he had arrived at the warehouse with. This fact combined with his familiarity with the werewolf and the miniature dragon gave Som the impression that this Devon was a collaborator and should not be trusted.

"Right." Som responded in agreement with Hadrian's assessment of the situation and roughly grabbed his Vampiric charge by the shoulder, leading her towards a door that was farthest from the group.

"Hey! Stop it! Ow! That hurts!" Constance yelped as she struggled against the Hunter's grip as she had before only this time she was unable to squirm free.

"Where are we going? Why aren't we sticking with the others? We should stay with them." The Cat-Eared Vampire implored as she continued to struggle against the Stern Hunter's vice-like grip.

"No." He responded in his singular word fashion. Once he was able to get back in touch with Sanctum, he would inform them of the location of his Area 69 and have the creatures and collaborators rounded up for processing, as his duty demanded him to.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

Hadrian moved in front of the entrance, arms crossed, and wearing a smile, though it looked a bit forced this time, and showing a little teeth.

"And where do you think you're going, hm?" The Guardian asked the hunter. "I do believe I said that, "WE should try getting out of here," not "you two should try getting out of here by yourselves." If I'm correct, then this place is crawling with men, the ones that just tried blasting us into nothing. At least stay in a group until we get out of this "Area 69." It would be downright suicidal of you to go out on your own."

Daft Sikes:
"I do believe I said that, "WE should try getting out of here," not "you two should try getting out of here by yourselves." If I'm correct, then this place is crawling with men, the ones that just tried blasting us into nothing. At least stay in a group until we get out of this "Area 69." It would be downright suicidal of you to go out on your own."

The Hunter hesitated for a moment as he considered the options that were available to him. On the one hand, he could have attacked the werewolf. Even if he did kill Hadrian, he knew that he would have the others to contend with. Turning his head slightly, he inspected the others of the group and determined that they, unlike the rabble he had destroyed, had some combat training and experience. With the information that he needed to bring back to Sanctum and the proof that was embodied by his Vampiric "traveling companion," he understood that an attack on Hadrian would result in his death.

This only left him one other choice, compliance for the time being, until he could get out of this Area 69 and find a means of communication with his headquarters.

"Fine." Som responded, releasing his grip on Constance at the same time. "We travel with you for the time being."

Turning towards the werewolf, the vampire cat-girl smiled brightly.

"Thanks Hadrian." Constance said before she started to follow Som, who was wishing that they were outside right then. He had not seen the blue skies in sometime nor had he seen the rocky ring of Satellites and their Crystalline spires known as Overworld.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Main Room: David, Rugal, Slin, Ton-Ton

She smirked as she responded to David. "Well, the guys that came after me got off a lot worse than I did. If they'd gone further, more of 'em would have lost hands or worse. I just won't have them takin' these away, same reason you won't let anyoneone have your knives." Her eyes looked over the room in a patient manner, although the grip on her handaxe was still firm. It was a far cry from the white-knuckled grip she'd had on the kukri earlier.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

Devon continued the introductions with a small wave of a hello to Constance. "We met in a pretty crazy fight, although Ella here was busy with some stuff of her own. It's her business, and it's stuff I'll let her keep to herself." He was ready to keep the talks going, but Som's rough treatment of Constance brought up a protest from Ella.

"You want to start treating her like some kinda slave? When she helped you with those agents that would be more than willing to keep you locked in here? You don't have to like us or even pretend to tolerate us, but you will treat her like more a person than a disobedient puppy!" The half-succubus gave Som a rather pointed glare, the condescending attitude of the angels she had the misfortune of running into fresh in her head. Was Devon the sole exception in males treating women as property?

Trying to head off a fight between the two, Devon went in with a rather blatant topic change. "So, do you two need any protection? Despite what you saw earlier, I have other talents than that bit with the blade. Just let me know what it is, will you?"

bluecrimson:
"So, do you two need any protection? Despite what you saw earlier, I have other talents than that bit with the blade. Just let me know what it is, will you?"

The Cat-Eared clad vampire would have responded if not for the stern glare that her captor gave her, a glare that spoke of more discomfort if she did not heed his orders. Clamping her mouth closed, Constance kept her eyes firmly planted towards towards the ground.

"To address your 'companion's' statement, the creature that I travel with is only tolerated due to the information that she has contained, she is, to put it simply, my prisoner until I can transport her back to Sanctum." The Hunter stated with a voice filled with disdain. The disdain was not just for the vampire that he was forced to travel with but for the werewolf, the she-demon, the miniature dragon and their human collaborator.

"Even if our goals overlap at the moment, do not think that I will hesitate to report you to the Hunter's Authority once we have left this 'Area 69.'" Som warned, assured that his status as a Hunter would cow these creatures.

Blast Off To Titan:
"Even if our goals overlap at the moment, do not think that I will hesitate to report you to the Hunter's Authority once we have left this 'Area 69.'"

The statement brought a pause from the man before a thoroughly even-toned response filled with restraint. "You threaten us, show some organization's authority even though you may not know if it even exists, treat us with general disdain, and you act as if we should respect your position. And for that, I have only one question.

Why? Why should we aid you? Why do we even want to help an arrogant man like yourself? Why don't I just get Constance and just leave here with Hadrian and Ella, leaving you to linger here until the scientists tire of you? I honestly don't have time for your self-important spiel, so it's in your best interests to produce convincing answers and fast." By the end, the bard placed a hand on the pommel of his shortsword to punctuate the point rather quickly.

Ella gave Constance a symphathetic look, showing that she was more than ready to help the vampiress. After all, being shackled to such an ass oof a man seemed horrible in itself.

bluecrimson:
"...so it's in your best interests to produce convincing answers and fast."

The Hunter was not one to back down from a fight nor was he one to take threats upon his life lightly, especially from someone who kept the company of filth. The Hunter's hand slid to his side to brush away his jacket, revealing the long silver blade that he kept strapped to his side, his finger unsnapping the strap that kept the blade in its sheath.

"I do not answer to the likes of -" Som started to say before he was interrupted by the sensation of what felt like a punch to his back. Falling to the ground, he realized that he had been so focus upon the human collaborator that he never noticed Constance drawing out her own weapon and pulling the trigger while that weapon was aimed at him.

Dropping to the floor face first, Som attempted to pick himself up off of the floor but felt One Hundred at Ten pounds of Vampire land on his back.

"Oh no you don't!" Constance said as the weight of her body kept her captor pinned as she pulled ripped the necklace off of the man's neck.

[DOMINATE!]"Calm down, Som." The raven haired vampire said softly, her voice causing the Hunter's body to go slack for a moment as he ceased his resistance against her.

"I'm sorry." She apologized to Devon and Ella. "He saved my life and he and the Hunter's Authority are the only ones that might be able to help me, even if it means that I die in the process."

"But you've never heard of them have you, the Hunter's Authority?"

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