The Experiment discussion

((make it good! Give your charrie a life!! Well.... That's the scientists job... Keep your charrie alive!!! :D :D :D :D))

(I'm just going to jump in.)

Jessica was being shoved down a hallway by three very large guards. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and there was a loose rope around her feet, so she could walk, but not run. There was a rope around her neck, as well. She seethed at this. She was not a dog! She was a person like anyone else, even if she was a freak now. The guards were handling her quite roughly, tugging on her leash if she was moving too quickly. They slammed her to the floor if she was walking too slowly, and made her get up again and walk faster. They even had a taser and a whip, but thankfully they haven't used it yet. Jessica knew better than to struggle that hard.

Jessica hurt everywhere. There were bruises and lacerations all over her exposed body. It was torture, having to move like this. Her body pulsed with pain. She was wearing a thin cotton T-shirt, and short shorts, that was it, and the air made her cuts sting like ice. Every time she whimpered in pain, the guards kicked her.

She had just finished her first surgery. It took a full week to complete, and she was awake during every second. The scientists said that sleeping may screw up the surgery, so they stabbed her with needles with drugs that made her stay awake. She was mostly lizard now, except for the main human shape she managed to retain. She knew that there would be painful tests tomorrow. She started to weep. Too much pain for a person will bring them to tears, no matter how strong they are. Jessica knew she didn't deserve this lifestyle.

Before she knew what could happen, the scientist holding her leash grabbed her by the neck and shoved her against the wall, his weight leaning on her. His hot, stinky breath poured into her mouth, stifling her screams. "You will not cry," he growled. "We will hurt you if you cry. You will screw up the experiment, all we've been working for. If you cry, all is lost and we will start over. Understand?" She choked back a sob. He heard her cry though, and he peeled back his lab coat sleeve to reveal pointed, sharp fingernails. He grabbed her leg, making her slide to the floor, tearing her shirt, and grinned evilly. He raked his hand across the cuts all over the skin of her leg, and she couldn't help it. She screamed. He loved her cries of agony. "Somebody help me!" she wailed. "Please stop, please! I'll do anything! Please, sir, please, please!" she begged. He didn't stop.

Jung Hee shudred as he felt multipule needles peice his skin. Pain coursed through his vains. He cried out.

"Shut up." one scientist growled while slaping him with a strip of leather. Jung Hee whimpered. All his life he had lived with these horrible people. At first, it wasn't so bad. They just studied him. Then they got to exercising him. he was led around on a leash like a dog, he was fed like a dog, he was treated like a dog in general.

The scientist jerked Jung Hee to his feet. "Go to the exercise room." Jung Hee obiediently followed insturctions. In that room, there was a board of scientists holding up an object for a dog to sniff. They brought it to him and had him smell it. Jung Hee went through the humiliatnig steps. He knew if he didn't, he would be beat and starved again.

They led him and the dog out of the room. "Let's see how well you're Dhole DNA worked." As soon as the cloth was hidden, Jung Hee and the dog were sent in to find it. Jung Hee sniffed the air and cautiouls followed the scent to a high ledge. There he leaped trying to reach it, finding that he could jump higher than he ever could before. He jumped back to the ground and the scientsit came out and hooked a leash one to him.

"Let's go" They ordered him. The led him into his cage and forced him in, locking the door behind him.

((Okay, I've got a new idea! Just so you know, this is written from what Roan observes, not necessarily what's really true. For example, Father isn't her father.))
Roan was sitting in her room, reading one of her favorite books, when she heard heart wrenching screams from downstairs. Though she heard similar cries of pain fairly often, she had still not grown use to them. She put her book down, and rushed out a door and onto her balcony. She breathed the fresh air and waited for the usual nausea to pass. She pressed her forehead down on the fence and closed her eyes. She stretched out her long blue wings, extending them to their full size. She did this ritual every time she heard the screams. It helped her control her emotions and banish the sick feeling she got. And she couldn't hear the Experimentals when she was outside.

When she was young, she had asked her father why she heard the screams. He explained that they came from the Experimentals, but said no more.

One day, Roan had even dared to ask why she did not look like Father or his Assistants, as he called the others she saw in her home every day. It was blatantly obvious that she was the only one with wings; Roan's were large and sapphire blue. From her youth, Roan had observed the Assistants. There were many differences between her and them. Their claws her dull, short and flat. Their teeth and ears were the same! Their skin was strangely smooth, and varied in color among the Assistants. Roan's skin was the same white color as her father's, but it was rough and thick. The hair and eye colors also varied among the assistants, but Roan had never found a shade that matched her Sapphire eyes and silvery blue hair.

Roan had grown up basically alone. Sometimes the Assistants played with her, but never for very long. They disappeared into small rooms for most of the day, and never stayed around over night. Father spent most of his time downstairs, where Roan was to never go. Though she never wanted to because of the screams.

Roan had all her needs accommodated for in her wing of the large building. She basically had her own home tucked away behind a large white door. These quarters had belonged to her all her life. However, they did nothing to ease her overwhelming loneliness.

((O.O SILLY ROAN!!!))

((Why is she silly?))

((Okay I think that we've given people enough time to join if they wanted to. Let's try to tie our characters together, shall we?))

Those claws. They were needles. No, they were worse. They were knives. They screamed against her skin so slowly. Tears flowed from her eyes and her screams pierced the air. How could no one care? She heard the whimpers of animal children in their cells, and instead of feeling bad for herself and pathetic, she felt anger and power surge through her. What was wrong with this place? This was illegal, she knew it, these kids were almost all kidnapped or created here. They were brainwashed, they didn't know what the outside world was like anymore. She would change this. She would rescue as many of these experiments as possible or die trying.

Jessica kicked the clawed scientists square in the chest as hard as she could. The handcuffs snapped somehow in her quick movement. While he was gasping for breath, she stood up and darted over to the guard with the taser and quickly unhooked it from his belt. It would not be a good thing for him to use it against her if she were to actually escape. She pulled the trigger on all three of the guards, and she stole one of the scientist's lab coat. Luckily, there was a large ring of keys in one pocket. She scuttled away from the writhing scientists and turned the corner. She used a rubber band that was in the same pocket as the keys to tie her hair back and look more official.

She walked around the facility for the first time since coming here. She was only nine years old at the time.

She choked back the tear and focused on her mission. She nodded to the other scientists. She was lucky that her face wasn't scaly and the rest of her was concealed by the lab coat. She was tall and fit in with most of the young female wardens, thankfully. She followed the maps to the long rows of cells where little kids were rotting in darkness.

She ran down the hallway, unlocking all the doors in seconds. When she looked down the hallway she had just been down, she was confused. No creatures were crawling across the linoleum. The kids were too terrified to leave.

"Cmon!" Jessica screamed. "You're free! Prison break!" The animals snapped out of their trances and chaos broke loose. Every sound imaginable echoed off the walls of the rooms. Jessica threw keys into the air. "Save others, too! Flee this abuse!" Some kids grabbed the keys and started unlocking other cages.

Jessica ran upstairs, pushing angry scientists and kicking like a wild woman. She screamed that this was a prison break, and as the locks fell, kids were freed.

She saw one man carrying a leash away from a cage. She karate kicked the man in the face and probably broke his nose. The man crumbled to the ground as she unlatched the cage of the boy. She looked in and said kindly, "Get out of here. If you follow me, you will be free." She turned around and ran through another set of doors.

This was much different. This wasn't a crate, this was a bedroom. There was a book on the floor- a book! What a lavish treat! There were curtains streaming a balcony, and Jessica could see a shadow of a person. She walked out to it.

There sat an angel. The girl had perfect wings the color of the ocean. She wasn't facing Jessica, but Jessica dropped to her knees anyway.

"Excuse me. Let me help you. I know why you're sad," Jessica said, though she had no idea why the girl was pressing her head against the barrier of the balcony.

Roan swirled around and stared down at the new comer in complete shock.
"W-who are you?" She managed to stutter. Roan could tell almost instantly that this girl, though she wore the attire of the other assistants, was not one of them. Roan had spent so much time studying the assistants to know that they didn't have the same long features as this girl before her. The girl's hands also looked rough like Roan's did!

((hmmm.......... Should I make a bad boy charrie? Or a stuck up guy charrie? Or a guy with a dark, mysterious personality? Or a guy who is like a charmer/player of sorts? Or a happy go lucky, cheerful guy? Or a blank, innocent, curious guy? ........ Or should I make a girl?))

((Dawnlight-- It doesn't matter to me. We do need a scientist, but I am in no way pushing you to do that. Whichever you think you can write the most about.))

Jessica was startled by the angel. She wasn't used to people being scared by noises in the lab-- nearly all the kids had enhanced hearing. It never occurred that the scientists wouldn't give every kid perfect senses to every minority that walked through the doors of this criminally insane palace. Maybe this girl was an older experiment, but she still looked like a young person.

Of course, Jess really didn't want the winged girl to scream and blow both of their cover, so the only thing that seemed safe was to quiet the angel first and explain the situation later. It was easy because of her speed, and before she could speak she was on her knees behind the animal, being careful to avoid the wings. Jessica pressed her hand firmly over the girl's mouth and whispered into her ear.

"Sh. You must be quiet if you want to be free," Jessica said. "My name is Jessica Anstead, or more commonly know here, experiment number 2,936. I won't hurt you." Simultaneously with her words, she dropped her slender fingers from the girl's face. "We're breaking out of here, all the experiments. I'm going to rescue you," she murmured quietly.

Jessica did notice there were no chains or bars holding this girl back, and that the room she stayed in was lavish. Why was she treated differently?

In that moment, Roan's fighting instinct kicked in- this had only happened a few times before, and all had ended badly. She shot her wings out to their full extend while bending forward, freeing herself from the grasp of the strange girl. She flipped around and crouched in a position that prepared her body to spring. She was glad she had chosen to wear her loose tan pants today, and not something constricting.
"Experiments?" she hissed the question.

((Did you see the thing I posted in the plot?))

The girl's wings clipped Jessica in the face, and the effort threw the tall girl onto her back. She propped herself up on one arm and help up the other to show she was unarmed. Well, she had the taser in her back tucked into the back of her shorts, but she wasn't going to pull it on the girl who was obviously already frightened.

"Hey, hey, Blue-Wings. Relax," she said in a tight voice. She was still catching her breath. Jessica stood slowly, making sure to avoid a head rush. Holding up both hands, she mulled over what she would say next.

What had the girl meant when she asked "Experiments?" Was she asking which ones were being freed? It was difficult for Jessica to understand.

"You know," she said casually, speaking quicker now, as she could hear footsteps climbing the stairs at the end of the hall. "Experiments. Us. Kids who are tested upon and turned into animals, or at least part way. We are experiments," she told the girl furrowing her brows. Did the girl have brain damage due to her many surgeries? Why didn't she know what she was?

The footsteps became louder. Before Jessica could react, the doors of the room were reduced to splinters and five scientists were pointing guns at Jessica. None of them were looking at the angel, and Jess thought it was because the angel was still in her cage. All three guns were pointed directly at her chest, and Jessica was panicking. What should she do?

((yes))

Roan stood and examined the faces of the scientists, looking for that of her father's. ((I'm just going to roleplay him, btw))

A hand touched her shoulder and she whirled to face the man she had been looking for. She threw her arms around him and cried, "I don't know what's happening!" Her father patted her back and soothed, "It's okay, I've got things covered."
Roan stepped back and turned to face the girl once more. She wished the assistants would put their guns down. And she couldn't help but feel a connection with this girl... why? Because she was different like Roan herself was? Maybe that was it.
"Father, make them put their guns down," Roan whispered. The scientist held his face straight, "Roan, let me do my job my way."

Jessica watched in horror as the angel, apparently named Roan, embraced the tallest of the scientists as if he were family. He turned out to be, apparently, her father, because she addressed him as such. The other scientists in the posse never blinked, and Jessica knew her heart was just where the crosshairs lined up.

She thought quickly. It looked like she was going to die, but was she going to go like a rat in a cage or in a fight? She wasn't going to be meek about her death scene, and she knew what she had to do. She pulled the taser from the back pocket of her shorts and moved faster than the speed of light- she smirked as she realized that the scientists gave her this power, and now she was using it against them- and hit all four of them with a blast of high voltage electricity. They all crumpled to the floor unconscious, but Jessica didn't have time to feel guilty.

She darted to the man and ripped Roan away from him with unnatural strength. She punched the scientists in the nose and gave him a good kick to the groin before she grabbed Roan in super strong arms. She held Roan's wings tightly in her grasp so they wouldn't hinder anything.

More bravely than she imagined she was capable of, Jessica ran to the balcony and jumped off. "Hold on!" she screamed in Roan's ear. They were plummeting toward imminent doom. But just before they hit the ground, Jessica tilted herself toward the wall and held out her arm. She stuck to the wall, dangling about six feet above the ground.

"You idiot!" Roan shouted at the girl after catching her breath, "I have wings for a reason!!!"

Then the adrenaline of the fall wore off and Roan's anger shifted to the previous scene, "And what was that? You just go punching the lights out of someone's father before kidnapping them?"
Roan squirmed a little, but didn't put up much of a fight. She was mostly just trying to position her feet on the wall. She wanted some answers from this strange girl, but as soon as she got them, she was getting out of here.

Kristen was shoved down the hall by two guards, in her mind he just wished she wasn't in handcuffs. A man pulled open a door. Kristen was shoved in and fell to her knees. The guard took off the handcuffs and slamed the door shut locking it. He laughed, "You stupid human, I feel sorry for ya." He walked away leaving Kristen in the dark.

"I thought you wouldn't know how to use them, and I kind of wasn't worrying about your dignity. I was kind worried about to be killed by your Daddy and his goons! You can't tell me you were just going to let them do that?" Jessica cried defiantly. She snapped her mouth shut. She heard all sorts of noises that kids were making in their attempt to escape. Wasn't it ironic that this girl wanted to get back in when everyone else would give everything to escape?

Jessica unstuck from the wall, slowly easing the two girls down. She didn't lessen her grip on Roan, but she adjusted herself so that Roan's wings weren't the focal point of the pressure. When her bare feet touched the dying grass she released Roan.

"Don't you know that you can be free now? You need to get away from here, where they won't keep you in solitary confinement." Jessica said this with a passion that only a child who had been tortured all her life. Then, out of nowhere, a shower of bullets rained down from the roof. Jess looked at Roan helplessly. "Looks like Daddy isn't so happy."

"I asked my Father to have his assistants lower the guns, but he didn't don't blame me." Roan huffed, ducking back by the wall so avoid the bullets, "And they don't keep me in solitar-" Roan paused reconsidering that last word, "The don't confine me! I come and go as I please!" As Roan slowed her breathing while she pressed herself against the cold brick of the building and watched the deadly rain from her balcony. She wondered if this girl came from the basement. Was that what was down there? Prisoners who looked like her? Were they the source of the screams?

A man in a white lab caot rounded the corner to Kristen's cage, "Hello my darling." He cackled. "Guards take her to the lab." He smiled pulling on his gloves. Kristen was lain on a table her lags and arms strapped to the mettle table.She screamed as a neddle stabbed her arms legs ,feet and hands.

"Yeah, all you did was talk. You know, if it were me, I would have done something to avoid a murder right before my eyes!" Jess exclaimed. She grabbed Roan by the shoulders, pressing one side of her body against the wall to avoid the flying bullets. "You need to get away from your dad. He does confine you! Apparently, he didn't tell you what goes on here, and you might end up in trouble if you don't get out. He's obviously using you for something," Jessica warned, hoping to get through the girl's closed mind.

Even thought this girl was nothing but ungrateful, Jess felt bad for her. A child like her never got to know the real world at all, she was probably either created from the lab or stolen as an infant. She didn't know that her 'dad' did horrible things to her to turn her into the thing that she was now.

"Okay, so even though you want to miss out on the only chance to escape, I'm not going to let you!" Jessica grabbed Roans hands and shot into the curtain of lead.

The woods were about the length of a football field away. It wouldn't be that hard to get through, but seeing as Roan didn't want to leave, she couldn't drag her through the fire by herself unless Roan came with her willingly.

"What the crap!" Roan yelled as the girl tugged her into the bullets. She snapped her wings closed so the bullets wouldn't puncture them. Roan had hoped that the men would recognize her and stop shooting, but when she took a bullet in the thigh, it was obvious that they didn't care. Roan bit her lip in order to force a yelp and the tears back. For some reason she didn't want to appear weak to this girl.
Feeling betrayed, Roan trust her wings open, grabbed Jessica around the waist and took off into the air. Of course Roan took the girl with her. If these were the same men who caused the Screams, she wasn't going to let them take this girl again. Though Roan still didn't believe that her Father was in charge of this.

Kristen let out ear pricing screams till the men left leaving her violated and crying. She wished someone would come and take her out of the chains.

In the middle of the deadly shower, Roan's sharp ears picked up on more screams.
"You escaped but didn't get the others out?" she hissed at the girl, turning back.

Kristen lay mostly undressed sharp pain screaching through her body. She screamed as her hand started rippling, she kept screaming.

((Alright Princess. :] ))
Marie sat in her small room breathing slowly, the smell of blood bringing tears to her eyes. "H-hello!?" she called out through a sob. She stood up shakily, her pale legs refusing to bare her minut weight, and she sprawled to the ground with a soft thud. She drew a shaky breath and looked around the dimly lit room with glowing pale eyes, searching for the camera or speaker she knew would be there, but finding none "PLEASE! I already told you, i cant do it longer then two days!" She shouted, despair and desperation coloring her words, as sobs wracked her exhausted body.
After a few minutes the sobs slowly ebbed away and she forced herself to stand, leaning against the wall for support, and began searching for the door, hoping to melt the hinges and make it atleast to the outside world she had heard so much about, praying she wouldnt collapse on the way through the halls. She took a deep breath as she found the door, and watched her hands glow red and then ignite "Thank god..." she whispered with a relieved sigh, and pressed the flames to the large hinges on the door, watching the melted metal drip down.
She was through her second hinge when something shot out of the door and shocked her promonant ribs, ripping a shreik of pain and surprise from her throat and causing her trembling legs to give out from under her, sending her to the cold floor.

"What are you doing here?! It's not safe!" Silver said glancing around, trembling slightly. "Why are you in my cell? Did they send you here to hurt me? Like they did with my sister?" She started to back up against the wall, her silver tail flicking around.

Just then, the door opened and in came a man with a whip and an evil smile. "Oh God, please don't hurt me." she said crying. "I didn't do it I swear! It wasn't me." He just walked toward her grinning. He picked her up by her tail and started dragging her out of the room. The door slammed shut and you could hear her screams and wimpers peirce the air.

Then the hall went silent. You could hear someone being dragged away from the cell, wimpering occasionally. The smell of blood permeated the air. Blood and fur.

((Oh...Sorry, didnt relize that, Marie was in a room by herself cause they had released her abilities, but i guess i can switch it up alittle ^^))
Marie sat up stiffly, blinking through the pain as the girl was dragged away, willing to life her control over earth, and in response a large chunk of earth shot out of the ground, hitting the man that grabbed Silver in the groin and sent him flying down the hall. Marie stood up shakily, nearly falling back down.

Silver lay there unconciously, wimpering now and again. Her shirt had been ripped from where the whip had struck her, bleeding wildly.

Marie limped over to the girl, her own breathing ragged from using her abilities to much. She knelt beside her and touched her shoulder softly, shaking her gently "P-please wake up....?" she said softly, her voice hoarse, as she looked around, her eyes settling on the still figure down the hall.

"Mmm... Hmm? What?! What do you want from me?! I didn't do it?!" Silver says lashing out and striking the girl in the shin. Silver starts to run on all fours crying out at the pain in blinded panic.

She runs to the stairs where she effectively runs into another scientist.She scratches and bites, but to no avail. They finally go toppling down the stairs, nocking them both unconcious.

Marie flitted after the girl, choking on her urges as the reek of blood reaches her. She trembles as she approaches the unconious shape of the girl and the scientist, quickly calling up her last reserves of strength and calls up her control of air, lifting both her and the girl and shooting down the hallway, listening carefully as she turned a corner, breathing hard.

Silver feels air rushing past her, and looks around to see the girl standing there gasping for breath. A giant bruise has blossomed on her shin from where Silver struck her, and she guiltily looks away. Then the thought registers. Why was she flying? "Um, hey how am I floating around? And why are you helping me after what I did to you? You can put me down, I wont bother you anymore."

(why don't you guys escape and meet us on the grounds. Tthen we can all meet each other in the woods and become our own little band of minorities. Is that okay?

Sorry I couldn't post, something came up and I can't post right today. Tomorrow! For sure!)

Cole sat in the farthest corner of his small cell; back against the wall with his head hung against his chest. His knees were propped up slightly as he rested his arms on them; fists crossed in a protective notion. He knew that one of the cement walls was secretly a one-way mirror; and scientists were watching his every move... But he bided his time. His long spotted tail barely even twitched, and his pointed gold ears were barely distinguishable from his wild mane of hair; though his eyes weren't visible.

Hold on for now, Silver... Hannah... Just for now. Don't break down yet... I'll be there as soon as I can, I swear it.

Ever so slightly, his right hand flexed as the though of escape crossed his mind. He knew he was late. But he had time.

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"Eric! Stop hurting #1935 right now; don't make me come in there!" Illia screamed, pounding on the metal door that confined another test subject ( and her captor. "I swear it, if you've broken a single bone in her body...!"

...I'll fry your testicles and feed them to the gorillas in the lab, then dice your fingers and small intestine into a nice slop for the pigs. I would only let you hurt one of our million dollar test subjects over my dead body. Wihtout them... You, a filthy excuse for a human, won't get your paycheck by the end of this month; and will instead get your own severed head on a nice silver platter. She finished the vile threat in her head; but kept her outside appearance perfectly terrified, as she had had much practice while lying constantly to the experiments.

((Introduce... My charries. Mind helping me get a little wind under my wings to get them started?))

Marie leaned against a door, listening. SHe knew who was inside, a friend of hers, Cole something or other. She glanced back at Silver and let her down softly, nearly blacking out, she gasped as the air slid from her lungs for a moment "I...Im fused with the elements..." she murmured as a response. She moved softly to another door, motioning for Silver to stay put. She took a deep breath and blew the door off its hinges, knocking out 3 of the 4 scientist on the other side, and hit the last one with a punch to the jaw. She grabbed the keys off of him and flitted back to the door "Please let him be awake!" she whispered under her breath as she unlocked the door with trembling hands "C-cole....?" she asked in a breathy voice, glancing at Silver.

Cole was almost immediately on his feet, walking towards Marie with a purpose. The left side of his face was completely covered with his messy hair, but his right was shadowed by his bangs. As he crossed the small distance of the cell to reach Marie, his left hand clenched tightly; making his claws spring forth from inbetween his knuckles.

Suddenly, his head flicked up, and he raised his fist; as if to hit Marie, then thrust if forward in a powerful punch. At the last millisecond, he averted his aim, then nearily speared a scientist who had been coming up behind Marie with a sedative by the shoulder to the wall, but instead just caught the hem of her shoulder. A hiss of a breath escaped from his lips, his visible ice blue eye narrowed in a dangerous warning; teeth bared in a defensive way as he pulled Marie into his chest, hugging her tightly.

"Took you long enough." He whispered into her ear.

She relaxed into his grip trembling from exhaustion "I-im sorry, they ran me to my limit...th-there wasnt much i could do..." she murmured softly, having to force herself to keep her eyes open, knowing she wouldnt wake up for at least 3 full days if she fell asleep here. "W-who else do we need to get? I can stay awake for..." She paused for a moment thinking, her eyes traveling over him, searching for injury "I'll give myself about an hour, maybe two..." she mused miseablly, glancing up at the boy's face, knowing his attention would still be on the scientist. She turned alittle in his grip to glance at Illia, her own pale eyes narrowing, and her skin heated up a few degrees, though she kept her temper so as not to burn Cole.

((I have Illia (a scientist) who can be Kya's over-seer...

Quiet: I changed the name of the scientist to ambiguous; so that my other character is free. Sorry >.<))

Through his thin clothing, Cole could easily feel Marie heat up. He stroked the back of her hair soothingly as he stared the scientist down, then retracted his claws in one swift motion; finishing by knocking them out cold with a hard punch to the jaw. "You alright?" He questioned softly, finding her hand as he started walking at a quick pace. He knew his natural walking speed was faster than any of the other experimentals, but they had no time to waste. "Is everyone else out?"

((Its kk :]))
She moved with him easily, forcing herself awake and cooling her body tempature "I'm fine. From what i've heard alot of the others have...have already escaped" she replied gently, her pale eyes scanning through the dim hallways. She glanced up at him as they moved "And yourself Cole? Are you alright?" she asked softly

Silver heard something and her ears perked up. It sounded like someone being shot outside. She curled her hand into a fist, feeling the nails scrape against her calloused palm. She could hear shrieks of pain on the Outside, though she doubted the boy and Marie could. She took off after them and grabbed the boys shoulder. "You're going the wrong way." She hissed. "The Outside is that way." She says, jerking her thumb in the opposite direction. "I mean, if you care." She says looking away, a blush creeping up her neck as he stared at her.

((^^'))

Cole cast a cool glance at Silver, nodded, then turned sharply on his heels; his tail flicking behind him every couple of seconds. He jerked his head in a forwards motion, then started off again, undaunted by the fact that he had been wrong. Though Cole knew they were walking fairly fast, the subtle motions of his rotating ears were visible if you looked hard enough. His attention was constantly focused on their surroundings; as he was painfully aware of how weak Marie was at the present moment.

"Should I carry you?" He offered to Marie, casting her a glance. "You look unwell." His voice was soft, though firm and obviously concerned. Cole's muscles had relaxed ever so slightly when he heard that the others had gotten out, but he knew that didn't mean the scientists weren't already starting to hunt them down once again. And this time, it was gonna get bloody; if it hadn't already.

Marie shook her head softly "Im fine. I can continue for another hour if i need to..." she replied softly, before freezing in her tracks, glancing around "Damn it..." she paled alittle more and looked at cole "I can feel the air currents, if we go that way we will be shot..." she said softly, looking at the girl from earlier, still not recognizing her from anywhere but that one time in the cell. She paled as she activated her abilities again, reaching out with wind and feeling through the dark, "We need to head towards the labs...there is a back door, unguarded from what i can tell...." She tugged his hand in that direction, letting her hair shift in color to a deep red and flick like flames, lighting the hallway alittle better, concern in her eyes.

((Should have made that clear; I'll edit the post. I kinda had to edit it before, as you posted before I did (and it was as if Cole completely ignored Silver ;n;), so sorry if it doesn't make sense at points.))

Just then Silver heard something down the hall. She goes loping down to where the noise is coming from. "Hello?" She asks, being cautious. "Is anyone in there?" When she hears no reply, she kicks the door down to see a girl in tattered clothes and chains. "When did you get here ?!" Silver asks in surprise.

Illia frantically typed at her desktop, searching for any remaining test subjects. "I have to get them out of here, to another facility...!" She muttered under her breath, before noticing something on the security cam.

There! One subject was still there, chained to the wall. With a malicious grin (that she quickly replaced with a fake mask of fear), Illia dashed out of the office; headed straight towards Kristin's cell.... Though she was still a ways away.

"Come on, we have to get you out of here, before someone catches us." Silver says as shes picklocking the chains with her nails.

((Is silver talking to Kristen??))

"Those sientists," Kristen whimped her voice barly loud enough to hear. Her wrists were bleeding from the tight chains and her skin was red and blochy from the ingections. red blood spolched her skin.

Marie sighed alittle, letting go of Cole's hand so she could let her entire body light. She reached out through the air again and felt someone coming, startled by the presense her light went out instantly and she covered her mouth to muffle a cough. "Cole! Someone...a scientist is headed this way!" she said softly, not able to speak any louder.

Kristen gathered herself together shaking violently as she stood up. She hadn't eaten in over a day.

"Don't worry, we'll get you out of here. We wont let anyone hurt you. Ok?" Silver says with concern as the locks break, freeing Kristens hands. "Lets go."