"The X Project" [Inactive]

ThePhantomofTheOpera

ThePhantomofTheOpera

The Master of The Music of The Night
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"The X Project" - Humans that have genetically altered and now have an animal aspect.

Human test subject have been taken and experimented on to genetically enhance the human race and make us all more powerful; faster, stronger, ect. The group known as "The Faction" started these experiments after the Twin Towers went down. They took samples from different animals and genetically bonded the animal DNA to the human genetic code. Some of the subjects have escaped and this is what caused "The X Project" to be put on hold. The researcher will not stand for this and have...
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Human test subject have been taken and experimented on to genetically enhance the human race and make us all more powerful; faster, stronger, ect. The group known as "The Faction" started these experiments after the Twin Towers went down. They took samples from different animals and genetically bonded the animal DNA to the human genetic code. But now in the year 2013 Some of the new test subjects have escaped and want to live their lives without being controlled by "The Faction".  
Jason had traveled into the sewer after escaping. He couldn't go up above now because of what they did to him. He went from being a military man to a 9 ft monster that couldn't blend in with anybody. He made a little home for himself in the sewers and would go up top only when he needed food and he made sure that he was never seen.
 
Hiding within the dark alleys there she crept behind trash bins and trash bags that were thrown about. Her back was arched and the hairs stood up. Her tail swayed around hitting the bins to and fro as she tried her best to stay quite. Her ears flickered back and forth as the small locks brushed passed them. Tickling her but not as much as her tail brushing up against the walls. She had bit her lip to keep her quiet so no one would hear her . Thought ran past her as she stopped on top of a sewer lid. Her once peaceful life as a doctor was soon changed when she was turned into a feline. Mixed with tiger blood she lost her pale skin along with her hands that were now paws. They weren't as thick as most felines where but you could tell that she didn't have fingers anymore.
 
Its dark outside.


A full moon is out and the grass in the pasture is swaying from the cold wind.


The girl with the black hair is sitting on the roof of a abandoned barn.


The barn in question has been severely burned and its roof is sagging.


It sits upon a hill, overlooking acres of forest land.


Acres of Darkness.


Just like where the girl came from.


She still hears the screaming in her dreams.


She escaped that lab though and is now on the run.


For her life.
 
It was night time when the break out was staged. Uriah was thankful for whoever had the gall to start such an event, he'd have wanted to meet the person, but did not have the slightest clue as to going about it. It was not that he had anything against 'The Faction' but the prospect of opposing a titan much larger than yourself looked to be an interesting pastime for him. Nonetheless, he had taken leave of his cell and was en route to where he thought civilization would nestle.


Acres upon acres of darkness greeted him as he stepped outside a breach in the compound's walls, no doubt the security was unaware of this simple convenience for the subjects who escaped. He was thankful for whoever drilled a hole in the wall in the first place, this breakout slowly began to look like a premeditated act to the tiger. Not looking to overstay his welcome, Uriah went down on all fours and raced through the thick cover of the small forest behind the compound. It would not be long before the security team would find that breach, he prayed that those looking to escape should find that hole in the wall before The Faction seals it.


As he broke through the canopy of the jungles, the familiar sound of helicopter rotors cutting through the air roared above him. The Faction was serious about containing their precious test subjects. Which gave birth to the question bounding around his head, what would be their endgame in all this? It was a large open field and the helicopter's spotlight could only illuminate so much, slipping past it was easy despite his white mane.


He was fortunate enough to come across what looked like a small town, it appears the residents were still unaware of what had transpired in a most likely secret facility near their homes. Uriah held pity for the souls, no doubt they would be seeing many strange "sightings" in the coming weeks. He should know, he would soon be one of those "strange sightings" around the town. Confident that The Faction would not pursue the escapees this far yet, he went over his belongings, which was nothing save the faded blue jumpsuit on him. A change of clothes was necessary. It wouldn't do for a man or tiger of his social status or former social status to be seen in rags for inmates. He carefully prowled the alleys and backstreets of the town for a suitable "benefactor."


The "benefactor" in question was a large man possibly on his way home for the night. True enough these small towns tend to sleep earlier than cities. He tailed the man until he turned right into an alleyway, no doubt a shortcut through the city, it was at this juncture that he confronted the individual.


"Good evening, kind sir. Might I trouble you for some help?"





"Wha- Oh what the f-"





"Now, now. Profanities are not necessary, I know how strange this must seem to you but hear-"





The man in question broke into a run down the alleyway, he should have reached the end of it but felt a large amount of weight and force press him to the ground.





"I urge you to reconsider your course of action, kind sir. I only require the simplest of aid."


It seemed a useless endeavor. The man would not listen to sense or perhaps the man had too much sense on him to accept that the impossible can exist. He couldn't blame him, but he couldn't allow him to alert the other as well. Uriah took advantage the momentary shock and confusion of the man to flip him over and tear his throat out. A short sighted move though he would not jeopardize his escape yet, and the man was a liability one scream could raise the whole town in an uproar, delaying it seemed to be the logical decision. He simply extended the time before the Faction decides to come knocking on this town for strange sightings, he had the night at best.





A while later he stepped out of the alley dressed in the man's attire, it was a difficult thing, to dress oneself with paws, difficult yet not impossible. he had the hood drawn over his head to hide his features, thankfully the man he left in the alley was someone who was plumper than his outward appearance and the clothes Uriah borrowed from his corpse was large enough to conceal his body or at least majority of it. He went through the man's credentials as well as his wallet. A meager amount of alms that he could not use for now, but written on a piece of paper folded between the bills was an address. He had one night to find this address and establish his den.
 
Jason started to feel hungry. He hated going to the surface; it always made him feel like a monster. But regardless he needed to the surface world. Jason headed towards the sewer exit closest to him. He lifted the lid and it was slightly heavier than the other times he lifted it. He set it down and looked towards were he set it to see a tiger woman. Jason was surprised to see another test subject so soon. Jason hide in the dark so that she couldn't see him and he spoke in the new growling voice he had from the transformation. "Are you a prey, or predator?" Jason said watching her her closely.
 
Murky water swirled within its glass confines, bubbles upon its surface popping idly from existence as it reflected a pale green. Fingers dragged themselves across the chilled surface of the owners drink, letting the pale skin press against the solid glass before removing themselves so that they could tap against the table, one by one creating a simply melody that gently caressed its creators ear and unnatural ears at that. Fox like. Fur was nestled upon the blonde locks, cut straight at the bottom, twitching occasionally at the slightest sound. A predator.


Nayeli was quite the odd creature. Hair cut perfectly, her head decorated with a few different ornaments before reaching two perked blonde ears, fox ears. Despite her presense in the town she was dressed in a manner one would consider odd. A black and red Kimono that reached the floor, split up the side, purple flowers decorating the beautiful silk. Behind her, a soft tail swayed behind her, the blonde fur brushed and clean as it shifted with each sway. Overall, she was over dressed even for the smallest hunt.


So, what was she doing here? Poised and bored within a small cafe, her water only serving to satisfy her lack of amusement? She had nothing to do. Normally, Nayeli was working, her skills used to hunt those 'prey' the creatures who had escaped the Faction. That was a bad mistake, one they made without thought because those 'Predators' Who were sent after them were merciless. Most of them anyway. Currently, she awaited orders, or some type of message from the Faction, something that would give her a mindless task to do.
 
It should have been the night that he was resting, Rafael was already worked to the bone by his employers. It was hit after hit after hit throughout the week. Blending in with human society as The Faction's assassin was always hard, because "blending in" was always thrown out of the equation. What kind of human wouldn't freak at the sight of a dog walking on two legs and speak actual English? His profession of loyalty may have voided any notion of restrain when it came to ordering him around, not that he was complaining. At the very least, they gave him a tangible object to channel all that pent up frustration the past twenty something years of his life.


However, It seemed as though Rafael was made to jump through a different set of hoops than the rest of The Predators. Like they were straining him just to see how much he could hold up to that loyalty claim. He wasn't one of the more merciless predators, neither was he the fastest nor the strongest. It felt as though they were singling him out because of how different and possibly weak he is and apply as much pressure as they could. There were never any penalties to his jobs but they all played on his pledge to make sure it gets done, nothing hit him more than the feeling of failure and he only ever failed that one time, psychological reward and punishment for a psychologically broken and single minded individual.


In any case, the alarms blared for a bit throughout the facility and guards were all scrambling to get their gear. No doubt that those "guards" are elements from a cheap private security firm, at least the one's here were stumbling all over each other to get their non-lethal loadout ready. He could hear their shuffling outside his humble cell. He could smell their obvious panic at the thought of doing their job, because there was always some sort of safety measure that separated them from the freaks in this place. Take away that barrier and then the fear slowly sinks in until it hits them with a surprise attack, specifically when they stare down one of the more feral test subjects.


Rafael could not care less about what happens, he may be loyal, he may be one of those test subjects, but deep down he's still human and there's limit to just how much he is capable of. No order to subdue the test subjects meant that The Faction was allowing this for reasons unknown, he couldn't be bothered to analyze their thinking habits for a pattern to things, that's not what he signed up to do. He slipped a black shirt over his already black skin and fur and stepped out of his cell, the destination didn't matter, he could be contacted at any time anyway.
 
A light flutter would be heard as the night's wind met the long feathers of a rather large bird. Her dark blue body matched in the sky with the only thing that was 'bright' about her was her eyes. Her arms would move up and down faster than they ever had. Her heartbeat was so quick and loud that the girl felt the organ would fall out of her chest. Don't stop, keep going...they'll be going after the large group and not the ones alone her thoughts were loud and frantic in her mind just keep going Kee Kee.


After she had skimmed past what she figured to be most of Project X's search party Kee Kee would find herself atop a roof that had a few sculptures. It was perfect for hiding in the night with her misshapen form. No sound would be heard as she perched on the rooftop and laid against a stone figure relaxing for the first time. Was she safe this far away? She was unsure at the moment. As helicopters began to fly closer overhead Kee Kee would move to the fire escape and quietly move down about halfway when she came to an open window. The light was turned on and a young girl about her age was singing and dancing to the latest pop trend. Kee Kee just stared at the girl as a tear fell from her eye missing the life she had had. The girl would leave her room for a moment and close the door behind her leaving a swinging black coat and hood in the girl's line of sight.


How perfect! Some kind of disguise then Kee Kee could wander the streets at night with a better chance of being looked over. Sure her body was covered in fur and feathers, but the animal DNA had not disrupted her figure, she still had a human build just her skin was that of a leopard. Kee Kee had to act fast she slid through the open window and snatched the cloak and was back outside just as the door opened and the girl returned with a boy. Kee Kee watched intensely as they cuddled and turned on a movie. The lights went out and Kee Kee saw herself in the window's reflection while she observed the couple. It was heart shattering. She'd never have that.


The large yellow beak on her face made her sick to her stomach. The pair of radar ears that stuck out of her freakishly blue hair were just wrong. Heck even the feathers that came from her arms and rear-end. None if it was Excusable. How would anyone ever think she was beautiful. How would she ever be accepted in society. She had had the chance to have it all and Project X had ruined it. Kee Kee continued down the fire escape and into an alley way while she tied the cloak at her chest and pulled the hood over her ears and hair. She'd need to find some sort of mask to put over her large beak eventually.


Her legs were covered by the cloak and her feet were dressed in thigh high boots, that oddly enough made no sound as she walked. Hearing movement up ahead she'd push herself against the wall and steady her breathing. Teal eyes would take in as much as they could as her ears twitched trying to listen to any sound. Nothing was head and she'd continue to move closer looking at the large person in front of her as he read his wallet? When the large person had begin to walk out of the alley Kee Kee followed at a safe pace only stopping when she saw the body on the ground. A gasp would be heard as she stopped suddenly and just stared between the man walking and the corpse. Why? thoughts soared through her mind. Had he killed him out of spite? Seeing how the man was missing his clothes Kee Kee would think not, would she have to do the same if a human saw her? Would she be able to do it.


Kee Kee continued behind the tiger. She'd found someone of her kind, she had hoped, and it seemed he was strong and perhaps was a safe place for now. Kee Kee was at the young age of 19 and had been in her new form for just about a year now. There was still so much to learn.
 
Echo jumped from the sewer top an on to the trash bin that was behind her. She hissed as she put her paw on the edge of the bin and leaned forward. Her tail waved high in the air as it thrashed about back and forth. She glared a little as she tired to see him through the dark. He had backed way in to the shadows which gave her some trouble. Her vision became hazy and the form of her eyes began to change. Soon she was able to see where the man had moved to. She first looked at the feet of the man then up toward his leg. Scaly he was she thought, tall. His legs were massive and the kept climbing. She moved her gaze up more toward his midsection then toward his arms. She looked at the chains around his wrist then the hands and nails. She hissed more as her hairs began to stand up. She continued to move upward to his chest then to his face.


She backed up a little as she held up her hand to her mouth. "You..." She saw his face then the chains again. He was like her, maybe. He was tall and he seemed human. No monster such as that could have human like qualities. He knew to move away and hide."Are you like me." She said quietly before putting her paw back down. She had jumped of the bin on to her tow feet and leaned a little to the right. Her tail thrashed back and forth as she moved her hair out of her eye from the jump."Are you part of the project." She moved closer but made sure to stand a few feet away from him. Her gaze never leaving his cold stare.
 
Uriah circled the block several times after he had disposed of the man. He couldn't help but feel as if something was following him, his senses aren't as reliable in the concrete forest, too many scents mix together and straining his ears to listen for tells that something is following him was a futile effort, his hearing was blocked out by the barking of dogs within the apartment complex and was featured in medley of old air conditioning units pressed into service past their time. Stray cats padded along their territories in the side streets and alleys and hissed when the white tiger drew close. Uriah was tempted to call out to his stalker but needed more information about what exactly was stalking him or if there was any.


If his stalker was of a malevolent nature he was more comfortable with facing the threat down in close quarters, despite the fact that his maneuverability would be severely limited as well. He committed the address on the paper to his memory and circled the block one more time before turning left into an apartment complex. An empty lobby greeted him as he entered though he still kept the hood drawn over his head, CCTV's were a common sight in places like these. He pulled the scrap out again and reviewed the information, his new den would be on the sixth floor of this apartment building. He turned into the stairwell and bounded up the steps on all fours, though convenient, the elevator did not seem like an option for him yet. He had no idea how fast the reaction time of the local law enforcement would be, nor how fast the residents would run to alert the authorities and Uriah so despised the act of slaying another living being.


He made it to the apartment door and fumbled for the keys in jacket's pocket. His paws would make opening a door a difficult endeavor, humans were versatile, they could easily grip things. Uriah had to take pains to slip the key in between his paws and gently coax it into the keyhole of the door. It was hard but not impossible. The door clicked open to a pigsty of an apartment, one that did not suit a tiger of his former social status but a den was a den. Uriah hoped that the whoever the man was, he lived alone elsewise there may be another corpse turning up before the sun rises. Now to address his follower, if there was one. All this time, he did not show that he was aware of that he was being tailed but now is a good a time as any to confront the rogue.


"Good evening, my stalker. Just how long do you intend to follow this aging tiger?"
 
Wait hadn't they just passed that corner a few mineuts before? Kee Kee would stay hidden in the shadows of the stone jungle as the man in front of her continued walking casually. She was unsure if it was possible that he was lost and that if it was a good idea to be following him after all. After a few minuets of making a mental map Kee Kee had decided they were indeed doubling back and she'd slow her pace a little. After a little more walking Kee Kee would stop at a corner as he entered an apartment lobby. Raising a brow over her teal eyes she'd sprint across the street and into lobby standing in the middle and looking from left to right.


Catching movement on her right she'd head to the stairs and hit all fours as well. The building was so tall she had no clue how far she'd need to go and she didn't want to loose him this close to the end. The hood of her cloak would fall back revealing her odd features. She'd come to a sudden stop after she heard jingling coming from the sixth floor exit. It sounded troubled. Kee Kee would turn and move around the corner watching the larger figure go into a room.


As the door was about to close Kee Kee would move to slip into the door just before it closed and come face to face with the elder tiger. Teal eyes would widen as her large, spotted ears perked up out of her dark blue hair. The large yellow beak would go to open and then shut as he spoke to her. Stalker? Why would he.....oh well she had been following him hadn't she? Kee Kee would lower her head and tilt it to the side, resisting the urge to pick at her feathers.


"I can see how that makes sense..but I can assure you I mean you no harm tiger" she'd pause and sigh "I noticed you in an alley and thought we may have had something in common, after I saw the body I was certain of that. It's my instinct to live and for some reason you seemed like a safe choice to get me through this first night out"


Would he have any pitty on her at all? Kee Kee wasn't really looking for that but she needed somewhere to stay and the young girl was terrified. Could he see that she was young and scared? Her large ears would lie against her scalp hiding in the blue locks. The feathers that had been pulled against her arms would flutter out as she grew more unsettled. This man would he reject her? Then a thought occured to her.


"Perhaps I could be of assistance... if you let me stay with you I can earn my keep"


The bird girl was growing desperate she didn't want to be out in the night alone again. What were the chances she'd find another pray. Humans wouldn't accept her looking like this the faction and the prey were the only ones who would from now on. Her feathers would lie back on her blue fur reminding her of the pain she had endured. Kee Kee had been one of the ones the scientists had used more than one animal DNA on. Her body had burned all over for weeks from the contradicting substances flowing through her. How could she go back to that.
 
Jason watched her and realized she could see him and moved his face away from her. He knew what he looked like. He was a monster out of little kids nightmares. He heard her words and turned his head so he could see her again. He stayed hunched over so that he could keep his true size a secret; his size was his biggest defense. "Clearly you already know that I am like you. Now are you Prey or Predator?" Jason asked again still eyeing her. He wanted to trust someone but he needed to feel like he could.
 
"And Just what kind of aid might you offer, bird? I am curious as to what you may offer me."


Uriah was not entirely sure about the bird. It did not look like she could do anything, yet looks may be deceiving. He decided to accept her offer, besides, what was one more ally on the playing field. He stepped into the apartment and beckoned the bird to follow suit, this would be his new den and her new nest, whether they liked it or not. Honestly, Uriah felt it all too insulting to be degraded to living quarters such as this and planned to move to a more suitable den for one of his social status. Of course, the means the acquire one rest with either finding a reliable middle man to do transactions for him and finding a stable source of income to fund the residence. The alternative was to murder yet again, and Uriah loathed to stain his claws with the blood of poor individuals.


He turned to face the bird after he stepped inside, drawing back the hood of his jacket to expose the glorious and pristine white mane that covered his head. It felt liberating to not have to cover his head, at least just for now. Hoods tended to ruin his pristine mane, it was his most recent discovery and yet pressing at the same time. Despite circumstances, Uriah wanted to look at his absolute best at all times regardless of present or absent company. He so missed the guards that exuded much fear when they pass by his cell back the facility, after all Uriah only ever watched the people passing by, making no attempt to interact whatsoever. He supposed that gave him the look of a patient hunter to the guards that patrol the cell blocks.


"Safe choice or not, I will not accept a liability under my roof. Yes, I have claimed this place as mine own den. So do tell me, do you have what it takes to gut a human when you need to? I may only have your word now, but I will need you to prove that later down the road. So do you still wish to accompany this proud aging tiger?"
 
Fingers clicked as one by one they curled, nails scratching against the skin of her palm as she stood, the silk robes shifting with her stance giving them a flutter, the effect making the item of clothing seem...alive. Tauntingly the blonde smirked, her bearing down upon the other humans within the small, desolate cafe with bared fangs. Their shudders and fearful expressions, twisted in disgust and terror at the sight of her more animal like parts.


Moments passed as she studied them, predator studying prey as she brushed over them all, her grin only growing as she took one step, her shoes were followed by a tap as she headed for the door, the blonde fur of her tail smooth as it swayed behind her. Stepping out the woman let the sleeves fall down over her hands, shielding the nimble appendages as they curled to fists, the porcelain Japanese fox mask hanging around her next, shifting with each step as she headed to the place that 'created' her.


Around ten minutes later she was back within that building, a almost haunting look within her eyes as she wandered through the halls, ears twitching with each murmur, scream or even sound. They were delicious but a deadly distraction, her hearing so sensitive that a sharp pain shot through her system with each loud noise. Her body shuddered, fingers reaching up to curl around the porcelain fox mask as she slowly unclasped it, holding it at her side as she reached her destination.


The word 'MR.X' was placed upon the door.


She gently brushing through the barely tangled locks, separating the silky strands as she grinned, reaching over to knock. Her knuckles grazed the door before she pushed it open, green eyes their usual mischievous hue as she stepped inside, her grin wide as the sharpened teeth set within her mouth glimmered in the light, slit like pupils shifting upon the masked man.


"Hello Mr.X~"
 
Mr. X was sitting his his chair completely suited up in his outfit that hid what he was really like. He was pleased that the Project had gone according to plan. He heard his door open and turned to see the only one of the subjects. He smiled towards her and motioned for her to sit. "How can I help you subject file Fox?"
 
She nodded, naturally narrowed eyes glimmering with amusement as she took a seat, her claw like hands perched one on top of the other upon her lap as she looked over at him, raising a brow as she cocked her head to one side. To say the least, She was bored and this was one of the few methods she had to relieve herself of such a tiresome torture. Nayeli felt her ears twitch slightly, the sound of the animals name that she was created of brought a large grin to her lips.


Her tail was wrapped around her waist, white tip brushing her cheek as she smirked, fangs resting upon her painted red lips as the mask sat at her side. "I am bored, so incredibly bored!~" Her voice but a bare whispered as she groaned, looking defiantly at the wall as if she had some type of vendetta against it. "So, I need something to do." The girl with fox like features replied, the fact that she would soon be up to mischief clear through the tone that inhabited the words she spoke.


Nayeli was normally up to something.
 
A skinny shadow appeared from the corners of the office. Holding a broken toy still of use, a yo-yo. Going up and down for passing time the figure got up slowly with a laugh, why Nayeli didn't even notice him. The boy pulled out a yellow envelope and slid it in front of her thin face. " More subjects have escaped. Now I am not the one to. . . catch them. More or so, but to. Eradicate . . the test subjects that people like you can't handle." Exaggerating the word eradicate and lengthening the r's in his sentence which would inflict fear to many.The hooded boy raised his head to reveal quite a young face. With a grin he dropped the envelope into the girl's lap.


The boy gave a silent nod to the man and with an echoed step as he would walk out of the doors. There was one in particular that caught his eyes in the files. " I have never had alligator before." With a lick of his lips, the thin long tongue flicked a bit as he chuckled.
 
Mr. X looked at the two of them and chuckled in his throat. He looked at them he rose from his seat and looked out his window overlooking the entire facility. The then turned towards them and chuckled. "I want as many of them back alive as possible. Understood?" He said staring them dead in the eyes. He always had a way to inspire fear in everyone he met. He then looked back out the window and was thinking of the future that he would build.
 
Nayeli cocked her head slightly, leaning back to look upon the other with glimmering eyes before she turned back to Mr.X, a sly grin upon her fox like features. Dragging the corner of her lips up she stood, pushing the chair back as she held the mask within her hands, the porcelain cold within her hands as she gave a mock salute. "As you wish~" She purred, the fact that this would entertain her had already taken its toll.


Turning upon her heels she headed to the door, pulling it open as she headed out with a slight tremble of excitement occurring upon her form. Already she was pumped, adrenaline hitting her system as she held a nice bounce to her step. The hunt was intoxicating! Her eyes slid open further as she left the building, arms folded as she looked around idly, tensed as she tried to work out where she would start.


After a few moments she shrugged she bolted towards the town, her first idea being to change clothes. After all, her silk kimono made it so that she was a completely obvious target to anyone and anything. Then, she would hunt to for those escaped prey, to set her nails within their skin and see their crimson blood spill. Oh, she couldn't wait to find those disobedient escapees.
 
The female was still on alert. He seemed to be tall and he had looked hunched over. She backed away a little , her tail banging against the side of the trash bin. Her back paws was on the edge of the bin in case of quick retreat. "Do I look like a predator to you. I guess the saying goes, big guys aren't to bright." She hissed as she looked away. Her hair falling over her eyes but soon flew back as she jumped down on to all fours. She was now half way into the street and half way in to the alley. She figured that since she was only 30 minutes away from the forest that those who would com after her would not take to long. She sighed a little as she tried to think of an escape route. It was a busy place in this area, so walking the streets in such a sight would cause an uproar.


Taking the buildings would not only wake those in apartments but also alert those who always look up when they walk. The only way for now was underground, but she didn't know the area down there. She contemplated her next action as she darted her eyes from the three routes. Coming down to only one option she looked toward the croc with a sharp glare and made sure to swing her tail high. "Look here...since it seems like your prey like I...we should work together to at least get away from this place. It's 30 minutes from her to the woods, and I'm sure it will take them no longer than 10 to reach here. You I assume know the routes to the underground sewage. The only way for us to go unseen is to travel that way...Are you in?"
 
When it happened all Star could think about was running freely through the open air again. It was unbelievable at how fast it all went by. At first she didn't know what had happened and she just saw some people disappear. She had followed curiously and found her way out. It seemed it was her fault that the Faction was alerted, for not minutes after she had reached the open air of the outside did they start doing a complete lock-down.


Star's ears twitched to every sound. Her surroundings were unfamiliar and she had barely had the chance to look around the city before she was scammed into signing up for the "project". That was a couple years ago by her count, although she had no real way of knowing. She had traveled alone away from the direction all the other escapees were going. That was all knew to do. Being alone was the only safety she could think of. She was glad to have the darkness as a cloak. She took back alley ways. until she found an old condemned warehouse. She needed to find a place to rest and fast. After looking around in the alley ways she came upon a condemned building. It was scorched pretty badly and not too safe looking, but it was her best bet if she was ever going to find a place to rest. As she walked inside the place was trashed. Burnt housing and furniture littered the place. Not to mention the stench made her sensitive nose wrinkle. It would be hard to sleep, but she would manage. She explored a little first looking for anything salvageable that could be of use to her. Evidently the things that were still good were no longer there, if there was. She found a child's stuffed rabbit and felt a little sad for it. She curled up on the floor using the stuffed animal as a pillow for a bit of comfort. Luckily her fur kept her warm and her short tail helped with that a little. As she slept every sound awoke her and it was uneasy from the fear of the others hunting her.
 
Even though he did not wish to exert himself further, his loyalty to the Faction urged him otherwise. Rafael was restless he had no destination in mind, yet found himself going to the holding cells for the rest of the test subjects. Letting his instinct take over, prove counter to what he intended to do, he felt the inexplainable need to see just who had the balls to run away. His mind wanted to stop, stay and rest, yet his body itched to go back out into the field and hunt the escapees. He had been given the responsibility of a predator after all. When he wasn't out killing the name of Mr. X, he would maintain order and discipline among the test subjects, it was just how things worked.


The alarms were still blaring which meant the problem hasn't gone away yet or the security personnel are just incompetent in their job. He continued to working his way to the holding cells, he felt the need to see just how many escaped and how his life'll be tracking them down and bringing them back one by one. There had been no order from Mr. X to capture the escapees, which meant that the news was getting to him at a slow pace or he was allowing this for his own reasons. Either way, Rafael needed to do his job.


A squad of the security personnel rushed by him, but he took one of the men by the collar and slammed him to the wall. It looked the disgraceful for them running around like headless chickens, exuding large amounts of fear. The one he grabbed smelled of droppings while the others from his squad smelled of urine.


"Now I'd like you all to go back to your superior and have him or her order a search party. The lock down doesn't seem necessary, the escape has been in progress long enough, don't you think? Any who had the guts to run would have already run from us. No, the one's left are the one's paralyzed by fear and indecision or the one's we broke through discipline. Now remember, go back to superior and have them issue a search, preferably within a 35km radius. You can't be sure just how far the faster ones would run. Now get to it."


Rafael let go of the man he pinned to the wall and proceeded to exit the facility. He picked up several distinct scents which went into a myriad of directions. All the escapees seemed to follow their own paths, logical that decision may be, Rafael would have preferred they stick together and save him the hassle of tracking them down separately. Such are the actions of a loyal dog, doing what the master wants of him regardless of whether it was spoken or not.
 
" The alligator is mine." The boy shot a look to Rafael. They always had little competitions to who can catch the mouse the fastest. The three best predators would be on the hunt shortly. The boy that was named Amice, Rafael, and the fox girly. Amice never really met her, but he has heard of her stories. With a skip and nod to the man he was off to the sewers. " This is sad. The sewers? To typical." He looked down towards his wrist. A screen popped with sonar, bing. . bing. . bing. "There you are."
 
Jason listened to her words closely and then stood to his full height and looked down at the female. He nodded and moved into the sewer. "Not dumb just careful. Now if your going to come with me them you better follow me." Jason said as he looked at the tiger. Much unlike him her form was beautiful, elegant, and appealing. His own form was raw, frightening, and even he didn't know the extent of his strength.
 
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