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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

One the doors opened Amelie heard Kytha scream. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" She yelled out and all the gaurds who where rushing to the back froze. Her wolf started walking a head of her and the gaurds moved aside to let her through. The place wasn't lit very well and most of th cells were empty since they were supposed to be departing soon for the new camp. "Who is in charge down here?" An older woman came up and solute her. "Liana reporting." Amelie's wolf growled at her. "Is there a reason why there is screaming captive saying she is dying?" Liana glared at Amelie and Amelie didn't like it. "She wasn't coraperating." Amelie's wolf circled the woman. "Well we were on our way down. You didn't have to start poisoning her. You." Amelie turned to a random grunt. "Let the vents filter out the gas and get her out!" The grunt was obviously scared of her and didn't plan on dissobaying her but Liana stopped him. "You have no right to tell us what to do." Amelie narrowed her eyes at her and her wolf stood in from of the woman and started growling. People started to back away. "I'm sure the chief wouldn't like that you ignored a direct order from me." At this the woman hesitated before letting the man scurry off to let the vents filter in Kytha's cell. Amelie continued to walk to the end and her wolf started to follow. "Kytha? The vents should start filtering out the gas. Are you ok?"
 
(Sorry, guys. My internet was down again. I'll respond in a minute.)


 
Vulcan too heard Kytha's desperate scream for help. He sniffed the air and his eyes widened with shock as he found out what it was. He had used this type of gas on many occasions and knew exactly how dangerous it could be. "Chlorine! It's poisonous and explosive. If she lets out a single spark the place will blow!" He quickly shifted and howled as loud as he could, informing her of the danger and hoping that Kytha could hear him and that she was still alive. Deep inside of him he still cared for her. Then he followed Amelie, standing on her left side, facing the cell. If it was to blow he hoped to be able to protect her with his sheer body mass. He didn't dare say anything to the woman in charge, nor growl. Even if Amelie was his girlfriend he was still a regular low-ranked agent.
 
kytha could hear amelie and vulcan but couldnt make a sound she just lay there limply without so much as a peep she felt the air getting more oxygen and less gas in it but made no attempt to move as her body barely was recovering. after a few minutes she weakly coughed and her dragon friend moved on her chest. she crawled close to the door and knocked on it a few times to let them know she wasnt dead yet. soon a coughing fit filled the room and she sat up hunching over and spitting up a little on the floor. This caused her dragon to fly off of her and grunt in a worried manner. she continued to cough before shriveling up on the ground and half cough half sob. all she could mumble out was the word "help" in her struggle to breath.
 
As Vulcan heard the few knocks on the door he knew she was alive. Not too well but at least breathing. He scratched on the door a couple of times in response that they were them, whimpering loud enough for her to hear him. She would be dizzy from the intoxication but she would be able to hear them nevertheless. "You are going to be fine, Kytha. Don't worry. You'll be out of here soon." He shifted back and turned to Amelie. "Wasn't she supposed to be transferred alongside the other prisoners? Who the hell gave that order? That witch? Not cooperating doesn't mean they instantly kill them... does it?" He didn't want to sound too worried about Kytha's safety. She was still the enemy but he still felt like he cared about her. Vulcan would never forgive her for trying to kill the woman he loved to get him back, but he couldn't hate and despise a person once so close to his heart all of a sudden as well.
 
Amelie barely glanced at Vulcan through the entire thing. At some point one of the gaurds a up and told her the event that lead to this. "Yes she was buy according to one of the gaurds something went wrong and she started to resist. Usually not cooperating doesn't mean death but when they saw her shift into the dragon they did what they had to do to contain her." She looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "She was fool Vulcan. She should have never shifted into that form here." Amelie heard a cough from behind her and turned. It was Liana. "Awaiting orders." Amelie's wolf shattered. There was no need for it now. "Transport her with the others and this time put the other restrictions on so she doesn't change and put a GA (gifted agent) with her. I do not want any problems on this trip." The woman nodded and ordered some to come help her get Kytha out and prepped for transportation. "Now Vulcan. Let's go. I'm sure Xander and Damion are waiting. If she causes problems on the flight it is her fault for whatever happens next." She whispered the last part. "Oh a rend Liana! Make sure the dog that was brought with me gets transported with the prisoners." Liana looked at her confused but nodded anyway.
 
Vulcan stared at the ground obediently. He knew that. And he had thought Kytha knew that too. A dragon - that was something no one had ever seen before. He didn't want to think about the things they would do to her now that they knew. They would surely perform experiments, possible cage her somewhere in complete isolation, away from other prisoners and drive her insane, force her in becoming an agent, a powerful tool for destruction. He bit his lip then followed Amelie. It was time to regroup. "You handle yourself well around here." he said as they were in the elevator. He needed a change of topic. He needed to clear his head and accept the inevitable.
 
kytha realized there were no more noises, no more voices, nothing. just abut to get up, she was pushed back down by the door being opened. a tall man saw her lying there and sighed before grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to her feet. This caused her legs to wobble and inevitably she collapsed. the man then picked her up bridal style and began carrying her to another room where she was laid on a bed. soon her body became strapped down and a needle was put into her arm. almost immediately, she felt better and like she could be normal again. then she felt a drip on her face. and another, and another. A torture method she knew all too well. But she wasn't bothered at all by it and soon it stopped for they could see it wasn't working. Then a man walked in and sat down in a chair. the bed shifted to and upright position and the man stood up. "listen little girl, you can answer my questions, or we can drive you to the point of insanity. alright?" "i'm not a little girl." "well i will call you shifter then. Anyways, back to business. Why did you burn that man alive?" "self defense and he was my so called father whom abandoned me when i was a child." "ah. so in other words, its revenge." "correct." " how are you a dragon? its never been seen before." "i just am." "and your little friend? what is he made of? some sort of essence?" "i dunno i just have him. Listen i just want to be transferred. So if you dont mind, can i go now?" the man sighed and exited the room. suddenly the chains let go and she fell to the ground. just as she stood up, two guards walked in and put chains on her wrists, legs, and neck. she was led from the room and onto a drop ship. She hears a small bark and sees her dog tied up and in a cage get roughly pushed onto the ship. sighing she laid back her head and waited for departure.


(i will update Toron later)
 
Amelie clasped bother her hands together behind her back and stared at the door. "I have worked here for years. This is normal for me. I give orders and don't take sh*t from those below me. Humans don't realize that to get where I am takes actual work. I took on every mission no one wanted." Amelie hesitated before talking again. "I have killed more of our kind than I would like to admit. I've ripped families apart." ~including my own.~ "Many of the GA aren't ok with that and just go on missions to capture those of our kind." The elevator opened at the dorm floor. Amelie walked out and headed to Xander room knocking on the door. "You ready to go? They are getting the last of the prisoners on board."
 
Vulcan did what she did - standing straight, a neutral expression on his face, staring at the door. As he sensed her hesitating and hearing about what she had to do throughout those year he turned his head to look at her and reached to take her hand in his but quickly pulled away at the last moment, clenching his fists. He hated this. He hated having to hide their feelings because someone told them to. But right now and around HQ in general, it was for the best to keep their relationship a secret and he had to live through it for as long as he had to. Last thing he wanted was to ruin Amelie's reputation through his actions. That's why he simply didn't say anything and just nodded as they walked to Xander's room and she knocked, asking if he was ready. A thought ran through his head and he giggled, covering his mouth with his hand, blushing a little bit. He was just hoping that the dorm room doors and walls were well sound insulated. The boy that had delivered the message did seem a little upset, worrying if he was interrupting something. But then again, it could be simply because of Amelie's bad temper and dominant behavior around her colleagues.
 
Xander finally decided that sitting around and thinking about the what if's in life wasn't going to do him any good. Getting up from his bed, Xander wondered if he should ever clean up his dreadlocks and possibly even cut his hair. Now that would be quite the change in appearance. At the same time, the locks rarely ever got in his way and it was definitely less work to deal with in his opinion. A knock on his door interrupted his aimless thoughts and as Xander walked towards it he heard two things. First, he heard Amelie asking if he was ready to go. Second, he heard someone giggling. ...the hell? Shaking his head mostly in amusement, Xander opened his door and then leaned on the doorway before crossing his arms over his chest. Smirking at Amelie and then Vulcan, Xander said, "I'll be ready when you two aren't doing any PDA around here."
 
At his comment Amelie's face went red. "Excuse me. Remember who you are talking to." She tried to sound angry but the embarrassed face made her look a lot less threatening.
 
Chuckling at Amelie's reaction, Xander said, "If you're trying to threaten me into being less insubordinate, you know it isn't going to work. Plus, you're not really doing that great of a job right now." Standing upright, Xander added, "I'll be just a moment." He then turned around and left his door open as he shut down his laptop and then went back to his locker before locking it up. His room was simply decorated with a bit of a fiery touch as the walls had an occasional flame painted into them. Something that Xander had done in his downtime before. Tucking the key back into his shirt, Xander made his way back to the doorway and stated, "I'm ready now."
 
((Fair enough))


Seth plugged the piece into the sword and it immediately lit up in his hand crackling with electricity. "Perfect!" He said as he swung it a few times. "Ok lets see what else it can do." Seth pressed a small button on the side of the handle and pointed it towards the metal door. The humming sound coming off the blade got higher pitched as it started to glow brighter and brighter. A ball of electric energy shot out the end and incinerated a hole in the metal door. Seth laughed amazed with his creation as he pressed the last button making the blade fold and slide into the hilt making it pocket sized. After fixing the door Seth laid on his bed and thought How much of a chance would I have to escape from the camp the government put people like me in? I heard they have electrified cuffs.... that would only make me stronger. I could easily teleport or drain all the power out of the doors and escape perhaps saving others. But If they new I had Electricity Manipulation they would put me in a special cell. Seth slowly turned his head to the door. Is that.....Beeping? Seth's eyes clicked as he could view through the doors and could see 3 lifeforms one seemed to be tapping something.. As soon as Seth realized it was a bomb he shoved the folded sword into his back pocket and rolled off the bed onto the opposite side facing away from the door. Do not reveal your powers just have your hands behind your head and let them take you It's your only chance of escape. Seth thought right before the bomb exploded throwing the metal door against the wall beside Seth. Seth immediately got on his knees with his hands behind his head and made a last second decision to close his eyes just so the guards don't think they are weapons. "Get on your hands and knees now!". A agent yelled. Idiot I already am. Seth thought as he heard the heavy boots scurry around his base looking for him. "Agent he's right here." A new voice said standing right beside Seth. Seth was grabbed and pulled up onto his feet then pushed towards the exit. Seth could see right through his own eyelids when needed so navigating with them closed was no problem. Just comply and they shouldn't be hard on me. He thought as he walked out the hole that used to be the entrance to his base. "Come on move it!" The guy behind him yelled as he kicked Seth forward. Seth quickly balanced himself and walked slightly faster towards the ladder. When they got to the ladder an agent went ahead of Seth climbing first probably to make sure that their prisoner would not run for it once they got to the top. "Climb" Someone commanded. As soon as Seth reached the top he was immediately handcuffed and shoved into the back of a government vehicle.


 
((at this point what do you guys think would be the fastest way to interact with another character?))
 
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When Vulcan saw Amelie's face go red like a ripe tomato and Xander's sarcastic look he couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter, a second later, realizing what he was doing, calming down, breathing deep in and standing upright again, making a step away from Amelie to avoid any hits from her. "Alright, let's get this over with. Is our shadowy guy coming along?" he said with a calm voice, as if nothing had happened, as Xander walked out of his room and joined them.
 
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(the fastest way would be for them to bring you to HQ and put you on the plan with the rest of the prisoners. Kytha will be there soon.)


 
Amelie gave Vulcan a death glare and before she could hit him on the shoulder he moved. She took a moment to straiten her self out and calm down before talking. "He is but I don't know where he went. After I invited him into my room he kind of roamed off somewhere." Amelie brushed her bangs out of her face. "For all I know he could be at the plane already. We should head out and if he isn't there have someone search for him."
 
Xander shrugged at this and closed the door behind him before gesturing towards the elevator and saying with a slight sarcastic tone, "Ladies first?" He hadn't been an agent for too long and did his best to stay out in the field as much as possible so he wasn't entirely sure where everything was at HQ. In fact, he was already looking forward to leaving this place. Offices always gave him a bad feeling. He almost felt claustrophobia here.
 
As they were going towards the elevator Vulcan playfully elbowed Xander in the ribs, smirking sarcastically for his comment. "I think I may need a lesson or two on how to be a gentleman." he whispered and giggled. He had never been too romantic. In fact, he knew nothing about romance. Vulcan had never come even close to falling in love, not to mention the person sharing his feelings.
 
Seth opened his eyes and immediately used the back of his hands to feel if the sword was still in his back pocket. Idiots did not even frisk me. Seth thought. After a long uneventful trip the vehicle stopped and the two men opened the door to where Seth was. Since it was dark inside the vehicle and Seth forgot to close his eyes again. The guards saw the two blue dots they suddenly pointed their guns at him. "I WILL SHOOT IF YOU DO NOT STAND DOWN!" one of them yelled in response Seth just said "These are my eyes not weapons" Seth said slowly walking into the sunlight to prove his point. "Lame power" The other said examining them. Oh I would show you my real power buddy but you wouldn't come out alive Seth Imagined himself saying. Seth was dragged out of the vehicle and he realized that they were on an airfield to go onto a plane. "Go on." Commanded the guy that said Seth had a lame power. Seth started walking towards the plane looking at his surroundings but saying nothing
 
Amelie rolled her eyes at the two as she passed them into the elevator. To image that one could cause third degree burns and the other could rip someone to shreds was not something someone would think looking at them now. "Come on you two." Once they were in she G* button which was the ground floor.. It didn't take long to reach it. Once they did Amelie stepped out and went to the back the way they came in. Behind the Helicopter pads there was an airplane waiting. Since most of the workers and prisoners where already at the new camp the plane wasn't too large. Amelie looked around for Damion but didn't find them. She walked up to one of the grunt soldiers. "Have you seen Damion? One of the new recruits. He should be here." The woman shrugged. "i can make a call in for him though." Amelie nodded at that. "We need Damion to come to the landing strip. He is being requested." She spoke into the walkie talkie.


(If anyone would like to request where the new camp would be I'm all ears. I know what I want it to look like but I don't know where it should be.)
 
(Well, if we need a plane to get there then it isn't all that near. Where does our action take place again, Texas? Uhhm, I'll let you Americans discuss this.)
 
(we can make it somewhere in Germany lol. Where all those camps began in the first place, Dochau to be specific. And before anyone starts calling me racist, I'm not. I study German philology and really love this country and its people but one must face the cruelty of history.)
 

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