This is about a team of super spy mercenaries. When asked to clear out a facility they stumble on the coloured chemicals that Cassandra, leader of the SixFits, has devoted her life to stopping all creation of. 

The photo on this page are all of me. Some from a few years ago and just make-up to do different looks as I had fun doing to pass time and Method Act and utilize my make-up skills and create characters for stories. 

Table of Contents: 

This is my original rough draft copied and pasted from my word. I know their are gramtical errors. I just write and don't go back casue then I add thousands of more words. 

Chapter 1 

Another mission another million 

Mission #375 

Somewhere underground in a major city beneath a large industrial complex, a team of highly skilled soldiers have been in pursuit of a wanted criminal fleeing from the United States. This person is wanted for hacking a government system and stealing schematics to new currency designs to be molded and later printed for new use throughout the United States. As of now, the team set out to capture or annihilate this man has been outwitted a few times by him. The tunnels they are in seem endless and labyrinthine. Being underground has lead to much static and miss communication between the team and their contacts. Ammo is limited and scarce. Two of the team have made their way to the surface in an attempt to purse the criminal with more ease and potentially cut him off before he exits. Just as the leader caught him run past in the distance down an intersection, she hears a beep and a bomb has be armed. The leader looks at two of her team, both women, with cotton candy coloured hair. One of purple, black, and pink and the other just pink, she shoves them away from her. Quickly, she kicks a guy with pink hair and down another intersection. As the bomb explodes she dives and somersaults. Down the tunnel she runs after the criminal. Exiting one tunnel into another, she splashes into water run off from above. In a rush hear ears guides her following the sound of splashing. Stopping suddenly, she grins and slowly turns the corner aiming her customized Assault Rifle. She takes a slow step looking down the  tunnel. Her smile grows more as she takes another step. Looking fast behind her she lowers her weapon to it’s strap to rest beside her chest. Turning back around she takes another step slowly and moves her hands slowly beside her hips. From above and behind, the man jumps down in an attempt to stab the leader. She was ready for him and quickly stepped to the side turning around and taser him in the neck. 50,000 volts entered his body and the surrounding water. With her boots having special rubber like material and her glove, she was unaffected as the man fell forward into the murky water. Some sparks continue to conduct in the water and throughout his body. Her assault rifle is moved behind her back. 

“Gotcha!” She steps on his back and pulls him up by the back of his head.  

The man begins to spit out water. In a mixed European accent he asks, “How did you know I was there?” 

She shoves him into the cement wall and he splashing into the water. This time she picks him up by the front of his shirt and kneels down. She splash him with water, “the splashing stopped. You ain’t ever ben in a swampland full of drugged out junkie hicks!” She flicks the remaining droplets off her hand into his face and pulls him up. As she shoves him into the wall to cuff him, she is radioed. 

“Did you get him?” A man’s voice asks. 

“Open up and find out.” She replies. The man hole is uncovered above them where a ladder was hanging down. She leans into the man’s ear as he attempted to shove her back and she pushed him back into the wall. “I didn’t get this job by over looking the ladder as a possibility. There isn’t any trick I haven’t faced.” 

“Damn!” A guy drops down from the manhole opening and splashes in the water. He looks up at a blonde woman looking down at him. “Looks like I owe you 10k.” 

“Yes!” The woman fist bumps in glory 

Over the radio another woman’s voice could be heard. “Hey! I think that means you all owe us a vacation. By my records…” 

“Shit!” A guy with red and black hair pouts as a woman sticks her tongue out him as they sit within a helicopter. 

“God Damnit!” A guy with white hair drops his head on a desk in front of him as the woman smacks him in the back.  

“Fuck!” The guy with pink hair rolls his eyes and starts to climb up a man hole to the surface. The two women the leader had pushed high five each other and half hug holding hands between them.  

“I'm not going to make this easy for you!” The captured man speaks as he looks up at the ladder.  

“Tsss.” The blonde makes a face and sound shaking her head at the guy that he will regret that.  

“Ya hear that boss? He said he’s not going to make this easy.” The guy with brown wavy hair to his shoulders says and Pat’s the man on the back. 

The leader sparks up her taser and smiles. The man makes a referring face as she says, “I don’t like things easy.” She tases him again and again. Looking down at him laying in the water he closes his eyes. A bunch of straps were lowered down to lift the man up easily. The entire team meets up as a chopper approaches. They pull the passed put man into it first before the rest board.  

They take the prisoner back to the united states so he can be properly disciplined for his actions. A woman dresses in an all black dress suit with sunglasses walks up to the leader as her team drops the man by some secret service men. 

“On behalf of the president and all the citizen of the nation…” She holds her tablet out and the leader hovers her wrist phone over it and a transfer is made, “20 million dollars has been award to you and your team for always exemplary success of bringing back the target alive.” She nods as the leader smiles. “Until we have need of your services again.” They nod and turn around walking away from each other.  

Chapter 2 

Merriment 

Inside a building somewhere unknow… 

A man is sitting in an extravagant office with cherry stained wood for all the furniture. Many bookcase, shelves, end tables, and coffee table scatter throughout the rom before a large u shaped desk. Behind the desk, is a swivel leather chair with studs on it turned facing out a large window. He sits with a leg rest over the other’s knee. Talking on headset over the phone he leans back with his arms above his head and hands rested behind it. The chairs learns back some.  

“Good. Good. How soon can we test it?” The man speaks  

Inside a medical lab of some sort a researcher is fiddling with unknown vials and serums. A doctor comes over and kneels down looking into one of the beakers filled with bubbling purple liquid and a label with a V on it, he answers, “As soon as we finished perfecting the final strain.” He picks up the breaks and looks beneath it as he stands. “The last one is…interesting. We are working on its stabilization, and will have the results soon. ” He walks over to a table and sets the beaker down next to 7 other beakers. From the left they are coloured, White, Red, Pink, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, and now Violet. W, R, P, O, Y, G, BL, V are on each corresponding beaker’s level.  

“Goo. I will start making preparations for the test. You shall hear again from me in a days time. I expect results by then.” The man hangs up and stands up from his chair in the office. Looking out the window, he can see an island and coast with some buildings down below. Where he is at, is very high and many stories tall.  

Back at Sixfits Sanctum… 

“Your go Vi. Role em'!” She picks up some dice and shakes them within her hand and tosses it on the table in front of her near the edge. 

“7. 1-2-3-4-5-6.” Vi looks up at everyone, “Drink bitches!” They all take drinks and she whispers into the ear of the guy on her left. “Well, Ronan…” 

He slams a shot glass down on the table in front of him near the edge and pours her a drink. “Three strikes! Three shots!” He shows her 3 cards from within his hands. “My turn!” 

The leader walks in and drops some manila folders onto a counter and walks around it into the kitchen area. Opening the fridge she pulls out an apple. Walking over to the table she says, “Whodrinkit?”  

“Yep.” Vi answers 

“Ah huh.” The two with red and black hair speak simultaneously. 

“We didn’t know what else to do. That last mission wasn’t all exciting. It went by quick.” The pink haired girl says. 

“Where’s Candlelight and Seasha?” The leaders asks and eats her apple.  

“There out helping Breccan bring back grub for loosing in the rock paper scissors to decide what 6 got to play this. 6, yes! Drink up!” The one guy says. “You to Sweetcake!” 

“Ian…” She tosses her apple at him, “catch!” He flinches and catches the apple core. She takes a shot from Vi's glass after her and looks down at the board. It is the board game clue. She is looking at where all the pieces are. Everyone is close to the conservatory and half of the weapon pieces are close by, with two in the ballroom.  

“I feel like I never get to go where I want.” The girl with red hair speaks as her token, Ms. Scarlet, is picked up and moved by her twin brother.  

“Ms. Scarlet, in the Conservatory, with the…” She removes her K-Bar knife from her ankle and tosses it at the bulletin board nearby, “dagger!” Everyone looks at their cards. They all react with different actions and verbiage if defeat. Ian picks up the tiny envelope and flicks it at the leader. She opens it and smiles while dropping the three correct cards on the table. “you all whodrunkit! That means you all take 6 shots each right now!” 

“Rachel and I would like to double or nothing!” The guy with the red hair stands up and holds his hand out across the table at the leader. Rachel stands up and rushes over to a cupboard on the wall.  

“If you guys loose, you will owe me reversed roles jog through the mall too!” She stares seriously with a half smiles not showing any teeth and an eyebrow raised. 

“But if Thomas and I win, that means you split the next payout with us and us only.” Rachel adds in. 

“Whoa!” Ian interrupts. He places his hand between them with his palm facing down, “I’m not letting the hexes bring me out of payout. Whatever it is, I want in!” He looks at all three  “If I win, I get to split the next payout with the boss and you two have to clean all the weapons pieces by piece dismantled in your reverse roles on top if the mall.” 

“And if I win, you have to do the shopping list for a month in tights and a leotard!” The leader speaks.  

They all stack there hands and shout, “done deal!” Rachel pulls out a box from behind her back. Placing it in the table, she slowly removed the tall rectangular casing.  

“The game is Jenga!” Rachel says. The first two rounds, both guys, Ian and Thomas lost. Rachel is nervous and slowly pulling out a block. The bottom few rows are alternating with one voices holding it up and the middle is solid. As she does this, the leader is examining the stability of the blocks. She notices one if the bottom pieces is crooked just slightly and the bottom piece is horizontal between them. It could easily fall toward either of them. She decided to take a risk and pull out a piece crooked and push the two next to it over a tad. Rachel took the bait and went fir the pieces 2 over from it that was now sticking out slightly. This repeated two more times, until the tower crashed toward Rachel as she attempted to place a pieces on top. 

“Well, it looks like were going to the mall tomorrow and Ian, you can take the list off the fridge to the store. We will drop you off and pick you up.” A door is heard with many bags rifling. As Candlight, Paisley, and Breccan walk in. 

“Aw man! We missed it! Did it work?” Candlelight rushes over to the table.  

“No.” Thomas says as he cleans up the Jenga voices and the others clean up the clue board.  

“You’re heading out on Monday? Alone?” Breccan asks as he reads through one of the folders on the counter.  

“What? Solo? You need at least one of us, right?” Ronan asks and opens one of the folders. His face becomes disappointed. “Another Jeremey Kore case…” 

“Oooooo!” Seasha takes a big bite out of a sub sandwich and walks over to the counter and opens the third file. “I can’t wait for you to find this perp! I also don’t understand how he is able to craft many of the devices he has used. I don’t understand the fuel source. Just like most of our weapons, they are gas powered, but it’s substance has an unknown chemical within it  I can not identify.” 

“I want to catch him too. For about 9 years now, I have been hunting him.” The leader pulls out a sub from a bag and sits down on the stool at the counter next to Seasha.  

Chapter 3 

Not perfect  

Mission #101 

“Scanning profile.” A machine turns on and scans the leader at a younger age. “Identification analyzed. #986. Buittner(bit-ner), Cassandra. Age: 23 Height 5’4” weight 135 lbs. Eyes: Light brown Hair: Golden brown. Welcome!” She is sitting at grey desk and a computer screen pops up from it. “Displaying mission info. Number 101, as manually corrected by current user.” An image of a bald man with glasses pops up. “Target, Dr. Huey Degrin. Age: 34. Wanted for illegal malpractices with gene splicing against kid napped hostages. Last know whereabouts, Nevada. Assistant: Jeremey Kore.” More photos pop up of another man in glasses with hair spike in the front of his head and the rest short. “Your task it apprehend both targets. Termination is not an option. Both need to be taken into custody for questioning behind their experiments and research. Reports around the Las Vegas Strip declares an unknown red human like creature has been sited. This may be one of the experiments and results of gene manipulation caused by Dr. Degrin. If the creature is found, we suggest immediate termination of it and to place a tracker for immediate extraction by a team standing by. Specialists C. Loam will be assisting you and anyone from his team you choose.” 

Beep, Beep, Beep 

A message flashes on the screen and Cassandra taps it. “Congratulations! You have been serving us for over a year now. Most do not make it this far. If you succeed in this…good things will be coming your way. Very good things! I believe in you!” A man in a suit spoke on a video. Cassandra presses a button on the computer and a wall opens up with gadgets and another with weapons. The opposite wall across the room opens with many drawers having various garments.  

When exiting the room, a man is leaning against the wall dresses in all black with his own weapons and gadgets. “Knowing you, I didn’t bring anyone. I'm sure…” Cassandra shoves her shoulder into him as he stood in front of her and proceeded down the hall passed him. “Yep!” The two board a private plane and parachute into the desert. “Hey! Where you going? The strip is that way!” He shouts as Cassandra walks off into the desert with a gadget in her hand. She is scanning the area and picking up some signals. “Hey! Whether you like it or not we have to work together on this.” The man grabs her shoulder and she shrugs him off. He grabs both of them and turns her around. “Look at me!” The two lock eyes. “I get it. Your good at what you do and being alone is something you’re used to. But, every lone wolf was part of a pack at some point.” He removes his hands from her shoulders. “please… Let me help.” 

Cassandra rolls her eyes and draws an X in the dirt with her foot. “Okay. Dig!” She tosses him a shovel that expanded to have a handle.  

“Not what I meant, but it’s a start.” He stabs the shovel in the dirt and pushes his foot on top and begins to shovel. “I’m doing this to show you a point. If I hadn’t asked, would you of actually dug this yourself.” 

“Of course.” She puts on some aviator shades and crosses her arms watching.  

“If I had known we would be digging I would of brought another shovel so we could both do this. I figured we would start looking into the abandoned building outside of town where many of the victims phones were last traced.” C. Loam talks. “Will you at least tell me what I’m digging for? What did you pick up right here?” 

Cassandra looks at her gadget and powers it down. “I figured tracing cellphones and radios would be too simple. To easy to hide or scramble from detectors or else they would of found him by now. Instead…” She uncrosses her arms and places her hands on her hips leaving over slightly toward him, “I'm not sure if I want to tell you one of my secret ways to track people.” 

“Why?” He stops and stabs the shovel down and leans on the back of the handle. “Who am I going to tell? Or are you afraid that I would be better than you.” She glares at him and stands up straight. “Nah!” He returns to shoveling, “I am better than you!”  

She kneels down and grabs the shovel from his hands. “If you’re better than me, go find them on your own!” The two struggle some back and forth with the shovel and he kisses her. She smacks him across the face and stands up turning around looking through some binoculars. “Just keep digging! You see that neighborhood in the distance?” She points. “Method tracks his residence being one of those homes on the outer part. A tunnel beneath leading to his secret lab beneath our feet.” 

“How does one build something like that without the detection of the government or even city?”  He asks. 

“Doing it without them knowing. Also, this land is privately owned. To some high roller, and when I looked into it, it was an alias.” She answers. 

“Yeah, but someone must of seen builders or something. There is no way a couple men could build a whole facility on there own.” He rebuttals. 

Cassandra laughs and turns around, “Intelligent people find simple and easy ways to do things. If you know how to make your own corrosive acid, simply applying that can easily remove dirt. Besides, we’re outside the city that never sleeps! Moving trucks showing up in the middle of the night and being unloaded is not uncommon. Just keep digging until you hit solid surface.”  

Time passes and C. Loan hits metal. Cassandra helps him out of the hole and drops an armed bomb down the hole. The two retreat back some and it is detonated. A hole is created into a dark room. The two drop down into what looks to be a living room. 

“This looks like a living room. What did you trace? C' mon tell me!” The two stop as the lights turn on and metal casings cover two doors to the room. The TV turns on with Dr. Degrin on the screen. 

“Your only way out is through the hole you came in. Leave at once and before you can find me, I will be gone! If not, the room will fill with sleeping agents and you two will be shot in the head. C. Loam shoots the TV and cameras in the room. He attempts to shoot the panel of one of the doors.  

“This one!” Cassandra pulls out a vial or corrosive acid and an unusual looking hand gun. From her bag and screws the vial onto the back of the weapon. She looks over her partner and raises her aim from the door slightly. She squirts a hole into the door large enough for them to pass through. 

“Don’t you ever worry that may break on a mission from like a bullet or something and like corrode you?” Loam asks as the two enter a hallway.  

“No. Eveything I have is waterproof, fireproof, bulletproof, unbreakable, and equipped with multiple energy or power sources. This way!” She stops looking at a tablet and grabs her assault rifle.  

“Don’t you think they probably fled already?” Loam said. He pulls out his walkie and attempts to signal his team.  

“I already sent them the entrance point, there is no way they will get out passed us where we came in or out where I sent your team in the neighborhood when you were digging.” She stops are some double doors that have also been sealed with metal playing. Using her acid gun again, she makes another opening. Bullets are fired at them and the two take cover.  

“Here!” Loam takes a pin out of a gas grenade and tosses it into the room. The two wait a few minutes and only use special cloths to cover their faces and enter. Inside, the room is filled with all sorts of medical and scientific equipment.  On the floor are two women wearing white lab coats. “Decoys!” He dives off to the side behind one of the lab counters as he was being shot at again. Cassandra fired a flash bomb from her assault rifle and ran around the other lab table. She still had on her special aviators and was not affected by the flash. She jumps onto a table and dives down onto Dr. Degrin as he stumbled to an escape hatch. She places her gun on his neck. 

“Where is Jeremy Kore!” She shouts. The doctor laughs. Inside the room a person was laying on an examine table with IVs attached to them. A light turns on one of the nearby connected machines and red liquid begins to pump into their body. They sit up screaming as their skin turns red! This skinny, what looked to be a drug junkie, man began to have muscles grow very large in seconds. They stood up from the table and shoved it across the room. Fangs grew from the mouth and began dropping drool from them. Cassandra stands and shoots the doctor in the back of one arm and leg to prevent him from moving. She aims her weapon at the red man! 

“On behalf of the US government, we order you to stand down or risk being terminated!” C. Loam shouts. “Stand down now!” Cassandra pulls out her unusual handheld weapon. Pressing a button and adjusting some of it, she places some darts within it. Shooting one into the neck of the man, he is resistant to the chemical. A few more are launched and there is no effect. She tries a different dart and this one causes his muscles to grow even more. He rushes at Cassandra and is shot many times. Nearly a whole clip was unloaded until he stopped and dropped to the floor.  

Cassandra asks the doctor again, “Where is Jeremey Kore!” 

The doctor laughs again as he spits out blood and attempts to sit up, “He was out running an errand for me today! I never knew anyone would track me down not from one of my two entrance into this place. I sent him all my notes the second you dropped in. You will never find him!” 

Cassandra kicks him down to the floor and looks around the room. “You stay here and watch him. I will see where this Hatch leads and maybe track him. As soon as I have a signal, I will send your team in and the retrieval squad for this man.” They look and the red man is now back to normal. 

Through the Hatch, it lead to a hallowed out boulder in the dessert not to far from the dug hole. She steps up to the surface and looks around. She takes some steps and leaves footprints. Knowing nobody had used this hatch, she signals everyone. Returning to the lab, she removes the lockdown from the system and the other teams joins them. The help escort the victim and Dr. Out through the main entrance that was hidden behind a freezer in the basement. A black SUV was loaded up and drove to the dessert where the chopper landed outside of the hatch and hole. Everything was removed from the small facility and it was taken under control by the government to be destroyed and sealed off.  

Chapter 4 

Misfits 

“Alright Sixfits!” Cassandra walks into the room as everyone looks around at her from different areas of the room. 

“Yes!” Violet shouts. 

“Finally! What is this time?” Ian stands up from the couch and hops over it towards Cassandra. “Please tell me mercenary!” 

“Yeah… I'm sort of sick of doing all this government crap! I happen to like the cultures and countries we have been too lately.” Ronan says. 

“Paisley and I are on a bet, that this will be a bounty! Against Thomas and Breccan who say it will be a retrieval mission!” Rachel says. 

“Hey! How about, how was your mission Cassandra! Or welcome back!” The woman with white hair stands up and hugs Cassandra. 

“Thanks Seasha. We will have plenty of time to chat over my last mission on our way to the next. Who had the third party bet?” Cassandra speaks. 

“Damn!” Thomas smacks the counter. 

“You all lost!” Violet says. 

“Meet me in the debriefing room in an hour. Breccan! Seasha! With me!” Cassandra walks down a hall into an elevator with Breccan and Seasha. “I think it’s been 92 days, Breccan.” 

“Shhh!” Seasha covers her mouth with her finger.  

“April, May, June…” Breccan mutters, “You’re right! Are you saying I have time?” 

“Yes! Just thought I would bring it up. Sometimes in combat it gets confusing with you two having the same hair colour on the screen out of the corner of my eye. 

“Were going with?” Breccan questions. 

“Yes. We have need for both of you on this mission.” Cassandra says and exits the elevator into a room full of monitors and computers all over the place. 

“Wow! This is only the 3rd time we all went on a mission. I think we need a new name! I get it, the Sixfits for you 6 professional Spies, but we feel left out and so do the drivers!” Seasha says as she is handed a flash drive to download. 

“I'm working on it. You four are fairly new and I have never had a team last as long as this one has. I always end up with 6 misfits and just used Sixfits for the name of our sector. Print out full files for everyone and a separate file based on everyone’s skills and back up strategies. Breccan! I need you to do a full satellite  scan and do what you do best on a simulated map of where were going. I want as much as you can dish out. It will all be in the file.” Cassandra says and exits back to the elevator. 

“On it!” Breccan pulls out the first few sheets that have been printed to look over.  

“I know it!” The elevator doors shut and Cassandra proceeds to the debriefing room where everyone was already waiting and sitting around an oval table. “I guess since were all here. I will start now.” She pulls down a map of the world and grabs a dry erase marker. The lights are dimmed and a spot light is placed onto her. She gives a thumbs up to the camera and Seasha and Breccan can be seen on two monitors on the wall below the spot light. “Private caller.” 

“Fuck!” Ian leans back in his chair. “I should of third partied and I would of won!” 

“What is it this time? Lost dog again? I still have a scar from those muts.” Candlelight speaks as she combs her purple hair behind her ear some with a strand of black and pink left showing.  

“Mr. Unill.” Cassandra says. 

“Never heard of him.” Ronan says. 

“That’s not his birth name, nor is it one of the many he goes by. Anyway.” Cassandra circles a random spot in the ocean. “He has offered a large payment for our skills. In fact, he already sent half of it upfront and it is the largest we have ever been paid on just by that half.” 

“Wooo doggie!” Ian runs his hand together. “I'm in!” 

“We’re all in. All ten of us!” Cassandra says with confidence. They all look at one another around the room. “As leader, he managed to track me down privately on my last mission. Seems he was ripped of by a previous client of ours, but wouldn’t say whom. He owns a large facility with many other buildings around his residence on an exclusive island where tourism is left only for those who live in higher society. “She holds out her fingers counting off her next few lines. He has asked us to help clear out his facility from an unknown threat to us created by his research teams. Stop the closest government’s military from seizing the facility, said to happen within a few days. While we are there, he wants us to test the security systems. Everything from the codes to bathrooms to a highly secured volt within building somewhere. We are to do all the assigned tasks, which Seasha will bring to you, and escape the island within a certain amount of time given.” She turns around and draws an X theigu the circle she drew. “Oh yeah, he wants us to help him redecorate. So that means not to worry over destruction of property.” She turns back around and the spot light turns off and a lamp on the table turns on. Cassandra leans down with her face in the lamps light and places a toothpick in her mouth. “Mr. Unill owns the whole fucking god damn island and burns through cash faster than a drunk weekend in Vegas.” 

Ian taps Violet on the shoulder, “Remember our last trip to Vegas?” 

“Shut up! I don’t to.” Violet says. 

Cassandra stands up and spits out the toothpick and crosses her arms as the regular lighting comes on. “Nothing we can’t handle.” We head out at midnight. Pack heavy, tropical, and fast. Our ship sets sail at dawn!” 

Cassandra leaves the room and heads down the hall. To the elevator. She exits on a floor with only one door in front of her. Inside, is a large living quarters fitted with all needs to live from a kitchen, entertainment, sleeping, bathroom, and office. She proceeds to the office in the center of the large room surrounded by glass walls. She sits down in the chair and places her hand on a vial of glass on the desk that scans her hand.  

“Print match accepted! Scanning for user profile.” A computerized voice speaks and scans her entire body. An image of her scan shows up on a projection over the desk. “Welcome! #986 Buittner, Cassandra. Age: 31½ Height 5’4” weight 168 lbs. Eyes: Light brown Hair: Golden brown. Temperature 96 degrees. Outside temp 99 degrees with sunny skies and no chance of precipitation. In current events…” 

“Enough computer. Open my new mission file.” Cassandra speaks. 

“Mission #377. Private client. Mr. Unill.” A photo pops up of a man in a Hawaiian shirt, balding and slightly chubby on the glass wall in front of her. “This case goes outside of the US jurisdictions and is not authorized by any higher official.” The photo disperses and turns read with a stop sign image showing. 

“Com on computer! We go through this with every case under that. I have permission! Just make the stupid call!” Cassandra shouts. 

“Callling Agent #1218.” The computer voice says and shows a phone shaking side to side for the calling. “Connection established!”  

A man appears on the glass for a video call. “Ah! Ms. Buittner! I knew you would be calling.” 

She sighs, “I get that they have had people infiltrate the systems and missions more than they would like, but I'm Prime Grade A beef! Ypu can’t get any better! Why do I have to make these call every time? I already know, you approve and we can both get back to what we do best.” 

“You’re better than that! I think of you as Prime Grade A beef served by Master Chef Gordon Ramsay himself! But, we need to. Especially after your last mission. I…” He hesitates and leans into the camera. “I hate to be the one to tell you this, but…” 

“But? Someone younger is catching up to me? My department may be re designed? My brother is a spy for the enemies? What is it? Just tell me.” Cassandra says  

“Team wolf howlers has gone MIA.” The man says with a blank expression on his face. 

“What!” Cassandra stands up fast. “What do you mean missing in action? This is joke, right?” 

“I wish it was, but that’s also why you were sent alone on that last one. Previously, on an attempt to find Jeremey Kore his team never made it out. Where they had gone has been completely cleaned out. We have no leads at the moment. Just carry out your current mission and we will hopefully have news when you get back.” The man says. 

“You!” Cassandra points at him, “you send everything and anything to me right away! I am taking my while team on this, so use our private system. Something you should know…” Cassandra pulls put her phone and shows an image. 

“It looks like a man in his office.” He states. Cassandra zooms it in on the reflection of the window showing a faint image of a vial being held by someone. “Compound Agent…” The man is surprised and squints closely and sit back moving his hand through his hair, “black! This can’t be?” 

“I hope it isn’t, but the last time I seen beakers shaped like that, with those symbols, and bubbling liquids…” She sits down and stares blankly at her desk. 

“Right. I will send you everything. I think at this point for those cases, it is left outside of thengiverment systems. I feel they are one of the hackers. Oh and before you go, I will stop by with a tech to upgrade your office. We found out if someone is dead and is placed in your scanner soon enough it will still read them as alive. Good luck!” The man ends the video call. 

Cassandra opens a drawer with a photo of her and C. Loam and a team with the president. “You always said you were better. You said you would be the one to save my ass one day.” She huffs nd puts the photo back. “He ain’t even here and he still riels me up.” 

Chapter 5 

All aboard 

The Sixfits are all aboard a private ship containing various vehicles store beneath its hold. Even a chopper to fly out with ease if retractable part of the ship is opened. Everyone is handling the voyage well. Some are relaxing while others are prepping themselves for the venture they are about to endure. Thomas is in the helm of the boat steering the ship. Down on deck all the girls are bathing in the sun or relaxing on loungers under umbrellas. Cassandra is on the opposite end of the ship looking put over the ocean while leaning on the railing. Ian is in this area waiting for some fishing poles to wiggle. Breccan and Ronan are inside the hold playing games on a console.  

“So, you wanna tell me how your last mission went?” Ian asks Cassandra.  

She turns around and leans on the railing with her backside. “Not much to tell.” She closes her eyes and thinks about some of the information she was reading about her friend, C. Liam’s last raid.  

Ian stands up and walks over to her and leans on the railing with his backside next to her. “You know, I have been hear longer than anyone else on this two. I can tell when something is bothering you. Usually I can’t figure it out or get you to spill, but I think I know what it is.” Cassandra looks up and over ag him. “The wolf howlers.” She looks away with some sorrow. 

“How did…” She begins to mutter. 

“Gabby and I still keep in touch ever since that one New Year’s way back. I was notified of her MIA.” Ian stands up and moves in front of Cassandra as she turns her head as far as possible away from him. “Look. It ain’t my place to be telling my commanding officer how to do her job, but we all look up to you. It’s not like you to saty down this long and distant. Where’s that fierce I don’t take shit from nobody attitude and if you don’t like it, I will make you eat dirt through and IV!” He gently punches her a few times with both fists. She smiles and looks up at him. “There we go! Been almost a day since you cracked one of those!” she stands up and he places an arm around her shoulder while she places one around his backside. “Let’s go sit. I feel good knowing you still remember my first mission with you. It’s been what?” 

“8 years this Christmas.” Cassandra removes his arm from around her and takes a step back as he turns around smiling. He sits down in his chair backwards. “You’re still the same cocky asshole! But, we work well together.” She pulls one of the foldable chairs around to sit in facing him as he leaned his head on his arms on the back of the chair.  

8 years ago… 

Mission #282 

“Alright! We have 2 objective and 2 objectives only, clear out the hostile enemies and do it before the sun rises.” Cassandra is walking in front of a line of soldiers.  

“I can think of two objectives for her. Do me all night and when the sun comes out, do me again!” Ian whispers to the guy next to him. 

Cassandra stops and turns around fast. Before Ian knew it a gun was against his neck with her staring up at him I to his eyes. “By do you all night, test your pain tolerance levels and when the sun comes out initiate the most brutally painfully discovered weakness to send you to the hospital and make you eat dirt through an IV?” 

“No mam!” Ian solutes her and stands up straight and tall with the other hand by his side. “I was simply pointing out that you are the most appealing Commander I have ever had pleasure to reside under. I had a moment of instincts and simple had to get it out now, instead of on the battlefield if you were say, crawling in front of me or I had to help throw you over a wall. If we get tired up together, well…” He smiles, “I will see what I say then.” Cassandra lowers her gun. “Ian Graider, right? 10 years in the military and denied any advancement offered to him. Being only 28 that is commendable.” She continues to walk and speak to the troupe. “I like 6 things from people under my command. People who can fallow orders, those who are not cowards and fight with all there might.” She turns around to walk down the line again. “Variously skilled throughout in aid of one another. Good attitudes,” she stops and looks at Ian directly, “honesty,” she keeps walking, “and the ability to do whatever you can to avoid pointing and shooting at every person. If you don’t know what that means, if a target is flagged for death, but the situation points to them being useful or innocent, do not pull that trigger!” She arms her gun at the end of the line with them all looking at her backside. “Let’s do this!” The rest arm their weapons and they all take off running out of a tent through a military camp. 

Back on the ship… 

“I had been under dozens of superior officers until you. You know what keeps me here?” Ian softly speaks.  

Cassandra flips her hair around, “my devilishly alluring appearance!” She flutters her eyes at him. They both laugh. 

“Your angelic ability to see the best in others and push us to be that. That first mission we went on, we marched out over a dozen enemy soldiers who were not in full support of what we were lead to believe. In fact, I have looked into them and they all live happily married lives away from all the craziness overseas!” Ian sits up with an astonished face and grand hand gestures. “Take Breccan! We were sent in to destroy his entire system! When you pointed a gun at him and I held gasoline over is main frame, he just caved. He begged and pleaded to let him live. To let him keep programming. That is all he ever wanted! But, no society doesn’t approve his methods and because of one code gone wrong that sent a spam out to thousands a company sued him and ripped away all his accreditations of his accomplishments. Left to just tap buttons for food orders. Everyone else I served under…” He shakes his head with regret. “They would of just blown holes in him the second they popped through his bedroom door in the basement of his dad’s house. You!” He smiles an points at Cassandra shaking his finger, “you got heart!” 

“You’re the heart and soul of this team! If I may bust in.” Breccan and Ronan walk over. 

“Hey!” Ian begins to look around all over the place. “Where is it?” 

Breccan looks at Cassandra. She smiles and and looks at her wrist with a few gadgets. He holds his arm up and moves the sleeve. “There new. From Seasha. Yours is with your gear.” 

“I asked him to test out the new communication. Although, I did say to set it to our codenames.” Cassandra cuts in. Ronan sets a cooler down and pulls put a couple beers passing them around to everyone. After, he sits on top of the cooler and they all clink in cheers. 

“To the heart and soul of our team, just like Brec said!” Ronan shouts. 

“I put all the codenames in and our regular names until we reach our destination just to test it fully. Although, the girls had nothing I even remotely wanted to eavesdrop on all day. They have be coded to activate for various reasons and have passed all my tests, except detonation. But, we will deal with that if needed. But hey…” Brec sits on the floor of the deck between Cassandra and Ian. “You not only saved me from going down a bad path, but you also made my dream come true! Far beyond anything I could imagine! Before that mishap with the company, my biggest outlook on life was coding a successful app. Now, I have many of them and I I don’t care it only Ten of us use them, because what we do… only in dreams and movies do people imagine this. Not to mention, my hair being back to black, feels good. I would of probably went another month with it silver.” 

“Aww, are you sure you didn’t drug me or something. Ya'll are getting mushy on me. I thought all the ladies were up on the bow?” She stands up and false walking away, “I ain’t looking to cry tonight.” She smiles and sits back down.  

“Hey! We don’t cry that often. Just during sappy movies and emotional moments.” Rachel shouts. The all brought chairs to sit in and make a circle.  

“Seasha, good job on the watches. They are working great. And ah…” Brec tilts his head away from her looking forward, I'm sure Brian will call you back when you realize an interlattion meeting is a fancy way of saying relationship. You’re the other woman!”  

“You were spying on us!” She smack him on the shoulder and everyone laughs.  

“How else was I supposed to test the watches?” Brec answers. 

“Right.” Seasha calms down. “Even though I built them, they wouldn’t work without your coding.” 

“I think that’s the nicest thing you ever said to him!” Violet exclaims.  

“So, ah… are you going to tell us about your last mission or not?” Over Cassandra, Breccan, and Seasha's watches Thomas can be heard.  

Rachel grabs Cassandra's arm and talks into it, “were you spying on us all day too?” 

“No. I was just listening cause it’s boring as hell up here and I would’ve rather spent the day getting trashed. Besides Cassandra and Breccan, nobody has dropped by!” Thomas shouts. 

“Don’t worry, tomorrow you can spend all day getting plastered with us. We won’t arrive for another two days, right?” Violet adds in. 

Cassandra nods. “so, you want know about my last mission?” She chugs the beer and smashes it on the ground to shatter. Ronan stands up an hands her two more. 

Chapter 6 

Don’t judge a book by its cover 

Mission #376 

Cassandra is wearing nice dress pants with a suit coat, that does not button or close, over a white button up shirt and vest with a metallic design on half of it. Her hair is up in chopsticks and small black sunglasses cover her eyes. Walking through a parking lot, she stops to examine the exterior of a tall skyscraper. Continuing inside, she is carrying a silver briefcase with black gloves on. Each footstep she takes is very noticeable on the hard ground by the heels of her ankle boots. Upon entering the building, she takes some steps in and looks around. The main entrance is open with a very high ceiling and glass all around. She walks to the main desk and her steps echo in the room.  

“52nd floor please. Holly. Holly Main.” Cassandra speaks to the secretary. She makes a phone call and after hanging up hands Cassandra a key card. “Thank you.” Cassandra smiles, “Have a glorious day! Good luck on the wedding!” The secretary smiles and looks are her engagement ring on her left hand. Cassandra walks along the desk without making eye contact or moving her head at the other secretaries behind the desk. She comes to a set of elevators. A man is standing by them and checks her credential to pass. He calls an elevator for her and presses the floor number for her. The man stays on the main floor and Cassandra looks up at the camera hidden behind the panel above the floor numbers using only her eyes. Before reaching her floor, she pulls out a smart phone and opens an app on it, then places it back within her coat pocket inside the jacket.  

Ding 

The elevator doors open. It is a small rectangular hall with a couch and two arm chairs residing in half of it. Beyond that, are bathrooms, utility closet, the stairs, and two large glass double doors locked electronically. Cassandra walks up to the glass doors. Just as she was reaching out the key card to the reader, she stops and looks at her watch. Turning around, she enters the womens bathroom. Very extravagant, with granite countertops and a tiny waterfall in the corner, she smiles and enters one of the stalls. Sitting on the toilet with her cloths still on, she rests her briefcases upon her lap. Leaning down, she removes the buckles from both of her booths. They were simply their for fashion and not in use to fasten the boots on. She snaps the two round rings together and pops out some tiny legs, resembling the pizza saver. She opens her briefcase and pulls out a small cylinder to attached within the ring. A light flashes for a moment and a tiny part of the cylinder pops out with a smaller cylinder. She unscrews a vent and send it down it with a tiny control inside the briefcase. She can hear voices outside the bathroom laughing and shuts the vent, without re screwing it, closes her briefcase and walks over to the feminine products machine. Just as the door opened, she begin to smack it. “This stupid thing!” Cassandra looks at the women who just entered, “Or is stupid Aunt Flo and being a woman, hah?” 

“Ain’t that the truth. Do you need help? I can have maintenance come and fix it?” The woman asks. 

“No. I have some more quarters, I just never pass up the chance to take stress out on something.” Cassandra chuckles and pulls out some quarters to porches from the machine. As the woman was using the toilet, Cassandra screws the vent on fast and re enters the stall. The other woman roots and Cassandra tries to reframe from chuckling. She pulls out a tiny vial of blood and soaks the feminine product with it to toss in the trash. The other woman washed her hands and exits the bathroom. Cassandra re opens her briefcase and maneuvers her small device through the vents. She stops it in front of a vent looking into am empty office. She sets it up to be connected to a watch she has on higher up her arm and closes the briefcase. Washing her hands, using the lotions, mints, and a perfume available she exits the bathroom. This time she went straight to the glass doors with no hesitation and uses her key card to unlock it. She has to place her briefcase on a machine to be scanned and patted down by security. The machine shows her case containing lots of papers, due to her specially designed camouflaging briefcase designed by Seasha. Passing the security check point, she proceeded through another set of glass doors. Straight ahead is a receptionist’s desk.  

“Holly Main. I'm here on behalf of a client interested in investing in the products here. The first thing I need is a tour of the premises to see exactly how state of the art this place it.” Cassandra demands. 

“Ah! Ms. Main! So glad you could make it! I assure you, everything here is kept in tip top shape.” A man walks out of a meeting with many others in a fancy business suit. 

“I will be the judge of that. If tour equipment really is top notch, my investor would have no need to apply funds to those areas. Which us why I will also need to be debriefed in anything you claim as beneficial to my client. Whether financially or for personal pleasures.” Cassandra states and removes her sunglasses on the last few words for dramatic effect. 

“Of course!” The man walks over and grabs her left hand, and kisses the back of it on the gloves. “We offer many personal pleasures here. Perhaps I will be lucky enough to see a smile on that face at some point today.” He stands up, “My name is Franklin Fortel. But, you can call me Franky.” He guides her hand and gestures with the other toward a hallway. “Right this way.” The head down a hall and Franky unlocks a door into and area labeled labs with his keycard. He gestures to some hospital garments, “For safety, we have to put these on over our clothes and a mask with goggles.” 

“Are you saying your facility have hazardous or airborne materials out willy nilly in the place?” Cassandra asks. 

“No. More of prevention of our germs affecting the place. One sneeze can alter or ruin and entire experiment.” Franky replies. 

“Fair enough. Show me what’s in the labs.” Cassandra says and they two proceed through some double doors. Inside the lab are a few people working on different experiments using blue bubbling liquids. The pass by a patient examine room with a woman inside crying heavily and tissues all over the place. Cassandra stops and looks through the glass. Examining everything. Within the reflection she uses that to take note of the cameras in the corners behind her. As she returned to following Franky, briefly she looks at the camera in the corner in front I’d her. There is one in each corner. As they pass by some of the researchers, she can see more video cameras stationed throughout the tables and recording devices used for documenting. Cassandra stop and looks at a beaker left unattended of the blue liquid. “This is your product? What does it do? With everyone’s backs turned I could of easily snatched it up or took a sample to take back and be studies at our own labs.” She kneels down and looks into the beaker with her chin practically touching the counter. “It’s very carbonated. Is it a drink of some sort?” 

Franky walks around the lab counter and kneels down to look through the liquid at Cassandra. “Holly…you do have some very beautiful eyes. I bet without all that make up on they are even better. As I look at you now, I feel like a bird caught in your snare from a gaze of those shining colourful eyes.” Cassandra stands up and looks down at him and then her watch and back at him. He stands. “Right. Business…” He places an arm around her shoulder and pulls her in close to his chest. “Then pleasure. This way.” They enter a hallway with many rooms. “To answer your question, it is consumable, but to quench your thirst is not it’s purpose. Also…” He stops in the middle of the hall in front of a door labeled, Security. Pointing to a camera behind her, “There is no way for you to have left this building without our knowledge of your swiping our product.” He uses his keycard to open the security door where a man sat watching many monitors. “As you can see, this floor is under surveillance 24/7.” As Franky was talking in the doorway, Cassandra tapped a button on her hidden watch marking the coordinates of this location. She also took notice of not being able to see any vents from this view point and assumed it must have been on the wall she was standing in the doorway of. “Come! I have something even better to show you.” Franky walks down the hall to a door that has a numerical lock. The door opens and the two proceed inside. A light is shining on glass case containing 6 beakers of different coloured liquids.  

Chapter break to 7 

title 

“What are these? That same chemical from the labs, just with different food coloring in them? They are still highly carbonated.” Cassandra asks as Franky punches in a code to the case. This one, she can see, *3-9-9-2*#. The case opens above the pink beaker. He grabs it smiles. “You still have not explained what these chemical are of what they do. What is that one your holding? Pink lemonade chardonnay or something?” 

The case is locked back up and Franky turns around. “Oh, you will find out soon enough. Why don’t we head back to my office for a…” He leans into her ear just before passing her, “private demonstration.” Cassandra uses these few moments to analyze the case and follows behind Franky back to his office. Passed the secretaries desk they went in their normal business attire. Cassandra walks in and glances at the vent. She hears the door lock behind her and Franky walks behind her and removes her jacket. As he hangs it on the coat rack and steps to the side at a table with brandy decanters, she removes her gadget watch and sits down fast with the watch in the floor between her briefcase and his desk. Franky turns around. “Let’s have drinks!” Cassandra looks at him and accepts the drink. She notices the pink beaker is left open behind him.  

She goes to take a drink and stops, “Ya know what? You know what I really enjoy with drinks in good company?” She sets her glass down and unbuttoned the tops of her shirt while looking up and to the side, “one more of these chairs I am sitting on.” She looks down and places her hand behind her head with her elbow bent, “yeah…” she looks directly into Franky's eyes, we need three of these chairs!” she undoes another button and leans back. Franky stands up and chugs his glass of brandy. He stops next to Cassandra and kneels down with his face very close to her exposed chest slowly looking at her neck and face, I'll get another chair! You keep making yourself comfortable.” Before he leaves the room, he pours two more glasses of brandy and takes the remaining pink liquid with him. As soon as the door shuts, she opens her briefcase and hits a button for the device in the vent to move to the marked location. From there, she smells her glass of brandy and the two over on the other table. They all have a non alcholic chemical odor about them.  

To herself she says, “Chemical pink. A strong aphrodisiac. Releasing so many endorphins it makes MDMA look like baby aspirin. Of course my glass and this one have a higher amount.” Her watch beeps and she can see inside the security room. Franky has just entered that hall to return the beaker. She uses her briefcase to control the device. It expels a small amount of corrosive acid to make an opening in the vent. “That’s not very secure. The same code for the door as the case?” Franky can be seen on camera using the code to enter the room where the beakers are kept of the other 7 others besides blue. Using a targeting system, it launches a tiny dart that puts the security officer to sleep. The device leaps down on the forehead of the man passed out leaning back in his chair with his jaw wide open. Looking over all the controls, she finds the one for the cameras. As Franky was removing his lab garments, Cassandra shut down the security cameras to this floor. Only, the area outside the elevators remained on a separate system, but still having a viewing monitor from this room. She sees Franky go to the utility closet. Quickly, she closes all the blinds in the room and dims a lamp on the desk before turning off the main lights of the office. She pulls out a syringe and mini sponge from her briefcase and closes it. She drops the songs into her glass on the desk and it expands into a dinosaur soaking up all the liquid. Tossing it in the trash can beneath the desk she removed her vest and unbuttoned the rest of her shirt. Standing with her arm leaning on the desk and a leg on a chair, she waited for Franky to return holding the syringe behind her back. He struggled some getting the chair in after stopping to gaze at Cassandra exposing Cassandra's torso. He walks over to her and looks down at her chest. She stands up and uses her free hand to brush his neck and down his chest to the chair. “Why don’t you take a seat.” She inhales heavily and places her nose on his ear while warping her free arm around him. “You have some really good brandy. I just feel… so… so…” She looks up and exhales. 

“Aroused! You must have been a party girl to have a tolerance like this. Our chemical Pink is the most efficient and effective aphrodisiac ever created!” Cassandra places the syringe on the desk and begins to rub Franky’a shoulders. 

“Tell me more. What about the blue? Tell me everything and we can do everything!” Cassandra kneels down and picks up the syringe again, she kisses Franky's neck to cause him to tilt it to the side and close his eyes. 

“The blue…” He begins to have trouble speaking with the pink compound agent spreading throughout his system. “Makes people cry. Makes them sad.” He starts to breath heavily. “Holly! Oh Holly!” Cassandra stabs the syringe into his neck and injects the contents into him fast. Within seconds his body was numb and he couldn’t move.  

Cassandra walks around the chair and re buttons her shirt. She sit on his lap and looks down into his face, “sorry. But, this is the end to your experiments here! I will find Jeremey Kore!” She stands up and replaces her vest over the shirt. Putting her watch back on and taking his keycard, she picks up her briefcase. Inside she removed two holsters and places a handgun with a silencer and her specially multipurpose handgun loaded with darts. Her jacket covered them well and she exits the office. The gun is held against the secretaries neck. “I will give you some choices,” she looks around the desks and sees photos of children, but no husband, and an elderly man. “Option A, first is always the worst, I will shoot you and you will die in a manner of minutes. Option B, 2nd is the best, you will leave this place and never return. I will give you a code to open a locker down at the  nearest rec center containing enough money for you to take your family away from here and love comfortably with an associate following you home and making sure you’re secured. Option C, you can hit that panic button under your desk and see how many more I add to my list of skills under my belt, and you will be left to see if you live or die.” 

“B! Option B!” The woman begins crying, “please! I don’t even know what they do here this job just pays all the bills.”  

“It’s your birthday. Now go!” Cassandra shouts and walks toward the lab door. She places her back towards it and waist for the woman to leave. She entered the lab. “Freeze! You are all under arrest by the United States Government for illegal practice of scientific research. Any resist will result in death!” The researchers all raise their and in the air. “On the wall! Now!” They all move in a line along the wall. She shoots each of them with a dart to knock them out. Except the last. She pulls out her real gun and places it on his neck as her perspires excessively. “Tell me, where Jermey Kore is?” 

“I don’t know! I sware! Please!” He begs. Into his glasses she catches a glisten in the glar of his glasses from the florescent lighting. She grabs him and switches positions with him just in time to use him as a shield to block an oncoming bullet. The rest are shot at all the blue chemicals around the room and he takes off running.  

“Kore!” She follows after him carrying a case, most likely with the chemicals in it. Into the stair well he went down some floors. She chased after him through a call center of some sort. Security showed up and bang firing at Cassandra as they entered another stairwell. She makes a call on her watch. “The lab is secured, but I am in pursuit if Kore. Security is giving me trouble. I will stay on him as long as possible.” 

“Alright #986 we will move in and seize control of the building. Stay on him.” #1218 replies. 

Cassandra enters a gym. Jeremy ran into one of the men’s locker rooms. She follows him inside shocking and angering many men, but she just points her gun at them to back off. He leaps out from a locker and tackles her! Her gun falls and the two struggle some on the ground. He pins her and starts to choke her with his knee and hand wit the other hand and knee holder her arms up. She grabs one of her chip stick and presses a tiny button that drops the end off exposing a blade. She stabs him in the leg and he screams! Standing up, he removes the knife and a group of men appears surrounding her. He laughs and escapes as she is left to deal with these chumps. The first one throws a punch and steps to the side and knees hik.hard in the chest twice and slams him against the locker. The next grabs her from behind and she flips him over onto the other. She somersaults and one picks up her gun. Befor she could aim she launched a dart into him and the roaming two guys. The last cowards and she kicks him in the nuts and exits the gym. An elevator is moving down and one up. “1218! Secure the elevators on the ground floor! And get air support in, now!” back to the stair well she looks up a couple dozen flight of stairs. She launches some thing high strength string up to the top floor with her multi purpose gun and uses it for leverage to jump between the flights of stairs. The roof access is locked and she uses cursive acid on the hinges. Just as she stepdad out the chopper was flying off. She shoots her rope at it and misses it by a few feet. “damn!”  

Chapter 8 

Meet the team 

“Don’t worry! We'll get him one day!” Paisley says. 

“Yeah. If we were there, we would have had the whole building surrounded.” Ronan adds in. 

“We will get him…” Cassandra stands up and walks away from everyone watching her. 

Two days later… 

“Land ho!” Thomas speaks over their watches and everyone heads to the bow for a look.  

“Everyone suit up!” Cassandra continues looking out across the sea as the others head below deck to their rooms.  

Ian is first to reach his room because he ran. He pulls out a tiny orange hexagon pin from a drawer. He squeezes his thumb on it will pressing a tiny button on the back. Setting it down on his dresser, a projection appears with his face on it. “#1304. Graider, Ian. Age: 36. Height: 5’10". Weight: 183. Eyes: Hazel. Hair: Chesnutt. Body Temperature: 98 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits mainframe… activation accepted. Codename Captain Hicks, for this mission all of your skills are needed. Combat in both hand to hand and all firearms, military tactics, explosives, and straight forward approach.” A computerized voice speaks. Ian begins to suit up in black garments and with all sorts firearms and explosives. 

Violet is in her room and activates herself into the Sixfits Mainframe with a green hexagon. “#1372. Violaceous, Violet. Age: 29. Height: 5’6”. Weight: 138 lbs. Eyes: Bluegreen. Hair: Golden Brown. Body temperature is at 97.9 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… activation accepted. Codename Numeral, for this mission all of your skills are needed. Machine firearms and marksmanship combat, knowledge of cultures and languages, environmental tactics, fashion, and hang back approach.” 

“Sweet! I can try out some of my new taps Seasha made!” Violet speaks pulling out some small round objects. 

“#1620. Cakins, Paisley. Age: 21. Height: 5’3”. Weight: 115 lbs. Eyes: Light Blue. Hair: Pink. Body Temperature is at 98.1 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… activation accepted. Codename Digit, for this mission all of your skills are needed. Hand to hand and supressor firearms combat, Stealth, and swift in action thinking abilities for all situations.” Paisley attaches the pink hexagon to her shirt like a pin.  

“So far the new Mainframe is working well!” Breccan says and grabs a yellow hexagon pin.  

“#2219. Howard, Breccan. Age: 23. Height: 5’7”. Weight: 137 lbs. Eyes: Brown. Hair…” The computerized voice stops and some beeps make sound. The projection moves around his head and Scabs him. “Profile updated and approved. Hair: Black. Body Temperature is at 97.9 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename Score, for this mission all of your skills are needed. Computer genius, programming master, puzzle solver, and highly knowledgeable in many areas.” 

“You should add gadget wiz to your profile!” Seasha says as she grabs a violet hexagon pin. 

“She be, technological handler.” Breccan replies. 

“Ooo! That great! After this mission you need to submit that to the Spy headquarters!” Seasha sets her pin down. 

“#2201 Soulver, Seasha. Age: 31. Height: 5’2”. Weight: 122 lbs. Eyes: Brown. Hair: White. Body temperature is at 98 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename Ample. For this mission all of your skills are needed. Mechanical and Electrical genius with knowledge in all technology.” The computerized voice speaks. 

“#1791. Knimms, Candlelight. Age: 25. Height: 5’3”. Weight: 144 lbs. Eyes: Dark Brown. Hair: Pastle, Purple with black, pink, and blue streaks. Body temperature is at 98.4 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename Quincux. For this mission all of your skills are needed. Shotgun and double hand held combat, Pop culture and social media expert, and high amount of stamina.” Candlelight grabs her blue hexagon. 

“Ugh! Why are both of our red?” Rachel complains and actives her hexagon. 

“#2502. Smith, Rachel. Age: 28. Height: 5’8”. Weight: 130 lbs. Eyes: brown. Hair: Black with red tips and stripes. Body temperature is at 98.1 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename Hexagram. For this mission all of your skills are needed. Geography and orienteering extraordinaire, all ground, air, and water vehicles, and negotiating skills. #2503. Smith, Thomas. Age: 28. Height: 5’9”. 160 lbs. Eyes: Brown. Hair: Black with red tips. Body temperature is at 98 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename, Hexagon. For this mission all of your skills are needed. All ground, air, and water vehicles, mechanical expert, and chemistry knowledge.” The computerized voice speaks from two red hexagon pins. 

“I don’t care. We both like red!” Thomas says. 

“You can do this! You are great! You will come out stronger than before!” Ronan was speaking to himself in a mirror and activates his black hexagon pin.  

“#1828. Reese, Ronan. Age: 33. Height: 5’11". Weight: 152 lbs. Eyes: Bluegreen. Hair… profile updated and approved. Hair: Burnt Orange. Body temperature is at 97.3 degrees. Registering you into the Sixfits Mainframe… accepted. Codename Knave. For this mission all of your skills are needed. Hand to hand all firearms, throwing, and shoulder weapons combat, negotiating skills, environmental stealth tactics, and ability to think well under pressure.” The computerized voice speaks. 

“Good! Activate all the watches to the pins.” Cassandra speaks while standing near Breccan and Seasha. They are all geared in many gadgets, mobile devices, and computers. Breccan connects the team. In everyone’s watch gadget a projection of Cassandra appears. “Alright team! Mission #377! I would be lieing if I told you this would be easy. But, it won’t be. You all need to be sharp, on your feet, distant with anyone not of our team, efficient, without regret, and work together even when we are apart. To their knowledge, they think we have no knowledge of their true intentions. Let them think they are luring us into a trap, and catch them off guard!” She smacks her fist into her palm. “This is also a rescue mission. The wolf howlers have made contact with me. It was only momentarily, but it was located within our destination. I have ask ed the whole team to be present for this! We have anchored ship far away, but not out of sight. We will go in by boat and then travel by ground vehicles provided by the island. Our newly Sixfits Mainframe is equipped between Seasha and Breccan,” She shows them and they wave with all their equipment on. “Should allow us all to stay out of their systems detection or hacking. But, there is no full guarantee. Use codenames, codeword, and phrases. As of right now…” Cassandra looks at the time and sets a counter on it, “Mission #377 is active. Radios locally have said the army will be here in 48 hours. Until I say so, keep up appearances and retaliate. If you need ammo, contact either Breccan or Seasha for a drone to deliver said items to your location as best possible. Alright team, when your ready, meet me on deck.” 

Chapter 9 

Nothing’s impenetrable  

Everyone climbs into boats to head to shore. Rachel and Thomas keep glaring at one another across the ocean and start out weaving back and forth over twin dominance.  

“Alright! That’s enough! Slow down and stabilize the boats as much as possible.” Cassandra tells Thomas and speaks to Rachel over their wrist watches.  

“Here! Take this Numeral!” Breccan hands Violet a special arrow. She takes it and reaches for her bow, “No. Use the boats harpoon.” He then hands a special looking rocket to Ronan for his launcher.  

“Thanks, Ample. I know, 6 seconds after the fireworks.” Cassandra speaks to Seasha. 

“Here!” Sasha shoves an unusually customized weapon to Ian and Candlelight.  

“Is this a T-shirt cannon?” Ian asks. “Hey Quincux…” He is smacked by Candlelight with the unusual weapon. 

“Only in Narlens!” Candlelight responds. 

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Seasha comes between them. “Yes, they were T-shirt cannons. But, I modified them for 500 times the distance and after you fire them drop them into the ocean cause they will explode shortly after from a reaction of chemicals I used to help its firepower.” Ian and Candlelight look at the weapon and then back at each other.” Breccan hands the same customized T-shirt canons to Paisley and preps himself to fire one too.  

“On my count. Knave 1st. Everyone with the altered T-Shirt cannons will fire 3 seconds after I fire. Numeral, you and I will fire 6 seconds after the fireworks begin. Ready? 6-5-4-3-2-1…” Cassandra speaks to everyone’s communication devices within their watches and ears. Ronan launches the rocket. It traveled a few miles and Seasha took control of it from her laptop. A small flame ignited to help make it solar farther and faster. Nearly 100 miles it traveled over the ocean, over land, to above the main facility on TV island.  

“Prefect!” Seasha activate it to explode. A large display of fireworks began to glisten. 

“6-5-4-3-2-1!” Cassandra and Violet launch their arrows from the harpoons. “3-2-1!” The rest fired. Seasha took control of all the devices in the air. The boats both took off fast as the T-shirt guns were all tossed overboard. Thomas and Rachel always enjoy a chance to race!  

“Yes!” the rest of the devices reach their destinations. The four devices exploded a diamond shape points around the facility. A blue smoke cloud draped the entire facility. Some fireworks were still igniting and the red smoke from them reacted to the other as they touched and caused a rippling effect of thick purple smoke. The two arrows collided and began spinning around together fast sparking lots of electrical activity. Cassandra walks over behind Seasha and leans down looking at her laptop. “Almost…” On the screen, a program is drawing out a 3D Computer Aided Drafted map of the facility.  

Boom! 

At the facility, an explosion occurred from out one of the Southeastern walls. The purple cloud disperses around that are to have green fog rising from that part of the building.  

“Just like you said. Unfortunately, I can’t get a reading of that sector." Seasha says. 

Cassandra pats her on the back, “That’s fine. We'll let nature take its course.” She stands and arms her sniper rifle. Kneeling down, she props up some legs for the gun. “Score, how long until you have me their access codes?” She is watching many guards enter vehicles to head toward the dock.  

“600ft Sweetcake!” Thomas shouts.  

“Not sure. They are setting up firewalls all over the place. But, I can have access to the green sector, green by our label, not theirs. You damaged the main security control there. Do you want a wet or hot entrance?” 

“Hexes! Full speed! Do not slow down! Each pick a truck and everyone prepare for a rough landing and quick bail out!” Cassandra fires her gun three times. The bullets travel fast, being 6 inch long dumdum bullets, the second they hit their targets they exploded. Directly into the gas tanks of the trucks, a chain reaction exploded them all. “New plan! Flank them where there fleeing! But, drives this floating death boats right onto land!” A few men begin to fire at them from the busted dock. Violet and Ian take them out. A bullet well aimed into each of those shoulders or legs, avoiding main arteries.  

“Seems like these guys don’t know the meaning of pain! Let’s toughen them up! No casualties if it can be prevented or you are provoked! Heads up!” Cassandra shouts and the boats fly into the air on opposite ends of the dock. Most of the team jumps out right away and begin to take down the island mercenaries. “Alright! You guys keep pushing forth and take them straight on from their main entrance that faces North.” Cassandra waves her team forward and takes off running toward the other group. “Score! On me! The rest of you, head around to the exposed Southeast and make your way in that way! The map is nearly uploaded to the Sixsfits mainframe. If you hit a camera or any type of sentry just wait and we will have jt offline soon. Oir communications with phases in and out every few minutes from our own scrambler to keep them from tapping in. Go!” 

Cassandra and Breccan follow behind the team heading straight in. Cassandra uses her multi gadget gun to shoot paintballs onto the cameras. Most of the cloud they had made is nearly gone now. She tosses a smoke grenade and runs up with Breccan. Both quickly grapple themselves to the lowest roof. From there, Cassandra takes out many more cameras around on poles outside of the facility. They find a ladder to climb up to the main rooftops.  

“Hold on.” Breccan looks at his arm with a small tablet attached to the inside forearms. There are almost a dozen cell phone signatures up her. They seem to have perfect signals. I would say, 8, but some may not have phones. Cassandra lifts her gun over the roof and pulls it back fast as bullets are fired in their direction. She looks at her own tablet on her arm, which has a photo of 8 men with assault rifles that she took with her gun.  

“Let’s see how good their reflex are. You take fire as soon as you here me shooting.” Cassandra attaches her grappling hook to the ladder and drops down fast swinging herself. 20 ft below the rooftop, she begins to run along the side of the wall and suses her momentum to fling herself up and fires two hand guns taking out half the men before they could turn around. The rest fired sloppily and missed. Breccan climbed up and took out three more. The last man fell to the ground begging. Cassandra walks up to him, as the others all held their wounds in pain. She pulls out a spray paint can and puts and X on all of the men in white. “This X means your out.”  

Ian's team is also spray painting people out front of the facility too, “if this were a real combat situation…” Ian shouts to all the wounded men. 

“you would be dead right now!” Ronan and his team are marking people two as they make their way around the building.  

“This is a test as requested by Mr. Unill.” Cassandra finishes explaining. The uninjured man begins to laugh. Cassandra backhands him across the face with the metal back of her glove and he passes out. She looks at the others with a fist. They coward and she starts to walk away looking for more cameras to shoot out. Breccan catches up with her. “I hate when I show mercy and they disrespect that.” 

“I don’t know…” Breccan looks back at the men who are remaining where they are at. “Maybe he was going to tell you something.” 

“Nothing I already don’t know, you will find out, or I expect and anticipate.” Cassandra replies. 

“Wait!” They stops and Breccan kneels down opening his lap top over his knee that hangs by a strap around his neck. The 1st scrambling wave is about to go out. He scoffs some with a slight chuckle. “I knew they would try that first.” 

Inside the facilities main security hub, a dew men are monitoring 100s of surveillance screens. A couple more are stationed at computers attempting to hack the Sixfits portable mainframe. Simotansioulsy, the computers pop up a clip from the Austin Power’s Movie with Doctor Evil laughing with his team. The scramble initiates and every radio becomes static on all sides. Breccan begins typing fast and downloading files. After a minute, the static stops. “Yeah! I just got all of their information on every employee, the door codes, security clearance, control of anything automatic, like doors, lights, sinks, toilets! And our radios are still clear and secure! If I can tap into their system ditectly…” 

“Do it! I will continue removing eyes on us from up here.” Cassandra takes off running. She looks at her watch that projects and image if the exterior with a yellow dot in all camera locations. It updates and shows red icons for sentry turrets. A blob of colours is approaching one of these turrets. 

Chapter 10 

We're here! 

“Give me a second to find it. Score just sent me the file for it.” Seasha is looking through a projection file for a gate code. She finds it and the metal shutters roll up exposing the main entrance. She takes cover off to the side of the building with Candlelight and Thomas. Ian is on the opposite side. They expected more men to flood out. Seasha aims a camera around the corner. She takes a live feed with nothing showing in the main lobby. She steps away from the building and scans for heat signatures. Right when entering the lobby, there is a large map. Behind that map are a bunch of men awaiting. Passed them, there is a large counter with even more waiting. Inside the pond, that has a water fall coming from two floors above, is another man submerged. She scans the ceiling and more wait ready to drop in. They all see this image over their watches for where their talents fit best.  

Candlelight loads two 10 gauge shot guns with slugs bullets. She enters first firing directly at the four guys behind the map directly through it. Ian enters right behind her aiming up at the ceiling. Seasha fired a tase from her palm at the guy who leaped out of the water. She flung it back into her device, like a yo yo before he splashed back into the pond of water. She rushed over and was relieved to see there were no fish in their. All behind the map, they see all the men behin the counter stand up on Seshas heat scan. Candlelight pulls out her 12 gage shotgun and removes the bullets. She fills it with coins.  

“We’re not supposed to kill them.” Thomas says.  

“Relax! I'll give them a warning.” Candlelight replies. 

“Ooo!” Sasha raise her hand. “let me!”  

“Besides, were like 100 ft away, it will just hurt. Unless...” She looks at Sesha, “tell them to close their eyes.” Seasha is typing fast and manages to close the shutters to the building they entered from and turn off all the lights in the room. Red lasers begin to aim toward them. Seasha holds out her arm, full of gadgets, and pops out a small pieces that projects a video. 

“Hi!” Sesha can be seen on the projection and somone fires a bullet between her head on the wall. “For today’s, I do not regret that! Please wear safety goggles! If none are available, close your eyes, look away, or duck and give up.” She giggles and waves. “Bye!” The video stops and everyone nods at one another. Candlelight jumps out and fires coins at most of the right half, while the others cover from the other side. Seasha restores the lights and quickly hooks up a separate tiny laptop to one if the computers at the secretary station. 

****** 

“She said to wait and the turrets would be deactivated.” Violet shouts. 

“How do we know when that is? I don’t see no light or on/off indication?” Rachel asks. 

“The turret will drop down.” Ronan replies and as he speaks the turret falls to the ground. 

“Oh wow!” Rachel says. 

“That’s not what I meant.” Ronan replies. Cassandra is on the roof and had used some corrosive acid to detach the weapon. She continues along the roof removing cameras, sentries, and men from above. The next area Ronan, Rachel, Paisley, and Violet took just had men lying all over the place already injured. They reach an area full of thick jungles. Ronan and Violet each pull put machetes and slice through. The entire outside of the building where it had blown up was covered in thick jungle. Even a large tree had grown out of the building with a 20ft wide trunk. The team makes there way inside the building.  

“Well, the cameras are covered in plant here. One task less for this sector.” Paisley speaks. 

“Chemical Green…” Violet says. 

Ronan pulls up a projected map of the area on his watch. “Sweetcake wants us to find our way into the lower labs and basement. They were unable to get a full scan of that area. Plus, in the center of the building, no readings could be made or scanned. They look at where two doors exiting the room are and make the decision to head further south. Slashing the plants out of the way, they open the door to find more thick jungle. “Let’s see what the other door looks like?”  

They open that one and find themselves in a conservatory. They walk slowly into the large room with very tall ceiling. Paisley stops to smell a pink orchid bigger than her head and taller than her that is slightly tilted down for easy smelling. Rachel clenches her jaw when a giant ladybug flies by the size of her fist. Ronan is surprised by the enlarged plants and bugs. A red mist exits from nozzles in the ceiling onto a colony of monkeys in a tree. Very quickly, there muscles bulge, fangs grow immensely, and they begin to throw anything. When nothing was left to toss, they all rushed the team. 

“Chemical Red! There’s no time!” Violet shouts. 

“Fire at will! We passed many more of these on our way here!” Ronan shouts. The team begins to fire kill shots into the heads and hearts of the monkeys attacking them with hand guns.  

On the far side of the conservatory across an indoor small lake, an explosion happens. The doors burst of their hinges and fly our with lost of plant remains. A group of men storm in. The team takes cover behind tables they flipped over. Violet switches to her bow and lights an arrow at the feet of a man using a raid shield. He catches fire and falls into the lake as Ronan begins throwing knives at the men to not kill them. Violet uses an arrow with rope attached to it to draw the raid shield in to her. Rachel takes it and comes out from behind the tables. The group takes the bait and Paisley had dove into the lake. Violet and Ronan come out of cover firing machine guns. Paisley came out of the water behind the group and began to take them out with sleeper holds. They succeed and start to tag the wounded men. They all flinch fast with weapons armed when the misting machines turned on to water the plants in this humid environment. 

****** 

“Yes! You did it Score!” Seasha begins to print out key cards from a nearby ID device at the secretary's station. She gives one to everyone and also takes some extras. “These will get us through most of the facility.” She pulls up a large projection of the north half of the building. “We are to clear this entire half of the facility. If we split up, we should be able to cover it fast.” 

“No. No splitting up, for you. You need to keep your half of the Mainframe working and undamaged.” Ian answers. 

“Don’t worry! I will go with Thomas, until we reach these elevators here. I sent a map of the ventilation systems for Paisley to meet me there. I need to access the main security before Score will join me and Sweetcake will make her next move. She stands by on the roof ready to assist any of you. Most of the halls on the 3rd floor have skylights and the exterior rooms have large rooms she can grapple down to help. Just ask!” 

****** 

“How’s it going?” Cassandra asks Breccan who is sitting cross legged on the roof with two lap tops out and some small devices.  

“Not bad. There 2nd tier of security is a bit more difficult than the first. But, with the next scramble,” he checks the time on his watch, “In 90 seconds, will effect all the lighting and electronics using power from the main generator.” He looks around the roof. “Actually…” 

“On it!” Breccan hands her a small device. Cassandra takes off running on the roof.  

****** 

The next scramble begins. All the lights inside the facility begin to flicker, along with some monitors, and of course static on all communication devices. Inside the main security hub, Mr. Unill watches on monitor in particular. Inside this room, a nurse is walking up to a man hanging from his wrists with many cuts and abrasions over his exposed chest. Beside him are others in the same state.  

The man lunges toward the nurse as best possible while being hung. She stops with fear. A guard in the room comes up and wails on him with a metal bat. He relaxes and the nurse removes some of his hair, takes a few drops of blood, and swabs his mouth. The man begins to laugh, “This is nothing! What are you going to do? Make a clone of me? Alter the DNA into some sort of monster? Maybe, use flesh appearance on a robot? Huh?” The guard hits him with the bat again. “It won’t work on her.” He smiles and looks up into the florescent lighting, “The way I see it, you're falling into her plan. Just as she always draws out.” He is hit again. He spits blood out onto the ground as a drop of sweat falls into the small puddle of blood. “I should of…I should of…” he passes out.  

Mr. Unill exits the security hub and enters a private elevator hidden behind display case.  

Chapter 11 

Chemical Y 

Cassandra stands on the main roof of the facility. She finished attaching the device Breccan gave her to the main solar panels. While it connects, she gazes at the tall tower in the center of the facility. The top part is all glass and their scans have not been able to detect the interior of it.  

“I bet your up their right now, looking down at me…” Cassandra glares and speaks looking up. “This ain6my first rodeo.” 

****** 

Paisley stops and receives a message on her watch. A map of the ventilation system has been uploaded for her to fallow. The rest stop to look back and check on her. She looks around the hallway they are in and finds an opening to the vents.  

“Sorry. Assignment calls!” Paisley winks and smiles with a peace sign and begins to crawl through the vents.  

****** 

Inside the elevator, Mr. Unill checks his phone. Upon exiting into his office, he makes a phone call. “We need to draw her inside the facility somehow. If not, the plan will have to wait until the next round. What are the number at?” 

“For security, hired mercenaries, and other staff who volunteered, 50% are injured, 2 casualties, and the rest are in position awaiting the ambush.” Someone speaks on the phone. Mr. Unill walks to the window behind his desk and looks down. He can see Cassandra down below with Breccan.  

“What of the botany facility? Why did the cameras deactivate and what is the status of it?” Mr. Unill asks. 

“Somehow they managed to cause a reaction to all the Chemical Green when they first arrived. It resulted in a mass growth of everything. Roots and vines have replaced all electrical and ventilation for that area. Both our men and them had to use much force to enter. We have no one left in that area. Even the monkeys were all easily terminated by them when we initiated the Chemical Red upon them. They are very skilled.” The voice replies. 

“Skilled? Or is everyone employed under me just inefficient!” Mr. Unill steps to the side and sits down in his office chair. Placing this leg over the knee of the other he leans back. “Why don’t you see how the team reacts to our newly crafted Y chemical. Trap the one half in the cafeteria when they enter and the others as they enter the offices. Pull put all the employees and send them outside.” He hangs up the phone. 

****** 

“What an idiot! Send out a message to everyone right away.” Cassandra speaks and a bunch of static is heard over some headphones she has on. Taking them off she hands them to Breccan. 

“I have to wait. This scramble will take two minutes. Paisley should be find. As for the rest…we will see how fast they implement it. All of their ventilation and plumbing are connected to multiple tanks held in a room on the south west of the building.” Breccan answers. Cassandra pulls her back pack off and pulls out a box. “You brought them all?”  

“Of course. You’re all equipped with Chemical W and Chemical C.” Cassandra replies and straps the box around her waist like a fanny pack.  

“I counted 9 tanks. Do you think they have Chemical C too? What would the other one be?” Breccan asks. 

“I don’t know.” Cassandra stands up. “But, I'm gonna' find out.” She takes off running along the rooftop. 

****** 

“A choo!” Paisley sneezes inside the vent and alerts some men in the room below her. They fore at will and she rolled onto her side dodging bullets. She hesitates to move and can see down through the newly made holes. Slowly, she reaches into a brown leather thigh purse and pulls out a tiny vial. She pinches her nose and drops it through one of the holes. Before the men could react, the vial shatters and the room is filled with a toxic un pleasant odor. The men begin to cough and gag over the smelly odor. Paisley uses this distraction to crawl away. She finds herself above another room filled with men. Both of these rooms seem to be sleeping quarters. She screws on a suppressor to a dart gun and leans down from the vent by her feet upside down. 3 men are put to sleep fast and the door opens behind her. She pulls herself up fast avoiding bullets. As the men aim and fire up at the vents, she drops down and shoots darts into their necks. They collapse asleep on the floor. She hears coughing and the sound of blood spewing. Paisley turns around to see one of the men was shot by the other. She pulls out a beaker full of white bubbling liquid and removes the dart she lodged into him. Using a dropper she use it to replenish the damaged skin on the man as he stares at her. The skin veins to heal and she checks his pulse. With a smile, she turns around. Her wrist is grabbed, and she stops.  

“Why?” The man asks. 

“We’re not monsters. You didn’t do anything to deserve death on this day.” Paisley responds without turning around.  

“Thank you! Please! Take this.” He places a small note book into her hand and lets go of her wrist. She looks at it and flips it open. “Procedures, protocols, passcodes set and to he set or used under certain situations, and…” Paisley turns her head looking at him, “my phone number!” He smiles and winks at her as he stands up looking down at her. “I like your pink hair and suit.” He reaches put toward her hair as she looks up at him with only her eyes. Before he could touch her, she jumps back, then onto a chair, and climbs back into the vent. The man exhales to the side fluttering his eyes then licks his top row of teeth. 

****** 

“Count of three. 1-2-3!” Ronan shouts as he leans against a wall looking across some double doors at Violet. Both kick in the doors and expected the cafeteria to be filled. It was completely empty. They all walk in slowly looking around.  

“Something’s wrong…” Rachel was eating a bite of pizza. “This pizza is still warm.” 

Violet turns around fast and fires at the doors they came in from as they were slammed shut. Running up to them, they have been fastened shut tight. Ronan rushes to another set if doors and jimmies them with no luck opening them. They all rush to the concession's kitchen doors and a third set  of doors to the room. The doors are all locked. Suddenly, metal shutters slam shut over all the doors. The three gather back to back looking around.  

“Masks! Now!” Breccan shouts over the radio to Ronan, Violet, and Rachel watching them on a screen.  

“What’s going on Score? How do we get out of here?” Ronan asks. Violet’s eye catches yellow steam escaping from one of the vents. She lowers her gun and pulls out an unusual aerosol can. She runs to the vent and shoots what looks like silly string onto the vent. In seconds it hardens into a rubber elastic material. She does this to all the vents. Suddenly, the fire sprinklers turn on filling the room with chemical yellow. 

“Ahhg!” Ronan shouts and begins rubbing his eyes as he drops to his knees.  

“No!” Breccan shouts while looking at his computer screen. “Sweetcake! They altered it and it seems to be airborne and transferring through the eyes!” Violet closes her eye and covers them with her hand leaning up against the wall. Rachel put on her goggles that were rest above her head.  

“Hexagram get away from him!” Cassandra shouts over the radio. “I'm on my way!”  

“We’re in the cafeteria.” Violet says. Rachel grabs her other hand and the two walk to a corner. Ronan begins to scream and shout. He starts to throw food and trays as if he was attacking something. He stumbles over a chair and grabs his gun firing into the ceiling and glass. The bullets recoil and Ronan starts to scoot back across the floor kicking his legs fiercely. He stops and being to scream. 

“Nooo! Nooo! Oh fucking god no! Ahg!” He rolls over onto his knees and grabs his head screaming while looking up. On the roof, Cassandra stops about 150ft away from some skylights. She fires her sniper rifle multiple times into the same place and then repeats this until her round was empty. She rushes to the windows and pulls out a custom made blow torch. She sparks it up and connects the holes she made into the ceiling. She lifts her foot up and stomps it down hard multiple times. The bottom heel of her boots have diamonds embedded into them. The glass brakes a pieces out and Cassandra dives out of the way as a cloud of chemical yellow escapes.  

“I can’t get the system to stop pumping into that part of the building! They switched that part into a new secure system with new codes!” Breccan shouts over the radio. 

“None of the key cards I made are working either from the main desk in the lobby no more! The entire system has switched over to backup codes.” Seasha adds in. Cassandra drops a rope down and Rachel guides Violet to it. While she was helping her, Ronan stood up screaming and still grabbing his head. He looks up at Rachel with blurred vision. Her red and black hair is visible and shifts into a clown hair due. Her entire body shifts to a clown’s attire. He screams in aggression and takes off running toward her. He tackles her just as she looked in his direction. Cassandra fires her taser at him and he rolls off shaking. Rachel climbs out fast and Cassandra takes her goggles. She drops down. 

“Knave!” She shouts as he sits up. In moments he looks to his left and begins to scream and flail his arms around scooting across the floor. He returned to throwing items at a hallucination of clowns. Scary clowns covered in blood with knives and other torture devices. Cassandra opens her fanny box and fills a syringe with chemical clear. She flicks it and watches Ronan about the room engulfed in fear. 

“Ample! You’re close to the northern cafeteria entrance. Did you bring your EMP gun?” Breccan asks. 

“Of course!” Seasha stops running and turns around. Thomas stops and follows her.  

“Behind the screen displaying the menu is a beaker box.” Breccan directs. 

“What! Breakers! A place like this needs fuses. What idiots.” Seasha says. 

“They do have them, but not everywhere. The kitchens show fuses, but the lighting and displays for that area are not. It may cause power to redirect and weakening the flow to the shutters. Cassandra jumps onto a table dodging a tackle from Ronan. She jumps onto his back reaching around his neck and under one of his arm pits. His left arm is lifted into the air and he grabs her hair with the other reaching back toward her in an attempt to pull her off. Rachel whistles and there is a crude drawing of herself on a sheet of paper dangling down from the skylight. He takes off running and tackles the drawing with one arm. He is confused when running right through a clown. Turning around her began to scream again. 

Seasha and Thomas remove the panel and then the breakers. “Okay! I am going to send the EMP. We have our masks on and are ready to run.” She aims her gun. At the same time Cassandra places the syringe in her mouth and grabs one of Ronan's smoke grenades. Using her index finger she pulls the pin and tosses it at the door. The EMP sets off and the shutter opens to that door. Cassandra stabs the syringe into Ronan's neck and jumps off his back. She whistles at him to gain his attention. He chases her out of the cafeteria and tackles through the smoke. She had hid  behind the door and slammed them both shut. Ronan start breathing heavily and blinking a bunch. He drops to his knees and looks at his hands.  

“What happened?” The illusion of a circus tent fades into a long hallway in front of him.  

“Chemical Yellow!” Cassandra is leaning against the wall with her knee bent from her foot up on the wall. She is injecting a minuscule amount of chemical pink into a protein bar. She tosses it next to him on the floor. “Eat that. It will help.” She walks over to him as he open it and takes a bite. She squats down looking at him. She runs his back. “Don’t worry about it. I know what you went through. Well… my fears are different, but being faced with them and subjected to face them worse than our nightmares has the same reaction to anyone. We need to be careful. Any of the chemicals may spread through non consumption or injection.” 

“Good news! Most of the windows are not bullet proof. It seems the cafeteria is a place for shelter during hurricanes.” Breccan radios the team. 

“Good! I suggest taking out all the windows in any rooms you can and avoid rooms that do not have any. Gram, Numeral! I want you two to head to the storage facility a mile away from here. We need to know is being stored there. I left a bag with Score that may help you enter. I'm gonna stay with Knave for a little while and see if we can find a way into the center tower. Gon, you make sure Ample meets up with Digit. Hick and Quin, you two start making a decent toward the basement. We have a few minutes of being in an empty building. They will keep up with the biochemical warfare! Move!” Cassandra helps Ronan stand and places his arm around her shoulder for him to lean on her.  

Chapter 12 

Going about 

“How good are your drones?” Rachel asks. 

“What do mean? It doesn’t look like you've gone through that much ammo.” Breccan asks. 

“Well, the boss has my goggles. I feel off without them. I have extras. So does my brother.” Rachel responds. 

“Ah! Just tell me where and I will get them.” Breccan replaces and pulls out a small tablet and remote control for a drone. He finds Rachel’s spare goggles and Thomas' on the boat. Rachel and Violet make their was along the roof. The find themselves near the edge of the east of the building. Rachel stops and looks down through one to see a garage full of vehicles. Violet stops and looks back to see the smile om Rachel’s face. She run over and looks down. Rachel looks at her and raises her hand up high and the two five! The enter the garage and the drone finds them to drop off two pairs of goggles to them.  

“Alright! Let’s see what this jungle has to offer! Ready Nume?” Rachel says as she adjusts her goggles to fit her face and takes the wheel of a Humvee with no top. Violet positions herself on a mounted heavy machine gun on the back part of the vehicle. The second the exit the garage an alarm sounds.  

“Warning! Proper clearance and identification was not entered. Activating sentry drones to eliminate the theft!” A computerized voice speaks.  

“Sweet!” Violet spins her gun around and begins to take out the drones coming at them from various places of the exterior of the building. They each have many fans about their beings. Some are human like, up eight with arms and legs, while others are more of the standard basic drones. The human like ones fire rapid attacks of an unknown plasmatic laser at them from its it’s so called arms. The others, keep launching bombs, and and attempts to ram them. At one point, one rushed toward Violet fast, she ducked down and let it explode on impact with another. Rachel was using her mirrors and communication from Violet to drive aggressively and avoid damage by them.  

****** 

Ian and Candlelight enter an elevator. Ian swipes his card. “Access card denied.” Says a computerized voice. 

“Fuck you bitch!” Ian punches the wall and fires a couple bullets to the lock below the buttons. The lock unhooked and Ian opens the panel. He finds the fmqires to makes th elevator moves. 

“Whoops!” He says wall squatting down and the elevator moves up. “we want to go to the lower levels. The 4th base! Right! All the way!” Ian laughs some and smiles touching the wotes together. Candlelight rolls her eyes and turns away. 

“How in the hell are you second in command! You’re so immature!” Candlelight says. 

“Relax baby!” Ian responds. 

Candlelight surges her shoulders and turns to face him with a disgusted face, “don’t call me baby!” 

“Relaaax!” Ian moves from a squat to sitting on the ground as he holds out his wrist with the watch to show a projection of the facility and hold two wires together in his other hand with rubber gloves. He looks at Candlelight with a big smile, just enjoy the ride down! And soon, you will be blasting your guns!” 

Candlelight punches him in the shoulder, and turns away after from him smirking over her reaction. The elevator shuts down and the lights go out. Both her and Ian turn on their lights. Candlight glares at Ian with his lights pointed at her chest and she steps to the side to fire her shotgun at the trap door above her of the elevator. The panel swings open and she steps forth to look up toward it with her light on the top her gun and shoulder. As she was looking up, Ian dives between her leg and lifts her onto his shoulders. “Ian!” she shouts. 

“I said relax! We have to get put of here! I ain’t one to sit around and waste time!” Ian responds and smacks her thigh. She climbs into the elevator shaft.  

“The wall here says, level B-3.” Candlelight says.  

“Good! What I saw on the schematics there is only 5 for the lower levels. Do you see a door? We can work our way down. Or at least to the security hub here to get date or the brains and boss.” Ian speaks. 

****** 

“If he wanted tou in here, why did you fall into his wants?” Ronan asks. 

Cassandra opens a door sign codes sent to her form Paisley. “Because. If he assumed me to assume him, and me to not react as him wanted me to, I can catches him off guard by reacyig in a manner he did not plan, by giving into a way he did plan.” 

“Uhhh?” Ronan stops and watch Cassandra proceed into a lo led stairwell. “ I guess I sort of get it. What I don’t get thoguh…” 

****** 

“What the fuck!” Thomas shouts as he looks across and open doorway toward Seasha who is dig through her bag. “We can't take them!” 

“Aw you shmuck!” Seasha finds a gadget she was looking for through her bag. “Yes! Fuck yes!” She tosses it through the open double doors into the room. She connects to her portable instant lap top that pops open when she stretches her arm out. The device extends open from the top and bottom and begins to spin around in a circle. Many hlleyes fore from it until it is exhausted of ammonia and retracts it’s self to its portable self. Seasha runs in and begins to fire her hand gun at the remaining employees who were not harmed in her attack. Thomas follows behind taking guard  off her guard from behind.  Thomas is not used to such forward straight action and takes a breather after. He stops and looks behind him to see Seadh has already opend the next set of doors k the lobby noth had just ambushed. Passed the doors, he walks in to see many passed put asleep. He checks the pulse of a woman, and she is just unconscious.  

“This whole place seems so...” Paisley begins to speak as she begins to search a nearby security system. 

“Premitive!” Seasha replies as she is holding one of her tiny portable lap tops to the main from of the facility of the island. 

Thomas walks in lowering his weapon in confusion, “what do mean?” A drone signals his watch and he walks to a nearby vent and removes its cover. The drone flies in and drops three sets of goggles.  

“I don’t need those!” Seasha replies. I will stay here or head to Score’s location.” She opens a file on the computer and clicks a button that triggers the computer to print new I D. Cards. “You take these and head forth. I will be here for at least an hour downloading crap.” Thomas walks through another door that he did not enter the room from and exits. Seasha stays behind and waits for Paisley as she helps Breccan hack the system.  

****** 

“What Gon!” Rachel shouts as she dodges some trees and avoids some drones attempting to broke her path. “No way! I'm not anywhere near the facility! In fact, one of our drones is taking your spare gogs to others in our team who may need them. Be a big boy and venture on your own for once!” She silences all radio signals to her headse except from Violet. And focused on deijvitn to the storage facility.  

“Fuck you Gram!” Thimas punches the wall next to hi and tests his forehead against it. “I know you're in a combat situation right now.” He places a palm over his heart, “I can feel it…” He closes his eyes and turns his head to the side as his forehead rests upon the wall, “I worry…” 

****** 

“Can you belive this? All these egocentric high and mighty nerds who feel the need to flaunt there status here?” Cassandra is walking down the hallway with Ronan’s arm around her, helping him keep a stand, and reading the names and degrees next to the doors along. The galway they are proceeding down. “Dr. A. Bitchmond, PH d in crap. Associates in shit! Doctoral in this, that, and these! What a bunch of fart sniffers!” Ronan laughs. She stops and turns her face looking at him.  

Ronan laughs and looks away from Casandra snow back at her, “what? Typical you. I’m not saying that it’s bad or anything, but you always hated smog smog people who glitter about themselves. The way we see things, we have always wanted you to be that way…” Cassandra throws his arm and co iTunes to walk forth without him. Ronan stumbles some and manages to keep a stand. He looks at his watch that has a text messages from the team sending different emoji’s reacting to the conversation. 

Cassandra stops at the end of a hallway. She looks left hadn’t run right. Without moving her head, she walks left and Ronan follows. The sign points toward the Lowe levels.  

Chapter 13 

Unexpected  

Paisley jumps down from the vent into the security hub. Seasha flinches and aims her gun at her. “Digit! I'm so glad you got here. We have intruders heading our way and I didn’t have confidence and repelling them myself.” Seasha points to a monitor with a group of men escorting a person in power armour. 

“How far are they? Is that even this floor?” Paisley examines the armour closely.  

“No. In fact, I bet there going to be taking the cargo lift to this floor. You have time to intercept them.” Seasha unlocks a door that leads toward the men. She watched Paisley dig through her bag. She pulls out some rubber and metal gloves. “Hey! That’s a great idea! Give em here!” Paisley hands them to Seasha who pulls out a small tool box. She unscrews a metal plate from the back hand and removes some components from within it. She pushes her chair away from the desk toward the wall and begins to unscrew some of the paneling there. She configures the left glove with a new device. She kicks off the wall and slides back to the desk. She hands the gloves back to Paisley. “The right one is still set for electronic shocks, but I altered the left one to send out EMPs. I would say maybe 3. 5 at max. Make sure you give it at least 60 seconds between fires!” 

“Cool! Thanks Amp!” Paisley starts to run. 

“Wait!” Seasha pulls out some tripwire bombs and tosses them to Paisley. She catches one in each hand and kisses them both. 

“Stealthily! Just how I like it!” Paisley turns around and runs down the hall. She finds the cargo lift. She positions the first bomb on the floor just to the side of the lift on the side toward the security hub. The second she sets up in a break area up high close to the ceiling. She heads to an office down the hall past the lift in the other direction and waits. The cargo lift reaches the floor and the gate rises. Two men step straight out and stand with there backs toward the wall facing the lift. One of the power armour suits steps out and turns. The next step it takes triggers the first bomb to explode. The power armour’s leg brakes and the suit falls forth to the ground. The man inside it escapes it and looks around frantically. The two men begin to stalk down the hall. Two more exit the lift and head down the hall in the opposite direction. Paisley crawls into the vent just as one of the men stopped in front of the office looking inside. The second he turns around, Paisley quietly exited the vent and used her arms to choke the man asleep. Setting him on the floor gently, she drug him into the office. She heard the second bomb explode and crawled back into the vent. The other man at this end of the hall ran by the office, but stopped. He seen the man laying on the floor. Before he could shout, Paisley had appeared behind him and put him to sleep.  

“Hey!” The man finished attaching the broken leg of the suit and rushed down the hall. He stopped and looked into the office. Paisley had dropped down in the hall just behind the remaining man walking and put him to sleep. This guy made gargling sounds and Paisley dropped him fast as she dived into the break area to avoid fire from the power armour. She listens to the armour carefully pounding on the tiled flooring. With precision and timing she punched out and launched an EMP toward the armour. It powered down and all the lights went off. The man in the suit begins to panic and punched in the chest by a fist full of electricity and passes out. Paisley turns on her flashlight. 

“Any chance you could drag that back here so I can take a look at it?” Seasha asks Paisley. She removes the man from the armour and ties rops around it to drag it behind her over the shoulder. It scratches the floors and walls along the way. 

****** 

“Hey! Quincux! Look up and catch!” Breccan speaks over the radio. Candlelight looks up and catches two goggles. Ian reaches for one and Candlelight pulls it away. She smiles and hands it to him.  

“You will need to put them on and your masks or go up passed that floor.” Seasha speaks ober the radio as she looks at the Security monitor for that floor. “They have pumped in Chemical O, B, and P all throughout that floor. I'm not sure what the reaction would be in the brown mixed areas.” 

“Do not take that floor.” Cassandra speaks. We don’t want it spewing out into the elevator shaft.  

“So we have to go up to level B3 and then find a way down to B1?” Candlelight asks.  

“Yeah. It looks like the stairwell on the west side is clear of any chemicals.” Seasha replies. Ian grabs onto the metal inside the elvator shaft and begins to climb up  

“Hey! You don’t expect me to do that?” Candlelight complains to Ian.  

“Nope. But, I was gona drop a rope down for tou when I got up there.” Ian replies as he climbs up. A grappling hook is tossed passed him to the 3rd  level of the underground area. Candlelight uses it as leverage to climb up the walls. She stops halfway and waves to Ian and continues up. She places a wedge in the door and opens it. Her arm slipped and Ian caught the door before it slammed shut on her. The two make there way into the hallway.  

“Fuck! Brace yourselves! I'm not sure what’s going on!” Breccan shouts as his virw of the cameras of all the underground levels go dark. Seasha begins exploring the security hub for anything useful to help. The lights go out, leaving only glowing red bulbs in front of all the doors. Ian and Candlelight turn on their flashlights. They hear a banging followed by a loud thud. “uh oh…” 

“What’s uh oh?” Ian asks. 

“Level B3 is bioengineering. I just realized the reason those offices weren’t on camera, is cause they are not offices.” Breccan answers. 

“No shit! I coulda fucking told you that!” Ian gets snooty and looks at bars on a door and scracthes beside it. 

“Don’t gripe at him!” Seasha says.  

“Fuck off! Unless you have something else to get us down to the 1st floor, let us be!” Ian starts walking fast hearing more banging sounds.  

“Calm down Ian.” Candlelight follows.  

“No…” He stops suddenly as a man is slammed up against a window into one of the room and killed. “I fucking knew it!” The glass is pounced on by an unusual creature. It was very similar to a large cat, only with reptilian skin and features. Is rawrs and spikes pop out around its head making it look like a lion. It shakes its head side to side and spits venom. The red bulbs all switch off and the green ones light up next to them. “Run!” Ian grabs Candlelight’s forearm and the two rush down the hall. A loud buzzer sounds and a couple doors open. A half dozen of the creatures exit. Two begin to roar at each other for dominance. 

Candlelight looks back, “what are they?” the two creatures puff out their spikes and a third junps between them and smashes it’s tail on the ground. The tiles crack as it licks its chops and takes off running toward Candlelight and Ian. The rest if the creatures team up and form a pack. Two of them took to the walls running and one was crawling along the ceiling. Another set of doors opens in front of them by the sound of the buzzer again.  

Ian stops and halts Candlelight, he preps his automatic rifle and holds out a machete in his other hand. “Repfelians…” he shouts and begins to shoot at the pack in front of him. Candlelight fires her shotgun. She lands a direct hit on one and it falls to the ground. As she shoot down the others, the 1st one gets back up. It grew new scales over its wounds and became more aggressive. Candlelight and Ian hit backs. 

“It got back up! It fucking got back up! What they hell sort of thing does that! What do we do?” Candlelight shouts and fires again. 

The two packs surround them, “They're reptiles and they're cats.” One leaps at Ian and he ducks down while slashing his machete. A clean cut removes its head. The body drops to the floor in mid flight and the head rolls some. Ian kicks it toward the one pack and they leap onto the walls. Ian grabs Candlelight’s forearm again and takes off running. “I know removing their head works. They are sensitive to extreme temperatures in either direction.”  

“Wait!” Candlelight pulls out a fire bomb and tosses it. The blue glass bottle shatters and two of the creatures become frozen in ice. She hands another to Ian, “I only have two with me! Where are your heat grenades?” 

Ian pushes Candlelight away as one dodged at her. “I didn’t what to set the whole facility on fire. He slices off a limb of one that claws at him. Blood begins to cover the ground as they start to walk backwards keeping the other back with bullets. They reach the end of the hall and their backs hit it. Ian tosses the 2nd fire bomb and they all juml back avoiding it. Candlelight can’t get the door opened. Repfelines 

“The door is locked! We need a code!” she shouts. The slide and have issues walking across the iced ground. Ian kicks one and it slides back knocking two others down. Candlelight fires a blast of coins preventing the others from getting close. 

“Try 1-3-2-4-8-*” Brecann radios. 

“It didn’t work!” Ian replies.  

“Fuck! I can’t get into that part of the sysmet from here, I need to make my way to the security hub for that sector to gain control. It’s on a separate system.  

Paisley drops the rope she was pulling the power armour with and pulls out the note book she received from the guy earlier. She flips through and finds codes for the underground levels. “Type in the floor you are on, the colour of the stripe om the wall of that hallway followed by pound!” 

Candlelight drops a flare and it startles the creatures back as Ian gets the door open. Both rush in slamming the door shut. The remaining pack each rapid tackle the door open. Candlelight falls to the ground and Ian is knocked I to a fire box. He shots it open and pulls out a fire extinguisher. One of the creatures falls over in shock from the cold foam. The others all back out of the stairwell and Candlelight slams it shut. Ian re enters the code and the door locks. He leans against the wall taking a breather. Candlelight sits on the stairs and feels her body, “no harm done…” Ian laughs and takes a seat next to her putting a new magazine into his gun. “Hey Score, Ample? I need an ammo cache.” She looks pulls out her last few shells from her shoulder and loads them. “If you can get them to me at all?” 

“No. We can’t, but…” Seasha sends her map of Basement levels. “There is an armory on level B2.” Paisley enteres the main secruirty hub and drops the rope and walks over to Seasha. “How did you know the codes?” Paisley smiles while breathing from exhaustion dragging the power armour and holds the note book between her fingers by the face. She flips it open to a certain page and rips it out. Tossing the note book at Seasha she smiles and puts the paper into her thigh bag.  

Chapter 14 

Teams of two 

Thomas walks into a room and shoots out all the windows. Shutters automatically close and he uses a key card to open them. He looks out the window in the distant. Suddenly, he jumps back and aims his weapon as Breccan smacked into the side of the building. 

“Ow! How did she do that? Ahg!” Breccan falls some and is tangled in some rope he starts to spin. “Hexagon! What a relief! Could you help me in?” Thomas reaches out the window and grabs Breccan. He pulls him inside and cuts the rope off.  

“Let me guess. You jumped and started running on the wall and stumbled.” Thomas says. 

“Yeah…” Breccan stands up removing some rope. “How did…” 

Thomas holds his hand out with his palm twoars Breccan and closes his eyes looking down off to the side, “been there,” he changes his open palm to pointing his finger up toward the ceiling and looking at Breccan, “done that.” Thomas takes a couple steps and pats Breccan on the back as he goes passed. “Where too?” 

“What do you mean where too?” Breccan asks.  

“Well, Gram isn’t nearby to meet up with her and Seasha kicked me out of the hub. Nothing’s really been going on. Every room has been empty. I've been avoiding the  center and just going along the outer portion of the facility. Oh! I did find this!” 

****** 

“Brace yourself!” Rachel shouts and pushes the pedal down far. The Humvee bursts through a gate and Rachel drifts it away from hitting the storage building. Violet starts shooting people in the arms and legs. A siren sounds and shutters close around the windows and doors of the building. Nearby in a shed its doors fly off the hinges. Two men exit in some power armour. Unlike the one inside the facility, these ones had caged with plastic glass around the top portion making it difficult to strike the person, but harder to escape. Violet shoots at one of them to only have the bullets ricochet. Rachel dives to the ground avoiding being hit. The other armour jumps and dives down toward Rachel. She rolls under the Humvee. The armour flips the Humvee over. Violet jumps out and rolls on the ground. She quickly pulls out a special arrow for her bow and shoots it. Rachel is running toward a cluster of trees begin chased. Violet dodges an attack from the armour and shoots her arrow. It sticks to the suit and sends an electrical current through the suit. She it stuck by the metal arm and sent flying into the building. Sliding down the exterior wall, she barley moves pjt of the way of multiple punches that dent the building. Rachel is using the trees for cover. The man in the suit uses the metal foot to knock over the tree into others. He grabs Rachel and throws her toward the building. She hits the ground hard and Violet is slammed next to her. Both look at one another as they push themselves up. They both run towards the jungle. Rachel begins looking around the area and notices a lot of dead random lily pads. Violet launches an arrow fast into a palm tree just before one of the men walked forth and tripped it to the ground.  

“This way!” Rachel maneuvers her way around a falling tree. Violet sprays the fallen power suit with spray paint to blind the man. Violet is shot at by bullets and runs away. The one suit punches the other until the plastic glass pieces pop out. “Yes!” Rachel stops at an unusual large area of mushy green. She stops Violet from running forth. Pointing  across at a large tree she asks, “can you get us there?” Violet launches an arrow into the tree and ties it around another nearby. She attaches an ascender and wraps her arm around Rachel. The two move fast and land on branches in the tree. “Hey bozos!” Rachel shouts and Violet fires some bullets to get the attention of the men in power armour. Violet launches an arrow at the one through the exposed cage and he shifts his weight to avoid it. Violet tug on it as a hook pops out and snags the cage. She uses the ascender to pull him forth. The other leaped and both splashed into a swampy pond. Rachel jumps down from the tree and runs across a log to jump on the back of the suit fallen in the swamp. Violet jumps down from the tree taking cover from fire. The other suit is stuck in the swampy pond. It begins to rotate the sitting man inside to fore at Rachel. Rachel had opened up the back panel of the other suit and began to control it from there. The man inside was killed. Rachel manages to have the suit tackle the other into the pond dislodging it from the mud. Violet swings across and grabs Rachel off the suit. She fires a few electronic arrows and the entire pond become electrified. The surge was strong enough to knock out the power to both suits. The man is knocked out with the suit facing up toward the sky in the pond half submerged. The two girl high five and return back to the storage facility. 

****** 

“Heyyy…” Ronan start to strut down the hallway behind Cassandra. He bites his lip and tilts his head up look down with his eyes at her butt. “I know you spiked that bar. And I'm feeling so gooooood right now!” He missteps and stumbles forward slightly bumping into Cassandra. He wraps his arms around her and starts to smell her curly hair. His arms move to fondle her chest. She rolls her eyes and removes his hands. She steps out of his arms and turns around to face him. “This is worse than that time in…” 

“Shhh!” Cassandra places her finger on his lips shushing him. She smiles and looks up at him. “You’re reacting to the chemical pink I gave you.” 

“Chemical Pink?” Ronan wobbles some and leans down trying to loss Cassandra. She steps aside and laughs as he almost falls to the ground. He turns around and starts to feel his chest. “How is this bad? Seriously! I feel so fucking good! Let’s get naked!” He rips open his bullet proof vest and gets confused when it doesn’t come off from his weapon straps and ammo still on over. Cassandra walks up to him and grabs his ear. She uses her thumb to rub his ear lobe. He closes his eyes and starts to stretch his arms out. Cassandra hooks a cuff on one wrist and flips him around, cuffing his other. “I like where this is going.” Cassandra pulls him by his belt loop to one of the offices they previously passed. She waits for him to walk in and stands in the door way. He turns around smiling as she closes the door.  

“Sit down!” Cassandra yells and he does giddily. She walks behind him and pulls out a cloth. “I want you to count to Six.” She drenches it with liquid. 

“1-2-3…” Ronan’s mouth gets covered by the cloth. He passes out fast. She write him a note with some nearby stationary and tapes it to his forehead. She exits the room locking the door before she exited.  

“Don’t worry. You’ll wake up feeling like a million bucks in like 20 minutes. Better than what you wanted to spend the next 20 minutes doing.” Cassandra runs down the hall and enters a stairwell. She looks down between them all and hooks her grappling gun to the rail and jumps down between. Just before hitting the ground floor she locks the gun to stop. She climbs over the railing and looks at a security lock next to the door. She pulls out a small handheld device and opens a compartment to the device. She attaches some wires and begins fiddling with the device. In no time, the red locked panel turns green and she opens the door. Inside, she flips some light switches. Inside are 9 very large tankers around the room hooked up to the ventilation and plumbing systems to the whole facility. She put on the goggles and her gas mask. She uses corrosive acid to disconnect the pipes from the tanks. Before too much spills out, she uses the can of instant rubber to seal them off. When at the tanks labeled with V and Bk, she filled some large beakers with the chemicals. She checks her watch and smiles. “Just enough time to get back and mess with his head.” She returns to the room where she left Ronan. She uses corrosive acid on the lock to open the door. Ronan was passed out on the floor. After removing the cuffs, she sits next to him and pulls Ronan onto her lap. He begins muttering and she brushes his cheek looking down at him. He opens his eyes to see her smiling at him. 

“What happened.” Ronan asks.  

“You don’t remember? You were good,” Cassandra winks, “chemical pink does that to people. Come on!” She helps him sit up and reattaches his vest for him. After, she stands and lends him a hand to help him stand up.  

“Are you sure? I mean…” He looks around the room and at his attire. “I don’t feel like I…” 

“Shhh!” She shushes him with her finger on his lips again. Walking away, “Let’s head to the basement. We can chat later.” Ronan fallows with a confused look he grabs his wrist thinking about a hand cuff and shakes his head. Cassandra starts to run and Ronan follows. His gaze is still drawn to her backside with biting of the lip. 

Chapter 15 

Always something new 

Ian is walking slowly down a hallway filled with yellow humidity. “Fuck this fear shit!” Candlelight  watches through the window on the door from the stair well. “Remember Quin, if you run into trouble, come find me. But, I feel there’s trouble lurking in here. I'll try to make it fast to bring tou back some ammo.” 

“Thanks. I can hear the Repfelines tackling the door above. Have you faced them before? Or are your instincts that good?” Candlelight asks.  

“Yes and yes. Yes!” Ian runs into a room that he was looking in.  

“Do you really think this is the time for that? I mean come on, we’re on a mission!” Seasha speaks over the radio.  

“None of you know the boss like I do!” Ian replies. 

“Seriously? Hicks? This isn’t the time.” Breccan answers as he sees through a camera on his hexagon pin.  

“What’s going on?” Cassandra asks as she stops running down a hall. She is sent a photo of Ian turning on a gaming consol. “Hicks, I would kiss you if I were there right now!” 

“You still can! I’m sure you’re heading this way. I don’t advise taking the route Quincux and I did. Unless, you want a repeat of our time in Florida.” Ian replies. 

“Seriously? How many?” Cassandra pulls up the map of the facility on a projection of her watch.  

“Two packs. Hopefully they will stay on B3, but who knows if they will enter the elevator shaft and goes who fucking knows where or break down the door and ambush us that way.” Ian replies. 

“We need to eliminate them! Why didn’t you set a bomb!” Cassandra shouts. There is no other way down below without taking the stairs or elevator.  

“Well, Score and I aren’t too far from the stairwell Quin is in. I was going to help him to the security hub for that area. What needs to be eliminated.” Thomas speaks. 

“You guys meet up with Quin in the stairwell. I will send Knave that way too.” Cassandra walks away from Ronan toward the elevators, “ between all of us, we should be able to handle them. I'll head down the elevator shaft and see if I can seal the door and then meet up with Hicks. Is the air still moist?” 

“Yeah, but the fog is less dense than a few minutes ago when I first entered this area.” Ian replies.  

“Good. I disabled the machines pumping the chemicals in. Let’s hope they were the only ones they had. Get the ammo for Quin! Send me the list if the system and I will see what I find.” Cassandra stops speaking when a scramble begins over the radios. She makes her way to the elevator and shimmies down to B3. Slowly, she lowers herself with no lights on. She can see all the green bulbs if the locks on the doors. In the darkness, she begins to spray instant rubber around what she thinks is the elevator doors in the walls. Grabbing it she pulls and stretches it to cover the other non showing door. After she turns on her flashlight. The Repfelines are aware of her presence and take off running down the hall. She quickly sprays and stretches the rubber over the opening. She remains hanging from her ropes inside the elevator shaft. The rubber begins to stretch from them trying to push through. A claw manages to poke through and she sprays over it fast to seal the hole. “Say… what colour is the 1st chemical on B2 where the stairwell enters?” 

“It’s yellow.” Candlelight responds. “Why?” 

“I have an idea. The chemicals, so far, have had the same reactions on animals. The only difference was the height and length of time for it.” Cassandra replies. 

****** 

“What do you thinks inside?” Rachel asks. 

“Science and tech crap.” Violet walks over to the door with a keypad next to it. She searches the files sent to her seeing nothing for anything separate from the facility. She walks over to the dented portion from the power suit. She uses some corrosive acid to make an opening for them to crawl through. Inside they use their flashlights to maneuver to the door and find the switch for the lights. 

“What’s with all this diving equipment? Air tanks, scuba gear, sonar equipment?” Rachel examines some of the stuff in the crates the pass by. Violet turns on the lights. 

“Yep. Science and tech crap. Hey!” Violet runs over to some power armour suits. She kneels down by one and looks back at Rachel. 

“I know what you’re thinking and I'm on it. Help me flip these over.” Rachel answers and helps Violet flip two over so she can open up the backs to get them functioning again. “We’re guna need a power source for this one. This one needs an assortment of wires. Looks like it caught on fire.” 

“What? Are they too lazy to fix them? So they just toss em in here? Psh! I will find you what you need. I'm sure it’s around her somewhere.” Violet answers and helps Rachel flip over a few more.  

“Kay! I'm actually guna try to get them all working and see about getting them back to our boat or for easy pick up in the chopper at some point. These ones need an all new dash of controls and this one…” She moves one of the arms and it falls off. 

“Got it! Let’s see what else is in here.” Violet begins to walk. The entire place has many rows of shelves reaching 50ft high to the ceiling. She turns passed one of the isles and stops. “Shit balls!” 

“What'd you find?” Rachel shouts. Violet snaps a photo with her watch and sends it to the entire team. 

Cassandra looks at her watch to see Violet’s photo. “Team! Are you seeing this? First one to find out what they are doing with underwater research gets a big payout bonus." 

“When we’re back on the boat, I can send out mini hand controlled subs to excavate the surrounding ocean.” Seasha replies. “I didn’t see anything in this security hub for any other places. I'm nor sure how you knew about the storage off base here.” 

“No. I didn’t find anything in their files about either, either.” Breccan answers. 

“Mr. Unil mentioned all the places around his island and what operations we're taking place here. He said, bioengineering, biochemical, aerospace, etcetera, but nothing about oceanology or radiology. We will meet him when we finish this portion of the tasks set at hand. We're almost done. Keep it up.” Cassandra stops when walking passed an office and a phot catches her eyes. She walks toward it hanging on the wall. It is of Mr. Unill and a bunch of others standing on a balcony with the sunset behind them and ocean. To herself she says, “He never mentioned living habits for his employees. What is here seems only for people working overtime or on call. I bet you have some fancy shmancy mansion here. Probably on the opposite side of the island. Well, I will find that out tonight.” She checks her watch as more photos are sent to her from Violet.  

Violet is smiling when she picks up an altered crossbow and sends a photo only to Seasha. “Hey Amp! What would you say this is?” Violet fires a bolt and it sticks into a crate flashing a ted light while beeping. She hits a red button and the bolt explodes. Opening a nearby crate, she finds all sorts of different bolts. 

“It looks like a crossbow. But, that attachment on top looks like it may fire staples. It needs a new cartridge. The left side, seems to have broken off. Is there another with it you could send a shot of? The right seems to be an ascender or a wench maybe even both. I would have to take it apart or see it used to know exactly. As for the arrows, the red ones explode, the green have poisonous toxins in them, the large yellow ones look to brake apart for a multiple target effect, the blue look to have diamond tips that will probably penetrate anything,  and the non coloured are regular steel bolts. It looks like that left side is a thermal scanner or it projects something. I need to take it apart or see it used. If you bring a couple back to me, I'll see what I can do. These all look busted. Also…” Seasha sends the photos to Cassandra. “Hey cake? I think there is probably another armoury containing more than the list of weapons provided to us.” 

“Yeah. Tomorrow will be interesting. But, we'll be ready. I’ll you survey everything tonight. I may even be making an unexpected visit to Mr. Unill.” Cassandra responds.  

Violet replaces the net launcher and fires it. Something is startled inside the storage shed and she takes off after it. An air tank drops to the floor and rolls toward Rachel. “Uh… Numeral?” 

“Somethings in here with us Gram! Stand ground!” Violet finds an office in the far end of the storage facility. The glass window is broken on the door and she can hear unusual buzzing sounds. Rachel stands up and turns around fast as she hears a noise. A screech of some sort and she steps lightly toward it. Violet shines her flashlight into the office looking over the door through the broke window. She falls back to the ground firing her machine gun up at a bunch of unknown creatures. Two of them drops to the ground and the rest scatter throughout the place. Violet stands and kicks one over that is lying on the ground. “They look like giant bugs! Wings like a dragon fly, but they flapped fast like a humming bird. Exoskeleton, with fur on their bellies.” She opens the office door to find the entire ceiling covering in gooey dripping eggs. She fires an exploding bolt to demolish them. A loud screech is heard and Violet looks in its direction as the rest of the swarm dive toward her fast in an attack. She launches a net to capture them all and fires at will to kill them. Rachel hears wrappers and turns an isle fast aiming her weapon. She sees a group of lemurs and they climb off and out an opened window. They had tons of food wrappers. Rachel hears firing and runs toward the echo of bullets. She finds Violet. “Yuck! I hate bugs!”  

“Be glad you didn’t see there nest. I suppose something the facility crafted.” Violet walks back to the office and searches it.  

“Hey! Look! A map!” Rachel wipes off burnt soot from the wall. “I bet that’s where they got the snack!” 

“Snacks? I could go for some grubage!” Violet responds. “Even a drink!” She elbows Rachel, “don’t tell the boss! Well, the drink, send her a shot of this map!” Violet finds some keys in the desk drawer and tosses them to Rachel. “I'll find what those go to!” 

Chapter 16 

Cat and mouse 

“What do mean he’s off grid?” Cassandra yells at her team waiting for her in the stairwell. 

“I can’t trace him in any manner. He was in an office down that hall one second and the next, he just vanished!” Breccan pleas.  

“Everyone put your masks and goggles on! And head down to the 1st level and wait. Be prepared to attack or run.” Cassandra starts walking up the stairs putting on her mask and goggles. 

“Where are you going?” Candlelight asks. 

“I'm going to lure the Repfelines to this level. When the chemicals enter their systems, we will all move in an eliminate them. Sever their heads!” In just a fee minutes, the door to B3 is opened and Cassandra whistles to gather all the Repfelines attention. They chase after her. She jumps over the rail and swings her grappling gun and lands in front of the B2 door. As they scour down the steps and walls, she opens the door leading them into the contaminated hallway. A few stop and begin to take defensive stances at one another with their spikes. Cassandra keeps running down the hall as the team moves in and decapitate some of the creatures. Cassandra passes through a clashing cloud of brown from the yellow and red chemicals in the air. Two of the Repfelines started to choke in the brown cloud as the others continued their ambush. The Repfelines all stop and begins to grow large. More muscular and larger fangs, claws, and spikes. Cassandra stopped and waited. The two in the brown cloud being to hurl all over the place and are taken out. The now mightier creatures all roar and take off at Cassandra as she fired her weapon at them to keep their attention on her. There a lot faster now and nearly clawing her back. One leaps from the ceiling and she stops and steps aside spinning around, dodging the ones on the ground and walls. She starts running back down the hall as they slide and switch direction to her. Ronan and Thomas leap out slicing a couple who were climbing along the walls. Cassandra slides as if she was stealing home plate and shoots her grappling gun toward the stairs. Pulling her up fast as one knocks themselves out ramming the cement wall. As soon as they climb the flight of stairs, she jumps back down through the hall. She stops holding a flash grenade and sets it off as they dove at her through the air. Everyone takes advantage of their blindness and takes mostly all of them out and return hidden inside offices.  

One left, the alpha! Cassandra stares it down as it paces back and forth without blinking staring back at her. She pulls out her taser and sets it off. This causes the alpha to leap and chase her. It dives at her and she ducks down and moves to the opposite side of the hall. It leaps off the wall and dives again! She stopped and tased it. It only caused confusion in the creature, but gave her a head start for running again. She passes through another brown cloured area of chemicals from the red and blue clashing. The creatures scales thicken and become a shade of black. It did not stop and Cassandra was running out of hall. She runs into an open room and the creature slides across the tiles scratching it with its talons. It walks into the room slowly and Cassandra swings down kicking it from her grappling gun into the wall. She rushes over with her machete and is knocked back by the Repfelines tail. It stands and claws at her left and right over and over. She manages to strike a claw and jumps on a table. The creature leaps and she shoots her grappling gun into the ceiling just after landing. It leaps again and she retracts it pulling herself back on the desk. It paces, thinking and expecting. This time it swung its tail at her and she slices her machete. It caused her to recoil off the now metal like scales. It leaps at her again and she rolls off the desk. Picking up a chair she blocks a claw at her. The tail swings across the floor and she jumps. The tail comes at her side and she pushes the creature. It stands on its hein legs. Now taller that her it uses its front claws to dig into the chair and climb up. Cassandra drops it and grabs another chair just in time to block being scratched. This time when I climbed up, she jumped back and fired her corrosive acid gun at it. The creature wails and roars in pain as it’s scales are disolved. Guts begin to pour out it falls to the gorund crawling. Pulling out her machete, it only made scratch marks on the cratures metal like scaled neck. It is still clawing and using its tail to defend itself. Cassandra steps back and cringes her face as she fires more acid around its neck. The creature is barely moving and blood is covering the floor. Cassandra can see flesh and slices off the head of the last Repfeline.  

“To me!” Cassandra shouts and puts on some rubber gloves. She starts to dig around the inside of the Repfiline. 

“Aw! Yuck!” Breccan says and refuses to enter the room. Candlelight puts on some gloves and helps keep the creature steady. Cassandra takes off her gloves and puts on another pair that go up to her shoulders. She digs her arms in that far and starts to tug. Thomas begins to help hold the creature still and Ronan wraps his arms around Cassandra's waist. He pulls on her and after a couple tugs, they fall back. Cassandra sits up, while on Ronan and examines an organ.  

“What is that?” Thomas asks watching fluids drip off it and Cassandra's arm. 

“You lied to me, I know we didn’t do anything.” Ronan sits up leaning into Cassandra’s face. She stands up looking at the organ and feeling it with both hands. 

“This is the… well call it the immobilgland. This is where the Repfelines store the fluids they shoot from their spikes. When the puff out the spikes on their necks, looking like a lion, lizard, or bird they can spit it out. Just like a camelids, reptiles, birds, plants, and fish, it’s a defensive mechanism. They also secret it from their fangs.” She kneels down and catches some on her hand. “Hold this!” She hands the immobilgland to Candlelight. She rubs the fluid all over her gloved hands and arms like lotion for many seconds. Then she pokes everyone the arm fast. They all get grossed out. 

“It tingles!” Thomas says. 

“Yes, in this small amount. One bite will cause your whole limb to go numb and speech slurred. To get a direct shot of them spiting it, will knock you out and you will never wake up again. A slow and painless death. But…” She holds her hand out for the immonilgland back. “This usually isn’t black and feeling like metal. This was a result of the blue and red chemicals mixed. She sets it down om the desk and removes her gloves. Opening up her fanny box, she takes out Chemical C, a clear bubbling liquid, and pours some onto the gland. In moments, the black hard surface changes to a fleshy squishy normal state. “ Can you hold it out for me Quin?” Candlelight pick it up and holds it out in front of her with two hands on each side of it. Cassandra puts on another glove and holds an empty beaker beneath the organ. She stabs it with her K-bar and fills the beaker with the fluid. She seals up the beaker well and places it inside her backpack. Exiting the office, she says, “Now, let’s find Ian. With no more disappearances! Watch your step and split up in pairs to check every room in this hall. I need to borrow that game console.” 

****** 

“Ugh! This is boring!” Paisley smacks her head on a desk in the security hub.  

“Why don’t you go patrol the area again?” Seasha says. 

“Because I did already. Twice! There is nothing on the monitors either!” Paisley complains. 

“Why don’t you make a phone call? There’s a phone right next to you. I watched over your footage on fast forward.” Seasha smiles. Paisley rotates her head looking at her and sits up. She pulls out the paper from her thigh bag. Looking at the phone, she thinks. “Just do it! Stealthily acquire intel.” Paisley pick up the phone and slams it down. 

“What if it’s tapped!” Paisley looks at Seasha who is sitting in the floor with all the power armour pieces spread out along the floor all around her.  

“Good point!” Seasha points to a computer at another desk. “All of the employee data is on that one.” Paisley opens up all the employee files and finds her admirer. 

“Let’s see… he's 27. A little old.” Paisley begujs to read aloud. 

“Age is just a number!” Seasha comments. 

“6 foot tall. Grew up in Nevada. Served in the Marines for 8 years, until honourably discharged from a foot injury. Never been married. No children. No college degree. Non smoker. Oh!” Paisley stops talking and blushes.  

“Tell me!” Seasha says.  

“No!” Paisley exits the program and covers the screen. 

“Oh as in, he is skilled in all the same martial arts as you and happens to also have a photo of himself with pink hair!” Seasha says in a taunting voice and smiles. “I already read through his file!”  

Chapter 17 

Down below 

“It looks like I need a special chip of some sort to get these armours up and Adam. Other than that, I got 5 of them fixed. We'll come get them later. Are you ready to head out?” Rachel says. 

“Yep! I loaded the Humvee up. Let’s hope we can keep this one upright. But, I did place a jack just encase. I don’t think the bar will be guarded.” Violet responds. 

“Numeral! Hexagram!” Cassandra appears as a projection from their pins.  

“Whoa!” Rachel speaks seeing Cassandra in the gas mask, goggles, and the red atmosphere.  

“I want you to head back here and pick up Ample and Digit.” Cassandra speaks as she connects them into the conference. 

“Right now?” Seasha asks as she looks around at all the armour pieces laying around. 

“I suppose you have a couple minutes before you need to exit the building, but in other words, yes, now.” Cassandra answers and Seasha starts to gather all the pieces. “Instead of checking out the bar, I want you to head to another coordinate I will send you. It’s in the same general area. I want you to thoroughly inspect this place. I'm under suspicion there may be caves and tunnels below this island.” Cassandra is looking at a projection on the wall from a device she connected to the gaming console. It shows the island on a map and almost dozen places are marked with a dots. “You don’t need to send me footage now, but bring it back for review this evening. Do not enter the tunnels, or caves, but do set up a camera or sensor. We're about to head…” A scramble starts and cuts out the radios.  

Cassandra unhooks her device from the game console and exits the office. She hears Candlelight scream and everyone hurries toward her. She is holding onto one of her shotguns dangling in a trap door. “Pull me up!” Ronan and Thomas pull her out and the trap door shuts. “Man! I love this gun in so many ways!” Candlelight hugs her shot gun since it prevented her from falling down. 

“Now we know where Ian went.” Ronan steps around and triggers the door to open. Breccan runs out and brings a chair. They lodge it in the door to keep it open and Ronan drops a flare down the shaft and sets a timer on his watch.  

The flare hits surface, “11.22 seconds.” Ronan speaks while stopping his timer. 

“That’s 100 ft.” Breccan answers first.  

“Are we going down there?” Thomas asks. 

“Let’s send a bot!” Breccan excitedly speaks pulling out a tiny robot. Similar to the one Cassandra has on her short boots. He drops it down the shaft and sees nothing but darkness. When is approaches the flare it extinguishes. It has a tiny lite upon it and moves about the room. The entire floor is foam and it has a low ceiling. A person would have to crawl. “I don’t see him in here. I don’t even see an exit. I wonder if it needs weight to trigger it.” 

“On it! C'mon Knave!” Thomas runs out of the armory and they begin to carry a desk in. Right when they walk in Candlelight dropped a case of ammo down with a glare at the two guys. They drop the desk and when it landed, lights turned on and a camera turned on. Cassandra had moved the robot is sit on the ceiling still, in the attempt to not be noticed by the camera. Everyone begins to move out of the armory back to the stairwell. They shut the door fast and move away from lingering chemicals in the air. 

****** 

“Yes. I am watching it now on my screen.” Mr. Unill is sitting on a couch looking toward his desk. The window is showing the cameras to the B levels and underground below that area. A couple of the screens is covered in paint. The ones viewing the armory. He also has one on Ian in a room where he pacing around and flipping off the camera. The camera is rotating around the room and looses vision. “Damn!” Mr. Unill sits forward and slams his fist on the coffee table in front of him. “Send a man in, with a camera on him and his gun!” 

****** 

Breccan is typing fast on his laptop and Cassandra sees a part of the wall slide open from the robots camera. “Don’t move!” Breccan highlights the recording devices on the mercenary. The man is confused and sees nothing but the case of ammo. He bends down to pick it up and the tiny robot zooms out of the room. Fast it sits on the ceiling to do a 360 degree scan and avoid detection. This hall only has one camera. “Shoot now!” The camera started to zoom on the man walking out of the room with the case of ammo. The camera looses its vison. 

****** 

“Imbeciles! Put the underground on lockdown!” Mr. Unill shouts. 

The power shuts down in the hall and ted emergency lights turn on. The man is unable to exit this hallway from all the doors activating heavy metal locks from the doors into the walls in multiple places.  

Over a loud speaker Mr. Unill speaks to everyone. Rachel stops driving the Humvee to listen from loud speakers out in the jungle. “Attention SixFits!” Breccan and Seasha both begins tapping into the intercome. “You were not assigned to my Underground facility. I want you to stop what you’re doing now, and I will have your Captain Hicks returned to you. You passed today’s mission and I want you all off my island until further notice!” 

“Well, I don’t like being mislead or denied information. When I asked for a description of what you do here you left out some details. Like, places, such as the underground, under port, living quarters, recreational areas, and…” Cassnadra begins to speak on the same system. 

“How did you gain access to this? We have a contract!” Mr. Unill gets aggressive. 

“Yes and I will still honour it. But…” Cassandra waits a moment and her image is projected on Mr. Unill's window. “My team comes first! If you didn’t want the underground known about, you should’ve deactivated this trap door. I feel your upset at how skilled my team is and jealous our equipment is more advanced!” Cassandra smiles. “Return me Hicks and we shall take our leave for the day. Part one of the deal is done. We will send our report to you in the morning.” 

“Fine! As agreed! But…” Mr. Unill speaks. 

Cassandra raises her eyebrows and crosses her arms, “but! I have a but to add too! you go first. Please! Go ahead, your majesty!” Cassandra taunts him and bows smirking.  

Mr. Unill inhales deeply with an upset look om his face. He exhales and relaxes. “I thank you for your service today. Your team has proved its reputation and surpassed my expectations. You and I both know the army will be here tomorrow evening. I have full confidence in you. But, I will warn you once not to medal in a war you can’t win!” 

Cassandra stands up straight relaxing her shoulders and puts on her sunglasses, “You have found your way between a rock and a hard place Mr. Unill. I am aware of Dr. Huey Degrin's research. Be lucky, my superiors are ghosted on this mission. For now…” Her image disappears and a scramble begins to take over all communication. When it ends music begins to play as Cassandra walks through the B1 level to a wall that opens up leading to the underground area.  

“Hey boss!” Ian shouts. She stops and pulls her sunglasses down slightly tilting her head down and looking up at Ian. 

“We'll celebrate later.” She replaces the sunglasses on her face and walks up to the remaining soldiers. She giggles some and looks them all over. “Don’t get to smog!” She turns around and struts away behind Ian toward her team. “You may feel your superior over the others, but he will betray you in the end.” One runs up behind her and attempts to knock her out with the back of his gun as the rest aim at her team aiming at them. Cassandra squats and grabs the gun. The man attempted to pull it back fast and she let go while kicking her leg back at him. Turning around, she lands a couple punches on the face and breaks the mans nose. She looks at all the other men who lower their weapons. “This is real life.” Cassandra places her hand behind her neck and flips her hair out with her hand. “Today you’re a pack. But, tomorrow’s a new day.” She turns around and walks away. “My team is all alphas! Next time…” She lowers her head to the ground, “there will be death.” 

Chapter 18 

The liaison of it all 

Everyone boards the ship out at sea. “Breccan, Seasha, I need you to review all the footage everyone gathered today type put reports of the movements. Rachel, Thomas, I need you guys to being our boats back from shore and load up whatever else. Ian, I need you to contact  military and see what strings we can pulled to help us with the local one said due to ambush tomorrow. Ronan, Candlelight, Violet, you three clean all the gear from today and get everything prepared for tomorrow. Paisley, you make dinner!” Cassandra orders. 

“What are you gonna do?” Ian asks. 

“I have some phone calls to make and will begin scanning the island. With any luck, maybe ypu cam get info from the navy about these waters.” Cassandra leaves her gear on and heads to her quarters.  

“How bout something meaty!” Ian asks Paisley. 

“Veggies please!” Violet adds in. 

“I just want a bath and don’t care what you make.” Candlelight says.  

Paisley looks at Rachel and Thomas. The twins look at one another and back at her simotansioulsy saying, “Pizza!” They high five and jump overboard into the boat they borrowed. 

“Would it be too much to ask for something sweet!” Ronan asks. 

“Yes! I vote on cake!” Seasha says while collecting and removing the pins from everyone. 

“You know I’ll eat anything!” Breccan adds in. 

Below deck, Cassandra removes her weapons and gadgets on a table. She logs into a device and makes a phone call.  

“Who is this? Wait…Cassandra? Are you alright? What did you find out?” Agent #1218 speaks while turning on his camera for the video chat. 

“Is that me?” Cassandra asks while watching him skillet some cut up meat. 

“Ha! Of course. I wouldn’t make anything mediocre. You should come over for dinner sometime and try it!” Agent #1218 answers and gloats. 

“Maybe… I have some questions for you. Can you access headquarters data base?” Cassandra asks she begins to clean her guns. 

“Of course I can pull it up right here on my fridge.” He zooms the camera out some and behind him an invisible TV appears on the glass of his fridge as he taps it. He touches a few buttons and places his palm flat on it. His hand is scanned and then his body. 

“Can you send me the employee profiles of all the Dr. Degrin cases related to the Rainbow Chemicals even passed him related to Dr. Kore?” Cassandra asks and sits in a chair wiping down her gadget gun. 

“Of course!” He sets his skillet down and opens some files. “Done! You know I have all thay stuff organized. Give me a challenge! I dare ya!” Agent #1218 orders. 

“Okay…” Cassandra sets her gadget gun down and leans back in her chair placing a foot on the table with the other on top having her legs crossed. Her hands move behind her head as she smirks at him, “Now, can you send me all the authorizations behind every mission I have done with and without the agency? Detailed!” 

Agent #1218 turns off his stove and the flame extinguishes. “That…” he points his finger and wags it in her face, “is classified missy!” He crosses his arms. “I would need approval of course, but…” He turns around thinking. 

“You’re more than a colleague to me. We're friends! I birthed your 1st born child!” Cassandra instigates. 

“Yeah, but you also caused my wife to go into labor!” He turns around. He hesitates tapping some buttons. 

“Plus, I know you so well and know that fridge is not on the agency’s logs…” Cassandra closes her eyes and relaxes her arms hanging beside her and tilts her head up. “I don’t see anything. This is out using the Sixfits satellite.” 

“You’ve never done anything I didn’t disapprove.” He picks up a spatula and starts rotating vegetables. Then, he points it at her, “This better be the one. I’m still downloading some things, but…” He opens a file and moves the camera to view it better. Cassandra sits up and watches. “you need to see this. It’s the last footage recovered from the Wolf Howlers.” 

Mission #321 Specialist Callager Loam 

The video is being shown from atop of a heavy rifle. There is a team of agents raiding a facility. They are moving up by two throughout it. The video is fast forwarded. Loam enters a room after a smoke grenade is launched. An explosion emits and the room is covered in plants. Soon after the room is filled with yellow fog. The entire team begins panicking. Loam runs out fast holding bis breath. He is ambushed by more employees with guns and takes cover around the corner of an intersection of multiple halls. He fires his weapon, launches grenades, and uses hand to hand combat to keep them at bay. When it is clear, he runs for the exit. Along the way, he stumbles and passes out the gun lies on the floor. Some scientists approach. 

“Looks like when you mix punk and blue, it causes people to pass out. A purple shade of colour. But, a direct purple chemical results in heightened metal abilities.” One of the scientists says as he kicks Loam lying on the ground. 

****** 

“Chemical V.” Cassandra pulls out her beaker of the dark purple bubbling liquid. She then pulls put the second beaker with black bubbling liquid. “Chemical Bk, Black.” Third beaker is pulled out and placed on the table. Cassandra looks at agent #1218. 

“And that?” He asks. 

“Oh. It’s from a Refeline. One that had been exposed to a combination of chemical red and blue, airborne. Turned its scales into metal.” Cassandra responds and stands up. She walks over to a cabinet and pulls out a lot of alchemic and chemistry equipment. “What I found odd today…” She pulls up phots taken earlier that day. “They only had 9 tankers. Yet, their brown mixed airborne clouds had different effects than the ones we have concocted.” 

“Chemical V and Chemical BK. Also known as Violet and black. The random brown is probably what you experienced. 1st for you, but not of others.” Agent #1218 says. 

****** 

Callager is drug off by his feet. The video fast forwards. All of his weapons and gadgets are removed from his being and placed on a table. A blank wall is seen, but sound was still heard. A door opens and slams shut. Some people walk in. The video is paused. 

****** 

“Kore…” Cassandra speaks glaring at the side portfolio of Dr. Jeremey Kore carrying Chemical Y. 

“I'm sure you can guess what happened from there.” Agent #1218 says. “I have more to download that I will send as soon as I can.” 

“Thanks. I’ll start with the employee files. I saw a lot of familiar faces today.” Cassandra says as she returns to cleaning her items. “Is there any way you can access the agency’s research files…the highly classified ones?” 

Agent #1218 stares at Cassandra for a moment, “Not from here. Back at the office, I might be able to. Anything specific? Make it easier and quicker if I know what exactly you want.” 

“Seeing as they had Refelines, I was curious to if any of the other creatures are there somewhere. The ones today had signs of tactical training. Maybe it’s just instinct, but I know the agency had been attempting to tame them. I think there is a…” Cassandra says. 

“Mole!” Agent #1218 throws a bottle of bbq sauce on the ground in frustration. “actually…” he starts to open files on the fridge screen. “Moles!” He shows her photos of 5 people. One is a woman. “No wonder you wanted to know who was approving and organizing all your missions.” 

“Yep. I've been a lab rat…” Cassandra stands up and turns around with her hand on the back of head. She looks back, “send me what you can. In fact,” She walks over to a desk and pulls out a tablet. “In the morning, set up this mission as open and requesting an agency review. “She just paid us last week. We can trace her. If she’s here on the island...” 

“Apparently she did take her vacation the same day as mission 376 and has an undetermined date of return. But, she is in charge of all your cases since the last… wait a minute!” Agent #1218 pulls up a file of a person who was kidnapped and still missing.  

Cassandra stares a photo of the man pulled up, the same man seen in a photo at the office on a balcony. Things began running through her mind. “Everything’s been a set up!” She slams her hands on the table and looks down between her arms. She looks up, “I'm not coming home until Kore and all his accomplices are dead! I knew there was no way that chopper went missing on my last mission! Get to it!” She stands up and arms her hand guns, “I have a house call to make.” She ends the phone call. 

Chapter 19 

Together  

Everyone gathers at the table to eat. Everything asked for is made and placed across the center. Ian comes in last and drops a stack of papers near Cassandra. 

“These are the movements and plans they will be doing tomorrow. I was able to draw a truce between the local government on account of us not affiliating ourselves with our own to arrange something. You have a phone call at 10 a.m.” Ian says and sits down.  

“Ohh…” Cassandra replies. “Umm…” 

“What? Don’t tell me headquarters will be here. That may jeopardize things some.” Ian responds. 

“Well…” Cassandra looks around at everyone. She sets down her fork and takes a deep breathe. “They may actually be here already. I did ask for them to be involved. But…” 

“What do you mean they may be here already?” Violet asks. 

“They’ve been using me. Using us!” Cassandra adds in. 

“Fuck!” Ian smacks the table as the others display emotions of disappointment. 

“There’s a mole. A labour of them.” Cassandra calmly speaks and takes a bite of some pizza. 

“Do we know who?” Rachel asks. 

“Yeah. You all know her too.” Cassandra says. “Agent #755. Monica Fernill.” 

“Mr. Unill…” Thomas says. 

“We knew it was an alias, but now things are starting to make sense.” Ronan says. 

“Yeah. The employee files were unusual. Especially, it was listed having so many we did not encounter today.” Seasha says. 

“Not to mention how freaked out they were about us attempting to explore their underground area after Ian fell down that shoot. I mean, they deliberately excluded lots.” Breccan says. 

“Did you finish our accounts for the day?” Cassandra asks. 

“Yeah. Just as you wanted. Simple, dull, and not including any of our system. But, I did add in they could have some of our software or gadgets for the right price.” Breccan answers. 

“Why would we do that?” Thomas asks. 

“We wouldn’t. It would be a virus and old methods and procedures we don’t use no more. Actually, agent #755…” Breccan begisn to explain. 

“Has tried to get me to allow her I to the SixFits mainframe and know exactly how it is coded with our satellites.” Cassandra interrupts. 

“So, everything she ever sent us out on was just a way to…what, copy us? Learn our system? Tactics? Weaknesses? Test us?” Paisley asks. 

“Shit just got real!” Candlelight says. 

“Pretty much. But, I believe in you all. We're a team no matter what.” Cassandra motivates. 

“We’re the Sixfits! A bunch of misfits, who won’t split, mean hits and kicks, always at our wits, and put people in pits!” Violet shouts and raises her glass. 

“Here here!” Thomas shouts and clinks her glass. 

“Awwwhooo!” Seasha and Paisley shouts. 

“Damn straight!” Ian says while standing up. 

Ronan raises his fork in front of his face and looks through the prongs, “Let me guess? Element of surprise?” 

“Yep.” Cassandra grabs a glass from Ian who has a bunch stacked in his hands with a bottle of alcohol too. They all raises their glasses and stand. “You’re all the best and the best at what we do! Idk what tomorrow will bring us, but this mission has turned into one of our most difficult yet. A long awaited finale to something started a long fucking time ago! We're alpha!” They all clink their glasses and take a drink, “We’re one!” They clink and drink again, “We will not go home until we fight our way to the top of this island of lies! Mr. Unill, Agent #755, Jeremey Kore… they don’t know what’s coming to them!” They clink a 3rd time and all finish what was in their glasses.  

After dinner, they all gather together. Cassandra is looking through a spyglass. “Odd… I don’t like it.”  

“What do you see?” Candlelight asks. 

“They have flood lights all over the place. Construction, no renovations, no there doing something. I don’t want anyone going within a 1,000 feet of the facility. My guess is they are changing out their systems to evade ours.” Cassandra closes her spyglass and proceeds below deck with everyone. They each take control of either a drone, mini sub, or robot that have been placed in various areas around the island. They begin scanning everything into their mainframe and crating a virtual version of the island using what they already had. “I knew it!” Cassandra had went directly toward some of the destinations she had marked from her hack into the gamming console. 

“Thar she blows!” Thomas and Rachel have found the under port to the facility beneath the ocean.  

“Rach, you follow one of these tubes and see where it comes out in the facility and Thom, you scour the entire outside.” Cassandra returns to looking at her screen. She can see an extravagant mansion built into the cliff side on the far east if the island.  

“Man! Your tracking system is so brilliant! I need to figure out how to get it into our mainframe to be used on all missions.”  Breccan praises. 

“Yeah…” Cassandra looks down with some sorrow. “Callager…” Breccan places his hand om her shoulder and Violet does on the other. She smiles at both of them and continues to survey the area.  

“Freeze! Do not move tour drone!” Seasha shouts. She pulls up Cassandra's camera on a large projection screen. She highlights a bunch of birds. “These are sensor activated! Cameras, audio, and silent alarm. I seen these in the recent internets basis for security.” 

“What if, like, a real bird shows up?” Ronan asks. 

“Or leaf? What about rain?” Paisley asks. 

“Yeah, all flaws, but there ain’t no rain or…” Seasha looks at Cassandra both stare for a moment and she begins looking through files.  

“There’s a nest somewhere…” Cassandra says. “we need to find it and destroy it.” 

“Nest of what?” Candlelight asks. 

“The Humming Odonata Beatleflies. Or Thobs for short.” Seasha responds. 

“They pray om birds, other insects, small rodents or mammals, and even larger ones if the colony is provoked or there beings grow large enough. And what Violet took on today, has passed them into a threat toward humanity.” Cassandra rubs her face from forehead to chin and looks over at the sub cameras. “Shit… there are no fish in there waters. Thomas, go back to the area you seen all those chains at. Yep…” Cassandra stands up and stares at the wall blankly, almost in shock and fear. “They have Aquatic bio engineered Sharkfelions and Odonata Fish!” 

“Wait! Those bugs I took out, can go underwater?” Violet asks. 

“A Sharkfeline? Are you fucking kidding me! They made those monsters with shark DNA!” Ian shouts. 

“Yeah… none of them are no picnic. I worry if any have gotten loose around here? Nobody goes into any water!” Cassandra states. “For the Odonata Fish, I have never encountered them, but read files about them from the Wolf Howlers. Thobs, there not difficult, but taking on a nest is not easy. When they are as large as they are now and the island not having much life to feed on, they will most likely attack humans on contact, if they hadn’t already. That’s why they have so many sentry guns around.” 

Some time passes. Cassandra is all geared up in black garments. She walks to Paisley’s room who is in all pink. “I'm ready.” Paisley says. 

“Let’s do this!” Cassandra reaches her arm out toward Paisley and the two grab one another’s forearms and lean there foreheads against one another. “We got this!” 

“Invisible! I didn’t do much today, and am prepared for all scenarios.” Paisley speaks with a smiles. 

“Okay, the choppers ready. I will take you both high enough to dive in the landing zone marked by one of our drones. I didn’t tell no one.” Thomas walks in. 

“Good. Less they know, the better.” Cassandra stands up. “Let’s go. Mission #378 begins now.” Cassandra starts a timer on her watch. It is different than the ones they had worn earlier in the day. They are only taking hand guns with suppressors and other tactical devices and gear used for stealth missions. It is passed 2 a.m. 

Chapter 20 

The witching hour 

Thomas flies Cassandra and Paisley up high in the helicopter. They look out at the island in the distance and far below. 

“We’re at 6,000 feet. Any moment go ahead." Thomas yells. Cassandra puts on some goggles and stands up. As she turns around Thomas grabs her shoulder. “Hey… I'll be on standby don’t hesitate to call in an evacuation.” 

“Thanks! We won’t need it.” Cassandra stands at the edge opening of the chopper while Paisley is ready to jump on the other side. She looks at Thomas and yells to Thomas, “If anything, we'll be calling in backup!” Cassandra touches her forehead with two fingers then pointsbat Thomas. She looks out. “Alright Dige!” They kick there legs back for a foot five. “Geronimo!” Cassandra jumps out in a wingsuit. 

“Tasting the adrenaline!” Paisley shouts as she jumps out. The two girls get fancy in the air with some synchronized falling. They land in the jungle just outside of the mansion. They signal Thomas and he flies over it to draw attention away from them. Cassandra and Paisley sneak up behind a guy. Cassandra fires a glob at the camera. As the man turned around, Paisley took him out with hand to hand combat. 

“Did you hear that? Reggi!” A man shouts. They can hear foot steps running toward them. Both grapple into nearby. 

Cassandra pulls off some bark and smells it. Whispering, “Doryphora sassafras.” She takes a bite of it.  

“Wait…” Paisley whispers into the mic to her while looking around at the tree. 

“Yup. I'll take glasses and pony tail.” Cassandra swings down from the tree and kicks one of the men into the other. After, she knocks them both out. Paisley lands right ontop of a guy and from beind puts a woman to sleep. They both kick the last guy at the same time and punch him. “Alright. Search them and I will see about this door.” 

“Do you think they will suspect the camera?” Paisley asks as she finds a key ring. 

“Probably, but I am using the contents I extracted from the immobile gland earlier.” Cassandra walks out and squirts all the falling mercenaries. “Let’s move. More will arrive soon. I'm sure.” The two enter a garage. Inside are many vehicles of all sorts. Her watch beeps. It is 3 a.m. “The witching hour…” 

“My favourite hour. Whoa!” Paisley stops to admire, “A Ferrari F512M! What’s the point? The island is all dirt roads and jungle?” 

“Ego.” Cassandra answers.  

“I call dibs!” Paisley points at it and catches up to Cassandra. “If we requisition the island.” Cassandra open a door slowly and uses a mirror to look out. 

“Clear.” Cassandra moves in with Paisley behind. They hear people laughing. Cassandra gives a knee up for Paisley to reach the ceiling. After, she ducks into a nearby closet. Two men are heading to the garage. Cassandra grabs one from behind and as the other turned around, Paisley dropped down. They pick up their ear pieces to listen in. Cassandra and Paisley enter a utility room. She walks up to one of machines and taps into the security. “They only have cameras inside? Wow, they are over confident in themselves. This will be cake.”  

Paisley giggles, “sweet cake! What about our radios? Think they can hear us if they try to find our signal?” 

“I doubt it, I am tapping into a signal I have set to my playlist on my phone. I have us muted for only us. Breccan assured me they didn’t have this technology. I will get a notification if anyone enters my streaming anyways. They will just hear NCT of course.” Cassandra closes the panel as Paisley set up a sensor to notify her if someone entered the room. She runs down the hall to place one near the garage door.  

“Was that a Dream song earlier you played over the intercome?” Pasiley asks. 

“Nah. 127. You’ll get them eventually." The two stop at the end of the hall and look around with mirrors. “I'll go left and up. You go right and down.” The two nod at one another and jump out. Paisley enters a kitchen with a cook already snoozing in front of a TV. Cassandra walks down a couple steps and fires sleeping darts at multiple people. She hides behind the couch a whistles. The two men out on the balcony look in to see everyone passed out. As they run in, she stands up. She knocks one out easily, the other moved and she missed a one hit knock out strike. He retaliates with punches. She blocks and counters. The man is soon grabbed by his wrist. She twist it and as he hunches down, she flips him over her back and kicks him in the face. “Macho men. They will attack in attempt for glory and over confidence in their skills, instead of signaling for help. Paisley had entered a billiards room and tapped a guy on the shoulder. He turns around and she punches him hard in the face onto the table. She grabs the 8 ball and slams it into the side of his head to cause a concussion. Another walks in and she takes the others pool stick and slams it against his throat. It brakes and as he wheezes she upper cuts him and kicks him out into the call. She hears a woman shout and Paisley jumps grabbing the archway and kicks a woman into the wall. The women reaches for her radio and Paisley shoots a dart into her. 

Cassandra jumps onto a ling dinning room table and crouches just slightly behind a woman. As she turned around, she jumps with her legs and arms around her till she fell to the ground. In the next room, she was spotted. Quickly, she fired darts into the people before they could react. Paisley found herself in the ballroom. Only one set of double doors in. They all had their radios sitting on a table. She slams the doors and runs in. She jumps and grabs a guy by the neck with her ankles. He grabs her legs and her hands touch the ground. She flips the man over her with a hand stand. As she stood up, she leaned back fast and twisted her body to the side out of the way. She squats on the ground with a leg out and the other bent. Both hands are on the ground between her thighs. When a woman approached her she had jumped, but Paisley had put her weight onto her knee and hands kicking the woman in the chest out of the air. When the next man approached her from behind her foot landed on the ground and she swung it around tripping him. Fast she pounced the next person behind him. She punched him with her shock glove and landed on top of him. Another fires a stun gun at her and she looks at her side as it did no damage to her specially made rubber spandex body suit. She pulls off the stun gun ends and fires hers at him with a smile to his face of fear. The rest storm her and she uses mixed martial arts to take them all out. After, she brushes off her hands and exist the ball room. “Ballroom clear." 

“Before you leave, test the walls.” Cassandra replies as she makes a guy scream in pain from her pulling his arm behind him and standing on his back. She slams him into the wooden floor and it cracks. Standing up, she walks to a fireplace and starts to push on the tiles. Pulling on a dragon decoration next to it. Gears can be heard and she takes a step back watching it rotate open. She enters a secret passage. She closes the fireplace and smiles. She runs fast through it following music notes. Paisley rotates a painting that slides a statue out of the way. She jumps back aiming her gun. In relief she relaxes and smiles shaking her head and biting her lip. Cassandra was standing there posed. “I think there is only the library left. I will take the passage. You meet me there.” The two nod. They high five, cross the other hand over for another high five, lock fingers, bring there hands between their waists, lift their legs to touch knees, they release hands and clap their own hands together. They bow and slap there hand between them above their previous hand position, quickly move the other hand above and the third slap down low. They thumb wrestle, fist bump, and hild out closes fists near their shoulders while they grunt. After the secret hand shake was done, they turn around and continue with the task at hand.  

Cassandra moves some eyes to look through a painting into the library. She can see two men sitting with their legs up on a table and sleeping below her. Across the room, a woman is sitting under a lamp reading. Another man is sitting drooling over a statue of a naked woman. Cassandra rolls her eyes. She can’t see the 2nd floor as someone just began their accent up a spiral staircase. She closes the eyes and stands in the passage. “Can you see through the key hole? I am behind the two men sleeping straight ahead. I can’t see the 2nd floor. There is a mantel above the painting.” 

“Well, there are 3 floors that I can see. They look to just be just wide enough to walk across on your side. I can see 2 people walking around. Behind the men sleeping is a…Ah… Mirrors? Oh! Shakespeare! There is a skull on a pillar nearby.” Paisley responds. 

“Okay. If they hear me open the passage, you know what to do. You take my side, I'll take yours. Ready?” Cassandra opens the passage and the men do not wake up. She steps lightly and sneaks up behind the woman and knocks her out. Paisley enters and shoots the people above.  

“hey!” Somone shouts from above. Cassandra shoots her grappling gun to the chandelier and pulls herself up. She shoots a couple people on the 2nd floor in an area with desks and couches. Paisley knock out the man ogling the statue and others who ran out to the commotion.  

Cassandra shoots her gun to a mantel and swings to the second floor. She walks to the railing and leans on it looking down at Paisley. “I'll start on the 2nd floor. You head to the basement. Be careful. Call me if you need me!” The two nod. 

Chapter 21 

Before dawn 

Paisley is running down a hall. She hears the radio of the mercenaries say they found nothing outside and the cameras were all working. A group was re entering from the main entrance. She rushes to it before them and waits on the wall above the main door like Spiderman. When the door shuts she shoots a guy in the neck with a dart and lands with her knees in the backs hard of two others. She throws a smoke bomb and takes out the rest with hamd to hand combat.  

“Freeze!” someone shouts from the top landing of both curved stairs cases. Paisley puts her hands up and turns around. She starts to laugh. Cassandra is making moose and bunny eara behind him. “What’s so funny?” She grabs her gut laughing hard when Cassandra starts to air hump him from behind. “I said freeze!”  

“You’re sweating an awful lot.” Cassandr says into his ear. He gets scared and turns around fast aiming at Cassandra. “I don’t think you have it in you.” She crosses her arms and squints her eyes. Slowly raising her chin she asks, “how many ya killed?” 

“W…wel…well…” The young man stutters. Paisley taps him in the shoulder and he is startled again. He takes a step back and is aiming back and forth between the girls. He takes another step back and almost falls back. He fires at Paisley and she dives next to Cassandra as they both aim two handguns with suppressor at him. They both squint their eyes at him. At the saem time they flinch forward at him and the guy yells and stumbled back over the railing of the stairs. They look at one another. Cassandra slides down the left curved railing of the stairs and Paisley the right. They both leap off with style and check his pulse and limbs. He sits up groaning. They wait for his vision to un blur and flinch again seeing the. They both punch him. Cassandra hands a rolled up paper to Paisley and walks to a vase on a table straight ahead from the main door below the landing of the stairs. She knocks the vase over. The table it rested on tilts over and a door opens on both sides of it from paneling surrounding by decorative columns and trim. Cassandra bows gesturing Paisley forth and holding out a keycard and skeleton key. Paisley curtsies and accepts the items.  

Cassandra runs back upstairs. She passes people she already took out. She stops from notification on her phone. She steps into an empty bedroom. It is from Agent #755. Cassandra notices a make up box on the vanity in front of her. She looks around the room. The bed is made neatly, the bathroom is empty, nothing under the bed, behind the foldable wall, or in the closet. She decides to reply to Agent #755 with a text saying, I am not to her asking if she was awake. Agent #755 calls her. Cassandra hesitates. She his the F U button. And turns on the water at the sink. She pulls out another phone and a small tablet. She connects all the devices and calls another phone that wakes up Breccan. He falls put of bed to the unknown sound. He answers, “hello?” 

“I need you to call me back and then call Agent #755.” Cassandra demands and hangs up. She answers his call back and listens for 755 to answer. 

“Why did you decline the call?” Agent #755 asks. 

“What! You wanted to her me pissing in the toilet?” Cassandra replies washing her hands. “I called you back. What do you want? It’s not like you to call my personal line. Or to not just start spewing out mission objectives. How’s your vacation?” 

“This seemed more personal. You think ypir going to get Dr. Kore this time? I didn’t think your private call for Mr. Unill was pertinent to us. But, I see Chemicals, White, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Violet, Black, and brown are present. I will be there at noon with a team.” Agent #755 says. 

“Monica, Monica, there is no need. Besides, I still have a contract to keep. The military will be here today. I have that to deal with. Not usually your area of expertise.” Cassandra responds. She puts on her gloves and wipes down the sink handles. While looking at the screen of her tablet. She can see the phone call is from the coast on the southern end of the island. 

“Very well. We will wait until you say it’s clear. But…” Agent #755 picks up a sharp knife and walks over to Calliger who is hanging by his wrists with his mouth gaged. “Remember who you work for.” She hangs up. To some nearby soldiers she tells them, “Get him out of his room! Now!” 

“Remember who always wins.” Cassandra says after she hangs up. 

“Fuck that bitch! Just cause she handles our paychecks doesn’t mean we won’t take her out. I mean, you know the fucking president of the god damn united states!” Breccan says. 

“I knew a few of them. She’s in way over her head. Since your awake…” Cassandra walks to the window and opens the curtain. She looks out at the ocean. She can not see nothing.  

“Help you and complain later?” Breccan interrupt. 

“You needed sleep. We got this. See if you can see where she’s at exactly. I don’t remember anything on the southern beach earlier. She must be on a ship. Okay, going silent!” Cassandra hangs up and detaches all of her devices. She adds Breccan into the radio chat. At the same time, Cassandra sees others taping into her stream. Breccan sends a code in that jump amplifies the music.  

In the basement, Paisley runs toward a guy and jumps off the wall to elbow him out. She searches all of the rooms. There were no other mercenaries down here at that moment. She found a room full of the chemicals and destroyed them all with her goggles and gas mask on. In another room, she finds the security room, and nobody is inside. 

“Hey sweet cake? There is nobody monitoring the cameras here.” Paisley tells. 

“Really? What’s going on outside?” Cassandra asks as she begins sending a tiny robot through the vents. 

“I'm not sure. Everyone seems to be gathering at one location. Wait! There is a chopper on its way here.” Paisley answers. 

“Do you see a button with a bird’s beak and some squiggles near it? Press that.” Breccan says. Paisley does and all the fake birds around outside being to screech loudly in an alarm with the house’s defense system turning on.  

“Find your way to me Dige!” Cassandra shouts and smiles to see Mr. Unill sleeping.  

“Kay! I just have one more room to search, but I will take this elevator up.” Paisley responds.  

Cassandra enters Mr. Unill’s room. He is snoring heavily and she walks over looking down at him. The phone rings and she dives into the bathroom. “Okay, I will be ready!” He answers and hangs up. Cassandra climbs on the ceiling and leaps out of the bathroom after he entered. With his age, she has some time to search the room fast. A man aims his flashlight in the room from the balcony and she hides behind a cupboard. When the lights is gone, she searches all the drawers. There was nothing of use. The toilet flushes and she returns to the ceiling. Mr. Unill dresses in suit and exits to the balcony. She never had a clear chance to grab him with the men on the balcony. The chopper hovered over the balcony with a couple men dropping down from ropes. Before he exited the room, he opened a secret keypad and punched in a code to disabled the security system. The men help grapple him into the chopper and it flies off. The men watch the chopper escape and as Cassandra snuck up behind one, they both passed out. Paisley jumped over from the other room's balcony.  

“Key pad hidden in the wall in the master suite. Anything?” Cassandra asks Breccan. 

“Hmm, probably not. Unless you have all the codes they will be of no use. Most likely just controls the house, but the right code may open other secret areas. Does he have an office?” Breccan states. 

“Yeah. That’s the last stop.” Cassandra ansers. Paisley enters a code and the keypad lights up green two times with a beep.  

“Sounds like the right code?” Breccan listens carefully. 

“The only one of interest says office safe.” Paisley is waving a flimsy notebook to Cassandra. The two head to the office. Paisley opens a page in the book with the layout of the room showing it to Cassandra. Cassandra sprays mist into the room after the door was opened. “Looks like the lasers only deactivate from a fingerprint scan.” 

Cassandra runs back to the master suite and acquires a fingerprints from the toilet handle. She returns with it in a piece of tape around her finger. Hovering it as close as possible to the scanner, it accepts it. The lasers deactivate and lights turn on. There is a desk in the center of the room with a computer. One of the book cases pops off some hinges. Cassandra slides it over to find a large walk in safe. Paisley sits at the computer with no password to log in. But, she does see a number etched into the pencil holder. 

“36.” Paisley says allowed.  

Cassandra looks around the room. She sees a trophy case all for Mr. Unill. However, one is for a woman in the year 1957. “57.” She walks around the room some more. She finds an old journal belonging to his father with the number 11 on the last page. “11…” 

“Can it be that simple?” Paisley asks. It doesn’t like there is any system for a wrong code. It’s an old fashioned dial lock.  

“I will find out.” Cassandra takes out both ear buds and puts in a special hearing aid. She listens to the dial. She turns the dial left, “11.” She turns it right past 11, “36” and then left all the way to 57. “57!” The lock opens and Cassandra begins to turn the large handle counter clockwise until it does not no more. The door is opened. She stops looking at a two person key lock. Spraying more mist, more lasers are present. A heavy machine gun is mounted on the ceiling at the end. “Guess I will have to do this the old fashioned way.” Cassandra puts on some special sunglasses allowing her to see the lasers. “Suppose that brief case in the center has anything useful? Been a long time since I played twister.” She begins to crawl under some lasers. Standing up carefully, she steps sideways between some. She limbos under on, steps over another, and then dives through a bunch to the safe zone. She grabs the breifcase. Her eye catches something. A platinum pendant of a wolf howling with the moon behind it. She picks it up and thinks about Callager. It is his. She finds some of his items in a box in there. The lasers turn off from Paisley punching the wall with her EMP glove.  

“I don’t know why I didn’t think of that before.” Paisley hurries in and looks as Cassandra staring at the pendant. She rubs her back. “Don’t worry. He’s fine. He’s like you and can tough it through anything.” She begins to search the rest of the safe. 

“Yeah. But, he's also not like me and sometimes doesn’t think ahead or of enough outcomes.” She places the pendent into her pocket and loads some of his gear onto her being.  

“There was an entrance to the dock here in the basement. Jet skis. I didn’t see the dock on the cameras at all.” Paisley says as her jaw drops. “look!” She shows photos of Cassandra and the team on every mission related to Dr. Kriegar's research. She also finds many of Jeremy Kore.  

“Hexagon! Bring a boat. I will see up a coordinate. There is a hidden dock below. The cameras are all disabled. But, doesn’t  mean there aren’t men out there.” Cassandra calls Thomas. 

“Just cause you guys are the night owls, doesn’t mean I can’t stay up! We're on our way!” Ian had leaned into Thomas’s mic. Paisley and Cassandra begins leading things into water proof bags or sealing boxes with rubber foam to waterproof them. When the boat was below the balcony, they tossed nearly all the contents of the safe overboard. Even most of his treasures, money, and other valuable items. They head back to their boat and unload it all before the sun began to rise. Breccan hands a stack of photos to Cassandra. She looks over them to see Agent #755 is on a ship and he did trace her devices to that location. 

Chapter 22/23 

Yo ho, yo ho  

“Fuck you Monica! What is this? Petty jealousy! You’re not my type. I like crazy broads, but not like this! Or short hair!” Callager begins to shout and spit blood from Agent #755 slicing him with a knife. 

“Please! I'm over that! I just want her to suffer as I have all these years. Always watching her succeed and still gain praise with Dr. Kore escaping! I want the formula for chemical C!” She smacks him. 

“I ain’t not chemist. I don’t have it! You’re a traitor! Traitors always get what’s coming to them!” Callager answers. “If you’re going to kill me, just fuckin do it already! I'm sick of this torture shit! What’s it been? A month?” 

“No. But…” She points the bloody knife in his face and stands on her tip toes leaning into his face. “You’re a weakness! Romantically or family, no matter what you call it, she will come to me as we have planned. For you...” She shakes blood off into his face from the knife and exits the room.  

“Ahhggg!” Callager shouts and struggles. The restraints around his hands pull him higher off the ground as the ones around his ankles pull down. It stop stretching him and he starts to laugh with sweat and blood dripping off him. Monica is in a room with a two way mirror looking at him. She hits a button that starts to electrocute him. He shakes and grumbles. When he passes out, she stops holding the button down.  

“Just leave him be for now.” She exits and walks down passageway of the ship. She climbs a ladder to the deck. Above, men are signaling a landing zone for the chopper. Mr. Unill exits in his bath robe and pajammy jams. “Glad your safe!” Monica rushes to him and hugs him greatly. The chopper powers down. Mr. Unill places his arm around Monica’s shoulders as they walk off. 

“You are the best here! But, I would not expect less from my own kin.” Mr. Unill states. 

“Thanks daddy! Everything great about me, I get from you!” Monica responds. 

“And your mother! If only she was still here…” Mr. Unill stopped and removes his arm around her. He presses a button for a special ramp to lower into the passages. He turns and hugs Monica rubbing her back. “Get some sleep.” He leans back grabbing her shoulders and looking into her eyes. “You look tired and will need to be at your best soon. I know I am heading straight back to bed.” Mr. Unill walks down the ramp to his room aboard the boat. 

“Yes, daddy.” Monica responds. She watches her father walk down the ramp and press the button for it to return to deck flooring. 

“Mam!” A soldier runs up. He stops and salutes her. “We have traced the SixFits ship on the other side of this island. What are our orders? I did not think any other group was here. Think they are behind the Wolf Howlers disappearance? Treason is punishable by death in any mission ranked over 5 stars. This is…” 

“Nothing!” She interrupts. She pulls out her handgun and points it at the forehead of rhe soldier. “I am in charge here. I’m aware of the SixFits presence. They started this mission under their own private contract with the facility here on the island. They just connected with us a few hours ago. Your orders come from me! You do as I say, when I say, and your men follow me! Is that clear!” 

“Yes mam!” The soldier responds. 

Monica lowers her gun, “This mission started at level 7, but I’m bumping it up to a 10. That means, certain rules change. But, the highest ranking person here is in charge. I may not be a soldier, but as Agent #755 my credentials surpass all your silly ranks and medals. Get back to your post!” She turns around and starts to walk away, “next time radio me! And only if were under attack or infiltrated.” 

****** 

Cassandra is watching through her spyglass across the ocean as they take the boat, loot, and evidence back to their ship. She begins looking around swiftly. Ian taps her on the shoulder and she elbows him fast turning around. Stopping, she relaxes and rubs where she made impact. 

“Sorry. Do we have a spotlight on this?” Cassandra speaks. 

“For what?” Ian asks. 

“There are some hand held ones in the storage below the deck by the engine.” Thomas responds. Paisley looks between her feet as she sits and pulls her legs up for the compartment to be opened.  

Ian aims a light with Cassandra and Paisley. “Just looks like a school of fish.” Ian states. 

“Stop the boat! Now!” Cassandra yells and takes the harpoon gun. Paisley arms her hand guns and Ian grabs his machine gun and continues to aim with the spot light. Thomas grabs two of the spot lights and attaches them to the side of the boat toward the school of fish.  

“Why did they stop when we stopped?” Paisley is looking around toward darkness on the other side of the boat. She hears a splash and they all aim their weapons toward it. Cassandra swings the harpoon around behind her back toward the school of fish. 

“Safety in numbers…” Cassandra spins the harpoon around facing the front of the boat and a splash is hear behind the boat again. The others all aim behind her toward the back of the boat as she remained facing forward. “How many harpoon shots do I have and quickly can this be reloaded?” Cassandra whispers. 

“6 shots in that barrel. If you detach them, I can have it reloaded in seconds. They just slide in. But, we only have 2 reloads. You can use the numbered buttons to choose what to detach. We put in the stronger tethered rope like you asked.” Thomas moves to the center of the boat and everyone flinches from multiple splashes this time. He pulls out a regular harpoon gun from below. “Here.” He sets it on the bench below Ian. “This still has the chain attached to it. Only two shots. I don’t recommend anything larger than a great white. Definitely not two! But, I may be able to strain it with the engine. We never finished testing the new one since the last time we went fishing.” Thomas begins to attach two more lights on the side of the boat. Ian hits the high beams for the front. As he did this a cephalopod fin smacks the front of the boat titling it. Water splash all over.  

“Lobtailing! Port down! Now!” Cassandra shouts and aims starboard. The fin hits the front again, it is unfamiliar to what it is. This time Cassandra spun her gun around fast port and fired a harpoon directly into the mouth of a Sharkfelion diving into the boat. It goes through its  mouth, the brain, and out the back of its spine. It hits the side of the boat and splashes into the water. Cassandra hits a button to lock the tether from reeling too deep. The harpoon gun rotates a few inches to the next shot. “Brace yourself!” The boat begins to rock. Thomas stumbles and manages to attach the last two spotlights on the back of the boat. He presses a button on the harpoon gun for a light and laser to show. 

“You have 6 missiles! 3 in the front and 3 in the back. Laser guided, heat sensitive!” The boat stops rocking and she fires a missile from the back and it impacts another diving up from behind her and she fires a 2nd harpoon at one diving from the front. “Get ready! Fire at will!” She turns around and aims her hand guns toward the back of the boat. The water starts to bubble and the school of fish surround them. 

“Damn fish! What the hell are they doing!” Ian shouts. 

“Safety in numbers! We took our three predators! Rules of nature… I'm the alpha!” Cassandra begins firing her gun. The other begin to aid her as many tentacles begin to surface and attempt to strike and grab. “Man your stations!” Soon all four sides of the boat are over whelmed with tentacles of all sized and lengths. The boat is rocking everyway. Paisley is grabbed and shrieks. Ian swings his machete and frees her. Cassandra stabs her K-bar into one that grabs her ankle. They hear multiple wailing screeching sounds and the water dies down some. Just the school of fish is churning the water. A large shark like mouth leaps out of the water on the starboard side. It has one of the dead creatures in its mouth. Cassandra quickly detaches both harpoons and Thomas loads two new one onto the gun.  

“Thar she blows!” Ian shouts watching a 20ft long sharkfelion leap out of the water. It has tentacles all around its neck resembling the look of a male lion. Many are bleeding or missing it’s ends. It has two from limbs with web hands on the front part. Three different sized dorsal fins on its spine with small spikes between them and going all the way down its tail that stretches another 10 feet beyond its body. The entire bottom smooth with no fins at all. The sides have more larger spikes in a few places and many oral arms.  

“Do not touch the jellyfish part! How much voltage with knock out boat out!” Cassandra shouts. She fires her gun port as two more leap out. One lands in the boat, a third of the size of the other. It’s oral arms hit Thomas and he is electrocuted. Cassandra fires the harpoon and releases it. Ian grabs the tether and tosses it overboard. “We need to move! Now!” Thomas is still in shock and Paisley takes the wheel. She floors it.” They boat moves just in time as the alpha chomped the back of the boat. Cassandra tosses a grenade into its mouth to keep it back. The smaller ones are diving in and out of the water like dolphins beside the boat. “Hick, hull now! Chains!” Cassandra fires 5 more harpoons. 3 make impact and 2 are dragging undead creatures. Thomas manages to stand and load the remaining 4 harpoons. Ian tosses another grenade into the alpha as it attempts to chomp the boat. All the creatures dive down and wail below the surface. “Stop!” They hear a hissing type sound. “Shut it off! Shut it all off! Do not touch the boat!” Casandra steps away from the harpoon gun and everyone stands back to back in the center. The entire boat is electrocuted. All the lights burst and the engine blows. As soon as the electricity stops, Thomas detaches the motor from the back. He returns to the front of the boat. “Moving would be helpful right now!” Ian, and Cassandra toss grenades into the creatures mouth. The boom causes the boat to move some. Thomas is fiddling with all sorts of controls. Two small engines pop out the hull and drop into the water. The alpha bumps the back corner of the boat and one of the new engines brakes off. The boat starts to go in a circle. “Chain!” Cassandra lands a harpoon into one of its limbs and lets the line run. The creature turns around and Ian fires a chain into its back. It wails and dives down. 

“Not a good idea with no engine!” Thomas attempts to control the wobbling boat from the creature and one engine. Cassandra fires the 3 of the missiles into the creature. It is bleeding much, but becomes very angered. The tether breaks from the harpoon and Cassandra fires two more at others who landed on board. “If it dives, release everything! Or we will go under too!” The last engine blows from overload. Everything become silent and still. 

The tentacles begin attacking again. They all end up back to back swinging machetes blindly due to not much light off their weapons and suits. The water becomes violent from the alpha surfacing. Cassandra fires the remaining missiles just as it surfaced. It cringed and Ian fires the 2nd chain into it. They all grabbed the chains in hope to stop the creature from diving. It begins to slide through their hands. It starts to charge up and they all dropped the chains to avoid electrocution.  

“It’s diving!” Thomas shouts and rushes to the release button of the chains. It is not working and he rushes through a tool box to find a screw driver. The rolls is reeling out fast. Ian points at Cassandra as a laser hits her chest. They all dive down and two harpoons are launched into rings at the front sides of the boat. They open and grapple in place. Multiple large spotlights cover the entire area and the boat begins to be pulled. Thomas begins to re screw the screws back into the chain. Ian begins to manually crank one of the chains. Thomas shoves the screw driver to Paisley to finish up as he starts to crank the other chain. Cassandra fires the remaining tethers into the squishy tentacles of the alpha. The creature is pulled to surface. Everyone begins firing. The other Sixfits were on board the main boat and showed up just in time! Ronan loads a rocket and launches it! The creature wails and the smaller boat is pulled under water. Cassandra grabs Paisley’s hand and Ian grabs Thomas’s leg and they fly into the air as the boat was hit from below back above the water. Another rocket is launched. The creature has suffered major damage. Cassandra grabs Ian’s machete and her own. She runs and leaps onto the back of the creature. Ducking and twisting, to avoid any tentacles or oral arma, she stabs a machete through the back of the sharkfelion. It tilts its head up and while stretching its remaining tentacles out with a loud screech. Cassandra places her ear buds in and climbs. She stabs the other machete into the creature and it starts to quiver. In seconds, the creature splashed dead floating above the water. She is hit with a life saver and then a second one. She smiles and looks at her team cheering! 

Chapter 23/24 

Negotiations  

Cassandra climbs up a ladder on the side of the boat and is quickly helped on deck by her team. She places a shoulder on Seasha, “We need fuses on the boats. More or better ones.” Seasha nods. Looking at the time, Cassandra stops her timer. “Mission #378, end time 5:28 a.m. Nearly 3½ hours.” 

“What do we do now?” Violet ask.  

Cassandra was walking and turns around looking at her team. They are all eager and willing! She half smiles and half grins. “I need a shower. Climbing the tentacles were… slimy. I suppose, dissect one of the creatures, prep for war. Absolute, instrumental, and agonistic. Read over data we found, from #1218, and see if we can tap into anything.” She begins to walk away. Stopping and turning around, “Oh!” She wags her finger, “Monica is here. Avoid all contact and keep our mainframe up an running. I want a lookout scanning the area at all times or on the cameras.” She walks away in the sunrise and everyone begins to move about. Over the radio Cassandra suggests, “Digit, you can rest. If you want. I'm shutting down my radios.” 

Rachel, Thomas, and Seasha pull the smaller boat on board and begin replacing and resorting broke parts. Violet, Ian, Candlelight, and Ronan begin pulling the alpha sharkfelion on deck too. They only drape it’s head over the edge and leave the remaining in the ocean. Ian also pulls in one of the smaller ones fully to the deck.  

Breccan gets woozy watching Candlelight slice open the head of the alpha. “I'm guna go man the cameras.” 

“I'll do a quick sweep of the equipment. It should all be ready from last night.” Ian says. “I’ll see what’s going through the military channels too.” 

Some time passes and the sky is blue. A school of dolphins can be seen approaching. “Starboard! Get a look at that! Suspect the ocean is safe now? That one group of fish hasn’t gone no where since last night.” Breccan speaks over the loudspeakers. Everyone looks and watches the dolphins approach. They divide and go around the boat very closely.  

Some more time passes. “Yes! Finally!” Seasha shouts and Ian rushes over.  

“Damn! It’s fried!” Ian shouts. Looking at a micro chip from inside a small metal device.  

Seasha grabs the chip out of his hand, “this is almost like a military grade chip! I've never seen one like this in person! Some crude schematics, but not a real one. If only it wasn’t fried!” She begins to examine it under a magnifying glass. 

“Why didn’t the boat explode from the electrocution?” Ian asks. 

Rachel rolls out from under the boat and stands up, “All the fuel lines are encased to prevent that. Just like a plane. We never figured anything with enough volts would fry the entire electrical system. We put in a back up encase if it was ever struck by lightning. But the odds of that are rare when in the water and if its on land, that is what the rod at the front of the boat should attract the strike too.” 

Thomas stands up from inside the boat wiping grease off his hands, “Yeah. Next time, we can’t right now, we will either triple case them with the same rubber used on our boots and garments. We sprayed the bottom of the other boat, but we don’t know how long it will last in the ocean or affect its movement.” 

“I can’t do anything with the smaller ones. They all seem to be deactivated for to long. It’s almost as if the metal began to start disintegrating being inside them.” Seasha is holding up a smaller chip with tweezers under the magnifying glass. 

“It’s odd that the water ones don’t have the immobile gland, but everything seems mostly the same. It does have a larger electric gland and a very complex nervous system. If you asked me, these are still younglings. An adult alpha may actually become the size of a blue whale.” Candlelight says. 

“If you ask me, I think a pack of these could of easily took on Megalodon and a Liopleurodon at the same time! Fuck this! If we hadn’t shown up when we did!” Ronan shouts while looking at the de brained alpha, “We got lucky…” 

“That’s also why I don’t like any of you going out without the new gear. I don’t care if she’s in charge, or if it was a stealth operation, we barely arrived in time.” Breccan complained. 

“You’re right!” Cassandra shouts as she leans on the wall beside the hatch into the large area where everyone is. “I'm sorry! I almost got half the team killed!” She crosses her arms and looks down shaking her head, “I…I knew what to expect with them, but was over confident.” 

Violet runs over and leans on the wall next to her. She places her hands on her knees as she leans down looking over at Cassandra, “I read the files and these were not in control of an alpha that large. Without you, they would of all been killed in seconds.” 

Cassandra looks at Violet and smiles, “yeah…” She stands up and starts to walk. “The Wolf Howlers…” 

“It’s almost 10. Where are you going to take the call? I can guarantee our lines are secured, but I can’t assure theirs.” Breccan says. 

“I figured that. I’ll take it in the bridge. Ian, Vi!” Cassandra whistles and points to fingers over he shoulder, “with me!” she turns around and the two follow. Inside the brig Cassandra opens a phone line and turns on the camera. She stands and the glass behind her projects her face. In minutes, a call is incoming. Ian and Violet stand off to the side just outside of the cameras view. A man appears on the window above the dash of the brig. 

“Cassandra! This is General Alvaro Oreodoxa!” He salutes and Cassandra nods at him. “I'm honoured to meet you. Your reputation is know vast around the world. Yet, I hate to rage war against you for intervening with Mr. Unill’s facility.” Alvaro states. 

“Tell me what is your conflict against him. I was not informed of tour disputes in any many. My team simply tested their system yesterday. As of right now… well, that can wait. Answer my question!” Cassandra demands. 

“Feisty!” Alvaro shakes his head off, “Anyone other than yourself, I would not take such a demand in that manner. If you must know, we have made multiple attempts to acquire about the facility research, business, and purpose. For a few months now, the oceans have been dangerous. Don’t laugh, but a monster lurks these waters! Many believe the Craken or Loch Ness…” Cassandra smiles and steps forth, tapping some buttons she pulls up photos of the alpha Sharkfelion. The 1st is of her final blow into it’s brain, while the rest are her team being amusing with them. 

“This is an alpha Sharkfelion! As you can see it is dead. I like to believe we got em all, but I can not guarantee that conclusion.” Cassandra steps back into the frame in front of the photos behind her, she leans into the camera, “What I can guarantee, is the SixFits do not tolerate this! This is from that facility and no matter what, we plan to annihilate every creature made by humans!” 

“Wait!” Alvaro sits down in a chair with a puzzled look, “more than these things exists!” 

“As far as we know, the aquatic Sharkfelions, the land Repfelines, and for fast answer Thob bugs!” Cassandra answers and stands up. 

“I know of these bugs you speak! Now, you tell me…” He stands up and turns around with his hands behind his back, “why tell me this? Why place yourself in a position to betray your current employer?” 

Cassandra laughs and places her head into her hand. Looking up, “that isn’t going to work with me. Before I continue, I must point out our Mexican Standoff!” She pulls out her handguns aiming one at Violet and the other at Ian. The three aim at one another and start to walk around in a circle. “Your evading asking something. Maybe I should just answer it. The way I see it right now…” They all stop walking. Cassandra is back facing the camera looking directly between Ian and Violet. “No matter the situation, I will take it head on!” She glares as Violet and then raises an eyebrow to Ian. “Yesterday was just warm up for us. You say you know of me.” They all relax and face the camera. Cassandra crosses her arms, “If you really know me, you know already.” 

Alvaro sighs and smiles leaning into the camera. “I like you. You have style. You're fierce!” He sits down and snaps his fingers, and a stack of files is handed to him. “But, I'm no push over nor am I going to be made a fool. If I said… Monica…” He pulls out a phot and in a second a bullet s fired into the glass of the brig. It lodges into the glass where her forehead was. “I see… actions speak louder than words.” 

“Hello, Monica…” Cassandra speaks. 

“Well good morning Agent #986! Why is it you still don’t trust us! We could do so much together with your teams technology. I can see General Oreodoxa.” Monica says, “but, not you?” 

“Trap!” Alvaro shouts while standing up slamming the table in front of him. 

“Agent #755! Why is it of a concern for you? This mission was not under the agency and a private calling of my personal Sixfits. In fact, I have yet to receive anything from headquarters except your phone calls. For some reason, it appears as if all our lines are blocked for any sort of communication or to be redirected to your personal line…” 

“Well…” Monica begins to speak. 

“Look outside! We’re done here!” Cassandra ends the calls. Both Monica and Alvaro find drones on their ships.  

“It’s just like you said!” Violet shouts and shows information on a tablet to Cassandra. 

“Mr. Oreodoxa!” The drone projects an image of Cassandra. “What is your choice?” He picks up a couple envelopes and hands them to the drone. He puts a finger over his lips in a shushing quiet gesture. Cassandra yells mono tone like, “All right! If that is how you want it! Oh no!” She hits a button that detaches part of the drone to drop to the deck of the ship. It starts to count down from 6 and the drone flies off, as Cassandra smiles and gives a thumbs up on the screen. As it hit two, the bomb leaped into the air. It exploded and all the electrical devices stopped working. The drone drops a cell phone and flies off fast. It rings and Alvaro answers it. “All your electronics are scrambled for the next 30 minutes. Anything more than 60 miles away can not tap in, except us. Should be enough time to ready your men.” 

“You have 1 hour to respond to my proposition I just sent! That bitch is going to pay! When she showed her face, we tracked it to the same caller who threatened my men!” Alvaro speaks  

“I'm in search of friends too! 1 hour!” Cassandra hangs up.  

“Fuck!” Monica knocks a bunch of items off a desk. “It will be another 30 minutes before we can tap back in! There stupid fucking EMP scramble bombs! Ahg!” 

“Calm down darling.” Mr. Unill walks in with a copy of the contract Cassandra had signed delivered by the drone. Highlighted were multiple statements if her fulfilling her duties. “Everything is falling into place perfectly.” 

Cassandra opens the files from the general. “Wow!” She is surprised. She passes a sheet of paper along to be passed around to the others. 

“Are these really?” Paisley asks. 

“I'm on board! Fuck this sickos and psychopaths!” Ronan says. 

“We can do it! Nothing we haven’t handled before.” Candlelight adds in. 

“Yeah. I didn’t expect the general to side with us so easily.” Cassandra agrees. 

“We should send them a gift!” Rachel says. 

“Yeah… we should send him…” Thomas begins to say. 

“A nice Sixfits welcoming basket!” Cassandra smiles and looks up from a report at her team gathered in a circle.  

The phone rings and the general answers. “Exactly an hour!” 

“This line is secure. We accept the plan presented to us. Also, if you look at your empty dock.” Cassandra says and a mini sub rises up from the ocean. “We brought you some gifts.  

“Sir!” One of his soldiers shouts handing him a beaker of a clear bubbling chemical. 

The general holds it high above his head looking into it, “Chemical White?” 

“No, Chemical Clear. My own creation. I have been hunting down Jeremey Kore for nearly a decade. It’s my fault he escaped to continue Dr. Kreigar's research. Me and… someone not on my team.” Cassandra tells him. “it counteracts the effects of any of the other chemicals, even brown.” 

“Callager.” The general speaks. 

“What!” Cassandra shouts. 

“He is on Monica’s ship. I have a few men undercover aboard as employees from the facility.” He answers. “My men will all take shelter when the attack begins. Do not hesitate. You can look up that entire list I am sending in if you want.” 

“Already done. No one will get out alive. Consider this my personal handshake. Perhaps we shall have drinks when this is all done.” Cassandra hangs up. To her team, “Get ready! We head to shore in an hour.” 

Chapter 25 

Ready for battle 

All of the Sixfits dress in white and grey camouflage under their gear. This time they have on bullet proof vests. They all gather on deck. Everyone has there own personalities showing from a facial expression, arm or leg stances, and their clothing differences. Cassandra looks at them all.  

“Brains! You’re at home base for this being eyes behind our heads and a voice leading us around. Lock yourselves in and do not leave for any circumstances. Team wheels, both of you are staying out of the field directly. I can’t risk loosing anyone not experienced enough in this sort of thing. We will each be clearing out sections solo, unless the situation requires otherwise. We're going in by boat. Complements of the facility itself. If it’s not already out there now, it will be soon. I expect they think they can keep us from leaving freely.” She stops pacing and holds her hands open facing the ceilings out to the sides just past her hips with the legs apart slightly, “Have we ever been marooned before?” 

“Nope!” The team all answers and shakes their heads. 

“Are we not guilty of requisitioning anything of use to us in a needs basis of a mission?” Cassandra asks. 

“Nope!” They aanswers. 

Cassandra giggles some, “Are we one B-A team!” 

“Fuck yeah!” Some shouts  

“Damn straight!” 

“Ahouh!”  

“Do we ever let anyone lead us?” Cassandra turns the side and cups her ear. 

“Nope!” 

“I don’t know about ya'll, but I'm ready to send those creeps and bozos where they belong!” Cassandra rotates a barrel on her magnum revolver counterclockwise. 

“Yeah!” 

“Let’s do this!” Ian shouts and begins to run.  

Cassandra grabs his forearm, “wait! Gram you and Gon escort the brains and help them out for a special task. Everyone else, come here.” She looks at her watch and starts a timer, “Mission #379 begins now. Soldiers! Hands in!” They all pule their hands on top of one another. 

At the same time they shouts, “We’re the Sixfits! A bunch of misfits, who won’t split, mean hits and kicks, always at our wits, and put people in pits! Hooah!” They brake and all exit. They all climb on deck and walk slowly to the stern in a straight line. Cassandra puts on her sunglasses at the end wearing a turtle neck with a long sleeve on the right arm only and women cargo type pants that zip off into capris or shorts. To her left is Violet who flips her hair, wearing shorts and a tank top. Ronan grabs his suspenders, under his vest by the shoulders and bites his lip tilting his head back in a T-shirt and long cargo pants. Paisley walks slightly turned with her right leg forward having pouches all down her leg over a skin tight pant leg, the left leg is shorts, and her top is long sleeve V neck. Candlelight squints her eyes pouting her lips looking down slightly in a tube top and capri cargo pants. Ian is at the other end with a tooth pick in his mouth in a shirt with ¾ sleeves and male cargo pants that zip off into shorts.  

Cassandra smirks staring directly at Monica who is standing and waiting for them. They all board a boat and head to shore. On the way the Sixfits all load up on ammo. Monica doesn’t break her stare at Cassandra. “Think this is really guna be enough? It’s a fucking Military attack!” 

“No. But, we have arrangements for more and the facility has plenty of ammo to share. We were never told we couldn’t make use of what was lying around.” Cassandra smiles at Monica. “where’s your gear? Your team? As far as headquarters told me, you’re on vacation! Shouldn’t you been tanning on the beach somewhere?” 

“I have men situated around. But, we do not want to interfere with another government directly. We’re here based on the rainbow chemicals.” Monica snoodily speaks. 

“Of course. I wonder what happens when you get the formulas here you don’t have?” Cassandra lowers a monocle over her sunglasses that increases her vision. She looks at the facility’s main entrance closely.  

“Yep, that is a whole new system! But, common in the black market. It will be easy for my to find the codes when you link me in.” Breccan speaks into Cassandra’s ear piece looking at a monitor viewing her monocle and other assorted cameras on her person.  

“Yeah, if the codes are found, I will send them to tour devices and all doors should be easily controlled from your universal remotes. Who knows what else. Simple, point and click.” Seasha tells everyone. “Not sure about the underground area, but that’s not our focus today.” 

The boat docks and everyone unloads, “Okay! Sixfits!” Cassandra shouts. She turns around looking at her soldiers in formation. “Numeral and Hicks, you take the west side any hall any floor. Radios said they will be dropping in from the exterior windows on that side. Most of them we shot out yesterday. Go! Knave, I want you to take the east side and handle the exposed side. Quin, you’re guna cover the main entrance here. Digit, take the center and use your skills!”  

“What about you?” Monica asks.  

Cassandra turns around, “Well, that depends. Where will you be during all this? Your men?”  

“My men are in vital areas needing protecting. That was not protocol to empty their tanks. Mostly they are guarding entrances to the main labs Underground. Some place your team does not need to be. As for myself…” Monica turns around and looks up at the tallest point of the facility where Mr. Unill’s office is. “I will be a personal body guard for Mr. Unill. You have no need to be anywhere in the tower. Dismissed!” She walks away. Cassandra leans forward and snags a loose hair off the back of her suit jacket. It is placed into a small vial and placed into one of Cassandra’s pockets. 

“I have a hunch why…” Cassandra speaks to herself quietly.  

Chapter 26 

Antagonism 

“You all know the deal. You survive this and you go free. Any attempt to run will result in immediate annihilation. Same goes with attempting to remove the transplants placed within you. Go in, shoot anyone and survive until evacuation after the facility is cleared. Got it? Good!” General Alvaro Oreodoxa is standing in front of a couple hundred men in unanimous army attire. Each one has a number tattooed on their arm with a coloured wrist band. “Alright! Blue to the ships, red to the choppers, and green to the planes! Go, go, go! The rest of you…” He returns to pacing. “Your crimes were not as sever. You all are more likely to come out alive. Orange… your orders are to infiltrate the basement. Yellow, I want you to take the tower. I want Mr. Unill’s head! I also want access to all their research! If you succeed, you will be rewarded.” 

****** 

“How soon can we test our latest creation?” Monica speaks while watching monitors of the security with her father in his office. 

“We need to release it at the appropriate time. Initiate the bug call as soon these two reload.” Mr. Unill uses a laser pointer to select Violet and Ian. He checks his pocket watch. The time is 2:38 p.m. “It will begin soon…”  

“What is she doing?” Monica asks under her breath watching Cassandra enter a bathroom.  

There are no cameras inside the bathroom. She pulls off the vent and empties a jar full of small looking marbles. They begin to roll all over the place and down the vent. Each one breaks a part into many Micro robots. Each equipped with a tiny camera and wings. They fly through the vent as a swarm. Each opening one or two would exit the vent, easily being so small, to set up as cameras inside the room. Footage is being transmitted directly to Seasha and Breccan. 

“How long until we have eyes everywhere? Was there enough?” Cassandra asks as she checks the time and replaces the vent cover.  

“If you can find a thermostat, sooner than 5 mins. More without. We'll see.” Seasha responds. “I can send you more if we need it.” 

Ronan enters the conservatory. A bunch of monkeys rile up from his appearance. He screams at them and fires a couple bullets to scare them off. The barrel stops at the entrance and looks back at him. She runs froth screaming after them until outside. He looks into the jungle noticing half the monkeys went one direction and the other went another. He puts on his soundproof war buds fast and pulls put a small phob. He holds down a button and all the monkeys begin to chatter and scream. Some fall out of the trees. As he looks around and up the entire area is surrounded by monkeys. Ronan smiles and wlaks back into the building. None follow him back inside. He removes his ear buds to here somone talking. Taking cover he looks in. Callager is exiting a pod of some sort from the pond. He appears to be in a daze of some sort. He gets a live feed of this to the ship and sent to Cassandra. Everyone is confused. Jeremey Kore exits the pod too! 

“Do not engage! Stick to your assigned area. Tag them and I will follow!” Cassandra orders. Ronan shoots a small tracker on the bottom lab coat of Dr. Kore. As he flung a second one to Callager he moves. Ronan flinches some as the tracker hits the inside of his ear instead of the hat he aimed for. “That’s… not normal. He should of reacted to that. What did they do to him?” 

“We know where the other entrance to the under port are now. Think our door clearances will open the doors we couldn’t in our drone dives?” Ronan asks. 

“Don’t know, but Kore will tell me. 5 minutes everyone, battle stations.” Cassandra says. Ronan hears choppers approaching the facility. He sets up trip wires all over the place and climbs one of the trees.  

“Two choppers and a plane is circling the island. There is a ship on the eastern shore and another in the west by the mansion.” Breccan tells everyone. As soon as 3 p.m. struck, the ship in the east deploys its soldiers. 

“Hold your fire on the ship and let them enter the building.” Cassandra says as she follows the trackers.  

“Parachutes are landing all over the place, more on the west side. The choppers are descending….now!” Seasha shouts.  

“Almost to their mainframe.” Paisley says as she crawls through the vents. A few of the micro bots show up and help lead her.  

Violet and Ian begin fire on soldiers repelling down from the choppers. This part of the bu3has 5 floors. Most of them are entering the building from the unmanned floors. Quick and easy kill shots take out a couple dozen men. As soon as Ian reloaded, Monica radioed someone in the facility. “Active the bug call!” They press a button and an unusual device exits from the roof of the building with multiple loud speakers attached to it.  

Cassandra slides to stop on the floor hearing the radio transmission. She stops her pursuit of Kore and Callager. She finds the nearest stairwell and grapples up them fast. “Don’t tell me it’s what I think it is…” Cassandra climbs out onto the roof. Ronan begins to take out some soldiers slowly entering from the exposed part of the facility. She spots men on the rooftop and tosses a grenade. Right as it explodes, Cassandra climbs on the roof and runs to cover. She watches over the jungle as a swarm of Thobs excel to the facility. “Everyone push center and avoid all exterior windows and doors!” Cassandra jumps off the roof and grapples the outside of the building. Swinging herself toward a window, she smashes through it as some thobs attempt to sting or pinch her. She lands hard on her stomach and rolls over firing her hand guns at the bugs. All the doors lock in the building and she stands to be trapped in this room. “Doors! Now!” She fires at more bugs and dodges them. She maneuvers with her back against the wall to the other side. Her clips empty and she pulls out one of her submachine guns in one hand and her gadget gun in the other. Just before her cartridge ended, she ducks and fires acid into one of the vents. Both her guns are sheathed. She pulls out her other sub machine gun and her machete and slices through the bugs swarming in. When she reaches the vent, she fires her gun back and forth to push the bugs back. She enters the vent and two of the bugs get stuck attempting to enter at the same time. She kicks them both out and crawls fast. The rest went about attacking anything in sight leaving her alone.  

Ian and Violet find themselves in the stair well back to back attacking both men and bugs. “Should we go up? Or down?” Ian asks the brains. 

“Bugs or men?” Seasha asks. 

“Men!” They simotansioulsy shout. 

“Down!” The brains shout simotansioulsy. 

“Okay, I’ve bugged all the mainframe. What now?” Paisley asks. She searches the men she knocked out inside the mainframe. They were not of soldiers or mercenaries of any sort. 

“How did she get in there! We sealed all the vents with crates!” Mr. Unill shouts. 

“Corrosive acid…” Monica answers. 

Candlelight finds herself easily taking out multiple men at a time who are storming through the front door. “Quin! You have back up, in 6-5-4-3-2-1!” Seasha says. The turrets in the lobby all activate and begin to take out the me. “Nobody enter the loby!” 

“Thanks! I'm heading in! Can you tell me where the closest armoury is?” Candlelight asks. 

Cassandra crawls to the mainframe and exots the vent. She and Paisley aim guns at one another. The door opens to the room and both begin to fire immediately at two men in power armour suits. Both take cover behind mainframes. They look across an open isle at one another. Paisley makes an upside down peace sign over open palm to simulate walking. She points to herself and smack her hand and points to Cassandra and punches her other hand over the other hands palm and then smashes her fist into the palm. Cassandra points at herself them straight ahead of her and circles it around to her shoulder. The two nod.  

Cassandra whistles as Paisley climbs on top of one of the main frames. One of the men stops just before the open intersections. Cassandra gets up and runs down the isle on the other side of the man. Paisley throws a snap firework down where she was sitting. The power armour aims fast at it as the other jumps in facing where Cassandra was. She stands in the isle behind them in front of the doors the entered and fires some bullets at random and dives to the side fast. The one man rotated his suit around and rushed forth. The other was looking around the other three isles I  The intersection. Paisley jumps and slams her EMP glove down on the suit. It powers down and falls to the ground. Paisley leans over upside down looking at the guy inside the suit. He fires his hand gun through the platic. She pulls up and uses a small hammer and slams the adze eye into one of the holes. She started to jiggle one of the plastic pieces out. Using her foot, she stomps it down and the hammer goes flying with the platic. Paisley leans down again to pull up from fires. She tosses a grenade inside and jumps back on the mainframes. Cassandra turns a corner of the room and she dives into an isle as Paisley jumps there too. The grenade goes off and they each take off fast. They take turns drawing the attention of the other suit until Paisley jumps down on it with another EMP punch. This time, she is flung into the mainframe from the guy opening the suit to get out. He fires at her and she maneuvers out of the way. He is tapped on the shoulder and turns around fast stabbung his own chest into Cassandra’s K-bar. She pulls it out and stabs him repeatedly until her fell to the ground.  

Chapter 27 

Hide and seek, tag 

“What is this! I thought we were only against the generals men!” Candlelight shouts and is running around a gym full of all sorts of equipment. Someone in a power armour suit is attacking her with some men.  

“Seems like Mr. Unill is trying to send us a message. The mission remains as is, do not hesitate to shoot and take everyone out!” Cassandra replies as she walks around the room full of computers and the facilities main frame. Examining each and every one of them as if she was looking for something in particular. 

Candlelight manages to run into a locker room. The power armour is too big to enter. So, the men go in. Candlelight had turned on all the showers to super hot, creating steam, and had placed a bandana over her mouth with some special sun glasses on. She tossed a couple smoke bombs about the place and climbed atop of some of the lockers.  

“I can’t see nothing!” A man shouts as red lasers seemed very vibrant mixed with the steam and smoke. That was all that could be seen and Candlelight smiled. Some turned off their lasers and she turned on her thermal sensing sunglasses.  

“Fuck this!” A man shouts and exits the locker room. 

Another joins him, “I'm outta here!” 

“More fun for me…” The one mutters to himself. “Bitch wants to be a bitch! I'll show her bitch!” 

Candlelight pulls out her K-bar. She tosses a coin away from where she drops down. As she expected, they all looked in the direction of the sound of falling change. Most turned around fast expecting to be attacked. She snuck up behind one and reach up around his head. Covering his mouth, she sliced his neck. She hears some move toward her and she tossed the guy at them as blood spewed out and he gasped for his last breathe. He is quickly pushed off them and one fires at random. This time she drops two coins on each side of them both turn around and are facing back to back. She is standing back atop of the lockers and kneels down. She reaches out slowly and grabs each other their heads and slams them into one another hard.  

“This is bravo team. Send in back up with thermal scanners.” The one guys says as he finds himself between the bathroom stalls and sinks. He finds the sink and kneels below touching it till he finds the exposed pipes below. 

Candlelight sneaks up behind another and slices his neck. Setting him on the ground with his feet towards the end of a run of lockers and head at the wall she bangs on the lockers with her hands as she runs down them. Fast she drops a coin between her feet and turns around fast. A guy had ran in front of her and tripped over the body on the ground. She rushes up and he turned around just as she was going to kneel on him. He fires his gun while struggling with Candlelight. She is pushed back to the floor. The guy stands up and aims his gun down. She kicked him in the nuts and grabs his gun from out of his hands while also using it to pull herself onto her feet. She uses the end of the gun to whack him along the side of his face. He wobbles some and reaches for his knife. Candlelight jabs the end of the gun between his neck and shoulder. This time is collapsed to the floor. She hears a faint splash of water behind her. Turning around and ducking she tosses her K-bar. It lands in the chest of a guy. Another grabs her from the side. She elbows him and is only grabbed more. He presses his nose against her neck and pulls her right up against her body. She jumps and kicks another guy who rushed forth in front of her. On the landing she leaned forward as much as she could. The guy bent over her and she jumps up enough to get him off the ground. At the same time, she tilted them both. The man flipped over still holding her and pulling her to the ground. She gets an arm free and the guy starts to pull her arm up from below her armpit. His legs wrap around her and flips her over. In his attempt to pin her, she gets a leg free and knees him. She gets her other arm free and socks him one in the face. He arm is re pinned down by her side and she head butts him. Her leg wraps around one of his an she twists her hip in and the guy shouts in agony. He grabs her leg trying to remove it. She grabs his shoulders and flips him to bottom. Sitting on his back she pulls his un wrapped leg up and pulls his hair back trying to make the two touch. She hears footsteps storm in. 

“Freeze!” She sees they have thermal goggles on and stands up pulling the guy in front of her as a shield. They fire and she dives out of the way intk the showers. She faces her back towars them as she squats down hugging her knees and head bend forward. She hears a group of men stop and look into the showers. “I don’t see her! Search the place!” They turn around and head down the isle of lockers. She stands up and arms her sawed off shotgun. She picks up one of the dead men. “There!” They fire and she squats again hugging her knees and head tilted out of the way. She waits for them to kick the dead body full of holes and stand up turning around firing at the group of men. Most are hit. She tosses a grenade and the rest run out of the bathroom. “Thermal…thermal… head…” The guy attempts to speak into his radio as Candlelight shushes him to death. She can see the last ma from the 1st group is waiting in one of the stalls. Stepping slowly into the area with the toilets, she stops frozen in place. She can feel a wire on her leg. She picks up one of the fallen men and tosses him while triggering the wire. The man in the stall kicks the door open and fires randomly. The smoke is receding and Candlelight whales him in the side of the face with a punch. He swings his gun at her and she ducks down coming back up with an upper cut beneath his jaw. He aims his gun at her and she kicks it upward out of his hands. With another couple kicks to his chest, he moves back as she catches the gun. Turning aroud she fires at random toward the entrance taking out some more men pouring in. The magazine is empty and she drops the gun. Dodge rolling forward she stands and rushes toward her K-bar. Grabbing the gun, the man reloads it. A guy walks in slowly and points to where only the head, ankles, and arms were visible on his thermal goggles. One walks one way and another walks another way. She is being flanked from both sides. Just then, one begins to scream and shout in agaony as his cloths and skin are disintegrating from corrosive acid from Cassandra’s tiny robot out of a vent in the ceiling. Candlelight fires her gun before the other could turn into the run of lockers. He starts to run. Out of the locker room he went.  

Candlelight, grabs some various grenades off some of the men. Out of the locker room, she tosses a grenade and the power suit fires at it to explode. She tosses a couple more and a smoke bomb. The tint robot flew out and fired a dart into the men waiting. It lands on the power armour.  

“No juice left. But, you can trace the suit with the robots location. I can be there in a few minutes.” Cassandra speaks  

“Nah. I got this!” Candlelight loads some guablo steel slugs into her rifle shot gun with a scope.  

“I knew you would, but knew the lockers were tough. You didn’t bring your close combat gear and it wasn’t supposed to be necessary. I can see how much my shock will do, but I doubt anything much.” Cassandra triggers her tiny robot to electrocute the power armour. Candlelight runs out and fires. The slugs expand and lodge into the metal. As Candlelight reloaded the suit powered back up. “I can knock out its system again soon.” 

“Enough of them could fry it’s chip. If you can get the compartment in the back open for a direct hit, definitely!” Seasha speaks to both of them.  

“Here!” Cassandra hands her remote and tablet screen for the robot to Paisley. She returns to searching the room.  

Candlelight is managing to maneuver out of the way of the power suits slow movement. Firing more expanding slugs at it, one of the arms and guns fall off. It opens rockets from the sides and fires. She dives behind a stand of weights. The hit the mirror and shatter it. Pieces begins flying and Candlelight runs out of the way as the gun shatters the rest of the mirror along the wall. Another shock knocks out the system of the suit. Quickly Candlelight rushes behind it and starts to unscrew the compartment. The suit powers up and leaps across the room near the weight. Using its one arm it begins to toss them at her. She runs and dodges. A laser targets her and she tosses an incendiary grenade at a bunch of matts. Missiles are launched at her and she runs straight through the burning flame. The missiles strike the fire and Candlelight ducks behind some benches. The suit leaps near her and she crawls under it as it looks around for her. She lays on her back and fires more expanding slugs. The other gun falls off and she spreads her legs in a V as the arms slams down. She rolls backwards and stands. The suit is shocked again. This time she gets the rest of the panel off. 

“Pull out the green wires and you can control ot with the manual lever!” Seasha shouts. Before she could grab the handle, the suit curls up and rolls. It re stands and charges at Candlelight. She runs as it chases her around the room swinging its arms. She lures it to some bars. Grabing one and leaping to another taller then a third even taller she flips herself around and launches herself in the air toward the power suit. The man inside fires his hand gun at her as she rolls in the air. Landing ontop of the suit. She bend her knees with he rfeet in the air and the guy grabs them. She grabs the control and pushes it away from her while hanging off the back. The suit moves her toward some exercise machines. She pulls it toward her and the suit runs forward. Straight to the brick wall, the guys is slammed into it and she pushes her self off the wall flipping over and keeping the suit stick against the wall and him trapped inside.  

“Stand back!” Paisley shouts and sends another shock directly into the exposed chip in the back. The entire suit powers down permanently. The guy crawls out and falls to the ground. He rolls over as Candlelight aims her hand gun at his head and fires! 

Chapter 28 

Expect the unexpected  

“Found it! Cassandra stops and kneels while staring a particular part of the main frame. “I knew it! I fucking knew it! Brains! Tell me where this feeds into. But, I think I already know.” She connects a device to it. The brains both trace it’s wiring through the facility. 

“It goes into the ocean. Must be the facility in the ocean. It’s…odd. Have you seen this before?” Breccan replies.  

“Yeah…” Cassandra stands up while dragging her fingers along the machine.  

Violet and Ian finish defending an attack from both men and thobs as they enter level one through the stair well. They find themselves in darkness. Both put on night vision cameras on top of their weapons.  

“Any chance you could send up a ammo cache?” Ian asks. Violet slowly creeps into the large room. To her she senses something.  

“There is an armory not to far from you guys. But…” Breccan replies while sending directions into their 3D maps. “Level 1?” 

“Yeah. What of it?” Ian replies. Violet finds herself near an area with couches and snack machines. On the table, she see a cup of coffee. Some water drips from a water cooler. She sticks her finger in the coffee.  

“It’s still warm…” Violet says. 

“One of the Generals teams was just through that area. It seems they headed down to the Underground area. Lucky for you, they cut the power so the elevators don’t work.” Breccan replies. “There’s something different about this team.” 

“Kore and Callager are heading that way.” Cassandra interrupts over their radio and takes of running put of the main frame room. She enters a control room where many people begin to cower as she aims her guns at them. She shakes her head and continues out of the room. “Dige, take control of the control room. Easy peasy pansies! See what they’re doing there.” Cassandra runs forth to an elevator and enters it. “Hicks! Numeral! Wait for me!” When she exits the elevator at the end of the room she sees Kore cin an elevator with Callager who smiles at her as the doors close. She runs as fast as possible to find the button to call the elevator has been disabled. “Does this elevator connect to the Underground levels?” 

“Yes! In fact, that is on the opposite side of Hicks and Numeral where I was ready to send the propelling down!” Breccan answers. 

“Good! Send them my way! I will get this door open by then!” Cassandra replies. She places a wedge to open the doors to the elevator shaft. She shoots her gadget gun up to level 1 and pulls herself up just as Violet and Ian get the doors open. She places two fingers on her fore head while winking and pointing at them. Falling fast down the shaft, extending her line out fo her gun, she hits the top of the elevator in seconds and opens the escape hatch on top of it. Ian and Violet propel down following her.  In the underground area, they find themselves in the same hall of the mixed chemicals as before. Kore and Callager can not be found. Cassandra summons Ian and Violet to her as she opens the trap door in the office they previously faced. 

“No!” Ian grabs Cassandra by her arms as Violet grabs her legs and they prevent her from jumping down it. The smash he against the wall, “Listen to me!” Ian holds her arms against the wall above her and Violet couches down hold her legs against the all off the ground. “That’s what they want!” Ian is face to face with Cassandra. “It’s not like you to fall into their schemes to easily!” Cassandra attempts to brake free. Both Ian and Violet slam her back into the wall. “Listen to me!” 

“That’s not him!” Cassandra shouts in an attempt to struggle.  

“I know!” Ian smashes her back into the wall when she attempts to remove her self. “listen to me!” Cassandra stops struggling. “The enemy of thy enemy is thy friend! But when that enemies enemy is they friend already, you must become the enemy to become thy friend!” Cassandra stare blankly into her mind remembering a memory of herself saying that to Ian oncenin the past. 

“You’re right!” Cassandra relaxes her being and drops her head looking down toward the ground. “Ian…” He and Violet release her and the two hug.  

“Trust me! I want nothing mote but to jump down there and blow holes in ever3sucker who crosses my path for Gabby!” Ian pulls away with his hand on Cassandra's shoulders leaning down into her face speaking, “I wish I could be the one who disrupts your world like this. In all these years, I never knew ypu had a weakness.” He steps away and crossed his arms, “Is agent #986,” He closed his eyes and Violet mirror reflect his motions, “the most undefeated agent and most fear person around the world by all in the black market or illegal functions really going to let her most sought enemy win!” 

“Yeah! Fuck him! This is one of the fee times we have been here by your side! He knows how to get in your head! You think the same! We're used to that! He’s not.” Violet adds in.  

“Yeah! Come on Sweet cake!” Ian opens his eyes and holds his hand out to Cassandra. “You're the alpha of all us Sixfits! Are you really going to fall today?”  

Cassandra looks down at her hand. She smiles and holds it out toward Ian while looking at him, “I’m ready to evolve passed where I am not!” The two grab hands staring at each other. “Due to my stubbornness, this may have all been avoided.” 

Violet encases her hands around both of theirs smiling with he ryes shut moving all the hand suo and down, “Due to your stubbornness, we have all evolved!” 

“Yeah!” Many shout over their radios. 

Cassandra smiles and looks off to the side blushing. “My biggest weakness is losing the ones I care about. All of you…” She looks back up at Ian and Violet, “and…” 

A bombs is tossed into the room that begins to emit Yellow gas. They all hold their breathes while placing gas masks and goggles upon their faces. Cassandra refiled her gadget gun with corrosive acid and fires it at the vent to the room. Entering it, Violet and Ian begun to fire at a group of mercenaries attempting to enter the room. Cassandra crawls out into another office and takes out many from behind using her hand guns. Her, Ian, and Violet meet up. A loud noise is heard and before Cassandra could react, a net is over her being and bolos wrap her arms and legs. A group of men had set this all up. Ian and Violet were forced to take cover from fire as Cassandra was drug down the hall fast. 

“Hello, Ms. Buittner!” One of the men is leaning down over her. 

“Even upside down you’re a sick son of a bitch!” Cassandra shouts and is kicked. “Still need others to win! You seriously think you will come out of this Dex? All of my SixFits are here! The second you let up, I may not even need them!” 

“Shut up bitch!” She is kicked again and jabbed in to shoulder by his gun. Her eyes rolls back and she lets him think she is knocked out. He lifts her over his shoulder and enters an elevator. 

“Who is that?” Ian shouts over the radio! 

“Don’t worry! Dexter Nowls. She saw his name on the list of prisoners the General sent in today in place of his own soldiers. She put him away, for life, instead of blowing holes in his brains.” Breccan answers. 

“I bet she regrets that now! Fuck! Where is she? The elevator won’t call back down!” Ian shouts tapping the call button repeatedly.  

“Did you say Dexter Nowls?” Ronan asks. 

“Yep. Your exactly who she wants to come. Everyone else is under direct orders to remain on set with your tasks at hand! Wait a minute…” Seasha is tracking their movements. Well, it seems he placed something to prevent the elevator from closing. I can see her cameras. This elevator isn’t supposed to go up! It’s not on anybof schematics!” 

“Where is she!” Ian shouts. 

“Hey! We have orders!” Violet grabs Ian’s shoulder and he turns around fast shrugging her off. She pushes him. “She'll be fine!” 

Ian sighs and relaxes, “okay…” 

“I can tell you this, he is not the sharpest tool on the shed. He will not kill her. In fact if she’s tied up, he will do what he did last time.” Ronan replies.  

“What happened last time?” Violet askes.  

“Drinks and reminiscing later!” Ronan begins to run out of the conservatory. 

“Stay where you’re at! It looks almost as if he's heading your way.” Saesha demands Ronan. He stops. “Listen!” 

“I did as you asked! You better keep your end of the bargain! Good men died I owed favours to! I'm telling you, if you un tie her, she’ll fucking kill us all!” Dex says. 

“Just meet us fast and I promise you she will be handled and you will get your reward.” Dr. Kore speaks over a radio. 

“Brains! Get a message out to the general about this. Seems he may have himself a rat!” Ian demands. “Let’s propel down the shaft and do what we were about to. Probably beat she isn’t with us. Her head ain’t fully clear with Callager.” Ian says to Violet and the run down the hall.  

“What should I do? Think there going to take the sub back down?” Ronan asks. 

“Help is on the way. I'm sure that is what they intend. But…” Seasha begins to say. 

Paisley jumps down from a vent. Sue walks over to the sub, “I'm sorry fish…” She punches the sub with her electroshock glove, then her EMP glove, and finally with the electroshock one again. The entire pond is electrocuted. Fish and other creatures begin to float on top of the water and the sub starts to smoke.  

“West door! Armed and ready!” Breccan shouts. 

The door opens to the conservatory. Ronan aims his gun at Dex between the eyes and Paisley has one if hers at Dr. Kore and Callager. Cassandra wiggles her body and manages to hit the floor out of Dex's grasp. He and Ronan take to physical combat. As Callager picks Cassandra up over his shoulders he injects her with a needle and runs down the hall. Dr. Kore begins to laugh as his image disappears from a hologram. Paisley runs after Callager and Cassandra.  

Chapter 29 

Calm before the storm 

“Dren…drena…” Cassandra mutters as her whole body is numb and vision blurred.  

“Adrenaline! Okay!” Seasha shouts out of her hexagon pin. Callager stops. Walking into a room he places her over a table and removes her pin and gear. Callager quickly runs out and enters a stairwell as Paisley slides into the hall. She rushes toward Cassandra’s signal.  

“Just about to her!” Paisley shouts as she pulls up a map of the facility wit her location shown. Bursting into the room, “She’s not here!” Paisley picks up her pin and gear.  

“Don’t worry. In fact, I need you to head to the server room. Leave her stuff. A drone is on the way. I can find her another way.” Seasha tells Paisely.  

****** 

“Send out a pack to the conservatory.” Mr. Unill speaks. Out in the jungle a habitat is unlocked and a group of Repfelines exits. They all have devices around their heads, necks, and inserted to their spinal cord down their backs. The pack runs off through the jungle. 

Back in the conservatory Ronan and Dex are duking it out with fists. “What’s the matter Dex? This will just be like last time.” Ronan taunts and ducks as he uppercuts Dex in the chin. He stumbles back and Ronan just points his gun at him. “There is not mercy this time…” Just as he begins to touch the trigger, he turns fast and fires at the pack if Refelines storming in. 

“What the fuck are those things!” Dex shouts and hides behind Ronan. Ronan shoots a grapple across the room and swings himself put of the way just as the pack tackled. Dex screams and begs to be saved. Ronan watches with a blank face upon his face. Suddenly, he hears a beep. Undoing some velcro from his fingerless gloves, a green light is flashing from within his hand. 

“Hey…” Ronan begins to speak. 

“Yep…” Seasha reaponds. 

“What’s going on? What did you do?” Breccan asks with confusion to Seasha. 

Ronan drops a gas grenade and the pack of Repfelines drop to the ground unconscious. “Shit! There worse than a Komodo or fucking lion!” Ronan drops to the ground with not much of Dex left over. “Should I head…” 

“Yep!” Seasha interrupts. “We'll be right there with ya!” A drone flies into the conservatory fully loaded with guns.  

****** 

Ian and Violet find themselves repelling down the elevator shaft. Upon exiting the elevator to the underground levels, they find themselves hearing fire back and forth. They enter a room to find themselves up on a balcony overlooking a large room full of all sorts of equipment, machinery, and crates. Down below, they see the prisoners in military attire battling with the mercenaries of the facility. 

“Let’s see if we can search the rest of the place. But…” Ian whispers to Violet. “I wonder what’s below that hatch in the center they seem to be defending?” 

“Another sub to the underport?” Violet responds. The two creep along the bridges to other place. Ian finds himself in a control room having security to the area and begins to connect it to the brains. Violet finds herself in another room having controls of different things . “yep, leads to the water base. I can call a sub from here. But… holy shit! They have a dam rocket on the island!” 

****** 

Cassandra's left forearm begins to glow with 6 lights red. One by one they turn on. One bu one the switch from red to green. One turns blue and Cassandra screams. Callager stops in confusion. Another light turns yellow and a sharp metal blade exits the elbow of Cassandra’s arm. She slices her legs free and Callager drops her. Her right forearm pops out six curves spikes through her shirt and she brakes free from all of the restraints.  

“Cassandra…” Callager holds his arms out for a hug and steps toward her. She bends her elbow with the blade at him and her other arm with the spikes out. “Please…” Callager looks around for a camera. As best possible, he tilts his head away whispering, “I had too…” 

“Shut up!” Cassandra shouts.  

“Please…” He stands up straight and talks normal, “how did you wake from the induced coma serum?” 

“Odd…” Seasha says. “The tracker you placed on Callager is showing up in the Underground area. But, I can see him from Cassandra’s monocle cam.”  

“Did they find it and are setting a trap for us? I mean, this hall is full of cameras.” Ronan replies. 

“I don’t need to explain that to you. What do you want?” Cassandra explains. 

“I can take you to Dr. Kore. That’s where I was taking you.” Callager steps toward her slowly. “You and I can do this together.” Holding out his hand she relaxes. Far down the hall behind them, she sees Ronan standing and watching. 

“Fine…” Cassandra grabs his hand. Callager walks beside her with his arm around her shoulders and his other hand grabs hers. “Cassandra looks away from him and accepts his offer to go to Kore. 

“I will fallow behind stealthily. Numes been giving me pointers.” Ronan speaks over his radio.  

“Ah, it’s been a while since I got to hold you like this…” Callager speaks and rests his head on Cassandra’s. 

“Interesting...” Cassandra says. “Ya know what, it has been a while. In fact…” She stops them and steps away turning around to face him. She starts to rub his chest, “we should celebrate.” 

Callager grabs her wrist off him, “not when we are so close to getting Kore.” He walks off. Cassandra nods at Ronan down the hall and follows Callager out of the building. A submarine pod was docked outside. Callager runs to it fast, “This way! I had my team bring this up, they are all in the water base.” Cassandra makes a cyclone gestures to Ronan and the drone. She stops behind Callager and stabs her elbow blade through his heart from behind. She slices it through his torso. When it was free she decapitated his head off. Flesh and some blood did spew. 

“Jesus fucking crist!” Ronan stops in shock. 

“She was right!” Seasha says.  

“You’re not him…” Cassandra watches the body of Callager split and drops to the ground as electrical sparks fly out from the machinery inside the body. 

Ronan runs up to Cassandra, “How did you know?” He looks over the remains. 

“He would never call me by my 1st name on a mission. Also, he has never held me or my hands as this thing did. I have also seen images of him lately, and he is not in a well groomed state. His breath didn’t reek of cinnamon gum and I have seen these cyborgs before. I seen the mainframe for it earlier. Brains! Get this sub under our power. We're heading to the underground! I need every to meet up there!” Cassandra tells Ronan and then talks into his communicator.  

“Ummm, I hate to spoil your plans, but…” Before Seasha could finish he sentence. Cassandra looks in the air at a bunch of men parachuting to the facility. “we have enemies inbound air born and the jungle. It looks as if many have took some of the tunnels into the facility! Fuck!” Seasha shouts. 

“We need back up! Extraction! Anything right fucking now, now, now!” Ian shouts to everyone. 

“Ditto! I'm held up by bugs in a room! I'm out of ammo, I think I can maybe make it to the lobby!” Candlelight shouts. 

“I'm almost to the server room, suddenly they facility is swarmed with all sorts of people.” Paisley shouts.  

“There are, weird humanoids down here? Any help? They keep regenerating on us!” Violet shouts. 

Cassandra is gearing up in her stuff from Ronan and the drone. “Send in the chopper! I need someone to extract Quin with Knave! I'm going to clear out the building! Hicks, Nume, is there any way you can get out? Use a fire extinguisher! The humanoids are sensitive to cold, but it will not stop them permanently! There are loads heading that way!” 

“Looks like there is a cargo lift nearby, I can get control over it!” Breccan adds in.  

****** 

“How did she pass through all our sensors undetected of internal enhancements!” Mr. Unill is shouting on the phone. “Now I believe her! The SixFits are not to be trifled with! You’re all useless and have failed me!” He sits down at his desk. “initiate the 1st back up plan.” He slams the phone down.  

“Please…” Monica kneels down to her father.  

“Yes… but, wait. I feel you’re the only one I can rely on.” Mr. Unill tells his daughter.  

Chapter 30 

Let’s just finish this mission  

“Incoming!” Thomas drops a bag down from a chopper and Rachel slides down from a rope. 

Cassandra grabs it and attempts to run off. “Where you going?” Ronan asks. 

She stops as he grabs her and turns around. Placing a hand on his shoulder with the other holding a large duffle bag she looks into his eyes directing, “infiltrate as fast as you can and get Candlelight out of there!” She turns around fast running. “I am giving everyone a 6 minute warming to evacuate the entire building and hold position to anyone attempting to escape from the outside! Move!” 

“It will take more than 6 minutes.” Rachel tells Ronan.  

He looks at his arm. He pulls up a 3d map of the facility. ”Probably not.”  Moving parallel with her location, he punches the exterior wall of the facility and it crumbles. A light on his forearm turns red, then yellow, and green. He looks at it, “Yeah! Demolition time…” He moves into a hall and smashes the next wall. It crumbles to pieces large enough for him to pass into a room. Continuing to do this, he makes his way to Candlelight heading toward the main entrance.  

“Whoa!” Rachel looks through the demolished walls at Ronan as he continues to make their own path to take. Following behind, she covers him from some stray swarms of bugs and people attacking.  

Cassandra runs alongside of the western part of the facility. She reaches a certain location and drops a bomb I  front of her. Taking cover, it explodes! The ground is disintegrated enough and Cassandra drops down into the room of tankers she had disconnected from the air sprinkles systems to the facility. “What sort of state should we send them all into?” She asks. 

****** 

Ian and Violet make their way into a part of the underground facility. Upon entering it, a couple turrets turn on firing at them. They each toss a sticky bomb to shut them down. The doors between the turrets are labels with red hazardous, caution, and danger warnings. The two stop and stare at the unopened doors. 

“What you suppose is in there? I am not ready to take on any bio engineered creatures!” Violet says. She turns facing Ian. 

“What?” He faces her, “chicken? I don’t see why they would keep those fucking lion things elsewhere and here too. We can handle it.” Ian turns and opens the double doors. They slide aside and both enter into another hallway fat below the surface of the island. Lights power on to yet another hallway leading to many offices, labs, or other assorted rooms. Every room is empty. Both continue forth to see what they could find.  

When entering a meeting room of some sort, they find a dozen people sitting around staring blankly at a large oval table.  “Hey…” Violet taps one. As she does this it shifts it’s body into a giant blob. Somehow it swaps its front with its back. Almost as if it’s body was made of fluids and clay only. It grabs her gun and she pulls it away to jab it with the end. It lodges into its being like pudding. Pulling back even harder she begins to fire bullets into it. After so many, the blobby person explodes into a splatter about the area. Ian uses his machete to slice through others. As limbs fall off or torsos being severed from the rest, they splatter all about the area. Both find themselves at the entrance of the room and head out. Finding themselves in the hallway, many people are staring them down from entrances to rooms. “Suppose these are like the ones in there?” Violet whispers to Ian. 

“My gut says yes.” Ian fires a single bullet between the eyes of one. They all begin to charge them. He tosses a grenade. “Get ready to run!” it explodes, causing all the people to create a giant puddle of ooze in the hall. Both run fast and slide across it. Arms begin to grown out of it attempting to grab them as they slice free. From out of every vent more ooze enters creating more people. They stop and begin to fire back to back being surrounded. “We need back up! Extraction! Anything right fucking now, now, now!” Ian shouts to everyone over the radio. 

“There are, weird humanoids down here? Any help? They keep regenerating on us!” Violet shouts. 

“Hicks, Nume, is there any way you can get out? Use a fire extinguisher! The humanoids are sensitive to cold, but it will not stop them permanently! There are loads heading that way!” Cassandra replies. 

“Looks like there is a cargo lift nearby, I can get control over it!” Breccan adds in.  

Violet shoots a nearby fire extinguisher and it explodes. The hall is filled with white cold foam. Ian tosses a fire grenade to freeze others from his direction. The two run fast and turn at an intersection. They each find some fire extinguishers and grab them. 

“Can you call the life?” Violet asks. 

“Yes! Only… it’s damn slow! I say 2 minutes, maybe.” Breccan answers. 

“Shit!” Ian and Violet find themselves at the end of a hall with 100s of humanoids charging at them. The cargo life is making its decent. 

“I am giving everyone a 6 minute warming to evacuate the entire building and hold position to anyone attempting to escape from the outside! Move!” Cassandra tells everyone.  

Ian tosses one of the fire extinguishers down the hall. It slides and rolls. The humanoids make no reaction towards it as Ian shoots it to explode. More foam fills the hall and temporarily freezes them. Violet pulls out her bow and attaches a rope to an arrow. She sends it flying right through a dozen of the humanoids. The head expands and she tugs it back to her as it impales more along the way. The life is halfway to them. “You fire! I pull!” Violet launches multiple expanding arrow heads attached with ropes. “The blades are more effective than wasting clips.” Many begin to get close so the explode the next fire extinguisher. There is a loud buzzer sound as the cargo lift reaches them. Both step forward to allow the ramp and gate to open. They enter and barely escape the hoard of humanoids.  

“You can take this lift up to one of the loading bays near the docks. Either put on your masks and goggles now, or be prepared to book it out of there as soon as the lift stops.” Breccan demands. 

****** 

Cassandra attached new tubing from some of the tanks to the building. “Okay. It’s ready. When the timer stops, you know what to do.” 

“Right!” Seasha and Breccan reply simultaneously.  

“Okay, pick me up!” Cassandra grapples herself to the roof and boards the helicopter. Inside, she begins to attach two different harnesses around her body. One she has to slip around and secure to her thighs. From there, she puts on metal attachments to her shoes. Her gloves are ripped off fast and replaced by different ones. She grabs a tether and hands it to Thomas. She turns around and he hooks it to the back of one of her harnesses. She puts a custom metal rings around her left ankle and tests it out. Her right ankle can lock in and out of it easily. A bungee cord is attached to the left metal piece around her ankle. She looks at her timer to find less than a minute left till her plan is set in motion.  

****** 

“Is that is? I mean, I don’t really want to be in here no more, but no matter what I won’t make it out in time.” Paisley says. 

“Put your goggles and mask on now. I recommend just using the halls. I'll see what I can do to help. Actually…” Seasha replies. She begins looking at some emergency files for the building. “There is an emergency exit stairwell not to far from your location, but you will have to deal with the bugs. We don’t know if they will be affected by the chemicals or how it will react to them. Or you, can climb up the elevator shaft in the opposite direction to the roof, but I can’t tell where its at right now and it may be an obstacle. As for the main entrance, it will be dealing with the chemicals and men. Your choice.” 

****** 

Cassandra is looking through her sniper and firing at enemies all over the place. “T minus 30 second.” 

Ronan, Rachel, and Candlelight find themselves taking fire with people in the main lobby who have disabled the turrets. They all have on their masks and goggles.  

Paisley is making her way out of the facility as fast as possible. 

Violet and Ian are almost to the loading bay inside the cargo lift. The sounds and lights spin around notifying the lifts arrival.  

“Uh oh…” Seasha says watching the surveillance. 

“What!” Ian asks aggressively. 

“There is a pack of Repfelines. They were camouflaged and I couldn’t see them.” Seasha says hesitantly. 

“Fuck!” Ian punches the interior of the lift. 

“T minus, 6-5-4-3-2-1…” Cassandra counts down as many look at their watches. The entire facility begins to be filled with chemicals from the vents and sprinkler systems. Anyone not in protective masks and goggles is begun effected by it. Many cover their mouths and can somewhat tolerate it. “Patch me in.” Cassandra can be heard throughout the facility and jungle over the intercoms, “manage to exit and you will be terminated. Stay inside and surrender. These are your only options. Not like most of you are conscious enough to understand.” He voice ends and music begins to play for all to hear. Over the radio to her team she says, “Okay SixFits! Let’s just finish this mission!”  

Chapter 31 

Mission #379 

People start pouring out from the exposed side of the facility into the jungle. Cassandra begins to take them out one by one. She can see many running through one of the hallways. She dives out of the helicopter with her legs touching after one bounce she unhooks her leg and flips heraelf upright. Smashing into the side of the building with her feet, she climbs up just enough to fire at all the men scattering about the hall. She runs along the wall and jumps up to the roof where she takes out more people. Cassandra gestures to Thomas to move the chopper toward the main entrance. She jumps some and is lifted into the air. She swings herself forward and lands upon the glass above the entrance. She looks in to see her peeps under fire. Leaping off the ledge she hangs upside down and shoots the assailants from behind. She taps her forehead with two fingers and gestures to her team. Climbing back up to the roof she pulls up a 3D map of the facility with everyone’s locations. Running along the roof, she looks down a sky light to see Paisley taking out a few deranged men with no effort. She continues running toward the loading bay.  

****** 

The ramp drops down and the gate lifts up to the cargo lift. The pack of Repfelines is gathered around. A shredder grenade is tossed out. Some jump put of the way as one walks up to it. It explodes and sends pieces flying all over the place. The one that had been examining it moves about the area roaring in pain from the lodged pieces in its head. Acid is spit towards the two as they each dive out od the way in opposite directions. Behind a crate Ian lands. One creature jumps atop it roaring and hissing. He quickly swings his machete to decapitate it. Another walks around the crate in front of his face. He swings the machete and it jumps back. He rolls over as another swings its tail down at him from by his feet. Kicking it in the face, he fires his gun to stand up.  

Violet had dodged the acid and rolled to a stance. She fires multiple shots with not much effect by her machine gun. Pulling out the crossbow she acquired, she fires an explosive bolt at one leaping at her. The Repfeline began to choke on it and soon exploded. Violet fires a net at two others and knocks over a bunch of crates onto them. Climbing upon another, she leaps to a taller stack and climbs up. She fires a bolt that extends to multiple shots just into time to save Ian. Two impaled the tail, causing it to slam against the ground as it attempted to tackle Ian. He attempts to run around some crates. To find one leaping over and stopping him. Violet is shooting bolts left and right as she leaps across stacks of crates to Ian. He swings the machete in an X formation over an over pushing the creature back. He fires his gun at another, until it leaps onto the wall. He runs and it runs along the wall. As soon as it leaps, he slid across the floor and bumps into a stack of crates. They begin to wobble and he shoves it forth while diving and the stack tumbles down. Violet launches a net to keep them down and Ian joins her on top of a metal shelf. The pack circles down below them and the alpha begins to climb up the stacks of crates to them. 

“This one moves to fast!” Violet fires a regular bolt and it dive out of the way. She fires another at the 2nd one attempting to climb up and it uses its tail to reflect it away. “That must be the beta.” 

The reaming Repfelines all gather between them and the exit below the shelving. They begin to tackle it. Violet and Ian stumble some. She fires and explosive bolt and they shoot acid upon it before it could explode. The alpha and beta are almost to them. Suddenly they hear a whistle. 

Standing at the entrance of the loading bay, Cassandra stands there with a large needle gun. It had a wire hooked up to the helicopter. The Repfelines begin to charge. Her gun turns on spining, almost looking like an electric drill. Holding the trigger down, long, sharp, metal needles begin to launch. They impact the Repfelines without any issues. Dozens of needles impale each of them. The alpha and beta stop climbing and divert their attention to Cassandra. She runs and climbs up the side of the building. Both follow her up the side. She looks over the side at then climbing up. Thomas moves the chopper and Cassandra jumps. She is pulled over the edge and begins to fire more needles at the remaining two. Both the alpha and beta become pined to the side of the building.  

Cassandra lands on the ground to greet Violet and Ian. “There working on getting this puppy cordless! Want to mount the choppers guns?” Violet and Ian nod as Cassandra places her arms around each of them and they are pulled up to the chopper. She pulls the needle gun up after and puts new needles into it. “I don’t think there’s very many left, but I will need help to exterminate the lest problem. We almost have its location! Have fun!” Cassandra dives out and bungees she lands on top of the roof and looks into the cafeteria. Dropping down from the hole she had made before, many men were shot down fast. She hears the machine guns firing from the helicopter and looks up. Both are aimed at the towers. When Cassandra returns to the roof, she can see a zip line moving fast with a fully encased bulletproof metal pod. She gestures for Thomas to raise altitude and she rushes to the large tower. Running up the side of it, she finds herself at Mr. Unill’s office. Kicking off the window she shoots it till it shatters and swings in. Landing safely she looks around.  

“Well Miss Buittner, it seems I must terminate our contract.” Mr. Unill shows on a large TV wi5hin the room. Cassandra removes her sunglasses and walks to it slowly. “Your team has more than proved to be superior and made a mockery of my employees, facility, and local government. If only your skill were put to better use. On the table to your left, you will see a contract. It will not only approve the termination of our previous agreement, but it is also an opportunity of a lifetime! Work for me, and have it all!” 

“No!” Cassandra flips the table over knocking everything off it.  

“Then, I dare you to find me! I dare you to try and succeed where you have always failed! I can assure you we have gain enough data on you and all of your team to not be outmatched. Oh… Just a moment.” The screen goes black. The pod lands in the jungle and Mr. Unill exist with Monica into a submarine that submerges to the water facility from a pond in the jungle. Cassandra attaches some cords, wires, and a device to the TV and sets it on a surface nearby. Breccan begins to hack it. She picks up the contract and sits on the couch with one leg out slightly diagonal, and the other bent on it with her. She leans her elbow on her knee and leans on the other. As soon as the image of Mr. Unill returns, she ignites the contract to pieces and tosses it. He begins to laugh, “He is running out of time…” Callager is shown tied up with multiple bruises and cuts unconscious. Cassandra sits up. “That’s what I thought!” The video stops. 

“There in the water facility. But, there wasn’t much to trace except the phone being used for the call.” Breccan answers. A fire has begun to burn Mr. Unill’s offcie. Cassandra walks to the broken window. She tosses a few sticks of dynamite and leaps out.  

“Get away!” Cassandra shouts to Thomas as he pulls the chopper higher in altitude and away from the tower quickly. An explosion goes off from the office. She has climbed into the chopper at this point. A few more go off and the entire tower is smoking. “Everyone rendezvous at home base. Ample! Have you found the location if the hive yet?” 

“Yes, but it looks like it’s underground. Seems they took over one of the tunnels. It was sealed off, but my scans show 1,000s maybe millions of these things in there. I can’t get an accurate reading.” Seasha replies. 

“Okay, new plan! I want half of you to take out the power suits we acquired and have altered with our own features. I know a couple are not fully done yet, but Amp get to it now. Gram will be there soon to help. Score, I want you to equip all of the heavy ground bots with time release capsules. We'll bring some exoskeletons to encase them with. We'll get to work on synthesizing chemical Y to fill the canisters. The bugs didn’t express a state of fear, but it did clear them out of the building. My assumption is the colour or scent it gives off they don’t like. We'll set up as many as we can inside the tunnel to force as many out as possible to open space for us to shoot. Those in the power suits will go in and find the queen. We'll go from there.” Cassandra explains. “As of right now, Mission #379 is completed. I will wait to contact the general later. As for Mission #377, it is still active and the situation has turned just as expected. Mission #380 will start as soon as we  head out to the hive.” 

Chapter 32 

Beating the beetles  

“Hey boss! I was told to tell you to check your emails for that new recipe.” Ian tells Cassandra. She is carefully mixing chemicals and places everything down. Taking off her rubber gloves she tosses them on a lab table and removes her lab goggles. Before exiting the room, she removes a lab coat and hangs it on the wall. Through the passages of the ship she finds her way to her room. She sets up some equipment and then opens her laptop. To her emails she checks. One is titled, 12 neals made in 18 minutes each! Opening it she begins to read.  

Hi, today I am sharing with you 12 simple meals made in 18 easy minutes each! You can cook for the family, and keep them well fed with happy faces. Entertain your boss, and get that promotion! Or entertain your friends! It may be dangerous how tasty your cooking skills will increase. Not only will these recipes cater to consumption of food, but drinks as well. Island favs to European craves! South of the border, to all Asian cuisine! All American  styles, anything in any order! Each batch uses spices, placed in correctly will send you mouth sending. Such as recipe 8, course 2, item 2, and drink 5, one mess up and Ka-blam! The whole meal is ruined. Make sure you fallow each recipe correctly. Each meal you serve will be better than the rest. Every last bite will be gone! Just try them out for yourself! They are safe and delicious! Great for the last minute be there in an hour on my way call.  

Options  

Meats 

Oils 

Noodles 

Icings 

Cakes 

And more… 

Lobster 

Iced drinks 

Eggs 

Seafood 

Click the link below and we will ship you the whole detailed recipes. No down payments needed. How can it be just 2 payments Of $5.99. 

The email continues with more sales rantings. Cassandra closes her email and thinks. She pulls up a schematic of the island. “Hey, are there any flags on the island anywhere?” She asks Seasha. 

“Yeah. The bar had one strung up on a pole with others and…” Seasha begins to think, “I'll get back to you. I know I seen one somewhere else. But, it was painted somewhere.” 

Time passes and everyone is sleeping. Cassandra is out on deck looking at the stars.  

“Hey. Did you get that email?” Ian asks and joins her looking at the stars.  

“Yeah. It was a coded message. Seems she is using all her power to turn us into the bad guys.” Cassandra answers. 

“Beating down bad guys, fighting for what’s right over wrong! That’s why I keep this job. Tomorrow, we’ll end it all!” Ian taps her on the shoulder. 

“Let’s hope so. As soon as daylight breaks…” Cassandra says. 

Dawn begins breaking and Cassandra bangs on everyone’s room doors waking them. They all meet below deck, geared up and ready to rumble! 

“You all know what to do! Mission #380 starts now! Go!” Cassandra shouts and enters the chopper with a remote control and tablet. Ian and Violet join her. Rachel takes the chopper to the sky. Thomas heads to a boat with Candlelight, Ronan, and Paisley. The boat is dragging a platform with the power suits and robots. When the boat reaches land, everyone begins to maneuver their robots to land. Cassandra, Ian, and Violet kick out their robots and one being controlled by Seasha. They parachute down to the other entrance to the tunnel. Cassandra uses her sniper to take out men gathered outside the tunnel. They are on the southern part of the island and she wonders why the men are gathered near there. 

“Hey! Look at that cement building nearby!” Seasha shouts. Cassandra looks with her sniper and sees an eagle painted on the side with the American flag hanging out it’s mouth.  

“Island, south, American, placed. Send 8-2-2-5…” She mutters to herself. 

“What’s that?” Violet shouts. 

“Don’t worry about it! There almost landed! Get ready! Everyone!” Cassandra shouts. 10 robots encased in Thob exoskeletons begin to enter the hive.  

“Gross! It’s all gooey and drippy.” Rachel says. “I hate bugs!” Tons of the Thobs are laying about or secreting to form the hive. One by one from each end of the tunnel they are dropping canisters.  

“Hey! Scram! Buzz!” Thomas begins to shout from his robot. He manages to move around a thob, but it follows him. Others begin to join.  

“Looks like you’re the man of the cave!” Rachel teases him. 

“Princess!” Ronan shouts.  

“Yep, your followers are all male! Actually, stop! Push your butt against one.” Cassandra directs. All of the bugs begin pressing their butts against the robot. The ground begins to tremble. “Sweet! Nice to meet you your grace!” A large queen presents itself to the threating princess. The queen swallows it hole and the rest all scatter away.  

“Hey, that’s actually good for us! I set explosives inside the bots. If she keeps it down, maybe we can explode her from inside?” Seasha says. 

“It won’t be enough for her. But, wait for my call to do it. Is everyone ready?” Cassandra says. “Okay, T minus 6 seconds. 4-3-2-1… boom!” 9 of the canisters explode! Chemical yellow fills the entire tunnel. The queen panics and begins to smash the ceiling until it bursts open. All three openings begin to pour out thousands of Thobs! Everyone begins to fire at will. Both machine guns are mounted in the chopper and four power suits are using different elements with ammo to annihilate the swarm. Fire, electricity, and a toxic poison is very effective from the power suits. 

“uhhh, boss? What Do we do about the queen?” Rachel asks looking out the chopper.  

“I'll handle it!” Cassandra gears up in her harnesses. “Knave! I need tou at my location!” 

“Got it! On my way!” Ronan replies.  

Cassandra sits in the edge of the chopper as it rises above the center of the island. “Missiles, on my go!” She fires a rocket launcher and Rachel sends some out of the chopper.  

“Direct hit!” Rachel shouts. 

“Bot, now!” Cassandra shouts and Seasha sets iff the self destruct sequence for the bot the queen ate. As it neared crawling out to the surface, it spread it’s large wings, nearly 20 foot in span! It falls over and rolls. Knocking down anything in its way, the trees domino causing a rock slide crumbling part of the tunnel below.  

“Shit! We're blocked! We're meeting up with you to give our firepower!” Thomas shouts as all the power suits nearly dodge out of the rubble’s way.  

Cassandra fires another missile straight out of the helicopter and its missiles follow as Ronan launches some to join. Just as the queen managed to gain flight, Cassandra directs all the missiles into it. The queen can be heard for miles! It begins to ooze liquid from the side of its shell. Many of the other smaller one begin to repair it with their secretion. The queen fires a liquid that rains upon the chopper. All of the thobs are drawn to it in an aggressive formation. Cassandra pulls out her assault rifle and repels them off with the two mounted machine guns.  

“Keep us up! Don’t worry about keeping us in firing view!” Cassandra tells Rachel as their helicopter begins to spin in the air. It stabilizes and Cassandra launches a few flash bombs about the area with a grenade launcher. They explode and the sky fills white. Many of the bugs fall from mid flight.  

“Do you hear that?” Violet shouts. 

“Up and forward!” Cassandra shouts as she fires the needle gun randomly into the white cloud. They barely dodge the queen who is was attempting to tackle them. They all fire endlessly at her. The pinchers come in close and all the power suits launch all of their missiles! 

“That’s everything we had to reach that distance!” Paisley shouts. “We'll head to the other entrance!” 

“We need more firepower!” Cassandra shouts and launches a rocket at the queen, keeping it back just in time.  

“I can send the bots and the power suits can launch them? Or else you need to bring her to the boat!” Seasha answers. 

“The general has been requesting a call. He leads a ship towards the eastern end of the isalnd!” Breccan adds in. 

“Set off the bots to crumble the rest of the tunnel. Shiiittt!” Cassandra falls out of the chopper as it is tapped by the queen. The bungee saves her from falling to her death and her sub machine guns are quickly grabbed to attack. Violet and Ian are busy fending off the swarm and unable to point the machine guns downward toward her. The queen opens its mouth to try and swallow Cassandra. Her magazines run empty and she pulls out her magnum revolver and fires and keeps the bug at bay. The bullets are empted and more are loaded into the barrel. As she hangs upside down she spins the barrel counterclockwise and begins to fire again. She swings to the side out of the way of the queens pinchers. It clips the bungee and she is rotated upward hanging by the diamond tether. The pinchers come in again and she kicks off it tossing a grenade at it. One of the pinchers shows a weak spot and Cassandra grabs onto the other and crawls toward the queen. Using her gadget gun, she fires corrosive acid across to the weak point and one puncher falls to the ground as fluids leak. The queen wails and stumbles in the sky. Cassandra lets go to not jerk the helicopter around and tethers lower. She sees the soft under belly of the queen and fires her magnum revolver in the same spot exposing a hole. She tosses a flare into it and grapples back to the chopper. “Okay! Target everything to the flare!” 

“The general is ready!” Breccan says. 

Ronan has his rocket launcher ready and Cassandra loads hers. She fires first, as Ronan joins his with hers, the helicopter sends the rest it has, the general fires his, and the Seasha launches some napalm from the ship. Everything makes contact. Just before the napalm struck the queen had halted in mid flight and all the swarm gathered around her. The chopper zoomed off fast as possible. The tail is damaged and every one parachutes out. The helicopter explodes and crashes into the facility. They all land outside of the bar and many people begin to storm out shooting.  They all quickly fall to Ian and Violet shooting them down. Cassandra kicks one through the window as she lands and tosses a grenade inside behind the bar. The whole place ignites! Rachel begins to search around for keys to one of the vehicles. Cassandra finds keys to a Humvee and takes off without every one. 

“Hey!” Rachel shouts. 

“Don’t worry! Head back to home base!” Cassandra replies. She makes her way to the cement building with the eagle and American flag. Inside is dark with stairs leading far into the ground. At the end of the flight she finds a large metal door with a crank to turn to open. Inside, she flips a light switch to see a doomsday room. Another room is in the center. Many monitors are set up with plans to self destruct the whole island. She looks at a map on the wall and various escape plans. “There is nothing connected to the water facility.”  

“What are you gunna do? It looks like anything more than 100 miles from the land should be safe. But…” Seasha is running some simulations. “The whole island may sink? The shockwave would detach the water facility. It looks like that shelter is a functioning sub. How is that possible?” 

Cassandra looks around the room more. “I'll set up surveillance. We should destroy the island. But…” Cassandra pulls out the wolf pendent. “We have to save them…” she squeeze it within her palm and puts it back in her pocket. Mini cameras are set up with sensors in and out of the entire bunker. At the same time, she stocks up on ammo and weapons. Everyone is back at the ship. Cassandra hears some seagulls and the ocean crashing. Just barley in the distance she can see Monica’s ship. 

“Don’t do it!” Seasha shouts. 

“Cassandra!” Ian shouts. 

“Wait!” Violet shouts. 

“Let us help!” Rachel and Thomas speak simotansioulsy. 

“It’s not a good idea…” Breccan adds in. 

“Do it! Do it!” Paisley shouts. 

“One ship, one bitch, and one mish!” Ronan speaks.  

“You’re in charge…” Candlelight says. 

They all watch Cassandra’s camera footage from her pin as she thinks about what she will do next. 

Chapter 33 

Best of the best  

Cassandra fiddles with her watch, “mission #380 is complete. #381 will begin soon. Send me a drone with my old uniform. I'm going in bare. Collect all my stuff and see what you guys can salvage from the chopper. I feel only 15 mil is lost and 20 can be saved. Get that sub working at the dock. Bring it to the boat if you have to. Dige, I want you to take Knave and revisit the mansion. I doubt who we want is there, but just to be sure of no more secret submarines. Plus… the island is most likely to self destruct. No need to let your prize be involved in that." Paisley begins cheering and jumping around. In minutes, a drone brings Cassandra her old uniform from the agency. She hands it her sniper rifle after scoping out the entire ship. Most of her gear is handed to the drone and she is left with only one of her hand guns and k-bar. She taps the drone twice and it flies off.  

“How you guna get on board? That uniform is poorly made and will not dry fast.” Breccan asks. 

“I know. But, knowing the agency their due for a shift change soon or at least breakers.” Just as Cassandra said a bunch of people walked away from the deck. She runs fast and uses the ropes tied to the dock to crawl on board. “This is my lucky day!” She whispers and then rushes forth behind the door to blend in with a bunch of soldiers walking out to go to their new posts. Most separate from one another about the boat. She follows one and starts to small talk changing her voice some to a heavy east coast America accent. “Anther shift aboard this ship, right?” She smack him in the shoulder, “too bad bad we can knock back some cold ones and enjoy these views. I could sure use a tan.” She begins to unzip the front of her garment exposing her chest. The guy looks for a moment and walks off fast. She looks at another guy a few feet away from her, I see ya there! You know how longs we’ve been away and what I am craving most right now?” She winks at him and he takes a step forward as the leader halts him. 

“Excuse me!” the leader walks over to her and reads her numbers sewn into the left side of her attire. He leans in and whispers, “Cassandra?” 

She shushes him with her finger and talks loudly, “of course, the all mighty Meeker in command gets first round! Think we could have some, ya know, privacy?” She flutters her eye lashes at him toward the end. He grabs her elbow and carts her off frustrated.  

The second his door is opened to his quarters he shoves her inside. The door is shut and he points his gun at her. “What are you doing here? I'm supposed to shoot on sight!” He rushes forth and places the gun in her forehead and she smiles at him. “Ahg!” He turns around and drops his gun. His hand is combed through his hair knocking off his hat. “Look at me! I'm a coward! Why me! Why?” He punches the wall.  

“Not being able to kill your friends is strength! Now cowardice!” Cassandra walks beside him lookin up at him with her head tilt.  

Meeker looks at her and she smiles. He grabs her fast and hugs her lifting her off the ground. “I thought you were dead already! We saw that fucking monster bug and the chopper go down!” He sets her down, “will you tell me whay the fuck is going on here!” He begins to oace back and forth breathing heavily and grabbing his head, “I mean… since when or how could you be subjected to termination! Why can’t we reach head quarters? Why are we on this ship for days, a week, I don’t fuckin know no more!” 

“Ben!” Cassandra grabs his wrists and looks into his eyes, “relax. Breath… are you saying there is nothing aboard this ship?”  

Ben shakes his head no, “well… he looks to the side. Specialist Loam is here. He and Monica are the only ones who have access to a room down below deck. I have no idea what’s in there. That’s also why I'm so confused!” Cassandra releases him. “you and Loam? Enemies!” 

“No. Never ever. Tell me about when you see him. Does he seem off?” Cassandra asks. 

“Well, now that you mention it, he has been calling me by Ben. On a mission, and…” Ben starts to riffle through his drawers to pull out a laptop. “All my scans of the Wolf Howlers show being in the ocean, and have never moved since I scaned for them.” Cassandra begins to laugh, “What’s so funny?” 

“You’re great Ben! Special ops is not your strong call, but in charge of all these soldiers? In combat you excelle! On a team, like mine, your skills would be a great asset. I can promise you, Monica is a rat. A dirty, mangy, manipulative, over confident, stupid, corrupt, Rat! The reason none if the rainbow chemical missions have been successful in capturing Dr. Kore is cause she set them all up. She’s been using us to help him and make us look bad. But…” Cassandra pulls out her k-bar and smashes it through some papers and the table. Looking across the table at Ben she says, “seeing as the system labels me dead, I plan to reverse that outcome. I have more than enough to put her away. In fact,” She stands up, “Mr. Unill is her father.” 

“Oh!” Ben looks at his watch, “he'll be here soon! With Monica!” He grabs his head panicking, “Oh man, oh man, oh man!” Cassandra walks over an slaps him. “Thanks! You know I'm not good at lying. What do I do when she askes me forr my report?” 

“Easy. Tell her, but evade with truths. You had some difficulties with a recruit, but interrogated them for answers. They are now placed in a holding cell and revoked from further aid to the mission. I'm sure I can find someone else I know aboard this ship.” Cassandra tells him. 

“Yeah. Yeah! A bunch!” He hugs her again less strong. “Thank you!” he steps back, “honestly, I could never stand Monica and I'm glad to know you’re still you! Brilliant, stealthy, and a leader beyond anything I could ever be!” 

“Give yourself credit! We’re all different in our own ways. I'm glad you’re still you. A solider who does best with orders and makes sure he does all he can to accomplish them.” Cassandra answers. “I'm guna go find someone to toss in a cell.” She begins to open the door. 

“Hey! The way I see it, treason is punishable by death.” He stand up tall with his feet together and salutes her, “I herby witness and approve you as the highest ranking officer!” 

“At ease soldier! I declare this mission top secret to anyone besides us. Keep up appearances. Move out!” Cassandra opens the door and begins to move about the ship. She is trying to find the perfect ally for the task set in hand. She is a bit confused. Many of the soldiers on board look exactly the same. A bunch are sitting around a table doing nothing what so ever in a room. Walking in, she slams the door shut and they all stand staring at her. Her blade and spikes pop out from her elbow and forearm. They all attack and she slices each and every one of them. A giant puddle of ooze is laying about the room. She pulls a small fire extinguisher out from below the snack station. Using it, she freezes all of the ooze before they could reform. She picks up a walkie talkie and speaks into it with the accent, “uh, Meeker, Sir, are we allowed to dig into dat ice cream? It’s melting from the snack room. I think the motor is out in da fridge.” 

“I'll send a maintenance technician to look at it.” Ben replies.  

“Alone? Don’t you need to ah like report it or something?” Cassandra asks trying to lure him down. 

“I suppose. If one of our ration stores is down, we will need to make adjustments or call in a drop. I'm on my way.” Ben replies. The tech is whistling down the passage. Cassandra walks out, leaving the door cracked, and walks passed him casually. They high five, and she grabs his hand and slams him into the wall. 

“I can make you rich and I can make you hurt. Or I can make it so you are left not knowing left from right.” Cassandra says. 

“I didn’t do nothing! Please! I have a family. I'll do as you say. I side with the highest bidder! Or top dawg!” The tech replies.  

Cassandra releases him, “Get in there and don’t touch nothing.”  

“What the…” The tech starts to speak looking around at all the frozen ooze.  

“I know. I need you to seal all the pipes in and out of this room. This is as safe as this stuff gets. When it thaws, we’re in danger.” Cassandra says  

“Oh my god! What is this?” Ben walks in. 

“How many people are aboard this ship?” Cassandra turns around watching him examine the room.  

“Couple dozen…” Ben replies. “Monica… Monica! What did she do to these people?” 

“Nothing. But, I suspect they are being held captive. These are artificially created humanoids. I don’t know much about them, but know cold is the only way to stop them. I suspect you’re doomed and they were here waiting for something.” Cassandra explains. 

“Is there anyway I can hand in my resignation and go home?” The tech asks. Cassandra glares at him  “After I seal this room of course! I need to head to the boiler room. Honest, I want you to protect me.”  

“No resignations, but reassigned can be arranged. Take me to the boiler room. Ben, you greet Mr. Unill and his daughter. Take a close look at your crew.” Cassandra points out of the room and the tech scurries out as she follows. Ben closes up the door and brakes the handle for it to no longer turn and remain shut.  

On deck, Ben and others make a giant circle as a helicopter lands with only Monica. “Nice to you have you back!” Ben salutes her and so does the soldiers. He does notice that more than half of them are exactly the same. “Report since your last presence…” 

“Shut up! I don’t care about your stupid report! Everyone back to your stations!” Monica shouts.  

Cassandra helps the tech turn many valves to seal all the piping into the snack room. She can hear Monica yelling and footsteps echo down the passage. Looking out of the boiler room, she watches her punch in a code to enter the secured area. “Say…” Cassandra looks at the tech awaiting her command. “As the tech of the ship, you must know what’s in the secured area. 

“Of course! But, you need to get me off this ship!” The tech demands. 

Cassandra unzips a pocket and pulls out a guant wad if cash, “consider this a down payment for my promise that your life is safe.” She shoves it into his chest and the tech just stares at a couple thousand dollars in cash. The tech reaches to his belt loop and unhooks his lanyard. Out of his pocket he pulls out his key cards, ID, and keys. “Thank you!” 

“Anything you ask, I am yours! I mean, I am here and will stay here.” The tech replies and sits on a bucket counting the money. Cassandra exits and heads into the secured area. She hears Monica yelling again. 

“Wake up!” Monica yells and a loud slap is heard. “You piece of shit! Wake the fuck up! Right now!” More smacks could be heard. Cassandra carefully looks into a room where two men are sitting watching through a two way mirror. Monica is in a room smacking Callager. Cassandra holds herself back from intervening. “Wake him up for me! Try 10,000 volts.” One of the men in the room electrocutes him and he wakes up. 

“Fuck you, you crazy bitch!” Callager shouts. Monica back hands up and he starts to laugh. “I'm sick of all this foreplay! If you want to get it done, just do it already!” he is smacked again.  

“Listen to me! I am giving you one last chance to help me get what I want.” Monica says. 

“You’re stupid! The answer is the same as earlier, yesterday, the days before! I have no idea how to make Chemical Clear. I'm a soldier! Not a fucking rocket scientist! You have to get it out of her, but…” Callager smirks at her, “you and I both know she’s superior!”  

Monica grabs a knife off the table and stabs it into his leg. She walks out of the room and Cassandra hides behind the door as she opens it and walks into the room with the men. Cassandra carefully walks into the room with Callager holding her finger in the door to keep it open. She listens and waits for Monica to leave. After, she returns to the room with the men. As quiet as possible, she opens a cabinet in the room that is full of chemicals. Chloroform is grabs and soaked onto some cloths. Cassandra covers both their mouths until they fall asleep. She looks over all the controls, unsure to what does what. Instead, she makes her way to the room with Callager. The room is dark. 

“Whose there?” Callager shouts hearing solider footsteps in the dark. Cassandra removes her glovea and reaches out toward him. As he struggles she walks behind him and places his wolf charm around his neck and then hugs him from behind. “Wait… I know this scent… no! Can it really?” Cassandra lights a flare and walks around.  

“Who else would be the one to save you?” Cassandra answers. 

“Fuck!” Callager begins to laugh, “Of course! Now, are you guna get me down from here?” Cassandra walks back to the door and turns on the lights. “Where’s your gadget gun? Damn, you still look cute as hell in that uniform.” Cassandra looks around at all the chain restraints. She pulls out the keys from the tech and uses process of elimination until finding the correct keys. Callager falls to his knees, barely able to stand. Cassandra helps him stand and walk to the observation room. He lays on the ground and Cassandra opens the cabinet to oull put chemical W. She pours it over all of his wounds and pulls put the knife. Almost instantly, he is healed. Standing up he felxes his muscles. “Let’s go get that bitch and prick of a doctor!” He reaches his hand down to Cassandra. She grabs it and is pulled up.  

Chapter 34 

Not much left  

Cassandra and Callager head to the boiler room after chaining up the two guys in the secured section. They walk in and Callager is smacked on the back with a broom that breaks.  

“I'm sorry! Don’t kill me!” The tech shouts and falls to his knees groveling.  

“No harm done. What’s the plan? Are we still near the isalnd?” Callager asks. 

“Here!” The tech turns on his radio and hands it to him. “Everyone is gathered on deck.” 

“Let’s go!” Cassandra says. 

“What! With no guns? It’s not like you to have measly hand gun.” Callager states 

“We'll be fine. Let’s go!” Cassandra moves out the door and Callager grabs her wrists pulling her back in. He rotates her arm looking at the rips on her forearms garment.  

“You went through with it…” Callager speaks. Cassandra shrugs her arm out of his grasp and the tech follows. The tech leads them to an emergency ladder to the deck. They exit and take cover to eavesdrop on the gathering.  

“Meeker! I have 5 soldiers un accounted for. Where are they?” Monica asks him. 

“I'm not sure what you mean? I don’t know anyone personally, but my scanner here doesn’t show anyone else on board.” Ben replies as he begins to sweat. “Actually, I have been meaning to do some one on one questioning with most of the crew. They seem to be less verbal and…” 

“Enough!” Monica shouts. A helicopter is flying toward the ship. “I'll be back later to remove my cargo in the secured area. Just keep doing your job and nothing else.” A rope ladder drops down and Monica grabs on. She climbs up as the chopper flies off. Once inside, she pulls put an unusual looking dog whistle and blows it. 

Cassandra begins to cringe, “that’s an ultrasonic signal!” Breccan shouts. Most of the men aboard the ship begin to stare down the rest.  

Cassandra stops cringing. She grabs the tech by his jumpsuit and pulls him in close, “bring me every fire extinguisher!” She hands her gun to Callager and stands up. “It won’t do you any good, but I know it makes you feel better.” She runs toward Ben as he is being surrounded by the humanoids with a small group of his men. Cassandra runs by slashing many of them with her blade. Everyone begins to fire and the humanoids attack.  

“Damn!” Callager uses a whole clip of the gun with no effect on the humanoids. He looks around and sees a turret. To it fast he ran and began to climb up to it. Ben tosses some fire grenades to freeze some of the humanoids. Many begin to regenerate their forms as Cassandra continues to run around d slashing them. A few pile on top of one of the solider pulling him to the ground. They all separate from a glob and re from as human like. Remaining was clothing and bones of the soldier. Ben is grabbed when watching the unexpected reaction of the humanoids attack. He is freed fast by the humanoid exploding to goop from Callager firing the turret. The tech returns with an arm full of fire extinguishers and is grabbed. The sound of metal sounds and Cassandra runs to him fast. She slices him free and quickly freezes the goop on the deck. 

“We turn them to liquid and make them into ice!” Cassandra shoves the extinguisher in the techs hands. Callager begins to explode many of them all over the place and Ben helps to freeze them. In no time, the entire deck was an ice rink. “I need a boat and…” 

“Roger that!” Thomas says. 

“Dilute the ooze with sodium hydroxide, hydrogen peroxide, and calcium hypochlorite.”  Thomas says. 

“Bleach? I got tons of that!” The tech shouts and runs off.  

“Don’t know if it will work, but it may disrupt the fluid enough or kill any microscopic organisms living within it.” Thomas replies.  

“Light em up!” Cassandra says as Callager and Ben toss heat grenades to melt the ooze. Cassandra and the tech begin pouring bleach and chlorine all around the area. When the flames stopped every one poured the chemicals into the humanoid liquid. A few attempted to form and were sliced down. They all stood around and watched until there was no movement on deck. Thomas showed up with the boat and took many samples of the humanoids. They head back to the SixFits boat.  

****** 

“Aw man! This is the fucking shit! Damn!” Ronan is walking around the Ferrari F512M. “Nooo way!” He slides across the hood and uncovers another car. “A Bugatti Veyron!” He gets giddy and jumps inside the driver seat. He puts on some shades, “yo! Dibs! Total fucking dibs!” 

“Good, cause I already claimed this one. C'mon! Let’s go! We have a job to do first.” Paisley states. 

“Now I know why you had me clear a path on the way here with that Humvee.” Ronan replies.  

Both enter the mansion. “So far, the place is empty. I don’t like this.” Paisley radios. Her and Ronan enter the dining room to find a bunch of people sitting are blankly. 

“Are these mannequins?” Ronan says and taps one. His arm gets sucked into the body of one of the humanoids as it liquefies himself. The fluid begins to ripple and Ronan pulls his arm out. All of his flesh is gone! Remaining is his robotic wrist and  forearm. Paisley punches a few with her electric glove that only disrupts their form for a few seconds. She jumps on the dining room table and slams her EMP glove down. Ronan falls back and stands up grabbing his robotic arm.  

“Sorry!” Paisley jumps down and helps him up.  

“Don’t worry about it. One arm down won’t stop me. Find a fire extinguisher!” Ronan uses his other hand to slice the reforming humanoids with his machete. Paisley returns and freezes them all. “What do we do after freezing the humanoids?” 

“Bleach or chlorine! When not frozen.” Cassandra responds.  

Ronan rushes out to the pool house as Paisley empties the cleaning closets. They both hurry back and thaw out the humanoids followed by diluting their state with chemicals. They hear something break in the living room. Looking cautiously, they find a pack of Repfelines stalking about.  

“Fuck those!” Ronan loads his rocket launcher and fires it into the fire place. The whole room erupts! Two ma aged to survive and take off running. One up the walls to the 2nd floor and the other right pass Ronan and Paisley. The two nod and Paisley quickly climbs up the wall of the open ceiling of the living room to the 2nd floor. Ronan takes off after the other. Both end up cornering the creatures. Ronan tosses bomb full of corrosive acid and dives into a bathroom avoiding the blast to eliminate the Repfelines. Paisley takes it head on. With a shock of her glove she nails it to the ground and slices the head off. The entire mansion is searched. 

“The mansion is clear. Same as before for rooms and escapes.” Paisley says. 

“Good! Thank you! Bring your prize back. If you can?” Cassandra answers. 

“Oh! It will be done!” Ronan replies. They head to the garage and open it. Both sports cars are started up and rumble. Paisley peels put first into the dirt jungle path. Behind is Ronan.  

Chapter 35 

Going Deep 

“Mission #382 begins soon. Let’s cross out finger to an end of #377 too!” Cassandra is talking to her Sixfits and those rescued from Monica’s ship. “Some of you I know, some of you only know of me from my reputation. Either way, you’re here and we have a job to do. Only the top will be in the front lines. As for the rest, I want you on standby for quick evac of the remaining Wolf Howlers and those under the agency’s payroll bi weekly. Seeing as no form of cells were found o  the island, I can only assume their will he others to rescue from the facility located in the ocean.” An image appears behind her of Monica and her father with Dr. Kore. “These are our targets! Their only option, is death!” Images show up from tbe camer3taken off the SixFits in combat with the humanoids, and both the Repfelines and Sharklions. “These are our enimes. Do not be fooled. Do not let your guard down. My associates are passing out simple instructions to all those who are un aware of these things abilities and quick ways to dispose of them. Any questions?” Someone raises their hand. “Oh, your going to make sandwiches for every one before we head out? No turkey! I don’t need anyone drowsy. Any more questions?” Someone begins to mutter, “yes! We will shoot anyone in our way and the entire island is due to self destruct. Let’s just hope by my hand and not one of the targets. Alright! Get outta my face!” Cassandra walks off as all the soldier scatter.  

“Really think we'll get him this time?” Callager walks up to Cassandra. 

“There are only a dozen subs and will have each of them stationed with men. The general has already began to assist with this. Come on? This is my plan we’re using. If only you used my way of thinking, you may of not been captured.” Cassandra starts to walk away. 

“I was…” Callager speaks and Cassandra stops to turn around facing him. “She wants your formula for Chemical Clear. She was under the impression you were here long before you actually arrived. She tricked me… with you.” 

“You can’t tell the difference between me and a cyborg?” Cassandra gets upset and walks close to his face standing on her tip toes. 

He grabs her shoulder and looks at her face seductively, “when it’s something you have been dreaming about…” Cassandra shrugs him off and runs away. Callager makes a fist and bites his lip. 

Out on deck, the SixFits are all suited and geared ip for the mission. “Brain 1 and 2 are ready at your go.” Seasha radios to Cassandra.  

“Alright!” Cassandra jumps on the ledge of the ship and onto the top of the sub. Entering it, Thomas is inside. Callager takes off in a boat with Ben and the soldiers to the main land in an attempt to enter the underport from other locations.  

“Air in the banks, shit in the tanks, ready to submerge below… sound the diving alarm.” Rachel says as the hatch is sealed. 

“8 SixFits go down, 3 groups come up.” Thomas shouts. Rachel smacks him on the shoulder. 

“Hey we only have 3 wrinkleneck trouts here. It’s an accurate count.” Ian says.  

“Don’t let your alligator mouth overload your mocking bird ass! I'd take the boss over any dick in here any day! But, I ain’t her cup of tea.” Paisley responds. 

“I could definitely go for some pink lipped tuna.” Ronan adds in and high fives Ian.  

“Proper prior planning prevents piss poor performance!” Candlelight says. 

“Hey! Don’t be scaring me into thinking Score is going to be the only one at the next two fisted gagger.” Seasha says over the radios.  

“Aw com on! You know you want a holiday show with me!” Breccan answers and is smacked by Seasha in their control room on board the ship. 

“Alright, as long as we ain’t no cluster fucks or dicking the dog!” Cassandra adds in. 

“Sail she may, shine she must!” Violet says. They continue with their submarine terms and phrases till the reach the underport. 

The dock and all prepare for an attack. As they exit slowly, not one person is around. The lights begin to flicker inside the facility and drops of water could be heard. 

“Welcome SixFits! But, I am confused. Our contract was terminated. This is your only chance to leave or we shall be forced to retaliate!” Mr. Unill speaks over an intercom. Cassandra shoots it out and the camera on them.  

“Alright! Loam’s team reached a sub and is making their decent. Let’s head this way!” Cassandra was looking at a 3d map projection of what they could get of this facility. It shows Loam's location is shown descending down one of the tunnels in the opposite direction. The Sixfits come to a four way intersection with 6 directions to go. “Wheels on Captain Hicks and head down this man hole. My guess is the cells would be that way. Quin, and Dige, clear out the labs. Knave, you see what’s in storage. Nume, clear the living quarters. I will head up this hatch to the offices.”  

Turrets turn on as Ian walks into the hall from where the hatch entered. He moves back and pushes Rachel and Thomas back with him. He tosses two sticky bombs. One on each of the turrets and they explode by a trigger in his hand. The Turrets shut down and a siren alarms. Rachel and Thomas both open panels below them and disarm the alarms. They pass through some metal doors. 

“We found all the holding cells.” Ian reports. They walk down looking into all the cells. “I don’t see any of the Wolf Howlers here. They must be somewhere else.” 

“Send them to our sub and get them out of here! Keep searching that level. Call the elevator to see if we can trace it on our maps.” Cassandra tells.  

Candlelight and Paisley reach the lab doors. They look in through small round windows. The room is empty. As they enter, the power shuts down for that sector. “Do you hear that?” Paisley asks. 

“Sounds like pudding hitting the floor?” Candlelight responds. They look at one another and each of them begin to toss flares about the room. They find many vents with humanoids pouring in. As fast as possible they begin to seal the vents with foam. Some begin to attack them. Candlelight uses her shot gun to send them to the floor. Paisley shocks them and both run towards a fire extinguisher. Candlelight stops and notices some CO2 canisters. She tosses one and shoots it with her hand gun. It explodes and freezes the humanoids fast. She begins to toss bottles of acetone at the frozen humanoids and they begin dissolve. When the lab is cleared, they search it.  

“There’s nothing here. I mean… nothing! It looks as if they had made a huge quantity of something or somethings. So much of everything is empty. Where do you suppose it went? The tanks of the other facility?” Paisley tells. 

“No. That was all made there. We'll have to find it. I have a hunch, but let’s not jump to conclusions.” Cassandra responds. She looks around a corner at some people exiting an office. Sneaking up behind them, she eavesdrops on their conversation. 

“I didn’t want to, but what choice did I have? She took my son to the cells down below until I finish.” One woman says to the other. 

“Aw man. I thought I had it bad. She just threatened to feed me to the humanoids. Frankly, those things a creepy overall. I don’t comprehend how they work.” The other says. Cassamdra reaches around and places her hand over there months while leaning between them. 

“Shhh… Your son is free and I need your help to get everyone innocent out of her. I’m going to release you too. If you scream or run, I will shoot.” Cassandra steps back aiming her submachine guns at each of their necks. The women raise there hands in the air. “Where is Dr. Kore?” 

“Da, the, the office at the end of this hall. But, I feel he sees us on the security cameras right now.” The one replies. 

“Don't worry about that. My people have took control of all the surveillance. Where is Mr. Unill and Monica?”  

“Office! End if the hall. They are all there. It over looks the center of the facility. It’s almost time to launch.” The other responds. 

“Launch? The rocket? Fuck!” Cassandra lowers her guns. “Can you give me an details?”  

“You’re with the SixFits? Monica said she plans to face the leader one on one. She made me upgrade her implants early this morning with Chemical Black enhancements.” The one speaks. 

“Dr. Kore is about to head down to one of the subs. In fact he is waiting on us to bring…” She looks at the other woman and Cassandra returns to aiming her guns, “The last tank to be attached to the rocket!” 

“We can stall, if you promise to get us out.” One reasons. 

“Deal! Take me to this tank and let’s see what we can do.” Cassandra answers. 

Violet enters a rec room where many employees were enjoying merriment. They all look at her as the doors slide shut behind her. One reaches toward an alarm and she shoots his hand without turning her head toward him. “You can all die or you can leave! Right now!” Some begin to laugh. “Ample?” She speaks over the radio and a couple sentry bots walk in to the sides of Violet aiming their lasers to their guns at multiple men. “I have this whole sector under my control. You’re either with me, against me, dead, fleeing, or some combination. You have 10 seconds to decide.” She fires her gun at someone who reached for their gun and rolled put of the way as the sentries shot a few others. Standing up, “3 seconds left.” Many begin to scatter and drop their guns. Other walk beside her smiling and helping her shoot down those who opposed.  

Ronan enters the storage room. It is ice cold and frost is all over the place. He walks around looking at many specimens. “Are you seeing this? What should I do?”  

“Destroy it all!” Cassandra replies. Ronan begins  to fire destroying all of the specimens. He attaches some explosives to the refrigeration devices. To his surprise he notices a secret door. He shoots out the control and the shelving moves aside. Inside he finds many pods. Scraping some ice out of the way, he realizes it’s the rest of the Wolf Howlers team.  

“What do I do? How do I save them?” Ronan asks the brains. 

“Ummm…” Seasha and Breccan look at each other.  

“Can you tell me what code is on the bottom of their pods?” Seasha asks. Breccan begins to run diagnostics for the vitals. Ronan sends a photo to Seasha. “Well… there is no guarantee they will make it, but the only other option is to wait for them to thaw out in a couple days.” 

“What should I do?” Ronan asks. 

“Detach them from the walls, still inside the pods and blast the window open. They’ll float and we’ll see about acquiring them.” Seasha responds. 

“Okay.” He places explosives on all areas of the large window. Sealing off the room he sets off all the bombs. 

“The room is halfway filled, I sent in one of our drone subs. I should be able to maneuver them out. Go ahead and meet up with the rest.” Breccan explains. 

“My team has cleared the underground area of the facility. But, the sub her is locked and will not call.” Ben radios.  

“Hold your position and see if you can destroy the controls to the rocket.” Cassandra replies. 

“Rocket?” Ben looks down below his feet to see he is standing on closed opening.  

“Alright! We're in position to storm the main part of the water facility. I've sent many survivors out in the sub we came in on. We may need an alternate exit route.” Callager says. 

Chapter 36 

Coming out on top 

The two women wheel in a large tank to the main office. “You’re late.” Dr. Kore speaks. He is looking out the window down below to a submarine being loaded with many large tanks. “This batch better be perfect! We have no tile left.” He turns around and as he does this the large tank open and Cassandra pops out firing both her sub machine guns. The glass begins ti shatter as his body is penetrated repeatedly. The rest of the SixFits storm in. Mr. Unill and Monica enter an elevator and escape fast. When Cassandra depletes her cartridges she stops and watches. Dr. Kore is wobbling and falls back. He flips over the edge and splatters against the ground below. Many employees begin to scatter while some begin to fire. Callager storms in with his team stoppung Mr. Unill. 

“Where’s Monica!” Callager asks.  

Mr. Unill begins to laugh, “I would never sell put my daughter!” Callager fires a bullet between his brain and he falls backwards dead.  

Cassandra grabs one of the body guards from the room by his vest and shouts, “where is she!” 

“I don’t know! The elevator reaches all floors. She could of took off on any of them. To a submarine?” The guard stutters to answer. 

“Look!” Candlelight shouts as a person drops from the ceiling of the large room directly into the sub. Cassandra dives out the window and grapples to land on the sub. Callager tosses her an air tank and rebreather to her as he places one on himself. The sub powers on and dives down fast. It follows the tube back to the facility. Cassandra and Callager hold on tight all the way. Ben awaits for their arrival. The rest of the SixFits find there way back to Thomas and Rachel to head back to the island as the rest of Callager’s team finishes clearing out the facility.  

When the sub surfaces inside the underground area, Cassandra and Callager slide off and swim to the ground.  

“Give up Monica! You’re surrounded!” Cassandra shouts. 

The hatch opens and Monica climbs out. She has her hands raised in the air. Turning around she smiles as some lights could be seen lit up through her forearms. “Give up! To you! Ha! You don’t even know what’s in store! Go ahead! Shoot me!” 

Cassandra tilts her head and raises her eyebrows, “hold your fire!”  

“What are you doing Sweet Cake? This is our chance.” Callager asks. 

“I don’t like her telling me what to do. Or giving her what she wants.” Cassandra responds. She relaxes and drops her guns. She removes a lot of her gear and guns. “How about we go one on one?”  

“Of course! Always has to be done Cassandra's way! Fine! I'm going to enjoy this!” Monica is in a white tank top that is tucked into her pants she changed into while in the sub. Cassandra is down to her black halter top and shorts with her boot straps. Monica jumps toward her and Cassandra grabs her by the arms, spins her around, and tosses her into a nearby shelving that knocks over. “Lucky chance. Just because you have always been a gay cow compared to me and have more weight over me!” Monica stands up and wipes some blood off her mouth. Cassandra eggs her forth by bending her fingers in. Monica runs and kicks. Toward the face, Cassandra blocks, and twist her leg causing her to rotate to the ground. Cassandra drops her elbow down ward onto her. Monica wraps her leg around her neck and pushes her down and crawls on top putting her into a cradle hold. Cassandra reach behind her neck and pulls Monica’s hair and flips her over. Cassandra pins her and attempts to choke her by the knee. Monica smiles and Cassandra pulls away fast standing up just in time to miss a bunch of blades escaping from her body. Monica stand and Cassandra tackles her down. She extends her blade from the elbow and jabs it down. Monica moves her head and pushes Cassandra off. The two return to battling with different variations of hand to hand combat and attempts with blade attachments from their own bodies like swords.  

Cassandra kicks Monica multiple times and she falls to the ground. Monica squeezes her forearm and screams! An ultra sonic signal whistles from out od her lungs. Cassandra crunges3a bunch from the sound affecting her internal robotic anatomy. Tons of humanoids begin to pour into the area and out of containers about the facility. Everyone takes to combat against them. Monica walks up and attempts to slice her head off. Cassandra dives and rolls off to the side and stabs Monica through her side with the blade out of her elbow. Black begins to leak out of her and her skin begins to turn black and hard. Cassandra pulls out her k-bar and jabs it into her heart. The blade broke off. Cassandra tries to remove her elbow with no luck. Callager fires multiple shots at Monica that seem to bounce out by the sound of metal. Cassandra uses her leg and pulls her blade out. Inside Monica’s side was a robotic interior. Monica kicks her over and Cassandra swings her leg around dropping her to the floor.  

Cassandra stands up fast and runs toward her pile of gear and grabs her gadget gun. Monica took off running and Cassandra follows. The doors up to the elevator up to the control room of the rocket. The Sixfits were there and all open fire. Monica laughs, and peals off her damaged skin. Her enitre body is robotic and slowly changing from a grey colour to black. She jumps onto the wall and begins to crawl up. Cassandra shoots her gadget gun into her back and repels up. She detaches the grapple and starts to hang by an arm. She presses the gun up against Monica’s neck and fires her corrosive acid. Monica begins to scream again and releases the wall. Cassandra grapples the ledge above only for Monica to grab her ankle. She swings her leg into the wall slamming Monica against the cement. Her torso is partially exposed. Cassandra can see her heart inside. Violet launches a rope bolt at Monica and the SixFits all tug of war her off of Cassandra. She falls to the ground fast. Cassandra aims her hand gun and shoots the heart. Ian grabs her head and twists it until it detached. Cassandra pulls herself up to the control room. A siren begins to sound and the opening for the rocket opens in the floor.  

“10-9-8…” A voice begins to count down as the rocket rises and the opening for it to launch opens above through the facility. Cassandra breaks a nearby box with a control chip. She grapples down to her gear grabbing her back pack. She rushes to Paisley and removes her gloves and takes a shoulder belt of grenades from Ronan. Ian tosses her, her submachine guns, as Candlelight and Violet toss her some other pouches. Cassandra grapples onto the rocket. “Blast off!” The rocket launches into the sky. The entire place begins to shake and all the tunnels throughout the island send tons of wind, smoke, and fire out them.  

“Everyone evacuate the island! Make sure everyone knows it!” Cassandra shouts. Seasha dn Breccan begin to radio all the soldiers of the General and from headquarters. Many begin to run and rush about the place. The SixFits begin to run. Callager stops and looks back at Ronan examining Monica. He runs uo to him and grabs his arm. 

“C'mon! We have to get out of here!” Callager shouts.  

“This isn’t the real Monica!” Ronan shouts. He looks at Callager, “we need to find her!” 

“5 minutes until the island self destructs!” A voice speaks on ever intercome, radio, and loud speakers on, under, and around the island. 

“What do you suggest we do?” Callager asks. 

“I know! Head to the top of the tower. The elevator still works, or grapple up. Your choice. I'm calling the zip line pod back to Mr. Unill’s office.” Seasha demands.  

“Hey! Where Knave?” Candlelight asks. 

“Don’t worry about him! Just get back to the boat and back here A.S.A.P!” Breccan demands.  

Chapter 37 

Fin 

Cassandra climbs the rocket using directions from Seasha and Breccan. She removes panels and places bombs in multiple places. She reaches a large one and begins to unscrew it. She pulls out a device and hooks it up. Opening the pouches she attaches more devices. A chips ends up ejecting and she places the one she took.  

“I'm in!” Breccan shouts. 

“Place the rest of the bombs on the other side of the rocket! You will only have like 2 seconds to avoid them exploding after you use the gloves.” Seasha tells.  

“30 seconds and I can shut it down, but we risk the tanks still releasing the chemicals.” Breccan says. 

“Or, you can just explode it and hope you can get away from the explosion and chemicals. Who know what they will do in the air?” Seasha says. 

“4 minutes until full island detonation!” The voice announces.  

Cassandra thinks about everybody. “Do both! T minus, 6-5-4-3-2-1!” Cassandra slams both of her gloves down on the rocket and sends both an electrical current and EMP throughout it. She lets go and dives fast. In seconds the bombs explode throughout the rocket and it powers down. She is pushes down by the explosion away from the fire. Pieces begin to fall and she slows her fall down. Her bag is singed and she pulls out some attachable wing suit wings. They have some holes in them. She attaches them and attempts to sore down. They rip even more. She sighs and stabs her k-bar into part of her rib cage. A button is exposed and she triggers it. Lots of her skin tears and rips as a wing suit extend from out of her arms, shoulders, and rib cage. She slices her legs and pulls out some wings above her ankles to the knees. She pulls out a vial of Chemical W and seals up her wounds. Falling through the sky, she focuses on the bunker.  

“3 minutes until fill island destruction!” The voice speaks. 

Callager and Ian enter Mr. Unill’s office and enter the pod. It zip lines down into the jungle fast.  

“2 minutes until Island destruction.” Cassandra lands many seconds later and rushes into the bunker. She walks in slowly with her hand behind her back. Opening the door to the control room, she finds a gun in her face. 

“I knew you would somehow make it here! At least now I get to avenge my father!” Monica says. Cassandra smiles and moves her hands behind her head. She takes a step back.  

“Nobody was wronged by my hands. Don’t you get it by now? I always win!” Cassandra gloats. Monica steps back still aiming the gun at her. 

“Oh look! Seems some of your friends are heading this way.” Monica pushes some buttons and pulls up footage of Callager running toward the bunker. “I think I won! You make one move, and I blow your head off. You stay put and watch me take down the whole island to witness your failure.” 

“Or… you can die right now and I can put in the code to end the destruction.” Cassandra interrupts and steps back slowly. 

Monica laughs, “you think I would give you the code? There’s no way I could die right now.” She sits down. 

Cassandra pulls her arm out and clicks a button. Bombs placed below the chair explode! 

“Cassandra" Ronan shouts as he and Callager rish down the stairs and storm in.  

“1 minute until island destruction.” Cassandra moves Monica’s mangled body out if the way and opens up the panel. 

“Please enter code to deactivate the bombs.” A voice says as the panel opens. 

“Let this fucking hell hole blow to pieces! Everyone had plenty of time to evacuate.” Callager says.  

“What? I doubt there was enough boats off the island! A lot of people here were only taking orders and are innocent!” Ronan replies. 

“Well, the research needs to be destroyed. But, I don’t want to take innocent lives…” Cassandra says. 

“30 seconds till full island destruction.” The voice says. 

Cassandra looks at Callager, “I may be your dream boar, but this ship sails everywhere. Everyone matters and deserves a chance to determine their fate.” Cassandra types in the code and deactivates the self destruction. 

“Self destruction deactivated. Have a nice day!” The voice says. Many begin to cheer. 

“We still have clean up to do. I suppose I will get started on that.” Callager begins to walk away. Cassandra reaches out to him as she trips from Monica’s hand grabbing her. Ronan punches her hard in the head with his robotic hand.  

Cassandra looks up as Callager squats down raising her chin with his hand. “I never get to save you." He says. She pushes herself up to her knees and looks up at his eyes. 

“You saved me the first mission we went on together. That person you brought out in me on that mission is who I strived to be from then on.” Cassandra says. Callager smiles. Ronan rushes out carrying the mangled Monica over his shoulder. He shuts off the lights and slams the door. 

The rest of the SixFits begin to pour liquor with lots of soldiers. “You always win!” Callager whispers and lights a flare.  

“We’ll see a about that this time…” Cassandra responds and tosses all of her gear into the control room. She flicks her pin in last and Callager uses his foot to shut the door. 

Science Fiction 

An unlikely friendship  

The Sixfit! 

-A short of two stories of mine I have typed out. 1 

Cassandra is leader of the Sixfits. A bunch of misfits, who won’t split, mean hits and kicks, always at their wits, and put people in pits! An elite team of Super Spies for the United States Government. Together with her team, they are unstoppable and always succeed. However, being leader, she still runs missions solo. Inside her arms are advanced human augmentation or artificial veins with stores of adrenaline and pain fluids to assist her in combat. Flight wings are also available for emergency situations that she only used once leaving scars down the sides of her arms, body, and legs.  

She closes a laptop having read information provided to her. Sitting inside a helicopter, she looks out the window to see a facility in the distance within an industrial section of a city. “ETA?” She asked the pilot.  

He has red and black hair, “If we land, 10 mins. You could jump now.” 

“No. I have an invite. Set me down on the helipad.” Cassandra responds. 

“Roger that!” The pilot responded. 

She un-buckles and begins to place many holsters with weapons and gear upon her person. The chopper was a few feet off the ground trying to land, “That’s good Thomas! Thanks!” She jumps out and lands safely. In all black attire with boots and her hair in a braid she rests her assault rifle to the side by its strap. She grabs a pair of glasses on a tether. Hitting a button, it scan anywhere else looks creating a map. She receives a notification to pull out a phone. It reads, “two floors down on the western corner. Room 307.” Cassandra sees a notification from Seasha, one of her SixFits, through the lenses of the glasses. It sets a marker to the location directly pin-pointed. Cassandra looks at the main entrance of the roof to the facility. Her finger js waves around ato point elsewhere. Walking off, defensive activated. The first was easy. She kneels down slashing it out by her ka-bar knife. The next few were hot our by her assault rifle. Falling to the knees with Elaine, she grabbed her gun to fire at many, easily she laid upon the ground aiming her gun. Eliminating all defenses. Smiling, Cassandra pushes herself up to a stand. Running toward the western corner, her gadget gun was pulled out. Tapping her glasses, they switch to a thermal scan. Guards patrolled the hall armed and people are divided into rooms. The far corner shows a child looking out the window. Cassandra aims her gadget gun to the hallway outside and shoots corrosive acid. The roof was disintegrated fast. An alarm is set off with more guards hurrying to that part of the hall. Bullets fire up at her as she tossed a grenade and leapt off the building. She fired a grapple from her gadget gun and swung around the corner of the building to smash through the window. The child is frightened running to the corner. The bomb explodes outside in the hall for him to step away unsure what to do. 

Cassandra takes a knee and holds her hand out, “Hi. My names Cassandra. You’re a special little girl. I can tell.” She smiles and waits. 

“I'm…” The girl is shy and looks her over from head to toe. The side of her dress is being grasped in the hand as she starts to rock side to side slowly smiling. The door handle starts to jiggle and the girl turns around biting her fingers.  

Cassandra replaces the vial of corrosive acid with another fluid. Walking to the door she aims, “do you want to go with me?” 

“I want my mommy!” The girl please.  

“Kay.” Cassandra fires starting at the doorknob. Foam exits the gun to dry stiff as rubber fast. Along the edges of the door she seals it completely. On the other side the men are confused when the door doesn’t open. Cassandra kneels by the girl asking again, “I need to know your name. Do you know where your mom is?” 

“She used to be one of the scientists here. On level 5! She named me Calla, after her favorite flower.” Calla responds. She grabs Cassandra’s hand who pulls her on close and picks her up. 

“You need to hold on tight. It’s guna be like a big slide! I need you to put your head on my close.” Cassandra tightens her assault rifle strap to secure Calla some. She hooks her grapple in the window’s edge and climbs out. She extends the rope and repels down. Seen through the window by another patient more alarms are set. The tall office building has a full alert with security. Bouquets fire through the glass and they drop. Fast by release of the rope. Cassandra starts to run along the side of the building and pulls herself up to evade being hit. Down below in the street employees await in an attempt to stop them. Cassandra stops at an empty room's window and starts to smash the window with her forearm. It cracks and cracks. 

“Doesn’t that hurt? You’re really strong.” Calla asked. 

“Oh, I lost this arm a long time ago. It’s all metal. I'm partially robot.” Cassandra shattered the window. Inside Calla is set down. Cassandra sees thermal reading gathering toward their location. She hands a flash drive to Calla and a tablet. “Go ahead and put this in the computer. My friends Seasha and Breccan are very nice and will find your mom.” Calla smiles and accept it fast running to the computer climbing in the chair. “I'll be back. Don’t come find me.” Cassandra exits the office. Down the hall men scream and aim weapons. Cassandra quickly drew her assault rifle, using the scope, and shot them all in the arms and legs at the end of the hall. She has a setting for her scope to thermal scan. Her cartridge is rotated to have heavier penetrating bullets. She fires directly through the walls and doors at awaiting men to attack holding weapons. Some employees are just hiding in their offices to be left alone. She receives an update from her Sixfits. 

“Hey there Sweetcake!” A woman talks to Cassandra. “I found Calla's mother. But there’s a problem…” 

A man cuts in, “let me tell her Seasha, she can’t leave the facility and may not actually be herself.” 

Seasha cuts back in, “they completely augmented her to one of the machines in the basement. Bad artificial intelligence attempts. Her body is there, but no saying her brain is. Without being there in person, I couldn’t tell if I could save her. Go ahead Breccan.” 

“Good news, sort of bad, Calla has been augmented with synthetic versions of the Coloured Chemical compounds. Uh… just show her to clip.” Breccan tells. Cassandra holds her arm out for a hologram projection to form from her arm watches and chest Hexagon SixFits pin. A video begins to play of Calla. She is forced into a room full of men on chains. She begins to sweat and the men become irritable and agitated. One of them lunges forth at her as she screamed unable to exit. The men are released from her restraints and Calla hits the floor covering her head screaming and crying. A light glows on her arm and she begins sweating more. The men all cease and have a shifted mood. They begin laughing and smiling dancing about happily. 

“Pheromone projection…” Cassandra speaks. She looks at her own arm and speaks, “chemical pink, half percent.” A light shows under her skin on the right arm and she takes a deep breath to gain a big smile on the face. “Okay! Connect me to the boss man here!” Seasha and Breccan are inside a van with tons of equipment having a fake logo, Misfits Mechanics, for at home car services. They manage to pull up the main office of the buildings TV with Cassandra on screen, cocky, happily, and, “I herby shut down this facility, under jurisdiction of the Sixfits, all employees will be subjected to evaluations, any resists or fleeing attempts will result in immediate imprisonment, and actions to fight or defend will result in death.” 

“What the!” The boss man stands up yelling at the TV very angry. 

“I'm sure you have choice words for me, but I can’t hear you.” Cassandra ends the transmission. She is given a schematic by her team and 5 locations surround her within the building of her allies. She speaks into her Hexagon directly to her team of 10, “SixFits! Siccom!” Ian, Violet, Candlelight, Paisley, and Ronan all pulled put guns throughout the facility scattered from being undercover in a variety of jobs. The entire building lost power. Emergency power was set in two locations. Cassandra returned to the office for Calla to hug her right away. They go to the elevator shaft and propel down as far as possible. They enter the 2nd floor and proceeded to the stairwell. Men in heavy combat gear started to laugh when Cassandra fired a bullet to not harm them. She smiled and used her gadget gun to shoot them all in the faces with corrosive acid like a squirt gun. They reach the room of the super computer. Before going inside Cassandra tells Calla, “your mom is in here, but… she’s not…” 

“She’s a computer. I know.” Calla answers.  

“Just know, I will get you out, but no guarantee for your mom.” Cassandra is sad and Calla is too. The doors are opened, by hacking, and Cassandra entered first aiming her gun with a laser pointer and beam light.  

The lights turn on and a scientist sits at a desk sitting up fast. In the center of the room Calla's mom was hooked up to many wires and machines. “Huh! Uh…” The scientist spins wouldn’t in his chair waving his hands, “don’t shoot! Please. I… uh… Calla!” 

“Why the sympathy?” Cassandra asked and grabbed Called by her dress to stop her from running forth.  

“Uh… you know. She was born here and when your around kids you get attached.” The man speaks. 

“Don’t lie to me. You've been crying and have more than an emotional attachment to her.” Cassandra says. She aimed her gun upwards and fired through the glass at a man in the control room above. 

“Oh God.” The man flinched. Calla began to panic and freak out looking at herself, she began to sweat everywhere. “Oh no! Please knock me out, I can’t be in here for this.”  

“Alright.” Cassandra pulled out a dart and stabbed it into his neck.  

“Thank you.” He began to pass out.  

Cassandra leaned into his ear whispering, “a girl needs her father.” He smiled as he completely passed out.  

Calla stops panicking and smiles shouting, “you’re not all crazy!” 

“No. I'm not. Go to your mom.” Cassandra was happy to see Calla run forth to her mom and hug her trying to talk. Looming around she looks back to the control room seeing the boss man. “What do you want?” 

The boss speaks into the intercom, “how! Why are you not effected?” Cassandra laughs, “stop laughing and tell me! Agh!” He slammed a button opening a garage with a robot. It targets her. 

“You had the power to steal the chemical compounds without knowing their backstory?” Cassandra laughs more. A laser fired at her as she dives our of the way. Her glasses are put on the scan the robot. Weak points for its limbs, electrical areas, and fuel source are highlighted. She puts on a special glove on the left hand. It charges up with electricity. Behind the boss, a pink hair woman, Paisley, exited a vent stealthily. Cassandra punched the robot for it to shut down from an electrical overload.  

“No! You won’t get away with this!” The boss turned around and bumped onto Paisley scared. She pushed him out the broken window grappling his leg causing him to hang upside down like a spider.  

Cassandra walked up slowly smiling, “you’re a dead man. Maybe not today, but you will enjoy SixFits tower dungeons.” She grabbed his chin to look at him face to face with Paisley adjusting the rope, “I should of never made the Chemicals Coloured Compounds. Your synthetic are nothing to the original. She smacked his cheek twice gently biting hippo steeping away as he flaked his arms. “He's all yours Paisley!”  

Mission over. 

Rhymes I have done for such dividing my brain.  So, Poems!

Live and people say I have bad taste in men? Nah! Taeyong!