Decadence and debauchery

a/n woohoo!! another chapter written, and i am trying to tie in some lost chapters still roaming around on my laptop. in those chapters Jeh-ri is trying to save her 'children' but who will prove stronger. a mother's love or the virus-gene Jenova, hellbend on everythings destruction!? ( Does this sound interesting? give a yell and i will keep working on it)

thank you Morgana, kill_me,kiss_me and i~plead~obsession, and gslinger for reviewing. you are soooo gooood for my ego, and i hope you keep the writing up too.


Decadence and debauchery, VII

“I’ve had it. I am going to step up the testing on subject Strife and Fair.” The professor snarled impatiently at the Commander. He poured over several charts and test results on his computer, as his long bony fingers stabbed furiously at the keys.

“What do you want to do, Hojo?” The SOLDIER asked, trying to keep the dread out of his voice.

“I want them placed in the Mako pods, Commander Donovan. Right now. I have been way too soft on them, and I need to know how they both will respond to prolonged exposure.”

“Surely the subjects in the other tanks give you enough data to go on, professor.” The Commander started to protest.

“Do as I say, Donovan.” The professor snapped. “Right now!”

Commander Donovan inclined his head slightly, then turned on his heels. He hated placing subjects in the Mako Pods. The poor souls were constantly exposed to Mako gasses, which make their skins burn and sting, not to mention the constant state of delirium in which they seemed to relive their worst nightmares over and over, unable to escape or wake up. As he walked down the corridors he gathered up his security team to move the poor unfortunate subjects. He found them entwined in each others arms, the ex SOLDIER responded immediately as he approached the door to their cell.

“You’re being moved, the both of you.” He stated, and motioned for the other members of his team to put restraints on them both.

“What is with the bondage gear, Donovan?” Zach asked, getting suspicious. When the Commander made no answer, he knew it had to be bad, hence the cuffs. “It is the pods for us isn’t it?” He asked quietly, and suddenly tried to kick out at one of the others who were now putting cuffs on Cloud. The Commander made several false moves to unbalance Zach, and simply planted the tips of his fingers against a bundle of pressure points just on the side of Zach’s spine, who froze with pain.

“Don’t struggle, Fair. You can’t stop this from happening.” The Commander whispered, Zach couldn’t see properly as tears of rage and frustration blurred his vision, but the sympathy in Donovan’s voice was unmistakable.

Several moments later they where marched out of the cell, and moved to the elevators that gave access to the main generator room. Zach recognised it as the place where he had seen Sephiroth alive for the last time, and he could tell by the way Cloud pressed himself into him, the smaller blond had too. He was shaking from head to toe when they were forced to climb the stairway, the pods standing left and right, their sickly green light illuminating the large space.

As they reached the top of the long stairwell, they entered another room, where a new kind of pod had been constructed. It in the contrary to the older model of pod, these where constructed of plexy-glass and completely transparent. Donovan manoeuvred Zach to one of the pods, and with a mechanical noise of a large machine pulling chains, the cylindrical tube lifted up. Zach’s cuffs there connected with a mechanism in the floor of the pod, and the cylinder was lowered back down, and with and sinister series of clicking noises, it slid home in its slot. Zach felt the pressure in the tube build, and he had to pop his eardrums several times to equalize himself.

Now Cloud was similarly restrained in his pod, and the mechanism in the floor that held their cuffs snapped free. The Commander motioned for them to put their hands through a small slot through which they would be able to receive their meals, and unlocked their restraints.
Professor Hojo entered through another door, and started to push buttons on a large control panel. The whole world around them turned a dirty green, as the pod slowly started to fill with Mako gasses. Zach pressed himself against the glass as his he tried to call out to Cloud, who fell to his knees, coughing and struggling for breath.

“Stop it, you sick bastard!” He yelled, thumping his fists against the unmoving glass.” He’ll choke to death!” tears were now streaming down Cloud’s face as he continued to choke, grasping and clawing at the skin around his throat. Hojo didn’t seem to take any notice of the blond’s struggle at first, but did seem to take notice at Zach’s steady stream of abuse.
“Turn it off! TURN IT OFF!! YOU ARE KILLING HIM!” Zach screamed, as he was slamming his fists into the glass casing so hard he made them bleed.

Finally Hojo looked over to Cloud who had slumped against the glass of his pod, the skin around his neck and throat covered with bleeding scratch marks. The skin under his eyes and of his lips had turned a ghastly blue, and now the professor had to admit that the ex-SOLDIER had been right about the blond young man choking. A sudden rush of air displacement ruffled the blond youth’s hair and told Zach the precious Mako gasses were being flushed from Cloud’s pod.
Zach calmed down now he could see the small chest of his friend rise and fall, be it faltering and shallow, but at least he was breathing again.
His reprieve however, was brief, as the pod started to fill with gas again, only in a much lighter concentration. Could coughed briefly, then resumed his fitful breathing.
Zach rested his head against the glass, never taking his eyes of the limp form in the other pod as he felt the Mako in his pod starting to sting at the bruises on his knuckles, and started to condense against the walls and floor. Soon it would cover every surface, and there would be no escape from the misery for either of them.

* * * * * *

~Be ready, my boy.. it is almost time..~

Kadaj moaned and tossed on his bed. Sleek leather clad hands teased his face and chest.. it showed him.. green tanks, Mako tanks.

~They’re afraid now, Kadaj, afraid of you.. of your brothers..~

They should.. Kadaj mused. Yazoo had done so well, harassing and teasing the little blond. The big black haired guy had been in a state, and soon he would make a break for it.
And he and his brothers would be right on his tail, riding his wake.

~When you’re free, you will go and find mother.. ~

Mother? How? Where?

~You will have to be ready to fight, you will have to hone your skills.. hide out, and lay low. You will have to prepare yourselves, my boy…~

For what, Father?

Then a multitude of voices told Kadaj the answer as one.. REUNION, BROTHER, REUNION!! The voices reverberated through his mind, as he echoed the answer through his fevered lips… reunion… of course.

Kadaj felt the dream lift from his mind, and saw Yazoo’s concerned face hover over him. They had let them back together, after he had been questioned about the dead brunette.

Mako poisoning, they said, is what had killed the poor unfortunate wretch. Kadaj honestly had no idea, as he had played with this brothers, and they never had anything happen to them.
The thought he could kill people by having sex with them, gave him a whole new perspective on what otherwise just was a very pleasurable activity.

No.. that was a path he now no longer should pursue. He had been given a task now, a mission. Finally all the emptiness and boredom of his existence here was justified and replaced with a sense of purpose, a destiny.

“You were dreaming again, Kadaj. Did you see him?” Yazoo asked, as he ghosted his hands over his younger brothers skin. Loz had dropped down from the top bunk, and had one large muscular arm around each of them.

“I did, Yazoo.. we are getting out of here soon.” He said, as he pulled the long haired young man closer. They sat up together, Loz towering over them both, their foreheads touching. He gently caressed the sides of Yazoo’s face, as he feverishly spoke of their shared destinies. Of how they would go to ground, and bide their time, and then they would go search for mother, their mother, and finally become whole again.

Kadaj pressed the slightly smaller body close to his chest. “Oh Yazoo.. it will be glorious, you and me and Loz… free and whole!” He breathed, and he pulled Loz close, who placed a big long kiss on Kadaj’s forehead.
The youngest silver head wrapped his arms around Yazoo, and pulled the lithe body between him and Loz’s burly frame. Wanting access to the tender skin of his neck, he pulled the long silver hair to one side, and created a long wet trail with the tip of his tongue from the base of Yazoo’s throat to his jawbone, drawing shivers that made the long haired youth’s nipples stand out. Loz noticed the tiny pink nubs begging for attention and took them between his thumb and index finger, making Yazoo moan in anticipation.

Then Loz stood up, offering his growing hard-on to his middle brother, who took it into his mouth greedily. Kadaj encouraged Yazoo, stroking his and his own cock, as he watched in total fascination how the long haired youth swallowed Loz’s impressive length without gagging. Loz grabbed hold of the bars supporting the upper bunk, flexing and showing off his muscular arms and chest to Kadaj, who leered at him, licking his lips. Loz smiled crookedly as he started to rock his hips toward Yazoo’s eager throat.

“I want you up my ass, Loz..” Kadaj panted, as he pulled Yazoo away from Loz’s member, that was all wet and glistening with saliva and pre-cum. He pushed the long haired youth down and took his shaft into his mouth, fingering him simultaneously, while Loz fingered his hole, getting him ready for penetration.

Kadaj winced at Loz’s harsh treatment, and had to resist biting down on poor Yazoo’s ripe erection. The oldest brother never was one for subtlety, as he now pushed three digits in without mercy.

“Ahh fuck, Loz, slow down!” Kadaj growled over his shoulder at the burly silverhead, who just grinned wickedly at him, and withdrew.
“Better get ready, Kadaj, I’m not waiting forever..” Loz leered at him.

“Do it, Kadaj..” Yazoo breathed as he looked at his little brother through heavy lidded eyes. ”Just put it in me, I don’t care!” He added, knowing he hadn’t been stretched properly, but with Loz’s want bearing down on both of them, he struggled to hold back.

Kadaj entered Yazoo carefully, knowing that once Loz, who was now teasing his back and chest with his hands while placing greedy noisy kisses down his spine and shoulders, started in on him, things would be out of his control.
Yazoo moaned and arched himself onto his brother’s cock, trying to give him full access as Kadaj hooked his knees with his elbows pulling his legs against his chest.

Then Loz forced his way in, bearing his great weight down on them both, Kadaj an extension of himself, and also claiming Yazoo in the process.

Yazoo moaned loudly when both bodies bore down on him, Kadaj head sagging against his chest as Loz pushed in on him from behind. He got filled with both their power, both their wants, and it expanded inside him, lust piled upon lust, need piled upon need. He reached up over Kadaj’s shoulder, touching Loz’s face now screwed up in deep concentration.

Kadaj was beside himself, the sensation of Loz, big and burly pushing into him, hitting his sweet spot so nicely, Yazoo’s perfect lithe body stretched out under him, caressing his chest and face, his tight ass grabbing him tight with every move. This was… this had to be as perfect as the three of them could get. Nothing or no one could ever change that. His mind briefly wandered to the future, thinking about what it would be like, once they were out of here, no one watching them, no one spying on them. His mind got pulled back roughly, as Loz sped up, squeezing his legs around Kadaj’s hips to get more purchase and digging his fingertips into his skin.

He continued shoving his little brother’s body into Yazoo who couldn’t contain himself much longer, and became increasingly more vocal as Kadaj fisted him to his climax. Yazoo’s cry of ecstasy drove them both over the edge, Loz flooding Kadaj’s hole with a copious amount of semen. The sound of him still pounding in on him now wet and sated, made him lose himself in the body under him. They all collapsed into a sweat and cum covered dogpile. Loz lifted Kadaj into his arms as Yazoo started to lick his semen off his brother’s chest.

Kadaj took the soft effeminate face in his hands and kissed the beautiful young man, he liked tasting himself on the other, as Loz’s large hands gently clawed Yazoo’s back. Bouts like this were so good, he could never stop doing this, not ever.. he hoped.

* * * * * * *

They had spent more than two weeks in the pod now. It didn’t seem to affect Zach too badly, he just felt claustrophobic every now and then, but he just felt sleepy and a bit disoriented mostly. Cloud was having a real bad time though, he was in a constant state of delirium, clawing and fending off phantoms in his fevers, moaning and crying. If he stayed in there much longer, he was going to lose his mind.

Zach had been forming a plan, slowly but surely he got the hang of the routines in this part of the lab. He had been observing carefully, and as he had been pretending to be half in and out of consciousness the last couple of days, he noticed that the guard who brought him his food had become somewhat complacent.

He was younger than the others that came, and he probably didn’t have a lot of experience with subjects and what signs to look for. Good. He could use this to his advantage. He heard the youth approach the part of the lab they were in, and leant against the smooth surface of the plexy-glass his pod was largely constructed of. He started to breathe heavily and rolled his head from side to side, feigning that he was in the throes of another delirium.
The young SOLDIER approached, and unlocked the small hatch through which they received their food.

Just as he moved his hand inside the tubular hole, and deposited the meal bars there, Zach punched through the closed lid on the other side, which was supposed to prevent him from being able to grab the guards arm. The plexy-glass smashed into tiny shards as his fist rammed into the tube. The poor young guard never saw it coming and in his panic to pull his hand back, got his sleeve snagged on some of the larger shards.

He cut his arm and the blood made his arm slippery and hard for Zach to keep a hold of, but he knew this was his only chance, and dug his fingernails into the youth’s arm. He pulled as hard as he could, smashing the guards head into the glass. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he slumped to the floor.

Zach released him, and moved his arm around to the key which still hung inside the lock of the small hatch. Slowly, carefully he managed to pull the key from its hole, and pulled back inside his pod. On the key ring was a remote control that operated the crane that lifted the Plexy-glass tube from its slot. He took aim at the receiver on the control panel on the wall, selected both his and Cloud’s pod and hit activate. The crane’s engines hummed to life, but as the release mechanism on the slots hadn’t been disengaged, the pods remained in place. All Zach could do was hope that the crane’s engine was stronger than the pod.

After several tense seconds, a large vertical crack suddenly appeared in his pod, then another, and another. The reinforced plastic moaned and screeched in protest as it was torn loose. The sudden decrease in strain caused the broken top half of the pod to swing upward, and got launched across the lab, where it smashed against the wall.
Its impact caused one of the main power lines to rupture, causing a huge power failure throughout the whole complex. Alarms that had been wailing their mindless warnings suddenly cut off, security doors were disabled, and everything turned dim red as the emergency lighting switched on.

Zach laughed out loud. This was more than he could hope for! Now he had to get Cloud out. The power was cut, so the crane was useless. He looked around and found a toolbox, that contained a large adjustable spanner. He found that the mechanism could also be undone by unscrewing some bolts at its base. He worked as fast as he could, and when he had undone most bolts, he found he could just push against the pod, breaking the last mooring bolts with its own weight. The pod fell over with a resounding crash, and Zach jumped over the metal edges, and took his unconscious friend by the shoulders. Unable to rouse him, he grabbed him by his clothes, as his skin was slippery with Mako, and hauled him over his shoulder.

“Hang on, Spike. We are so out of here!” He said, as he ran down the stairs they had climbed earlier, remembering there being a locker room and a small armoury just off to the side. There weren’t a great amount of weapons stored there, but it would be enough to bust their way out. Thank Gaia there also were some clean uniforms there, as Zach quickly stripped the Mako soaked clothes off, and dressed him and Cloud.

He could hear running foot steps all around the outside of the locker room, as now new alarms sounded. The impact of the pod had created more damage than he thought at first, as a computerised voice now started to sound through the complex

***ATTENTION ALL PERSONNEL. Main Mako reactor will reach critical condition in.. T- minus forty ..minutes. Emergency shut down has failed, emergency power-dump is in effect. Correct shutdown procedures recommended before losing capacity for positive control. All personnel have .. twenty.. minutes to reach minimum safe distance.

Zach’s heart leaped in his chest. This was even better! Everyone would be making a run for it, and not take notice of one SOLDIER carrying an unconscious buddy out the door. Everyone would be running for their lives, or would be preoccupied with getting the reactor back under control.

* * * * * *

Something was up. He could feel it in the atmosphere. It had been two weeks since he had seen the little blond and the black haired companion. He wandered what had been done with them, and sent Yazoo to talk to some of the other subjects to find out what happened to them.

Loz sauntered back to the table they always occupied and sat down beside Kadaj.
“I talked to that redhead there, and he doesn’t know anything.” He reported.

Kadaj rested his chin on his fist. “That’s okay, Loz.” He said, as he didn’t really expect Loz to find anything useful, and looked at Yazoo who appeared to be talking to a man that sat at a table close to where two guards where posted. They seemed to be too engrossed in their own conversation to notice that Yazoo was listening in on them. The long haired young man laughed softly at something his conversation partner was saying, than walked away slowly.

“I heard Commander Donovan say that the two others have been moved to the pods. I don’t know what that is.” He whispered.

“I do.” Kadaj said, having seen then in his dreams, when father had shown them to him.
“Any day now, we’ll be gone..” he whispered to himself, as he could almost sense it.. the moment when…

The lights went out. an alarm sounded and several security doors slammed shut. The guards got on their communicators and tried to contact their commanding officers or the professor.

Kadaj smiled wildly at his brothers as the orange-reddish emergency lights kicked in.

“This is it, isn’t it?” Yazoo asked, his eyes wide.

“Yes brothers.. let’s do it. Loz!” Kadaj said, and indicated his head to the guard on the left. They moved so fast, the two SOLDIERs had no time to realize what happened, as Loz grabbed the man on the left from behind by his chin, and jerked his head sharply to the right, breaking his neck, while Yazoo crushed the other’s windpipe with one sharp punch to his throat. Both brothers stripped the dead of their weapons in seconds, and waited.

They listened to the computer’s voice, warning of the problems with the reactor that desperately needed attention. Two minutes later the security doors opened again, and by some miraculous mistake of programming, so did all the doors in the cell bays, releasing all test subjects.

Mako gasses were starting to pour out of emergency valves, trying to relieve some of the pressure, making it hard to tell what was what.

“Where do we go?” Loz asked as he scanned down several corridors.

“Elevators are out.” Yazoo stated.

“Stairs!” Loz exclaimed, as he pointed at a door that carried a pictogram depicting their way up. When they tested the door however, they found it locked.

Kadaj swore under his breath as several other subjects started running around in the other corridors, adding to the Malay all around. He pulled Loz and Yazoo into a darkened corner, obscuring them from sight.
“See if you can spot the ex-SOLDIER or that blond guy. He will know how to get out.”

They waited for several minutes when suddenly one door leading to the reactor room got kicked open, and Zach burst through, followed hot on his heels by several guards. He was carrying the blond over one shoulder, and tried to keep his pursuers back by firing a couple of rounds trough the open door. He bolted down the corridor, looking around him, as he tried to get his bearings.

Then he saw the three silverheads emerge from their hiding place, the large one and the longhaired one raised fire arms too fast for him to respond or dodge… and as several shots rang out, he was certain they were done for.

He waited for the pain of the impacting bullets, but it never came. He opened his eyes and turned around. They hadn’t been shooting at him, but at the SOLDIERs following him.
The one with long hair tipped his head sideways and sneered, the big one just grinned wickedly.

The youngest pushed his way past his brothers and approached him. “You know how to get out?” He asked. Zach nodded numbly. “Lead the way, we’ll cover you.” He said.

* * * * * *


“Professor. The failsafe for the security doors is disabled! All the subjects are out and running all over the place.”

The professor looked at the computer screen and was furiously punching buttons as he was trying to get regain control of the reactor.
“Special order 101, Commander Donovan. Pass it on to your men.”

The Commander looked at the Professor in total horror.

“If any of the subjects reaches general population and starts talking, Shinra is done for, not to mention our careers. Do it, Commander!” The Professor snapped.

The Commander reached for his communicator at his throat, and activated it. “Attention all SOLDIERs. This is Commander Donovan, issuing special order 101. Kill them all.”


* * * * * * *

For one moment Zach didn’t know what to think, then more guards started streaming down the corridors, who froze briefly as the put their fingers to their earpieces, and pulled their weapons. Before they could take aim, Yazoo and Loz took the ones closest to them out. He had to admit, these two where excellent marksmen, as they took out any one who got too interested in them by a shot square between the eyes. Zach moved over to one of the fallen guards, and juggled an unconscious Cloud while trying to pull the earpiece out.

Kadaj seemed the only one not armed, and held out his arms to the still unconscious Cloud, so Zach would have his hands free. Zach hesitated, not trusting the silver haired youth as far as he could kick him, but they needed eachother right now.

“We want out as badly as you, I wont hurt him. I promise.” He said. Zach looked deep into the aquamarine of the boy’s eyes, the elliptical pupils, so familiar. He didn’t really have a choice, and he knew it. Reluctantly he handed Cloud over, who moaned briefly before passing out again.
Kadaj briefly took the blond’s chin in his hand and tilted his head around, so he could look him over. “What is wrong with him?” He asked, as he watched Zach ransack the dead SOLDIER for ammo.

“I don’t know. I have seen Mako delirium plenty of times, but this is something completely different.” He answered. Zach pushed the earpiece in and listened.
“Oh Gaia.. they have issued special order 101.”

Kadaj regarded the black haired man briefly. “Let me guess, they want us all dead, right?” He said, bitterly.

Zach nodded. “Right, lets not stand around waiting to get shot. This way.” He led them away from the door with the stair pictogram on it, and ran down a corridor that was largely abandoned. After finding the door at the end locked, he simply stood back and broke the lock with one solid kick. Then he led them up a different set of stairs that took them to a different wing of the reactor building. It smelled different here, and the floor was covered with soft deep red carpet.

“This is posh, where are we?” Kadaj asked.

“Right under the Shinra mansion. These are where the Professor’s personal guards live.”

“He has his own private army then?” Yazoo drawled, as he looked into an open door that gave access to one of the rooms.

“Yeah. They’re called Turks.” Zach sneered through clenched teeth. They heard voices coming from the opposite direction, and pressed themselves against the wall. Several shots rang out as Zach and Loz took out several operatives that had made the mistake of coming out of their room.

“This stairwell leads up to the main hall of the mansion. It could be heavily guarded. The Turks are bound to know about the prison-break.” Zach said, as he and the others quietly made their way to the top. The mansion still had power as it had its own separate generator, and here the elevators still worked. Good, that meant that no one had any interest in the stairwell, and they reached the top without running into any one.

“Hold it right there!” A voice rang out as someone entered the main landing through another door. Zach found himself staring along the barrel of the gun into very familiar eyes.

“Reno.. “ He whispered, as he looked at the Turk he and Cloud had been with in the Academy.

‘Zach, you are alive?” He asked. “You where supposed to have died with Sephiroth.. Cloud too? And who in Shiva’s name are you three?” The redheaded Turk asked, as he looked at the other three who now also had their weapons trained on him.

“Reno.. we just want out.. we have been Hojo’s toys for five years now, let us go.. please…” Zach whispered, holding his hand up, indicating to the brothers to not open fire.”

Reno’s eyes flashed around, seeing he was massively outnumbered, then he made a decision. “Don’t shoot.. or every Turk and SOLDIER will come running! We all have orders to shoot on sight.” He said.

“What do we do now? Fight our way out the front door?” Kadaj asked. Reno provided the answer as he pointed at the door that read; ’Personnel’. They needed no further prompting as they quietly went through the door, as Zach hung back. “Thanks, man. I will not forget this.” He said.

“Hey, don’t go all sentimental on me, or I WILL have to shoot your ass, yo. Just run, and don’t get caught!”

They made their way through the kitchens and entered the staff quarters. All seemed abandoned, as obviously everyone here had already been evacuated. Zach took Cloud back from Kadaj, as they opened the back door of the mansion that gave access to the servant gardens.

“We.. we are … outside.. “ Kadaj said, as he pulled his lungs full of fresh air for the first time in his life.

“Yeah, no ceiling. Freaky eh!” Zach smiled. “Do you know where to go from here?”
Kadaj shook his head. Nothing came to mind, he just knew he had to put as much distance between themselves and this place as possible. “There used to be a small town, just down there, before your fa… it got destroyed. You might be able to hide out in the ruins until it turns dark. Rest during the day, run by night. That is all the advice I can give you.”

“What are you going to do?” Kadaj asked as he looked at his brothers who where touching the grass and the flowers that grew everywhere.

“Never you mind. Just run.” Zach said, before taking Cloud in his arms again. Kadaj watched the black haired man disappear into the trees before taking his brothers in the opposite direction. He knew he and the blond would see each other again. His father had shown him. He picked up the sounds of booted feet coming in their direction, and they took off. As they ran, he found they could actually move very fast. A lot faster than anyone else, now they where out in the open with nothing to restrain them.

He revelled in the sensation of sights and smells in the air that rushed passed him, as Loz and Yazoo darted around him. They moved off into the forests that grew between the mountain ranges, making it impossible for their pursuers to keep up, and soon they had disappeared all together.


* * * * *

When Zach was convinced he had run far enough, he put the limp body of his lover to the ground, and looked him over. He gently lifted one of his eyelids, and saw the iris still firmly rolled back in the socked, revealing almost only white. He gently tapped Cloud’s cheeks, trying to get him to wake up, to become coherent, but the blond’s head limply slumped back to his chest.
“Oh spike.. what am I going to do? I have helped Sephiroth through plenty of his deliriums, but this is something totally different. I should try to get you some help, but where?” It was starting to get dark, and he picked his way along the uneven forest floor. Maybe if he laid low for a while, he might be able to slip into Midgar unnoticed, find a doctor there.

He carried Cloud off between some large rocks, where they were well hidden and sheltered. He gathered some firewood and started a small fire. He hugged Cloud to his chest, and rubbed the small blond over his whole body, trying to stimulate his circulation. They would stay in the woods for now, and travel as he had suggested to the silver heads. Then he would take them down to the main road, and see if he could hitch a ride somehow.

* * * * * *

The Professor moved through the corridors together with the Commander.
The reactor had been stabilized and power had been restored. All the Mako gasses that had flooded the corridors were now being flushed out to the air venting system, and the dead and wounded were assembled in the common space of the cell bays.

“Report, Commander.” Hojo said absently, as he now faced the mess. All those years of work, gone. Destroyed and up-heaved in a matter of one hour.

“About fifty percent of the subjects have been killed, the rest had been wounded and contained. Fifteen SOLDIERs have been killed, and judging by the precision of the shots it has either been Fair’s work, or one of the triplets, Professor.”

”What makes you so sure, Donovan?” The professor asked.

“Surveillance camera’s in the mansion and here in the corridors show them co-operating, Sir. They took out several Turks and SOLDIERs together. Fair used his knowledge of the place to guide them out of the servants wing and out into the forests.”

“Take your troops, Commander. Kill Fair. He knows way too much.” The professor said, as he walked among the surviving test subjects.

“What about Strife and the boys?” The Commander asked.

“Strife is of no importance. He is weak and useless. As for the boys.. I doubt if you will find them again for a while, Commander. I will send the Turks out to set up listening posts. They are bound to show up, if not in appearance, they will by their deeds.” They were out and about now, the decadence and debauchery they had displayed here in their controlled environment was now unleashed upon an unsuspecting world. Everyone better brace themselves…..


To be continued.............