OsteenA Chapter by Makel PearceWing soars back into base
through one of the holes, taken shape from a “Confrontation” between Blade and
Shot. “Screech! I got bad news!” He yelled out, calling us all
to attention. “What’s going on.” I asked calmly, placing my hand on his
shoulder. He calms down. “I’ve gotten word of a man named Osteen, a scientist from
that prison, he was giving information on us, saying that we need to be
detained and put down, as if we were some animals who know nothing of morals.”
He took a deep breath, trying not to lose his temper again. “He told these
people that we were created in test tubes and broken out, killing half the
staff in the lab and had escaped to the outside world… He’s having a gathering
in Tampa, FL to continue to brief the people and take their questions.” He
takes a breath and sighs. “What should we do Screech?” I sigh “It only been a few months and their coming at us
already… ok, Blade and Shot, I want you two to see what you can do about him,
let loose if you want, kill those who are in your way but do not kill any of
the rally members, that is my only order to you two. Do you understand.” They
both nod in agreement and walk out the room, immediately making their way to Tampa
Bay. Night had fallen over them as Blade stepped into the room,
watching as the rally roared as the man spewed madness to the press. “We must not let these “Experiments” roam free, they are
very dangerous and must be stopped” He was not in the room with the rest of the
rally, but his cries were powerful, able to change the hearts of those who
heard it with ease, but there was nothing unnatural about him. They all
cheered, screaming out how much they wanted our heads on poles, how they wanted
us choked out of our home and murdered so that the whole nation would know that
we are no longer a threat. Calm down
Blade, they don’t define you, she thought to herself as she walked on, clenching her fists and gritting her
teeth through this crowd of howling and overjoyed devils. She pushed through
the nearest door into an empty hallway where Osteen’s voice echoed throughout, she
followed it until two officers appeared behind her. “Ma’am you should not be walking around out here” The
shorter man said politely, looking rather kind, unlike the other who officer
who had drawn his gun and was aiming directly for her head. “Put your hands up!” He yelled at her, slightly paranoid.
She slowly brought her hands up and placed them behind her head, he walked
forward, turned her around and was about to place the handcuffs on her, but
just before he could get the first cuff on her wrist, a bullet of bone broke
through his cranium, piercing his Occipital lobe, running through his Parietal
lobe, ripping apart his Frontal lobe, and lodging itself right in the front of
his skull. He falls to the ground as the shorter man laughs a little, his arm
covered in a bone, resembling that of a sniper rifle. “We’ll that was fun, wasn’t it Blade.” He smirked “You can take the hat off Shot.” She sighed “How’d you
get the costume anyways” Shot takes off the hat, revealing his deep red dyed
hair. His dark green eyes were piercing, just like the bullets he would fire
off from miles away with such accuracy. “I had knocked out another officer who was patrolling the
area” he shrugged “Don’t let these people get to you Blade, we have a mission
to accomplish.” he placed his hat back “This is for our family to be safe from
people such as Osteen, I’ll see you on the outside he laughed as he walked back
in the opposite direction. She faced her objective again and ran forward,
following the sound of his voice. I had reached the fourth floor before finding
where his voice had originated from a fairly small room, surrounded by seven
guards. I’ll make sure he never speaks of
us again. She thought to herself as bones concealed her arms and sharpened
into blades. “Goodbye”
She laughed as she ran forward, slashing one of their throats open, causing
them to panic. She slid under them as they pulled out their pistols, slashing the
legs off two of them. She turned back as her eyes went from black to a
greyish-purple color. Minutes later, as the last screamed suddenly was cut off
by the sound of a blade ripping into flesh, she cut the door down and without a
second thought, lunged at the hysterical Osteen, forcing him against the
ground. “WAIT,
IM SORRY!!” He pleaded for his life. “I WON’T SPEAK OF YOU ALL EVER AGAIN!!”
flinching as Blade raises her arm. “I
know you won’t.” She laughs, driving her blade into Osteen’s chest, looking into
his bloodshot eyes, she twists and pulls it out, watching as his hands
immediately try to stop the blood flow. “You should never had spoken of us to
the world.” She watches as the life drains from his eyes and draws his final
breath. She stands up and quickly leaves the room, into the hall filled with
the mangled bodies of the guards. She ran out the hallway door and through the
crowd, who were too occupied speaking about the “Experiments” to realize that one
of them, soaked with blood, was running through. She walked out and hid into
the forest next to Shot who was waiting for her to come out. “Took
you long enough.” He laughed. “He
had no backbone, he was so paralyzed with fear that he couldn’t fight back,
only plead for his life.” She sighed “I expected more, honestly” They gazed
back at the building to see it flooded with officers clearing out the rally
members, some were shock from seeing the bloody mess that she had left behind. “Well,
it looks like we should take our leave.” He laughed “Let’s get to the car
before they start searching around the area. They both left their hiding area
and walked back to the car, driving off back to base. “Well now they know
defiantly know that we exist” he laughed. “It
doesn’t matter as long as we protect our family” She sighed “Now what else did
you do, you’re the type to have some other agenda.” “Oh
yeah! I pulled this off Osteen, before you got to him.” He laughed, pulling out
a flash drive. “What’s
that?” she asked confused. “It’s
a flash drive, maybe it’ll have something on how their trying to capture or
kill us” He smiled just before the radio began to play out “The
Scientist Mr.Yumi was murdered tonight in the Tampa Bay Convention Center,
along with the guards who were guarding his room. Mr.Yumi was stabbed into the
abdomen by what seemed to be a blade of some sort, the men who guarded the room
were all killed by a blade, but an officer, on the second floor was shot
through his head, by what seemed to be a piece of bone. Another officer was
found in only his underwear when we found him, knocked out in the dumpster, he
had no reconciliation of what had occurred to him.” Shot turned off the radio. “And
now were going to have people everywhere trying to find us, the government is
already trying, as well as those torturers of ours.” “Let’s
just get home, they’ll be searching the area to see if we’re still around.”
Blade sighed as they drove through the night back home. Several
hours had passed before they saw Wing, scouting the area from above, wave at
them, and soar back into base. “They’re
back.” Wing smiled “It seems that they were successful.” “Thank
god” I sighed in relief. Blade barges through the doors and smiles. “Back!”
She yelled out triumphantly. “Get
out of the way” Shot pushes her aside “Here you go sir.” Shot dropped the hard
drive into my hands and turned to meet an enraged Blade. “Why so serious.” He
laughed as his arm transformed into something similar to an assault rifle. She
stared at him as her bones enclosed her arms and sharpened into scimitars. Just
as Blade jumped forward and Shot took aim, I opened the palm of my left and
aiming at Shots back. I took a deep breath and fired off a blast, planting
itself right into the middle of his back. He screamed as a small explosion
occurred, sending him flying at such a speed into the flustered Blade, They
crashed through the wall and were knocked nearly unconscious. “How
many times must I tell you two to not fight inside the base.” I scolded them as
they pulled themselves off the floor and went to their rooms. “Wing,
give this to fang” I toss him the flash drive “She was a hacker before she was
taken.” “I
know, I know, she brags about it every day” He sighed as he leaves down
to her room. © 2017 Makel PearceAuthor's Note
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