We divided back into our groups. I was stripping down in the elevator with Victoria and Sarah. I was working quickly so the two grown women didn’t have to stare at my bare chest for too long.
“Cute.” Victoria said with a smirk. She was controlling all of the elevators in the building, while our groups prepared. I pulled my new suit out of my bag. It was black unlike my former brown suit. The polymer was slightly different in composition, to better protect me. The mask was silver instead of white.
And its eyes were able to change color, instead of staying white. The tail was longer and stronger. It also had a custom silver bandolier attached to it, containing a variety of smileys that I had Casper make me along with the suit. Attached to the back of the bandolier was a new and improved boa staff. I put it on just like I did my old suit.
Except this one wouldn’t turn on until the mask was connected. I placed the silver mask on my face and prepared for the worst. It clicked into place and in an instant my world went dark. I couldn’t feel, hear, see, smell, or taste. I was completely disconnected from the world. For a few moments I was worried that the machine had immediately killed me.
Then my senses shot back to life. I could see and hear everything perfectly. I’d made sure that Casper didn’t use the sense of smell in the enhanced senses. I still wasn’t ready to deal with that again. The new vision had different settings that I could switch between by ‘blinking.’ Of course my nervous system was no longer actually connected to my body, because of the way the new exoskeleton worked.
Which means that I wasn’t actually moving my eyelids at all, just telling my brain to move them. Infrared vision, night vision, telescopic, and microscopic vision. All of which could be adjusted as much as I needed. The enhanced hearing could be adjusted as much as I wanted, as well. I could hear as much or as little as I wanted.
“Woah. Nice.” Victoria admired my suit.
“I know, right.” I replied. The voice coming out was perfectly my own. The voice modifier didn’t mess up at all. I attempted to adjust it, to make myself sound like Victoria. “I know right.” I said in her voice. She jumped back. It sounded perfectly like her.
I checked each of my smileys. The holster for each of them was colored differently depending on the type of smiley it was. Red, blue, and green. I grabbed the new boa staff and held it. A four-pronged claw at one end, the other end had a circular holder to keep the boa staff from sliding out of my hand.
“Don’t do that ever again, you psycho!” Victoria shouted at me in anger.
Sarah smirked just a little. Then her jaw restructured itself as three inch razor sharp teeth burst from her face. They ripped through her lips and cheeks as her face and head molded itself around them. Her mouth became a loose collection of ripped skin, revealing the sharp teeth behind it in several places. Her fingers once again became blades. Spiky protrusions began erupting from her arms and legs, turning her into a human ankylosaur.
“You two ready? Everyone’s waiting.” Victoria asked.
“I’m ready.” I said back in Victoria’s voice.
“I regret helping you.” She said. Sarah gave a thumbs up.
Probably hard to talk with your mouth all tore up like that.
The door opened. I recognized the place instantly. It was an exact replica of the prison floor I’d last been in. The other three groups would be raiding the other three prison floors. After this we’d move on to the labs. Then I’d have Polybius all to myself.
And then I’ll die fighting three Platinums at once.
There were several scientists in the room in white lab coats. They were observing various prison cells. Running tests on unwitting test subjects.
I took a step out and Sarah followed behind me. Every Ultracop in the entire room trained on us at once. I felt Proxy slip onto my shoulder, I almost jumped when I caught him staring at me. Then the door closed behind us, with Victoria behind them. Every Ultracop and Ultrabird stopped in their tracks. Then they began surrounding the scientists.
Sarah and I approached the line of scientists that were being held on their knees by the Ultracops. Proxy stayed in the shadows, in some corner somewhere. He watched us from above, waiting for a moment to strike in silence.
“What is the purpose of this floor?” I asked in a voice that wasn’t my own. It was Alistair’s deep voice. It was an older man that answered. He was small, white haired, skin and bones in a lab coat.
“Mr. Keller is using this floor to hold prisoners for his private experiments.” He explained. “What in the world do the Platinums want with it?” He asked. I grabbed him by the throat with my tail and lifted him off the ground.
“I ask the questions.” I explained calmly, then set him back down. His throat had red marks where the tail had coiled around it. He coughed for air.
“Oh God, please don’t kill us!” A woman screamed. “We didn’t do anything wrong!” She pleaded. I ignored her.
“Who are these prisoners? Where’d you get them from?” I asked.
“When we began, we used subjects that you had defeated and sent to prison. That floor’s defunct now. Another floor is working with various militaries from around the world, giving them samples. Another one is being used by The Romans as a testing site.” A different man explained as the last one coughed for air. This man seemed indifferent to the whole situation.
“What about this floor?” I stared at him. I changed the color of my glowing eyes from white to red. In reality, I switched from normal vision to infrared. But they didn’t know this. He didn’t seem impressed in the slightest.
“We’re not sure why, but Keller has been having us collect people who are associated with some teenager in the suburbs. We injected the first test subject twenty minutes ago.” He explained, monotone and bored.
“What was the test subject’s name?” I asked.
“We just called him Patient One.” The man said.
I wrapped my tail around him and lifted him off the ground.
“What was his name!” I shouted in Alistair’s booming voice.
“Check it yourself! The cell is right behind you!” The young woman shouted.
I turned to check the cell behind me. It had the same see through glass the cells in all the prison floors had. I saw a boy behind the glass. He was tied to some table and he looked so exhausted he wasn’t even struggling.
His brown hair was a mess, going up in all directions, it was glued to her forehead in places with sweat. He was shirtless. His skin pale, his blue eyes had heavy dark circles under them. He looked like one strong gust away from death. Danny looked one strong gust away from death.
“Do what you have to do.” I told Sarah in my own voice.
