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Breach & Clear

Name: Project 28; goes by Thorn
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Canine Spiled Human
Allegiance: ---
Rank: ---
Physical appearance: Thin, maybe a bit under weight. She has pitch black hair, with permanet red streaks in it. She has very pale skin, and has brown eyes. She does have a black tail, which is the form of a black labs.
Clothing: Normally, a Black T shirt and some jeans and some tennishoes.
Personality: Thorn trys to be loyal to others, usually winds up messing up and doing something wrong. Before she had became sliced she was goth, but had to change once she was 'experimented on'. She never fill forget that day when the lab q=caught her on a simple walk, and put her onto a bed... ever since the experiment she has been overlly secretive, and a bit dark. She doesn't like to show her feelings.
Equipment: None yet

Awesome, Tadie! We're ready to start!

Sigs off, now.

(Ignore the previous post. I deleted it, since I now think I'll try this differently.)
In the forests of Maine, along a desolate interstate highway, seven, unmarked, black vans drive in line. The windows are tinted heavily, to prevent anyone from seeing anything inside of it. Taking the exit they were told, Special Agent Jordan Daniels leads the squad of the FBI's Hostage Rescue Team towards the lab compound they had recently learned so much about. Sitting next to him is his trainee, Agent Carly Johnson, wearing her FBI baseball cap to the side, as always. It was the first time he'd taken her to a high-risk situation, but she had already been told that she wouldn't be taking part in the actual raid, given the potentially high concentration of hostiles in the building. Behind him were four members of the HRT, dressed in SWAT attire, three carrying submachine guns and one carrying an assault rifle. They were all checking their weapons and loading them. The vans behind them contained either all HRT members, more agents, or a mobile command center for the operation.

As they approached the indicated coordinates, as Agent Daniels noticed on his GPS system, he slowed down and pulled over. "Load your weapons, guys," he said, "We're here."

With that, he quickly got out of the van, along with the HRT, who came out through the back doors of the van. Three other vans had stopped, as well, while the other three kept going to create a perimeter around the compound. Daniels turned to Carly, still in the van. "You can get out, but remember, I can't let you into the compound until after it's secure. Right now, just stay here with the other agents and make sure you catch anyone trying to escape," Daniels went to turn away, but then turned back, and added, "oh, and try to keep the media out, too. If there are any news vans, or whatever, try to keep them as far away from the compound as you can. I'll contact you on the comm link when it's secure, then you can come in."

With a friendly nod, Daniels headed to the chain-link fence along with the rest of the HRT. One of them cut a hole in the fence with their wire-cutters, and they all got through. "Stack up on the door," ordered one of the other agents. The HRT all got up to the door, with two of them putting their backs against the wall on either side of the door, and the rest lined up in front of it. There was no handle on the door, and nobody found any other way to get the metal thing open.

"Breach and clear," said the agent, "throw in a flashbang, follow it in."

"Got it," said one of the HRT guys, who immediately began setting up a breaching charge on the door, where the handle should be. Once it was set up, everyone held their breath. The same person who set it up counted down from three on his fingers, and then pressed a switch. A loud BANG could be heard, and the door swung open with a huge dent where the charge was set up. Immediately, another HRT member pulled the pin on a flashbang grenade and threw it in. Amid the screaming and cursing that could be heard from inside, everyone on the outside shielded their eyes before an apocalyptic flash blinded everybody inside. Now, the screaming was accompanied by shouts of "OW! MY EYES!" Immediately, all 12 HRT members and 3 agents went in.

"Hands up and get on your knees!" Daniels shouted to what appeared to be two female receptionists and a male scientist who had a pistol in his hand. After clearing the area, Daniels and the other HRT guys slipped the three into plastic handcuffs, secured the man's pistol as evidence, and split up. Each agent was accompanied by four HRT members. Daniels' group headed to the right, while the two others headed to the left. Immediately, they came across a hallway leading to their left, which was teeming with confused people in white lab coats. Some of them, upon hearing Daniels and the four HRT members' shouts to hold up their hands and get down, did what they were told, but the rest of them attempted to pull out pistols. The HRT, seeing guns pointed at them, opened fire. Four scientists fell to the ground, while the three who surrendered were handcuffed by Daniels as the HRT double-checked the bodies.

"Clear!" shouted one of them.

"Move on," said Daniels.

As the team moved on, they came across a hallway filled with cages. This was what they'd been warned about. "Good lord," said one of the HRT members, "They weren't kidding about what's going on here..."

"Let's just keep going," said Daniels, "check all the cages, make sure nothing in there is hostile."

"Got it."

Two HRTs went one way, two went the other, as the hallway extended in both directions. Daniels went with the team going to the left, in case they met up with the other teams. Daniels and the HRT both went along the line of cages pointing their weapons at them, shouting at whatever was in there to put their hands up. Everything that attacked at them was shot, while everything that did either nothing or complied, was left alone for the moment. Some creatures lunged out at them, seeming to almost get through the bars of their cages, causing a burst of gunfire to come from whoever it lunged at.

Three of the cages, in particular, contained what appeared to Daniels and the HRT, to be the most sentient creatures in the entire place, aside from the scientists. A rather slender human male in one cage, a teenage female, who was human except for what appeared to be a tail on her backside, a third, female, but had the head, fur, and tail of a brownish-white dog, and a fourth, female, pale, very slender, and with red streaks in otherwise black hair. They looked sentient enough, and they weren't like the ones that lashed out at the HRT instantly. Clearly, these guys at Altexicon were kidnappers. "Clear!" Daniels called out.

Having cleared the hallway, they noticed one last room. It was sealed shut by a metal door, at the other end of the hallway. A scientist had run over to it, brandishing his gun at Daniels and the other four HRT members. The two closest to the scientist, since Daniels was on the other end, held up their rifles. "Drop the weapon!" they ordered.

"Never!" replied the scientist, who fired off two shots with his pistol. One HRT was hit in the shoulder, the other shot missed entirely, and the two HRTs gunned him down. The man fell flat on his back, eyes still open. After securing the man's gun, and Daniels catching up with them, they breached open the door with another breaching charge, and went in, guns up. Immediately, they saw a large cage, containing a somewhat humanoid figure, but looked more like a Peregrine Falcon than anything else. He seemed to have trouble standing, but had a large collection of books inside of his cage. All the HRTs and Daniels aimed their weapons.

"FBI! Put your hands up!" they all shouted.

In the distance, the two other agents and their squads of the HRT were engaging a group of heavily resisting scientists. The gun battle in the distance could be heard from where they were.

"You can get out, but remember, I can't let you into the compound until after it's secure. Right now, just stay here with the other agents and make sure you catch anyone trying to escape,....oh, and try to keep the media out, too."

Her palms were leaned on the seat as she looked up to see him talking to her. She glanced to him with her bright blue eyes and listened carefully before nodding quietly, her sideways cap pushing her golden strands of hair to the side of her cheeks. "Ok ok" she mumbled softly to him. His last words did bring a smile to her soft lips, thinking of how many Via reporters she would have to hold back from taking any notes or recording anything. She leaned back, watching the other agents gear up and follow after him. Her eyes traced the outline of the building before shutting her eyes to the explosion.

Various shouts were said as she watched them raid in. Looking about she slipped out from the car and took to an angle on the walls to the facility. `haven't they heard of stealth?` she said to herself with a muted chuckle. Having her back resting against the wall as she eyed the scene quietly, to see if any more trucks were to come in. Seeing it was empty she silently made her way towards the main doors but had her attention deterred as she heard very faint whisperings from behind an outdoor corridor wall... She pushed her back against the opposing wall length and listened carefully.

"B-But.. how many scientist will die in there?" a soft, timid voice broke out, its breath was shattered as if he had been sneaking and running from someplace.

"So what?!" Snapped a huskier voice to him, anger was bitten into his tone " We have the two gene vials here! If they kill all our studies along with the scientist, we still get a chance to continue the testing, it would mean more test subjects but its worth it, they will pay thousands.. no millions for this" He said with a more hushed tone.

Carly held her breath as there was silence, as she looked towards various agents scattered about to the other side. Signaling them over with her arm as she locked her fingers on the trigger, inching closer before she heard the scurry of feet. She quickly turned the wall corner and aimed to their backs, obviously they had heard her and took into flight. "Freeze!" She shouted clearly. The thin, and apparently more shyer subject did as told, stopping on command as Carly came up closer to him, quickly handcuffing him. She glanced towards her back-up then back to the other man who had fled, and was reaching the woods quickly.


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Her eyes were slowly fading from focus as she looked to the metallic bars. her fingernail tracing their length as a heavy grunt left her lips. The drumming of footsteps that walked her hallway were continued as always. She leaned her back against the wall, sitting as she looked up at her ceiling with a sigh the left from her lips. She let her mind begin to wander slowly, to faint imagination of what life might even remotely be like past these bars that held her confined. Yes she was fed and taken care of, but there was no adventure,... just the same constant thing.

She slowly opened her eyes as she heard a BANG. She took a slow glance to the sliced genders besides her before nearing closer to the bars, trying to get a better look. The sound of gunshots rank in her ear loudly, hurting her rather weaker then most human eardrums, making them even more susceptible to loud sounds, as she jerked back in one motion. She looked from various scientists looking to themselves in confusion, before a line of men in black stormed into their hall. Loaded with metallic dark things that she didn't know what they were. They weren't wearing the normal all white suits, they wore dark black clothes, with padded vest. `who are they..` She said to herself as she watched curiously, still leaning back in her cage.

Looking past the many men in white coats to their faces, all holding the same expression, Fear and Surprise. Her eyes fitted to various subjects that fell to the floor, wondering what did those men in black want. She shut her eyes and covered her ears with her hands as other test subjects were shot at, the more aggressive ones that is. She gritted her teeth as she felt a warm liquid trickle down her hands. Lowering them she looked at the dark red substance on her hands and tilted her head, her dark brown hair falling over her shoulders as she wondered what she was touching. Little did she know that the gun shots and the explosions had nearly torn and deteriorated her weak ear drums.

"Never!"

Her head jerked up as she heard him shout. Followed by another shot as one of the men in black was downed. Sadly the scientist fared no better off, as he fell, being killed. She wanted so badly to lean against the bars again and see what was happening as the men moved onward but her own fear kept her back, huddled in the corner of her cage lookin down at her blood-matten palms.

From somewhere in his isolated sector, Hark frowned as he tried harder to concentrate on the book he was reading. But every time he'd settled down and gotten his focus back, he'd start to hear gunshots again and small explosions would rattle his cage. Unable to take the inconsistencies any longer, he returned his copy of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland back to the pile of other books he'd been given, careful to put it back in its rightful place; his collection was always arranged alphabetically by author. Hunched low to the ground, he skittered over to the bars of his cage and peered out.

He snapped his head to gaze behind him as a door opened and a group of armed scientists rushed out. Instantly flipping to the defensive, Hark opened his wings as far as they would allow and began to beat them against the cage, but the scientists completely passed him by and exited out through another door in front of him. Slightly confused, he stopped shaking his cage and cocked his head to the side, wondering what all the ruckus could be all about. Even none of the other experiments he knew ever made such a clamor as this. Folding his wings back around his torso, he resumed his initial position at the corner of his cage.

Scientists usually worked with srynges, computers, and glass vials; not loaded guns. Whatever was coming his way was obviously a threat enough for them to take up firearms. Pulling his wings tighter over his body, he scrunched as far away from view as he could, even though he knew it was impossible to hide completely. He just hoped whatever was coming only meant harm to the scientists and not him...

((Suka, the guy in the cage with all the books that I mentioned in my post was supposed to be Hark. XD Don't worry, I just wanted to let you know that. That's all))

[SWORDS: Yeah, I know. The post I made was what was going in in Hark's mind just before the FBI agents entered the room containing his cage, but as it appears, I somehow got distracted and forgot to add in what happened after. XD Not to worry, I'll do it now...]

He just hoped whatever was coming only meant harm to the scientists and not him...

It wasn't long after that the doors from which the scientists disappeared in hissed open again, and in marched a parade of armed gunmen, waving their weapons around and demanding in loud, rough voices for him to put his hands up. The sudden sweep of activity froze Hark's mind in terror, and he merely pressed himself closer into the corner of his cage, not knowing whether to thrash about and appear threatening or to play the submissive one and comply with their demands.

Although it took him a while to make his decision, he already knew he was severely outmatched in trying to appear threatening; the men on the other side of his cage had guns, after all. But he was much too frightened to raise his hands or try to speak. Instead, one of his wings brushed against his neat pile of books, spilling his entire collection over in a domino-effect. With the little more room he was allowed, he wrapped himself tighter and hid himself from view by spreading a wing out in front of him.

(Ah, I see. XD)

Agent Daniels lowered his pistol. It was rather sad to see how much the poor guy froze up and hide behind his own wings. "He's OK," he said, "he's just frightened, I guess. No imminent danger. C'mon, guys, we'll get him out after we help the other two squads on the other side of the building."

"Yes, sir," said an HRT member, and with that, the four HRTs followed Agent Daniels through the door.


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Will was only minding his own business, trying to get some much-needed sleep after being experimented on for most of the day, yesterday. The loud bang at the front door of the place was definitely not helping. Looking up, though, he suddenly realized that this was no sheer scientific accident. He could see part of the blinding flash from the front room that blinded the receptionists, and multiple scientists from the floor dashing in various directions, pulling out their concealed pistols. He'd never seen those guys pull them out, before, although he had been threatened by the scientists a few times, but they only revealed the fact that they carried them, nothing more. Whatever was happening, this was big, and dangerous. Did an experiment get loose? Was someone on some crazed rampage? Whatever it is, Will thought, I'd better just lay low...

Soon enough, gruff voices shouting at everyone to put their hands up could be heard echoing throughout the hallways, along with some gunshots. Immediately, three men heavily clad in black and one man in a black vest and cap ran through with equally menacing guns. The man in the vest held one similar to the ones the scientists used, but the others in more heavy clothing bore longer, larger, and more menacing firearms. Will hadn't seen an actual gun in use before, but the intimidating men who just stormed in were showing him for the first time on both scientists who drew their own guns at them and on experiments that lashed out at them. It was a lot louder than he expected. He wondered how anyone in the room still had their hearing intact. When they all got to his cage, shouting for him to hold up his hands, he complied, and they moved on. Although he was relieved to see all the guys that kept performing painful tests on him with pieces of lead in their heads, what he didn't know was what this... "invasion" meant for him and the others around him.

Leaning against one of the armoured vans, Agent Pierre loaded up his own guns to get his own objective underway. He had to infiltrate the assembly. He did things differently than most other FBI agents. But either way he wasn't going to let anyone else steal his fun. He knew Agent Daniels was the leader, and there are reasons he didn't follow close behind. With him going to attack the armed scientists with force, they would expect more force to come.

Pierre was in the tactical division of many authority groups long before he decided to join Daniels team.

With a few deep breaths and a last run through his thoughts to keep his mind on track, Pierre made his way to make his own entrance. Running quickly and quietly he made a quick stop to Carly to let her know what he's doing. "I'm taking their weak area. Daniel's going directly but I'll get them from behind. I got to go, im waisting time."

As fast as he started the conversation, he left. Thanking the FBI group as a whole to help leave one of their enemies spot's exposed. He entered the structure carefully with his Silented pistol pointed down. Peaking around every corner and taking the change to hide behind every object that offers protection and keeps him out of site.

He heard many gunshots and echoes from them. One of the gunshots scared a scientist his way. With one swift movement and a pull of his finger, the scientist was dispatched and he continued onward.

((OOC: I'm going to be away for the coming week, starting tomorrow. Continue on, but don't go too far without me!))

(It looks like Swords is back from his trip. We'll wait for him to post again to start this thing back up again.)

(That I shall do! It's good to be back! ^^ )

Agent Daniels led his group of the HRT towards where the current firefight was going on between the remaining suspects that had holed up in what looked to be a corridor of medical exam rooms. As he neared the hallway where the firefight was going on, he pressed his back against a wall and reloaded his pistol, an action which the HRT members followed with their own weapons, and he crept along the wall towards the corner, behind which the gunfight was taking place. He peered around the corner, and saw at least four scientists with their backs exposed, barricading themselves behind metal tables, and others firing through windows of the four medical exam rooms to his right side of the hallway. As he did so, he noticed fellow Agent Pierre enter the building near where he was, on the other side of the hallway, from a door he was not aware of. "Guys," he said to the HRT, "cover me. I'm gonna cross the hallway, meet up with Pierre over there, and help out from that angle."

"Yes, sir," replied one of them. Immediately, they pointed their weapons from around the corner and fired on their enemies who had their backs facing them. They quickly collapsed, some of them hanging over the tables they used as barricades. With this diversion, Daniels managed to sprint across the hallway and join up with Pierre.

"Nice thinking," Daniels complimented Pierre, "now help me take out the rest of those guys. They're holed up in the medical exam rooms on our side of the hallway to our right. They should be the last resistors in this place, unless we missed anywhere. They're trapped, but it looks like they're just that loyal to Altexicon..."

Just then, an HRT member on the other side called "Smoke!"

After some sporadic gunfire and a few clinking, the grenades thrown in spewed out clouds of tear gas, causing all the scientists caught in it to cough and choke enough to drop their weapons and grab their throats, trying to breathe. On that instant, Daniels and everyone else entered the rooms and managed to handcuff all the remaining suspects. As the other two teams called out "Clear!" Daniels did the same, and then got out his comm. link, connected to everyone on the outside, saying "All clear! Repeat, all suspects have been arrested or neutralized! Area is secure, over!"

((Hopefully ill be able to post again before this Thursday, that's when i leave for 2 weeks.. 2 weeks of no computer ;~; -is going to die-))

She felt the chirp before listening to Agt. Daniels.

"All clear! Repeat, all suspects have been arrested or neutralized! Area is secure, over!"

She began Reaching in her side pocked for her hand held. "We have a suspect, heading west ward into the shaded area, he appears to be unarmed, I'll go after him, over" She clicked her flip, shutting if off so that the intercom wouldn't give her position away from the villain, and put it back to her pocket as she left her 9 mill close following after him. She had worn her black tennis shoes instead of her heavy gears, so she was more nimble on her feet. her light eyes slipping along the foliage slowly as she rested her back on a heavily barked tree trunk.

She glanced over once more before catching a sudden dark shadowed movement. Instinctively she followed it at a closer range then before, hearing its heavy foot steps. Her eyes darted to the left as she saw the meadow, open area coming up again, a smirk on her lips as she glanced back to the frame. A frown came to her brow as he took a run again, jumping over a fallen log. "Darn!" She mumbled under her breath and took chase after him. Soon reaching the opening as she stopped and aimed her 9 mill again. "Freeze" She snapped sharply to him in a strong voice.

This time he was smart and actually halted, his white coat slowly billowing in the small breeze, but his hands were on unknown locations. "Put your hands behind your back and turn around.. Slowly" She said, her eyes narrowed as she watched him begin to turn. That instant he snagged his handgun and took a shot at Carly before she pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated his collar bone, killing him instantly as she watched his dark blood stain his white coat. She huffed softly as she pushed her glove to her shoulder, staggering a bit before feeling her sides against a tree. She glanced to her wound, the bullet was embedded into her shoulder as the blood seeped down, dripping onto her vest. She gritted her teeth, reaching fo0r her radio and clicked it on. "Suspect dead, but cop hit, over"

Taking a glance to the downed scientist and limped over to him, looking over his shoulders before noticing the vials. She bent down and leaned him over a bit, slipping her fingers along his belt strap and took the small compartment that held 4 precious vials before standing up. She leaned downward as she applied pressure to her wound and began to make her way back to the main scene, leaving behind the dead man. A sharp groan was building up past her lips as each movement drilled the bullet in deeper into her skin.