Mangy Mutt No Longer [//Invited only]

[Reeves]

Making careful note of his impending assignment, he cleared the hall in an appropriate pace, handing the shades back to Scarlett before he reached his ship, having to change once more into his combat gear, looking over the small but amply equipped weapon-rack of his ship during the flight, selecting a revolver that was sentimental to him and a compact rifle mostly built for long-range engagements. Now and then that strange tingling sensation in his arms would return but it went largely ignored, mostly because he had more important things to concern himself with.

The geographical coordinates of Ceres had been typed into his navigation console and once through the turgid atmosphere and having been pelted by a minor sandstorm, Aidan had reached the vicinity of his objective, landing quite a distance away from the installation to avoid detection, if there were ten of them keeping the element of surprise would always be wise, at least until he was sure they could just be cut down like frightened mice. Against instruction he would not be considering Core personnel of any sort expendable, but rather doing his best to evacuate them and slaughter the assailants holding the facility.

"Never liked vents.." Muttering under his breath as he broke out into a sprint in the direction of an above-ground ventilation unit, he was much faster than he anticipated and nearly collided with the metal tubes, having cleared the distance in such a small window of time he didn't really think he was capable of whatsoever. But perhaps he had a few lunatics with Doctorates to thank for that. Quickly yanking off the external hatch of one of the tubes and then slipping in feet-first, pressing his legs and arms against the walls and carefully lowering his way down, the drop was quite a large one and if he were to fall and somehow survive, surprise or any element of it may as well be thrown out the window.

He found his arms and legs much stronger than they used to be, supporting his weight and then some, so he decided to test a few limits and loosened the force his arms and legs were pressed against the walls, sliding down the rest of the way and stopping himself two feet away from the cramped compartment of the main ventilation chamber or rather its floor, from here collected air from the surface was evenly blown into every single branch of this facility, meaning he had the ability to roam its layout freely, crouching down to pull his revolver from its holster silently he started creeping along the cramped vents, stopping at certain points to ensure he hadn't stumbled upon a group of people yet. But when he did, he was quick about it.

There were two, holding a large majority of the wounded security staff as well as technicians hostage in one of the equipment storage rooms, they were just below him and thankfully he was near a filtration unit in the system which he could slowly pry open and squeeze through, snapping the filter off and leaping out straight onto one of the two assailants, tightening the grip of his arms around their neck and surprisingly snapping it when all he meant to do was incapacitate them. When the other noticed the struggle and turned around only to be met by a right hook to the face, Aidan was even more surprised when he saw that their face had practically caved in from the blow. Apparently he wasn't very human anymore at all. But maybe that wasn't so bad, being human was over-rated as it stood. With the room secured he instructed the staff to remain quiet, stripping them all of their restraints so they could treat the wounded and soon begin evacuating.

There was one assailant along the corridors, except they wore an exoskeleton and were quick to deflect his attempt to knock them out, turning around to stab him and jabbing their blade deep into his chest, to their dismay, Aidan didn't care, he tore the blade out of his chest and rammed it into their neck, tearing their jugular open and leaving them to bleed. He looked down to his chest and saw the wound quickly patch itself shut, along with the shallow cut of his suit.



The main control room was the site of a lot of inconvenience, six assailants within holding every single 'egg-head' captive and demanding they surrender both themselves and the research they'd stored here. This would be quite the strain on him, but if he was smart he would come out of here alive along with everyone else, except for the other armed men who'd most likely die painful deaths. One of them were near the door he was lurking behind, the first to fall prey to a horribly mangled neck. Six left, all in various locations of the room and three together at the center with the researchers.

He yanked what looked like a flash-bang from the belt of the downed assailant near his feet and tossed it to the middle of the room, every single researcher ducked and cowered upon seeing it, deafened but not completely blinded by the subsequent pop. Using the opportunity he had to go loud, placing clean and lethal revolver shots on three of the currently stunned assailants in either corner, but he wasn't quick enough to ambush the others all at the center of the floor, whom all raised their assault rifles at him and opened fire all at once.

So close yet so far, he lifted one of his hands up in the few seconds his increased perception gave him, hoping to stop a few bullets. He would surprise himself a third time as well as scare himself slightly. The nanites in his body built out of his arm, forming a crude but very rigid metal and partially organic shield that protected him from the incoming fire, bewildered by what they were seeing, the assailants tried their best but were rammed into by a very bold and adrenaline fueled Aidan. He executed two of the three by means of his revolver but the third had his head smashed in by one of the 'egg-heads' who was rather offended they had called his wife something derogatory.

"Hostile personnel registries eliminated. Researchers and facility secure, staff evacuating. Several wounded." He reported the conclusion status and began to calm himself, seeing his assignment at its end and without a need for any help was fulfilling, though the new 'abilities' his body had developed worried him.

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