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Raven walked calmly down the blank hallways, her hands at
her sides like a good little prisoner. Her right hand flipped
through the guard's keys trying to find the one that fit the
Genoshan Slave collar around her neck. "Got it."
She slipped it from the ring and let the rest of the keys
fall from the hand. She brought her hand to her mouth as if
to cough and forced the key under her tongue. Raven rounded
the corner in the women's cell block and presented herself
to the guards. She forced a look of shame and despair on her
face as the guards checked her over.
One of the bulky men was in a jovial mood, according to plan.
Someone had slipped him some weed earlier in the evening.
"Briggs is done with ya then, huh pretty one. Fine then,
you know the drill."
She spread her arms and legs as one ran a metal detector
along her body, while Mr. Happy patted her down. The detector
went off by her mouth, just as it had for weeks whenever she
entered or left, thanks to a fortuitous trip to the Center's
dentist a month before. This time they didn't bother to check
her mouth. "Fillings" they said in unison.
Raven just grinned as they lead her through the gate into
the general cell It was a 60' by 60' box, thirty women on
20 bunk beds. This morning, Raven was grateful for the conditions
she was forced to live under. It would take them longer to
notice she was gone. She walked quickly over to her cot, where
her bunk mate, Irene, and Rebecca, the young woman they were
raising as their daughter, sat waiting for her. Reb was reading
to Irene, who, although blind, was the one to look up first
as Raven approached. She knew something was bothering Irene.
She was so tense when Raven sat down next to her.
"What do you see, Irene?"
"Raven, we must leave. Without any delay."
"I know." Raven watched as Reb gathered the things
they would need and tucked them in her clothing. The knife,
the ID card, the tiny vial of poison.
"No, Raven, you don't know." Irene was upset and
Raven took her hands.
"Just we three may go. In every Path were you try to
take the others, none of us survive. We must go alone."
Raven protested "We must get them out!"
"Not now, Raven. They must wait."
Raven knew better than to argue with destiny. A full break
was impossible. But if they got out, there would be hope for
the others. Irene was the one mutant in the Center who did
not wear a collar. The Center took her once a week to some
secret meeting, but Irene would never speak of what went on
there. The Center was not afraid of her foretelling power
but Raven had relied on it to make her plan for escape. All
along it had been possible to take the others but now, things
were happening too quickly. Raven resigned herself and was
glad she had been cautious enough to keep the plans secret
from the others.
Raven slipped the key in her mouth into her hand swiftly
unlocking her collar and then Rebecca's collar. As Rebecca
went to remove her collar, Raven stopped her.
"No, let them think we're still under their control."
Raven signaled to the other prisoners. It was a kind of code
for "start some trouble." They didn't need to know
a reason. Suddenly, and just on time, a fight broke out. the
guards could be counted on to watch a catfight rather than
break it up.
Reb grabbed one of the floor panels, ripping it up and sliding
it away. She waited as Raven and the Irene crawled under the
floor, then went under herself and pulled her panel back into
place. Reb then opened another panel in the ceiling of the
level below them. Raven dropped down first, immediately shifting
into a guard. Reb carried Irene down, hoping no one saw her
There was no need for such caution. The hallway was clear.
The was no one in sight.
They started to sprint.
Remy stuffed card into the control panel. He spun his bo-staff
out between the guards, clearing a path to exit through. The
five of them ducked for cover as he dove between them. He
rolled outside, jumping to his feet and into a run with explosions
at his back. They would continue as the timed charges ripped
the fencing to shreds, one explosion at a time.
As he crept along in the darkness, he saw his ticket into
the Center. A lone guard stepped down from his transport truck.
He looked as if he would rather be anywhere but in the dark
investigating strange noises. I suppose I should put him out
of his misery, he thought.
Remy grabbed a guard by his helmet, twisting it with a jerk
and bringing him to the ground unconscious in seconds. He
checked his countdown. "00:22:16" he had three levels
of security to get through in 12 minutes. Fine. He could do
that just not quietly.
He quickly stripped the guard and took his ID and uniform.
As he drove at break neck speeds toward the second gate,
he practiced his new accent. He nodded to the guard who took
his ID. "There's some kinda trouble back at the entry
gate. They sent me to pick up a regiment of reinforcements."
They let him pass quickly.
In a matter of minutes he was inside the second gate and
half the guard detail was rushing to support the outpost Remy
had destroyed. They thought the attack was coming from outside.
Remy would have laughed at them but time would not allow it.
It was a five minute drive between the gates and it would
take about 3 minutes for them to find the downed guard. His
ID wouldn't be any good by the time he got to the final gate.
He turned the truck's brights on and parked in front of the
gate. The guards looked out at the truck. By the time the
three guards came to check the truck, Remy was scaling the
electric fence, conveniently shorted by his attack on the
main gate. Life was so good.
Once on the other side, he was tempted to simply let go and
fall the 20 feet to the ground. He couldn't risk it though.
He swiftly climbed back down the fence. He was in the Center.
Remy checked his watch again. "00:15:21"
Raven, Irene and Rebecca skidded to a halt at the corner.
They looked at Irene.
"It should be clear."
"It should be, dang it." Reb took point and let
the bullets bounce off her. Raven and Irene crossed the hall
under the cover she provided. They were two levels up from
where they needed to be and Raven could feel the time crunching
in on them. They couldn't afford to fight their way out.
"Reb, get over here." Raven was crouched behind
the fire door of an emergency stairwell. When Reb dashed in
next to her, she reached out a touched the girl's face. Raven
felt weak for a second but the feeling past as Reb absorbed
her shape shifting powers. Reb followed Raven's example, shifting
into a guard. Reb put her collar on Irene then they balanced
her between them. Irene went limp and suddenly they were two
guards having their way with a prisoner, instead of three
escapees running for their lives.
They hurried down the stairs, two at a time, finally reaching
the main floor of the complex.
Raven cracked the fire door and watched as guards hurried
into transports all around them. This was why they had run
into a minimum of guards inside the Center. It was under attack.
Perfect timing, Raven thought, patting herself on the back.
"Mama," Reb said urgently. She was pointing up
the stairs. Their pursuers had caught on finally.
Raven lead them out into the lobby. They stayed close to
the walls, avoiding attention as they slunk toward the outside,
They were stopped by a guard several feet from the door.
"This is no time for partying. Something serious is going
on. Three prisoners are missing and the perimeter fence is
being attacked. The computer system is shot and inner fences
are down. Load up on a truck to defend the main gate."
Reb looked at Raven.
Raven looked at Irene.
Reb shifted back to her true form and broke the guard's jaw,
then slammed him to the ground, unconscious or dead or whatever.
At this point it didn't really matter. Raven also shifted
back to normal and grabbed the knife from Reb's waist. She
spun kicked at the dark form and slashed at it with the rough
"Easy, chère, I wouldn't do that if I were you."
The shadow ducked under her kick and rolled to his feet in
front of her."
"Gambit, I presume?" Raven asked. This thief definitely
"Enchantè, Madame Mystique." He had the nerve to
bow. "Destiny, Rogue." He nodded to each in turn.
Reb gave him a shy smile, Irene a questioning glance.
The pleasantries over, the little group suddenly noticed
that they were alone. The guards seemed to have deserted the
It was too quiet.
As one, they ran toward the door. They rushed outside, ready
They hadn't counted on the sentinels.
Continued in Chapter
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