Three months had passed since the Raid on Salem Drive's Hospital Institution for Unnaturals, and 0497 was on a steady road to regaining all proper and purposeful movements. She still hadn't talked to anyone, but she could use both of her arms, and sit up. The Hellhound had also started to regain some of her leg strength as of last week. While she had shown this almost instant comeback, we also had miraculously managed to almost fully weaned her off the complete list of medications. Though just as Viktor and I believed 0497 was doing it all by herself with the help of her extensive healing powers. She had a few CC’s she still needed from the painkillers, yet those drugs were also helping her work through the muscle contractions and spasms she had been having as a small side-effect from the lack of movement. Besides all that things were surprisingly going well, but not only for her.
Our Syndicate had officially closed three national Institutions in America; of course, there were many more to whom desired our attention as well. We were making great headway. All in all, our large force of several rebelling groups had managed to shut down fourteen here in the States, and another thirty-seven internationally. While Yalu and I had switched shifts with 0497, we would also help Mhykal and Braedon make Raid plans on other institutions. Everything was coming along well, but as with the laws of physics, when something good happened there was usually something bad that was going to follow up, what it was yet we couldn't figure it out. Although we all had the same churned stomach feeling; that gut feeling it was going to be bad soon.
All of us were on edge about our next Raid over in Ohio but there was something that told me to not go with my friend and his on and off again girlfriend.
"I'm telling you; you are too attached to her." Mhykal jested with me, his arm swathed around his girlfriend’s lower back.
"Sure I am." I growled rolling my eyes playfully. "What about you two? Attached to the hip again?"
"Hey-" Mhykal now barked back at me with still a smile going from ear to ear, like usual.
"She may not talk still, but we all have gotten close to her, and if you feel that something is off about the Raid, then don't go." Yalu voiced to me. "However, we could still use your great mental abilities, besides Viktor is staying here to supervise 497 and in case something does happen he will be contacting Braedon first thing okay."
"I know he is staying here-" I returned glancing back at 0497 who was leaning against Viktor's arm for support as she watched the setting sun. "I just can't help but shake this feeling." I murmured quietly to myself. Speaking up again, I shrugged off the odd feeling to go help my friends with our mission. "I guess I'll go. If anything, bad happens I can get back here by foot in about fifteen minutes anyways."
"Yeah running at full speed all the way back." Mhykal said, mocking our Specieal Abilities.
"Alright, well we got to get going now." Yalu said checking the time on her newer dark purple smartphone. "If we're late to the checkpoint, Braedon will rip into all three of us, and I don't know how you guys get away with it so often.”
"Somehow, we manage, right, Jakob?"
"Yeah." I sighed following them down the stairs onto the first floor to walk into the garage and pull out in our black tinted window Escalade.
A few hours into our raid, I heard through the Bluetooth earpiece in my ear, that Braedon, our group’s leader had gotten a phone call of some sort. My stomach dropped but I kept my mind clear of all doubt, putting trust in our medically trained Viktor.
"This section is clear." I reported into my earpiece. "Moving onto section B-4, and C-7."
"Roger that. Meet up with Mhykal at checkpoint B-2, before moving onto next section." One of our tech lackeys explained.
"Alright." Darting through the corridors I hastily caught up with my fellow European looking friend. The both of us wearing our usual black trench coats. "Hey Mhykal."
"Hey Jakob, from here we work together and free the Unnaturals. I guess they are all simple electronic swipe locks." Mhykal told me as we began to walk towards the next two sectors.
"That shouldn't be difficult. Compared to our Raids on Salem Drive, these just seem like child play."
"True, even I could unlock those doors." I heard him laugh.
Quickly we opened all the doors in each sector freeing in total seventy semi-healthy patients. While many seemed like Humans with either powers gifted or cursed upon them, few were actually specifically diagnosed as species of Unnaturals. Leading them all back out, we collected them onto a 'Stolen' public bus, from there I used my hypnotism to order the driver to take the humans up to a 'Human/Unnatural' safe house, where our leader Braedon and the few other leaders in charge of the large safe house would help communicate how the humans could fit back into whatever old lifestyle they had and keep their unusual powers in check. Sitting in the passenger seat of the Escalade, I anxiously waited for us to complete this ‘Raid’. Looking up at the brilliant Blood Moon with its infamous glow, I exhaled a longing breath.
"Ready to go?" Mhykal probed as he stepped into the Driver's seat of the vehicle his girlfriend following into the back seat.
"Yeah." I sighed. "I’m ready for bed."
"So am I." the Caucasian Vixen yawned. "Thank god it is over finally.”
"It's exhausting work, but it has to be done, unfortunately. If there was no one to Rebel against the harmful treatment of our fellow Unnaturals, all of us would either be hunted down with deeper discrimination or captured and put through those ‘treatments’ of Humanity. Then the majority of the ones we had freed would most likely be living their last days in the same room, or same cell, undergoing that same painful torture." Mhykal heavily sighed while he drove the vehicle out of the hidden shadows into the paved asphalt road hidden away by thick forest.
"Or Unnaturals who represent breaks in science and technology would end up in similar situations as 0497 did." I
"True. Out of the all Raids I can remember; she was the first one I had physically seen in that rough of a shape."" Yalu returned. "Can't imagine myself if I had my life had been as rough as hers."
"I don't think anyone of us could." I returned.
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