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Chapter Sixteen: Assemble The Crew

Chase closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. He hated that Dark smelled like Mark. It was messing with his perception of him. Swallowing, Chase whispered to him in a barely audible voice. "I won't let you hurt him... He's all I've got left." Chase's heart skipped when he saw Dark's smirk, revealing bright perfect teeth by his cheek. Turning his jaw to force him to look into Dark's jet-black eyes, Dark purred to him in his deepest and most intriguing voice. "Is he? Where was he when Anti made you kill your family? Where was he when you were drowning in debt?" Chase averted his eyes, but Dark merely leaned closer to whisper over his cheekbone. "If Anti is everything Sean isn't... Than he's EVERYTHING like you. You belong with us, Chase. In time... you'll come to see that." Easing away from him, Dark relaxed into the booth. His eyes drifting away to watch Anti and Natemare drinking and drawing attention away from some of the dancers as they danced to the thumping bass.

Eventually, Chase joined Dark in the booth. Eating at Dark's behest to keep him alive. In the middle of his second plate of fries, Anti staggered over out of breath. Dropping into the booth across from them, Anti wheezed out. "Dark... I can't keep this up... Without a physical form, I feel myself weakening. I need... You promised..." Anti couldn't seem to bring himself to say it. However, Dark plucked a fry from Chase's plate, answering coolly. "I'm well aware of my promise. I will keep it." Leaning on the table, Anti sneered out. "Then let's track down Sean and you two kill him! I can't live like this!" Chase stiffened, glancing at Dark who was unphased. Eating the fry, Dark told Anti simply. "I'm not worried about Sean. He's practically dying on his own from exposure to you anyway." Frowning, Anti struck the table, heatedly retorting. "I can't wait that long! I can feel the energy draining from me... I need a source to store and replenish! The weaker HE gets... The weaker I get..."

Dark licked his fingers, before informing Anti casually. "You're thinking too small, Anti. Killing Sean will just stir up the nest. I'm thinking we leave them to mourn the inevitable. While we move on to greater things." Anti frowned, forcing Dark to explain clearly. "Sean's exposure to the tablet bonds you to him. Just as it bonds us to Mark and Nate. The solution is simple. We steal the tablet and bind you to someone new." Dark's menacing eyes turned to Chase, before saying rather seriously. "If Chase doesn't comply... Then we kill his brother. Very slowly. Just to make a point. We are the new gods of this world. It's time everyone knows it and complies." Anti slumped back in the booth, huffing out bitterly. "Steal the tablet back? The tablet that I.R.I.S. has in containment? They'll expect that. They'll use it as bait!" Shaking his head, Dark informed Anti with a grin. "No. They won't. Because they'll be looking for Sean in the hopes of collaring you. I.R.I.S. has no idea what that tablet can do. We'll get it back and we'll use it to get rid of the problem children."

Anti's lips curled into a smirk as he said rather excitedly now. "You know where it is. When do we go for it?" Dark glanced around the club, before answering stoically. "First thing tonight. I work better under the cover of darkness. Get us some food. We'll dine before bed." Anti nodded, slipping from the booth to find Natemare. Coaxing him out of the booth, Dark touched the arm of a guard to some private rooms in the back. Without need of ID or money, the man's eyes glazed over, and he handed Dark a key. Pulling Chase down the red tinted hallway. From every room there were loud moans of pleasure or the rhythmic banging of bedframes. Finding the furthest room, Dark slipped inside and pulled Chase in by his chain. The bed inside was huge and everything had a red lusty feel to it. Taking a seat on the bed, Dark told him seriously. "Undress for bed. We've got a long night ahead of us." Stripping down to his underwear, Chase crawled into bed with Dark who handcuffed his wrist to his. Chase watched him slide the small key under his tongue, almost challenging him to try and take it.

Before long, Anti and Natemare came in with a small group of willing people that clearly wanted to sleep with them. Not realizing why they were really there, until it was too late. Chase couldn't bare to watch them feast. So, he laid on his stomach and tried to drift off. Flinching only when Dark and the others joined him. Crowding him and practically pinning him down with their heavy limbs.

Marvin

Sitting in an alleyway outside a hospital, Marvin tugged his hood farther past his face and closed his eyes to meditate. Allowing his soul to astral project out of his physical body and into an invisible spirit of himself. It was risky but handy to use. Making sure that his body was hidden and safe, he slipped through the wall and walked slowly down the hospital hallways without any fear of being seen. This was the eighth hospital that he'd visited and upon seeing the familiar Iris logo, he grinned to himself. He'd found them. Tailing a man down into the hidden and well-guarded lab beneath the building, he broke off to find the people in charge. Easing into a glass room that looked promising with its many people sitting around in a meeting, he stopped to listen. The woman at the head of the table groaned with irritation before snapping aloud to the others. "One of our facilities goes red, and all you have to tell me is that we LOST them?! How is that possible?! Stop giving me excuses!"

A man from the table, shrugged out as he informed her seriously. "We don't know how it happened. The video footage is damaged and what footage we could recover from the scene is... circumstantial at best. All we can say definitively is that Subject 1-14-20-09 managed to escape containment due to a malfunction in the testing lab. Sean unintentionally unlocked the container from the computer." The man placed her hands on the table, sneering out. "Yes... So, I've heard. An illegal test. Unapproved by the board. Resulting in a vital assets to the company getting loose, which could very well get out of our control AND COULD DESTROY THE WORLD! Have I left anything out?! WHERE ARE THERE?!" Another man from the table, clicked a remote to show the scene of a flipped cop car on the highway, while informing her. "We can't be sure this is related, but the cop's car cam was flooded with static. The car's diagnostic claimed it was chasing after someone going well over a hundred miles per hour. However, his body cam caught this..."

The man clicked a button and Marvin tensed up with interest. The new image showed a blurred image of the car and what appeared to be Chase glancing back from the passenger side. Gesturing to it, the man added coolly. "We tracked the car. The men who had it said they were given it outside a gentleman's club. We have a team heading there to scout the scene. We believe the man seen here is Chase Brody McLoughlin. Sean McLoughlin's young twin brother. Both were in the facility. Neither one was found at the site." The woman got to her feet to look at the monitor, shrugging out confused. "Why him? Anti is still linked to Sean, isn't he?" One of the other woman at the table, flipped through a folder, answering curtly. "According to the records we could find, yes. But Sean was steadily becoming unstable. Anti drained his body of vital energy during the output from the tablet. Sean's body was literally trying to fight Anti's invasion like a virus to his system. Leaving him comatose."

The woman pushed the folder to the head woman, adding clearly. "The internal struggle between them has left both assets struggling for survival. Unlike the other two Subjects. Who bonded well into their hosts with minimal damage to the other. However, an entity like Anti is unstable. He is made up entirely of Antimatter. Trying to use him to power our facilities and studies was becoming too much of a strain on him. When he's unable to house all that energy into his own... fleshy battery, so-to-speak. He won't survive outside containment without a vessel to feed off of and store his extra energy output into." The head woman tapped Chase's image, asking the group seriously. "This kid. He's Sean's twin? Can Anti use him as a replacement?" A man at the table nodded, answering promptly. "Seems the facility believed he could be used that way. They were comparing data between him and his brother through exposure tests. I think... you might be interest in this." The man tossed her another folder but summed up for the others. "According to the data they got. Chase scored higher in exposure levels. We don't know how... but Anti has been inside him before. He's used him to kill his family. He is special, because he is more compatible with Antimatter. We're talking 100% functionality!"

The head woman's eyes widened, before she blurted out. "How? He's never touched the tablet... Has he?" The man shrugged, stating openly. "We don't know. They were unable to confirm it. What we do know is that in one of the tapes they sent... Chase just appeared on the roof of the facility. No one knew he existed until he showed up. Chase's report says he was in the woods prior to the jump. We all know that the only entity that can jump time and space like that is-" The head woman cut him off to finish in shock. "Anti. Son of a bitch. He played us." Pointing to the image, she rushed out. "I want every cop in the area looking for this kid! I want our best teams on this case! And I want the tablet moved to a secure facility tonight!" One of the men at the table, raised a hand before rushing out. "Ma'am, the tablet? It's just a relic on display now... Why would they go after it?" The head woman moved closer to the table, informing them all sternly. "They came here in that tablet, ladies and gentlemen. Until their asses are contained. I want that tablet secured and out of sight as a precaution. Now go!"

Marvin didn't linger any longer. Rushing back to his body, he reentered it with a sharp gasp. Then stiffly getting to his feet, he began to walk briskly as he removed his phone. Pressing the contact, he brought the phone tohis ear and spoke quickly into it. "I need your help. Are you still in contact with the Ipliers? Good. We're going to need to pull off a heist tonight."  To Be Continued...

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