Chapter Twenty Six : Altair

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"But where is my shirt?," Asked Celest trying to get back to the previous state of atmosphere.

"H.. here," Skye hands him his shirt and continues, "Let's get a quick overview of.... Everything we're about to do."

"Right. We get our hands on the communication devices, figure them out and gather as much information as possible all while avoiding the chairman and his secretary with our lives. Next we meet up after sunset near the communication tower that is at the far end," said Celest wearing his shirt and slipping on pants. His buttons all still open revealing his body that had scars of small cuts all over.

"Aren't you scared? You might get caught? Recognized? Anything?," Said Skye sitting on the bench wearing the shoes.

"I am. I never had a proper conversation with anyone at the lab," I replied to her.

"Then why do you not come with me or go with Celest?," She asked me. Her head tilts to the side as she raises her head to face me and stands up.

"We need as much information as possible. All I know about is my own body and that isn't going to help," I sat down on the bench as Celest takes a stand beside Skye.

"If you're doing this, then if anything goes wrong, just run," said Celest but widening his eyes a second later, "Oh wait. We need weapons. If we're in a pinch, some smoke bombs to escape easily."

"Communication devices still is the first priority," said Skye and started to search for it, "Where do you think they store electronics and weapons? Something obvious or something really unthinkable?."

The sound outside was so chaotic, loud noises of metals banging on the floor, clashing together like the silverware in the tray inside the laboratory. The noises of their footsteps in perfect harmony with the cacophony. The slight clicks of the security cameras and sound of disconnection of the wires, Skye gives a huge thumbs up with a smug face.

"That was easy breezy, they really need to work on security here," she says as she moves on to the attics where they stored huge boxes with labels.

Celest opens the storage room and turns on the lights only to find the guy he knocked out still lying unconscious on the floor. He sighs and looks around the room to search for weapons.

I follow him as I spot a shiny metal on the belt of the unconscious guy. I go closer and twist it out of there as I observe and analyze it very carefully. "What's that in your hand?," Asked Celest as I showed him the thing I picked up.

"Just something.... I don't know," I replied feeling the lack of enough knowledge. Even the basic common knowledge for people is unknown to me. Just what have I become? Just what am I here for if I'm going to be this useless? "Think of the lifeguard at an Olympics swimming events," echoed in my head. Just what are Olympics? What are swimming events? I feel at a loss, loss of words. If I'm going to help them, just how am I going to do it? How will hold a conversation when I don't even know the basics of machinery?

"Where did you find it? I saw a small slot like thing in the wall there, maybe this is something like a key?," He said and I handed it to him. He walked to the wall in front of us in the storage room and pushed the thing in the slot on the wall as the automatic security turns on, "Please stand still as we scan and approve your request," said a clean, clear robotic voice.

"Get back!," Shrieked Celest pushing me back and jumping back himself. The green lasers scan the ground instead of us and notifies us, "Please take a step forward so as to scan you," it said.

There was a sudden drop in temperature, the storage door was sliding close, sealing us inside. Another notification followed after, "Please step under the lasers."

The guy who layed unconscious on the floor was gaining back his consciousness as he struggled to open his eyes. I went next to him and again delivered a blow to the back of his nape, sending him back to oblivion; picking him up and holding him up under the lasers to fortunately get approved.

"Good thinking!," Said Celest. He play hits me on the back and the doors opened. The blue lights from the cracks came flying in like the lasers that kill. A huge show case of weapons stood in front of us, the wall slowly moved on its own like an automatic door.

Every slot kept systematically, with different weapons and their derivatives/hybrid weapons accordingly like a periodic table. All of them as lethal as kill in one shot and hundred percent success rate, with off course if the user is skilled enough or it may backfire.

These weapons were designed for the special forces with the purpose of increasing the amount of weapons available. I look at it in so much awe, I step back and slowly walk out only to bump into Skye who was about to walk in.

"Here, keep this with you and don't lose it, keep the GPS on at all times.. I'm actually grateful I found such a good thing," said Skye who walked in towards Celest.

All I could see was their backs. How far and distant they look. How much more will it take to close this gap? How much more will it take to be a normal human? Silently walking out but the footsteps were heading right for us. An entire group of employees will be here in no time, "You want to get out right now," I called them.

Celest came out with the entire armoury on as I proceeded to tell him to get it all off and only take things which are easy to figure out and easy to use. Skye linked our devices in the mean time; we could hear each others voice even if we whispered or just mouthed it without any voice.

Just when will I be able to see the world outside?

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A/N:
Ok. So.... I kinda had a break. Pretty long one. So I kinda wrote this chapter like after one and a half month so it's a bit off track. 

Who wants to know if they get caught again or not?!

Hint: They get caught.

Oops.....

- Kenerelda☆

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