The Diamond Spy

Ch.42 Caged by Beasts

Caged by Beasts

When Blue teleports us all back to the bunker, I don't expect to be standing in a near to pitch black space with little to no light flickering from one luminescent bulb. I see a spark that illuminates S.P.A.N.K.Y... which I never recognised to be an acronym. It's the first thing my eyes adjust to. It's an acronym no one in FC had ever been enlightened about in terms of the meaning behind it's label.

I had never thought deeply into the term Spanky Dust.

Now, my eyes take in the words that make up the lethal gas, with keen interest.

S.P.A.N.K.Y

SPECIAL

PURPOSE

ALTERATOR

of

NATURALISATION

by the

KNOWLEDGE

of

YESTERYEAR

As soon as I blink a few more times, the rest of my body feels centred after being literally transported half way around the world in a moment and a burst of power. It's only then that I realise why the room is almost pitch black. The single light left flickering is the only thing to survive Blue's drain of the electricity to power her teleporting ability.

I see my girls scramble back to stand behind me on the smooth and polished concrete flooring while STRIKE gather their senses and also round together, a few feet in front of us.

All move, except for one man who stands unfazed and calm with distinct tyrian purple eyes, turned to slits. He is perfectly equipped for this kind of minimal lighting.

"Defences are offline," Dale snarls this furiously back to his team as the flicker of light only momentarily shows their positions and their expressions.

Serge has his eyes trained on me, Jose is eyeing off the girls while Ace glances between Dale and I, awaiting instructions. They all look like they've grown out their hair a bit and they seem mangier. A little... sad? I can only assume being forced to stare at all your dead mother's bodies, preserved and hung up for display, took a toll, even on beasts.

I can't dwell on that observation as the room slowly lights up in a red glow, and a warning siren just begins to wail, right before all the lights around us flicker back on abruptly and the siren halts.

From darkness to light, the rest of this unknown level in the Black Lair bunker is suddenly very visible.

"Back up generator, enabled!" around us, out of the speakers from the corners of the level, comes a familiar kid's voice. I look around while the Brownie Squad also spin to take in the large gas chambers surrounding us to the left and right. We were standing in the middle of the hall in between the chambers.

Dale makes one hand movement once we're done looking around at the concrete and glass chambers of research and death. As his two fingers motion upwards, all beasts pull out a gun each and focus the barrels at each one of my members.

Ace has his smaller hand gun on Strawberry instead of his sniper, as Jose has his gun on Raven, Serge's is on Blue and Dale's is on me.

"Why the guns?" I ask, slowly putting up my hands in 'surrender' as I lower my tone and raise my brows, "If we wanted you dead or knocked unconscious, all of you would already be flat on the ground -"

"Did Desmond King, runner-up for mayor, tell you to say that... kitten?" Dale asks with a smirk but doesn't lower his gun, as he speaks of Blue next, but doesn't look at her. Instead, the Lord of the Underworld keeps his gaze locked onto my own, "Teleportation. I had a feeling there would be something hidden about your Brownie Squad."