Versus The Captor

7.) Break In

Mackenzie Ross:

We were outside of the facility. It was humongous, which made me wonder how someone didn't take the opportunity to use it. Shaking that thought away, I teamed up with Spidey while Harris went with Ry-Guy. Veracity, Leo, and Mark went around to the other side.

"Let's do this rooftop style." Spyder suggested.

Couldn't agree more. Using my powers, I took my friend's hand and flew us up to the top of the building. Once we landed, I found a trap door. I walked over to it, only to find that it had a passcode on it. Hot biscuits.

"Geez, everyone has a passcode for everything today." I said aloud.

"Wow." I heard Spyder breathe out.

"What?" I asked while paying attention to the task at hand.

"I haven't seen a great view like this since me and Ryan took Mech X4 out for fun."

I raised an eyebrow with a curious smile.

"You took Mech X for a joy ride?" I questioned.

"Uh huh," Spyder confirmed, "it was back when...well...I can't tell you."

I put in random numbers. 0003 didn't work and neither did 3274.

"Oh yeah," I began to ask, "why's that?"

"Ryan would rather keep it personal," he told me, "he's been doing that for a while now."

123456789 didn't even work. What the fudge?

"What, he's going all Dark Knight on everyone too?" I joked.

"Nah," Spyder replied with a slight chuckle, "just a lot has been going on with him that's all."

"Why wouldn't he talk about that?" I question him, "if it's important, it's ok for him to say something."

"When it comes to him, he doesn't really care," Spyder explained to me, "us? No question he'll do anything to make sure we're safe."

"How'd you figure that out?" I inquired.

"We all kind of already knew that about him," Spyder responded, "to me he's-"

"Ugh!" I yelled in frustration.

Spyder then decided to be of some use and help me. I know, I didn't want to sound mean, but this thing is driving me bonkers!

"Hmm," I heard him hum a little, "how about 5574329."

He plugged the number in. That's when a beeping noise reached my ears. I pulled on the handle bar and the door opened with ease. My mouth hung open as I slowly faced him. He was grinning.

"Not my first time breaking and entering sista," he told me, "now let's go."

My lanta this boy is a secret genius. Not school wise, but it's showing. I followed him to the inside of the facility.

Harris Harris Jr.

Ryan and I found a back entrance. It seemed like a janitor's closet that led to other rooms, but now wasn't the time to debate on that. We quietly went from wall to wall. There were plenty of rooms. Some of which weren't pleasant. Since I like you, I'll spare you the details.

"Harris!" Ryan whispered-yelled.

I snapped my head up to see that he found something. I tip toed my way to him. He was crouched down on the floor. Imitating his position, I went on my knees and pressed my ear up against the wall.

"Sounds like strangling chains," I said, "one of the technopaths have to be in there."

Ry didn't respond.