From War, To Extinction

Chapter 17: The Beginning Of The End

"Make sure the Lycan and Vampire councils remember the plan; they'll attack via my command, and Director Krasper, make sure he's mine, I will be the one to end this, once and for all."
"Of course, Michael, the forces are ready to attack at your command" Sebastian agrees. "But remember what we discussed; you won't be able to get anywhere near Krapser if both the security rooms and the mobile weaponry are still operational, there are multiple security rooms and the problem with that is; I only know where two are. So you're going to have to somehow gain that information from someone of a high position in Antigen; someone that will know the inners and outers. Michael, and Kassie, please, don't let your personal feelings get in the way of this mission. If we do this right, we may end this Antigen charade once for all."
"Whatever," Michael growls over the radio. "Let's just get this over with, Kassie, you ready? Got that katana of yours ready?"
"I'm ready, Dad, let's do this," Kassie agrees. "Lock n' load, motherfuckers."
"Radios off, guys," Sebastian adds. "Let's make sure Antigen doesn't hear our talking."

Three uniformed figures slowly walk through the heavily protected gates of the Antigen headquarters, IDs strapped to the belts of the Antigen armour all three figures wear. One of the figures holds a briefcase in one hand and an assault rifle in the other, while another figure has a katana strapped around their shoulder.
"The check-in is coming up, the uniforms and IDs we stole are from a security team, we'll ask where the security room for this sector is, and then we'll sort them out."
"Copy that," Michael agrees as they move up to the check-in desk.
"Markus Strain from Security-Team-One reporting," Sebastian grunts, like an Antigen soldier would. "Where's this fucking security room, me and these two fuckers have been sent to maximise security personnel in case that Corvin prick comes along. So if you'd point me in the right direction, that will be fan-fucking-tastic."
"Follow Hall 4 and you'll find it, asshole," the desk lady says to him.
"Let's go, guys," Sebastian grunts, leading the group down Hall 4.
"Nice going, Seb," Michael chuckles from behind his mask. "Sounded like a real Antigen grunt right there, but you didn't have to call me a prick."
"I've fought enough of their goons to know what the bastards sound like, and sorry about that."
"The security room is coming up, how do you wanna' plan this?" Kassie questions.
"Let me go in there," Michael growls, placing the briefcase down before opening it, revealing the suppressed Beretta that was hidden inside as he clips the combat knife to his armoured belt. "I'll be able to take them all out quietly."
"Okay, but be quick about it, if we alert any alarms, that will be the end of our plans."
"Don't worry about that," Michael growls. "All you have to do is give me a minute, trust me when I say that's all I need, heading inside now. Wait, watch that fucking briefcase, Kassie."
"Sure thing, dad, just get in there."

Michael prowls his way inside of the security room, both the combat knife and suppressed Beretta glued to his grasps. The Antigen security team don't move a muscle, they don't even look up to see who's at the door, they just continue to stare at the security screens, looking for any signs of Immortal activity. Michael quickly analyses the threat level; six soldiers, lightly armed and armoured, sub-machine guns; barely a low threat level.
"Any sign of the Hybrid? I don't like the fact that he hasn't shown his three days, it's like he's left the city."
"As soon as we get sights on him, we'll tell the Death-Squads to tear him a new ass-"
Michael throws his combat knife at one of the soldiers' throats before firing his suppressed Beretta, killing four out of the five soldiers as he warps towards the last one, covering their mouth with an intense, unbreakable grip.
"This is how we're going to do this," Michael whispers, strengthening his grip. "You're going to give me information on the locations of the other security rooms, as well as the mobile weaponry centre, I know you have the info', all of the security members do. So, I'm going to uncover your mouth now-"
"SOMEBODY HE-"
"Fuck it," Michael growls, sinking his Hybrid teeth deep into the side of the soldier's neck, triggering the ability 'blood-sort'.
Before he can taste the sweetness of the blood, Michael is drowned with the memories of the soldier his teeth are currently buried in. Michael digs his way through the soldier's memories, draining every piece of knowledge of the Antigen Headquarters from his mind. The sweet taste of the blood takes over his mind, making him rabid and bite harder into the soldier's throat, so hard, Michael hears a break. Michael pulls back the soldier's throat, his blood soaked mouth dripping onto the cold floor of the security room. Silence swallows the room as Michael stares down at the soldier he had just murdered in cold blood, making him question his own morality for a short moment, before he realises that the soldier would have done the exact same thing if he was a few steps in front. Michael steps out of his over-contemplation, taking the soldier's security card before leaving the room, locking it behind him.

"Is it done?" Sebastian questions, watching as Michael wipes the blood from his mouth. "Got the information you need?"
"That and more," Michael comments as he looks at his brief case. "There are fourteen security rooms remaining and two mobile weaponry centres; the security rooms are scattered across the entire building, the mobile weaponry centres, however, are- well- underground near- laboratories. I can't tell you why but- I have to destroy the laboratories too, I know it's not part of the plan, but trust me. There's something down there- that I have to see- with my own eyes- otherwise- I won't believe what the soldier's memories told me."
"You mean we're going to have to take the elevators down?" Kassie questions, cocking the assault rifle in her grasp. "This wasn't part of the plan-"
"Yes, but we didn't know the building extends below ground until a minute ago," Michael growls, placing his hand onto his earpiece. "This is Michael to the I-Forces, change of plan, it's near impossible for us to take out all of the security rooms, so we're going to take out the mobile defences, and when I give you the signal, you have a green light to attack, over."
"Copy that, Michael, I-Force Leaders out."
"So, what now?" Sebastian asks his leader, watching as Michael straps the razor-whip to his belt, then a sheath to his back.
"We're going to the shut down the Mobile Weaponry Centres, then we're going to the laboratories, we're going to start the attack and we'll rip them apart from the inside out," Michael begins to explain, holding onto Lena's Father's Silver Sword. "And when I'm ready, I'll make my way up the building, killing everyone that gets in my way, destroying the security rooms in the progress, and when I meet Krasper face to face, I'm going to rip his off."
Michael sheaths the Silver Sword, his iris glowing dark, blood red.