release // control sequel

erase.

August 2nd, 2002

2:06 pm

     "Everyone ready?" Newt asked as he intertwined his fingers with his Kis and Minho's hands.

     A slight nod came from both of them.

     "Let's do it," Newt said as he squeezed their hands.

     The three went invisible, the only thing detectable to the eye were the footprints they left in the grass.

     WICKED's homebase looked a little like a maze. From the outside you could tell it was a huge complex, the walls were dark grey stone with huge sliding doors. There were guards littered everywhere, guns in their hands and black masks over their faces. They weren't regular guns, they were the guns from the invasions, the ones that electrocuted and destabilized power. For mutants, one of those were ten times more deadly than a bullet. If one of those hit you, it was enough to surge your body into overdrive and for mutants like Thomas, that was catastrophic.

     "How are we getting in?" Minho whispered as they started moving toward the base.

     "We have to go in the front, but I say we jump the guards and get their uniforms...you know just in case," Kis suggested as they hooked left, going toward the back of the complex. "We'd have masks so no one would know it was us."

     "That's smart actually," Newt said as he started scanning for guards in smaller packs. It looked like they were patrolling the outside, almost as if they were looking for something.

     "I can take them," Minho said as he looked one of the guards up and down. "Just get me close enough."

     "I'll be over there." Kis pointed to a hidden spot behind the brush. "Come there when you're back, we'll regroup and move out."

     "Good that." Newt nodded and Minho fake saluted the blonde girl who scoffed and let go of Newt's hand.

     The boys watched her slip behind the brush and drop out of sight.

     "You sure?" Newt whispered softly as they started approaching a group of four guards.

     "Of course I'm sure, they got our friends."

     Newt nodded and walked slowly until the two were right behind them. Newt knew that they couldn't see him, but his heart was still racing. Minho's breath was coming out in soft little puffs, Newt could tell her was nervous.
Minho took in a deep breath and his entire body hardened, turning to some type of metal. He gave Newt a crooked smile and dropped his hand, immediately springing into action.

     He grabbed the first guy's head, snapping his head to the side and ignoring the sickening crunch his bones made as he fell to the ground. The three instantly spun around, readying their guns.

     Minho cracked his knuckles before lunging at the guy in the middle. He hit the ground and was still. Many people didn't survive two hundred pounds of stone falling onto them.

     Minho grabbed the leg of the guy on the right and pulled it out, he yelped and fell to the ground.

     The guy on the left quickly got over Minho and held the gun over him.

     "Don't move," he said as his finger hovered over the trigger.

     Minho rolled his eyes. "Shoot me pussy, you won't."

     The guy hesitated for a split second, his finger slightly shaking as he put it on the trigger.

     "Dumb fuck," Minho scoffed as he brought his knee up and smashed it between the man's legs.