Chapter 3: And Tails Of Demons

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Jane turned her head away, she didn't feel like doing this tango with the fool. It wasn't that he cane on too sting but the way he presented it was too formatted. There wasn't anything that told her that Scott wasn't telling lies.

"How did you find me?" She hissed.

"The white suits got to you first, drugging you and attempted to airlift you. We intercepted the ride." His answer was clear and matched up to what she felt.

She felt a slight sting as Jane realized her mistake of sleeping.

"I think that's enough questions for one day, I'll bring you some food." Scott left the room to leave her strapped to the bed with two people, whom she assumed were security, stood near the single door.

Jane slowly undid her restraints with very little power. They weren't even coated with that substance, it was easy to do such a bland task. Covering her shoulders and legs with a blanket she stared emptily at the wall. She did like how the fibers scratched her skin, it felt familiar. Her grip tightened around the two ends, she hated how friendly he acted. This Scott was nothing more than an actor. He had a very dist out he carries like a burden or perhaps didn't want her to know about. Probably studied psychology to make a living which would be ironic all things considered. He wanted some sort of change which is why he wanted "custody".

She cocooned herself in the blanket but she wouldn't emerge as a colorful butterfly. There was something darker that pricked at her skin that would emerge. A smile crept on her face as the two guards suddenly fell. Unwrapping herself from the blanked both of her arms were a vile black that stretched into claws instead of fingers. They coiled around the doorknob like they strangled their prey.

"One, two-" Jane said to herself before jerking the door open to see Scott.

Ramming him into the wall it caused the food to spill onto the floor before she continued down the hall. She felt free racing down the hall. Jane jumped to place a foot on the wall and launch to a loose panel on the ceiling. Landing softly on the branches in between each square she crawled as the rush still felt exciting. Let's see how far while mapping out as much as possible in one round.

There was rules to what was possible, Jane needed to first have seen the location before portaling there. Not to mention getting a lot of energy meant long lengths of travel were impossible. She needed to understand whatever she did down to a molecular level as much as possible. Her powers demanded both energy and knowledge. Of course she could escape, Jane already knew they were in lockdown by now.

Slipping back into the room quietly her arms didn't appear to have a runny black substance on them. This is the last place they'll look so she probably had enough time to see who they were. The people in the masks, Scott, the guards, everyone was a great big blank for her. She looked around at the many papers, cabinet of medication, and the computer.

Jane was in the middle of nowhere, about 2 hours away from the nearest town and from any emergency service. She found this was actually a company called Gemixe Corp. Apparently a rather new business idea was caused by only 4 "gifted" people, it was all over the internet. Their names were Mae, Scott, Quinton, and all Iwix. No where did it say exactly what powers any of them had specifically nor was there any video of them. They weren't a government controlled business but they had gone to many events, those were shown, nothing helpful.

Turning towards the cabinet was plenty of bottles and supplies that would be useful if the person was in intensive care. All of the papers were somehow about her, records of each experiment. Jane gripped a handful of them as they crinkled and crunch. She wanted to do something about it. There was more like her, a lot more. She wanted to stop all of it. The havoc that Phantom wanted to use her to perform was no less than horrific. Even more than 8 years was in the papers as she flipped through the pages, it recorded her life, her behavior, and her development.

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