Omega 17

(Chapter Three) The Fight or Flight

*Jake awakens in the middle of the night panting and sweating the residue of the nightmare wearing off but slowly. the den is deserted now the others having gone back to their own hideouts thru out the city. sitting up in bed the blankets fall off showing his bare chest and a dozen or so more scars from previous battles. hugging himself slightly he puts his head between his knees and gives out a shaky breath*
"its only a dream....just a dream not real its not real..."
*he speaks trying to calm himself to break the silence of the room to not feel so alone. reaching on the side of the bed he picks up a small stuffed puppy plushie and hugs it tightly to his chest the last gift he ever got from Amara before she was taken.gingerly he sets it back down and gets out of bed letting the blanket falling away showing the tight boxers he wears his muscles flexing under his skin and he drops to the floor and begins to work out trying to ease the nightmare from his mind*
"one...two..three...four...five"
*the counting starts to help as his heart stops racing and he breathes deeply. leaping back to his feet after a few he sits back down on the bed and rubs his eyes. looking at the digital clock next to his bed shows three-forty. groaning he flops back onto the bed and covers back up curling up in himself.slowly he begins to drift off again the night blinking out of existence. it is hours later before the lid opens once more and Jake sits up as light floods the room. Shaoun,Dipper and Ryan all climb down and close the lid again. they wear the faces of grim determination. it is Shaoun who speaks*
"its time...we have confirmed the shipment one hundred percent...they are moving them in less then an hour and security is nearly doubled since the last time"
*Jake sighs and gets out of bed and starts getting dressed*
"so what do you guys reckon...will we be able to do it?"
*Jake speaks calmly but his body shows the tension as he dresses. he puts on black combat boots and military camo leggins with a black sleeveless shirt and puts on a pair of black sunglasses. Shaoun is dressed in his black kimono,Ryan a grey suit and tie with matching dress shoes and Dipper in her usual exotic mini skirt tank top and combat chick boots. Shaoun has his energy katana Ryan his pistols and Dipper a ridiculously huge warp hammer. Jake smiles looking at all of them and nods*
"We got everything? any other information i should know?"
*Ryan shifts uncomfortably and Shaoun looks away. it is Dipper who speaks this time her voice gentle*
"Jake....we have reason to believe that...that Captain Derrickson is going to be overseeing everything personally"
*the reaction is almost instant. Jake becomes tense and hate seems to radiate off him like a tidal wave. memories flood back to him...a mechanical hand reaching out from the dark...grabbing Amara as she screams crying out for help as he tries to get to her but unable to move from the stasis....his cry's his begging of the man to let her go as he laughs...the blazing red cyborg eye leering back at him as the cybornetic leg kicks him off the ledge into some unknowable darkness. Dipper speaks again fear edging her voice*
"J-Jake?"
*her voice snaps him back to the present and his gaze hardens under the sunglasses*
"Lets go"
*without another word he pushes past them and up the ladder and out the hole. the rest look at each other and nod in some silent agreement and follow suit after Jake. moving quietly the four move about the city now bustling with people and creatures from various cultures: Humans from earth,Draconians lumbering about their large scales shining in the light their faces like a dragon but bodies humanoid in shape and size wings fluttering on their backs,strange little furry midgets and various other creatures too many to name. they pass shops now open selling various electronics and foods and many other things. moving down the streets a vast sea opens up on their left a endless green tide instead of blue like earth. you see the waters of Omega 17 are rich in nutrients and a human can survive off it for months without need for food. for some reason the nutrients inside of it changed the color of it to green over many many generations. this aside another thing has changed: a large naval dock now sits along the edge of the city with several battle cruisers and titan class warships dock for repairs and resupply before setting off again across the endless ocean. down on the docks Jake spots the smaller sleek red and black transport ship with Blackwells symbol:a Red skull with two golden swords crossed behind it. controlling the urge to simply charge down and wipe them all out he and the rest make their way down to the docks. moving quietly and carefully they split up Ryan going left Dipper right Shaoun taking to the roofs and Jake moving straight forward in the shadows of the large containers lining the docks. a large group of Blackwell Mercs line along the dock port  in front of the Blackwell ship as a large man moves in patrol in front of them...Captain Derrickson himself. as he walks the whirs and zips of gears can be heard from him his left eye gone but replaced with a red glowing cyborg eye his right arm mechanical his hand ending in claws that glow red and his right leg clanking on the ground.his eyes never stop roaming his human eye a deep pitch brown showing nothing but malice. he speaks as a group of prisoners shamble from down the docks towards the Blackwell transport*
"Get moving you fucking worthless dogs! im not in the mood for fucking around and i want off this fucking planet before sundown! NOW MOVE!"
*To emphasize his point he kicks young boy in the back causing him to fall down and cry out in pain. Jake holds back his lips pulling back in a dangerous look of hatred his hands igniting in flames as his muscles bulge under the sleeveless shirt. just a little longer....just a little longer. he keeps telling himself as he watches. looking around he sees Ryan,Dipper and Shaoun in their respective spots and they all nod in turn then Jake nods. waiting for the last of the Meta-humans to be on board he leaps out of cover without warning. the Mercs cry out in shock but none have time to raise their weapons before Jake is on them screaming in fury. bullets fly from Ryans guns as he guns down Merc after Merc and Dipper runs in laughing with glee as her warp hammer smashes everything it hits. Shaoun leaps from the rooftop and lands on a Merc impaling him with no mercy and goes onto the next. Captain Derrickson leaps back from an attack by Jake and opens fire with his cybernetic arm as the rest of the remaining Mercs get wise and start opening fire at last. bullets fly and ricochet off the transport and docks metallic surfacing. plasma bolts sear the air as heavy troopers rush from the transport and open fire. Jake lets out a fearsome cry of rage as Derrickson simply smirks*
"WHERE IS SHE YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHERES AMARA!"
*Derrickson simply laughs as he dodges Jakes attack his cybernetics giving him a slight edge letting him avoid Jakes super speed attacks and strength dodging the flames he casts out*
"oh wouldn't you like to know butter cup? your pretty little girlfriend is safe in my personal facilities and if you ever want to see her alive i suggest you leave quietly!"
*Derrickson smiles waiting for the effect he wants hoping his bluff worked...but it did not. instead of making Jake pause it only enrages him further pushing him beyond his limits. the shock quickly wears off as Derrickson dances out of his reach*
"YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! GIVE HER BACK TO ME OR I SWEAR TO TEH GODS OF GOR I WILL RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"
*Shaoun dances around the bullets and plasma bolts flying around him slicing his way thru the Mercs. he looks over at Jake and the Captain and sees the game being played. cutting down another Merc he quickly makes his way to them fighting every inch*
"RYAN! DIPPER! GET TO THE SHIP RESCUE THE PRISONERS! IM GOING FOR JAKE!"
*they both nod and make their way to the transport killing the Mercs in their way. Jake dances with Derrickson sending bolt of fire after bolt of fire at him several coming close his rage fueling the flames as he has become intent on killing him. Derrickson moving quickly whips out his side arm a plasma pistol and opens fire with it. the bolts strike Jake in the chest and he screams staggering back....and stands back up again even more pissed off then before the scorch mark showing thru the shirt. Derrickson stares dumb founded not understanding...before a boot finds his face slamming him to the ground. with a cry of pain he lands hard Jake on top of him his eyes blazing his voice low and deadly*
"I am giving you one FUCKING chance...to give me back Amara....if you don't...I will rip out your god damn intestines and use them as a noose to hang you with"
*Derrickson weighing his options looks into Jakes eyes and nods silently*
"Alright! alright....shes not in my persoanl facilities...shes being held...on Garvon Six"
*Jakes eyes widen and with a scream of hate and unbridled fury brings his fist down barely missing Derricksons head and smashing a hole into the metal of the docks. acting quickly the Captain kicks Jake off him and leaps up just as Ryan and Dipper charge off with both the Transport ship and the prisoners the thrusters at full charge. yelling curses that would make a Glorkon cover his ears he takes off towards one of the docked star fighters sitting in the Titan class battleships port side bay to escape. Jake intent on him being dead goes to charge after him when Shaoun stops him*
"He is not worth it Jake Brackson we need to catch up with the others come on"
*not wanting to go but unwilling to abandon his friends he nods and takes off with Shaoun. moving quickly they leap onto the transport and climb inside. heading down to the bow they find the prisoners and Ryan. Dipper sits in the pilots seat steering*
"looks like a few Meta-humans but also some normies too Jake..looks like they are bagging Meta-human supporters now too instead of just killing them"
*Dipper speaks with resentment towards the Mercs and sighs as she steers the transport into open ocean towards the west end of the city a large warehouse stands looming agasint the darkening sky. Jake simply nods. one of the people comes forward a young girl only about fifteen her eyes a deep violet elvish tattoos under her eyes and above them like daggers. electricity crackles around her fingers but her eyes are pleading. she speaks her voice low and wavering*
"S-sir? where are we g-going?"
*Jake smiles softly*
"we are taking you somewhere safe....somewhere...Blackwell can never hurt you again...whats your name young one?"
*she smiles prettily*
"My names Violetta...Violetta Turner"