The Egos and The Sanders Sides

✔ Part 24 ✔

"We're in," Chase whispered into his earpiece, receiving a simple 'Okay' from Jack, him and the other two looking around the room they were in.

"What do we do now?" Deceit asked as he scanned the newfound area, his face stoic and void of all emotions.

"Just sneak around," Thomas ordered, his voice seeming urgent from the other line. "Make sure you stick to dark corners and areas so you don't get seen. Look out for traps."

"Got it," Wilford said, taking the lead and looking around for somewhere to go, which the other two were hesitant about, but they let him do so.

"Down there," Deceit said, pointing up to a beam that wasn't too far above them. "Boost me up."

Deceit placed his foot on Chase's hands, the latter pushing the side up to the beam.

The dark side, as soon as he balanced himself, reached down and helped the other two up, the three now all crouched down, trying to stay steady as they moved along.

"Where are we gonna go?" Wil asked, looking around once more as he scrunched his eyebrows together, wiggling his moustache out of habit.

"That way," Chase said, gesturing towards a large metal door. "There's got to be something in there."

The other two nodded, walking across the bar and jumping from one to another as they got closer to the room.

"Shh!" Deceit exclaimed before any of the others could speak, watching as Actor walked out of the room they were headed to, the three trying to be as quiet as possible.

"Shit!" Chase whisper yelled as he moved slightly to his left, his foot slipping off of the beam, panic overflowing his emotions, the septic beginning to fall from the beam.

Wilford and Deceit caught the ego by his shirt before he could fall too far to the ground, the two helping him up as fast as they could without getting caught.

"That was close," Wilford whispered, relief in his voice as he turned his attention away from the Septic and back to the room they were headed to.

"Too close," Deceit responded, looking back towards the door. "He left the door open. How stupid."

"Awesome," Chase said, smiling lightly. "Now we have to get in there without getting caught, which will be a piece of cake."

"You keep telling yourself that," Deceit said exasperatedly, hopping over to the last beam and walking across it being followed by the other two.

"Is there anyone on the inside?" Wilford questioned, moving around to try and catch a glimpse of the room.

"No clue," Chase responded, silently jumping down and looking around before peeking his head into the room.

The man gestured for the other two to come down, the three now entering the large room seeing who they were looking for and someone they didn't expect.

"Roman?!" Deceit quietly yelled, going over to the fellow side. "I thought you were at the house!"

"What? I haven't been there since, like, two days ago," the prince responded with his eyebrows furrowed.

"But we saw you just before we came here..." Chase trailed off. "But that means..."

"Yea, it's a shapeshifter," Jackie countered weakly, wincing as he held his side in pain. "Can you get us out now?"

"We can't," Chase said, a sorrowful look on his face. "We were told not to. We'll be coming back here soon but with more people."

"Oh, c'mon, you two! What's the harm in grabbing them and running?" Wilford spoke up, his hands placed on his hips as he grinned at everyone.