The Infiltrator (A Flash Fanfic)

Chapter 14

Disclaimer: I don't own The Flash or any of its characters. I only own my OC's. :)

I wake up a few minutes before eleven and quickly get out of bed and stuff my pillow under my blankets so that if any of the girls wake up while we're gone, they won't notice me missing. When I'm finished I look over at the clock. It is 10.58pm. I make sure everything is in place before, as quietly as possible, I open the door and sneak into the hallway, closing the door behind me. Jax and Dylan are already there.
"About time," Dylan whispers with a grin on his face.
"I'm on time, you guys were just early," I whisper back with a smile.
"Let's go," Jax whispers. I hold out my wrists and he places his hands against the bracelets. They glow blue before deactivating. I grin and whisper him a thank you before I speed us a few corridors down from the lab with my medicine inside. How I have missed the feeling of running. Jax quickly disables all of the cameras and alarms before signalling for us to head inside. We quietly run over to the door to the lab and step inside. It is a rather large room, just smaller than the training room. It has a few desks in the centre of the room and shelves on the back wall. We search the room, as quickly and quietly as possible for the medicine.
"I think I found it," Dylan whispers to me. I walk over to him to see him standing in front of some sort of mini fridge with small jars and vials of liquid inside.

Dylan and I go through all of them before we come across the one with the label that reads, Lexi Snart medication. It is one of the smaller vials with a sort of brownish coloured liquid inside. Dylan and I grab 10 vials of it all together. That should last at the most three weeks. We also grab a syringe with a needle before I speed us out of the room. I grab Jax from the hallway and deposit them both back upstairs before entering my barracks. All the girls are thankfully asleep and I hide the vials and syringe in my chest at the end of my bed with all my clothes in, hiding it in the bottom underneath all the clothes. I take off my shoes and silently creep back into bed. I snuggle under the warm blankets and fall asleep almost instantly.

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The sound of the loud morning alarm jolts me awake and I quickly get out of bed and walk into the bathroom before the other girls are even out of bed. Rubbing my eyes, I turn on the water of the shower and do a quick job of washing my hair before I brush my teeth and get dressed into a pair of my new training clothes. My old ones, which were meant for trainees, had 3 grey stripes on the top right hand corner of the shirt, just above the heart with grey pants. The new ones that are made specially for category black agents consist of a black t-shirt with three white stripes on it above the heart, black jeggings, black combat boots and a black leather jacket for if it gets cold. I pull everything on apart from the jacket, it is relatively warm, and tie my hair in a ponytail before heading to the dining hall.

When I enter the dining hall I notice for the first time that all the same categories seem to stick to the same table. All the whites, blues and reds. I also notice there aren't any greens, they must immediately get taken to other bases to start training students. I grab my tray of food and head over to our table. There are very few category blacks here. Other than Dylan, Kyra, Aaron, Jax and myself, I only spot 2 or 3 scattered across the room. I sit down at our table next to Kyra and Amy with all the boys sitting opposite us.
"I overheard Tony speaking to Mrs.McCulloch earlier," Jax tells us in a hushed voice.
"What were they talking about?" Amy asks. Jax looks around before answering.
"They are planning on sending us category blacks on a mission today. Apparently we are all going to be infiltrating some superheroes base," Jax says. I frown.
"All of us on the same mission?" I ask him. He nods. That is pretty strange. Category blacks tend to be sent out on solo missions, not in groups of five.
"What if they know about our plan to escape and are trying to make it easy for us so they can catch us in the act of escaping?" Kyra questions with wide eyes. I swallow hard, if they know about our plan, we are all doomed.