Push

[corneredbliss]

"Ian!"

The name echoed through the halls of the seemingly empty hospital, interrupted only by quick footsteps and the low buzz of the lights overhead. Two men, dressed in black suits and shiny shoes, were striding towards the holding room; The taller one, in the lead, couldn't see the male behind him motioning wildly for him to slow down and/or stop, but definitely knew he wanted him to by his frantic outbursts. "Dammit, Ian, they told us specifically not to open that door unless completely necessary!"

Ian, the Mover, waved a hand dismissively behind him as he turned the corner, not slowing down one bit. "This is necessary! Heh, I just want to give them a nice welcome, since most of them were knocked out before we even got to say hi," he replied, and though Daniel, the Sniff, couldn't see the smirk on his face, he would definitely be able to hear the tone of mischief that layered his words. "Ian, come on. You're going to get us into a shit load of trouble!" Dan's voice lowered slightly, but he knew his partner would still hear him. "Mr. Grindal is probably Watching us right now," he muttered urgently, letting out a groan as his stomach knotted up. In all his years working for Division, he'd always been able to keep his head low and out of the boss's sight - Something he was truly grateful for. He wasn't asking for trouble.

His partner, on the other hand, seemed to be begging for it. As they neared the one way mirror and the door that was placed adjacent to it, Ian shook his head, throwing Dan a look over his shoulder that said 'that's impossible!' But the Sniff was too preoccupied by another thought to snap at Ian for his stupidity. He had slowed his steps, eyes scanning the hallway but finding nothing... And no one. Odd... Isn't someone supposed to be on duty? He was prevented from thinking too much about the lack of bodies on watch by Ian's voice. "Stop worrying so much, will you? We can handle it if anything goes wrong."

"Oh yeah, and then get punished for meddling? No, thank you, I'd rather save myself the trouble," Daniel growled, his eyebrows furrowed as he scrambled to reach over in an attempt to swat Ian's hands away from the keypad that opened the door. But it was too late - The Mover had entered the last number and was bursting through the door with a cocky grin on his face.

"Hello, children!"

++++

Chloe's hand had dropped from the wall; She'd come to her conclusion. It was one that made her sigh with impatience, but it was better than being clueless. The Pusher had heard rumors about rooms like this (a creation of Division, of course) devised to subdue their powers so long as it was kept intact. It could be comparable to an electric current that ran through a wire - If the wire should be cut, the current would stop flowing. Their only hope would be to wait for someone on the outside to open the door, thus breaking the circuit of the room and giving them access to their abilities again.

She had turned around and paced away from the wall, hands on her hips as she gnawed on her lower lip in thought. How to get someone to open that door, hm... Maybe I should fake a seizure? Nah... Start a fight! Yes, I should just punch someone. Chloe's lips had formed a sly grin as she was pulled from her reverie by her earlier aggressor's voice. "My name is Tyson and I'm a Watcher," he finally admitted, and the girl who'd picked herself up from the floor followed in suit. Chloe nodded her head in acknowledgement to both of them, before her eyes trailed over to the Shifter, who was offering his services if they were needed.

Reaching a hand to rub the back of her neck, Chloe padded her way to the center of the room, facing away from the mirrored wall so that whoever might be on the opposite side wouldn't be able to read her lips. The humming of the machines would be enough cover for her to speak in hushed tones, but her room mates would still be able to hear her. "Alright, look, I think this is what's going on," she began, glancing over her shoulder at the glass before continuing. "I've heard about these rooms before. We can't use our powers in here. Obviously." She rolled her eyes at herself before continuing. "But, if I'm correct, I think it works like a circuit. If someone were to break the flow of whatever it is that's keeping our powers out, then we're good to go. I think our best hope is to wait for someone to open the do-"

She was cut short by the sound of the very thing she was speaking of. Chloe whipped her body around to find the two assholes who had taken her victim in her apartment earlier that day bursting through the doorway of their white cage. "Hello, children!" The Mover seemed quite eager to be rejoining their company while the smaller Sniff looked incredibly peeved and anxious. Wow... Chloe thought to herself, finishing the sentence out loud as she felt herself becoming empowered once more. "That was lucky."

Just as the two men in black realized who had been speaking, Chloe's pupils had dilated, a focused expression on her face as she wasted no time in Pushing them. She planted the idea that the two of them were actually double agents with a mission to break the group out of Division's grasp. Within seconds, the expression on both men's faces changed, melting into a serious understanding as their bodies tensed up. "Grindal is definitely watching us, there's no doubt about it at this point," Daniel informed the group as his partner motioned for them all to follow them. Chloe's eyes had returned to their normal state, but she was feeling a bit faint; Probably from having been oppressed for such a long period of time? She swayed a bit where she stood, her arm automatically flinging out from her side to catch herself on the railing of one of the hospital beds. Her other hand had come up to hold her forehead, which was beginning that pounding again.

What the hell? Chloe thought with a frown, forcing herself to concentrate before she heaved herself straight again and followed the others shakily out of the room and into the hallway. Just as they reached the doors at the end of the hall, a loud, blaring alarm began shrieking through the hospital, informing whoever may be in the building that they were on the loose. "Come on!" Ian shouted over the noise, shoving the double doors open and leading the group down three flights of stairs. Chloe was lagging, clutching onto the metal banister of the stairwell for support as she tried to make her way down as fast as she could without falling over.

[icmasticc]

Tyson's mind was in shambles as he Chloe attempted to explain why they're powers didn't work. It was almost as if his life was flashing before his eyes. He saw earlier moments from his childhood all the way up to the events that occurred just before he woke up in the strange room and with the equally strange people. He sucked his teeth and could feel anger welling up within him again. Why would he be kidnapped? That question couldn't be answered by the arrogant female that had taken some type of leadership role in the room. Tyson figured maybe they could find the men responsible for the kidnappings if they ever got out. If they ever got out; how the hell were they going to escape? Obviously the door has to be locked because nobody would be stupid enough to let people with superpowers run free in whatever building they were in. Running a stray hand through his hair, Tyson began to pace when one of his problems fixed itself.

The double doors burst open with a loud thud and in walked two viciously familiar men in suits. The Mover greeted the captured people with an annoying "Hello children!"; cocky bastard. At the sight of his face, Tyson suddenly felt a surge race through his veins. It seemed Chloe had been right about the room. With the door now open, Tyson could feel his ability return to him though, it wasn't much help at this moment. Chloe took it upon herself to push the men and force them to help the group. Yeah, she was definitely going to be an annoying one indeed, especially considering she was a pusher.

Due to Chloe's push, the men whipped around and began leading the group through the building and down some stairs, presumably to freedom. Tyson decided to keep his mouth shut while following the men. There was no point to using his ability as of yet and, as the old saying goes, if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all.