Koishi shifted her gaze and jumped slightly to the sound of the door hitting the ground. She looked at the guy who had just caused it to fall down and sighed. "Listening to metal clanking, if you're that interested." She replied, before looking up at her purple eye, who was still screeching. She sighed again, before looking the guy up and down. "And just call me Third Eye, please...Instead of 'girlie'" she mumbled. Koishi hesitantly reached up to try to get to her friend and to her suprise, no sudden horde of objects showed. The mechanics were probably damaged from the vibrations and such, making them useless. But still, she was too short to reach the dangling cage. "DAMMIT!" She exclaimed, kicking the nearest wall. "...Care to get that cage for a little girl like me?" She said, trying to keep a calm tone.

Ethan watches as the girl attempts to grab at the box the screeching was coming from, only to fall short a bit. Always eager to please a lady, Ethan grins and says, "Sure thing, TE." Stepping further into the cell, he walks up to the cage. Reaching up, he grabs it and pulls on it, snapping the rope it was suspended by easily. Looking into it, he sees a round object. By now, the screeching was starting to get on his nerves, but he only lets it show by tossing the cage to Koishi, saying, "Since I did that for you, do me a favor and make that thing shut up. It's starting to bug me."

Koishi watches as he easily retrives her little friend and tosses the cage to her. She manages to catch it, unlock the little cage door and the purple eye happily slithers out of the cage and onto her shoulder. The rest of it's body wraps around her waist. "Thanks...That better?" She says, throwing the now empty cage behind her and stroking her purple eye gently, making it stop sceeching.

Ethan watches as the round thing slithers around the girl, quieting down fairly quickly as she gave it attention. After a few moments, he says, "Yeah. That thing must get annoying if it doesn't get what it wants." Suddenly, shouts from the hall reach his ears, accompanied by the sound of heavy footfalls. Grinning, he turns toward the door as five guards run into the room, weapons drawn. "Stick with me, girlie," Ethan says as sharp-looking fragments of stone begin to rise around him, breaking through the floor easily, "and you'll be just fine." The shards then begin flying toward the guards, slicing into their body armor as if it were wet paper. One of the guards' guns fire as his finger instinctively tightens around the trigger, sending the bullet flying into Ethan's shoulder. However, the young man doesn't seem to notice as he begins to chuckle, stepping out of the cell as blood begins to drip from his arm.

Koishi watches silently to what happens, before doing as she's tood and staying close to the man. She grabbed her friend near the eye, but not too close as it unraveled. When it was done, she uses it to knock the guards' weapons out of their hands and onto the floor. "Don't use your body as a meat shield, you idiot. At least be aware when something hits you." she mumbles as she knocks the weapon out of the last guard, "It's like you're a little kid who runs around all the damn time, you need to be watched..."

As Koishi commented on his carelessness, another bullet grazed Ethan's cheek, yet he still didn't notice. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" he says as he slices a guard in half with his stone sword. Just then, another guard swings his submachine gun at the back of his head. However, Ethan didn't seem to notice the pain as he swings around and, his hand covered in stone, making a sharp spike on his arm, buries his hand into the man's chest. As he pulls his hand out of the man's chest, he swings around and decapitates another, saying, "Three years! Three fucking years of being holed up in a metal box! Well, you'll get yours, Warden!"

"Well, someone's pissed." Koishi mumbled before standing further back and letting him go on his rampage. She would take time to heal his wounds later, even if it meant brute force. She hated it when there were untreated wounds on others and herself, it was one of those things that disgusted her. Koishi lashed her whip at the guards, aiming at no one certain and no where distinguished. Although she took care to not hit the man who was partly protecting her.

The armored monster began his own tune in this jukebox of mayhem. The 4 or so guards that attempted to keep him on the elevator lurned quite quickly that though his armor archaic, it was no less a threat! He literally exploded from the elevator! As they tried to process what was happening Abyss had kicked the desk a pair had used for cover and turned it as the means for their deaths, Crushing them between itself and the wall. The floor buckled as the knight launched once more at the other pair, They had enough time to fire off a shot and scream before his gauntlets had crushed their skulls.

"So many drenched with fear....Is not one of you capable of anger? Where is your rage! Your weakness it Disgust me!"

Abyss flung the freshly made corpses at a closed door, but it seemed the wall was far stronger as the bodies simply rag-dolled against it. "Even in death you are abysmal failures!" Abyss charged at the small door, exploding through it yet again. Much to Abyss's annoyance a few guards had taken position outside the door....Meaning they where now crushed from the stones being flung from the wall at such force.
Abyss looked about hoping to find something worth killing....'Look at that, someone with a flared temper! I am starved!' Its been some time since he had felt another's rage, and while not directed at him, it was nice to know someone in the damn prison had a since of self worth! Abyss began walking through the blood soaked halls, before a freshly severed head rolled into his view.

"Three years! Three fucking years of being holed up in a metal box! Well, you'll get yours, Warden!"

Abyss turns the corner expecting to spy some sort of psychotic child with a kitchen knife.....What he gets honestly brings him relief, its two people of varying ages. He must have been incarcerated for longer than he had thought....

"You there, drenched in blood. Can you spare a moment to tell me where...When I am? In trade for this information I will aid you on this vengeance you desire. If you refuse me it, I will crush you. Do think carefully."

As if to add to his point, he crushed the severed head beneath his boot.

Ethan stopped in his massacre, mainly because there were no more guards to tear apart, but also because someone was speaking to him, someone with an air of power surrounding him, it made Ethan's skin crawl delightfully. Turning toward the man, he sees an armored figure standing before him, a crushed head underneath his foot. Chuckling madly, he says, "Sorry, Tin Man, I barely know the date, either. I've been locked up for three years, so the only thing I'm really sure of is how much I wanna skin the Warden alive and roll him around in salt and caltrops." Turning to the armored man, he adds, "So, who're you? And where can I get a suit of armor like that? It's pretty bad ass!"

Abyss's amorred head lifted as if to change his perspective on the strange laughing one. After all Abyss is not used to sensing both joy and rage from the same source, that is normally limited to himself. "I must have been here for sometime for my armor alone not to inform you of my name. I am Red Abyss, the unyielding rage. But for the sake of time, refer to me as Abyss." He approached the blood-soaked one taking into account the carnage he had wrought. Abyss visibly nodded in approval. "Impressive work, from one so vulnerable. The obtaining of an armor such as mine...I would normally respond with you need to kill a few people." Abyss chuckled more, rather talkative today. "Seeing as you couldn't really answer mine, its only fair that I won't answer yours. I wish to leave, which wall would lead outside?" Some people have plans....Abyss just does.

Sarah couldn't help but be shocked when the power went out and she let out a small squeal before clamping it down. She was scared of the dark. An odd thing for someone who controlled its very nature. In her perpetually lit cell she hadn't experienced darkness in months. It wasn't complete darkness. Just enough to keep her from panicking. Chemical lighting strips adorning the walls provided emergency illumination, enough to get about but it reduced the world to murky shadows. Her lips twisted into a relieved smile and she lifted her orange jump suited arms. Within a fraction of a moment the entire cell was clouded in inky night. It roiled and seethed like a thing alive, pressing itself against every surface, caressing Sarah's form. Sarah could almost feel the television, the cot, and the shower stall vaguely in her mind. Then she closed her eyes and reopened them, skinning them in pure black. Now she could see, only in black and white but just as bright as day.

Flexing her might she pressed against the glass along the entire length of it. It began to bow in the middle, pressing outwards into the corridor. Like a fish tank made to hold enough water to fill backyard pool it was resisting the pressure. There were cracks, weaknesses in the structure, the air vent and the drain but she didn't want to fish near blindly through such tight areas. No, she wanted out and she wanted out now. She began to add structure to her black mist, scaffolding and spears, pushing off the rear wall and into the ballistic plastic shield. Slowly, it began to crack. Spiderlike veins lancing out from the points where her spears contacted the barrier barring her from freedom. The constant battle was taking its toll on her, her head began to throb from the effort, her heart rate was rising but then those growing cracks met one another, growing in strength as the barrier weakened. Finally, at long last, the barrier gave way, shattering into large segmented chunks.

An orange jump suit was cast out of the darkened cell, hit the wall and slid down and then Darkshadow stepped out of the darkness after it. She was clad entirely in shadow, the substance she summoned clinging to her body like a second skin. Shaking out her long golden tresses she smiled and breathed and extended her hands before her. Concentrating she withdrew the black substance into half gloves, revealing white rosy flesh on her fingers and then put a small mask of shadow onto her face, just enough to cover her eyes and apply a little mystique.

Now it was time to get out of here.

Krystaal looked at MindWarp out of the corner of her eye, dismissively looking around herself as the blonde talked, ultimately finding the small womans powers to be at the most unimpressive. "Sure. I'll join you."
She heard the sounds of pain not far from where she was now with MindWarp, and heard the voice of a very familiar old er, friend. With a smirk, she looked back at MindWarp. "If you don't mind, I have my own agenda to attend to." Her hips rocking with each step, Krystaal sauntered away, a dark smirk on her face as she remembered the layout.... she knew exactly where her precious armor and reserve of energy was. "Holler if you need me dear."
She made a few turns of the corner, any guard that ran up to her was delivered a strike of electricity to the heart.... but she was still weak, and could only force the pressure of a stungun onto them. She could kill once her crystals recharged. She came to the door she was looking for, only to find the security system requiring several ID locks. She looked up at the security camera.
"Hey, I know someones hacked the system; be a dear and let me get to my and.... everyone elses belongings yes?" She smirked. She was right outside the room where all artifacts of the super villains were contained.

A dark figure roamed a short span around his equally dark cell. They looked like a heavily emaciated human to the point of being skeletal. Their fingers, and toes were skeletal yet moved like they were fleshed. Their skin was a dark grey color. They had no ears only little holes where they should be. Their pitch black hair fell down to their upper back. They had eyes of pure white from the deep darkness around his eyes. They seemed to slightly glow. Despite all of their disturbing features. They were perfectly fine. Seeing as this was what Grimm's race normally looked like without clothes. Well at least used to look like. Grimm could hear the loud noises all around him. He held no hope of the apes knowing he was here. After all almost no one knew he existed. Well unless one believed in ghost stories. Hell he would have freed himself. But, he was afraid of the collar around his neck. It ran on it's own power source. He knew because the annoying little green light was still on. So even if his cell power was down. He couldn't go anywhere. If he tried to summon his gear. Or use his powers to escape. The collar would slice straight through his neck. As much as he boasted about being able to resurrect people. There wasn't much he could do without a head.
Not to mention the thick, now cracked walls of his cell. Were made from Delphite. Usually he was protected from the malicious material by panels of lead.He had tried to escape through the crack. But, the Delphite's presence was too strong. Causing him to leap back his body having burns now. Which healed rather quickly. As he couldn't really escape he began to look around his now slightly destroyed cell. He saw the now destroyed bed where he'd been forced to lay down every day. Where scientists would come into his room with their numerous needles. The poking, and prodding stealing his precious blood. All in the name of science one told him. Oh how he wanted to tear his still beating hear out of his chest. Then watch the life drain out of them as he consumed their soul. But, he could do none of this. He was their prisoner, prisoner to stupid apes. His hands balled into fists of rage.
"How can freedom be so god damn close. Yet so unobtainable," He roared out.
He began to pace around his now very shortened cell. Though he soon conceited the obvious. No one was coming to save him. He quietly took a seat, and hung his head. His long pitch black hair framing his face.
"I need a hair cut," he grumbled blowing some hair out of his face.

Victor, wailing on the last of this batch of guards he raised the man in one hand repeatedly punching him with the other, turned to face the newcomer who wielded a slab of metal. "Nice form you got there buddy, but I ain't going anywhere without the cat. Now you can come with me or you and Audio-Chick can go frolic with eachother. Just stay out of my way if you know what's good for you." He then turned back to face Audiophile wiping a spat of blood off his mask. "Ya broke me out doll and I'm grateful for that, I owe you one but I'm not leaving until I've broken enough faces and freed my feline buddy." Victor then took off down the corridor pounding his fists against the walls as he did so with a rebel yell.

The energy from the blows against the wall would reverberate back into Victor's body where he would redirect it to his feet propelling him at almost one meter per step. "I'll try to leave a couple feds for you guys." Velocity living up to his name collided with a wall coming hurtling out the other side his fists raised. He aimed to maim and wound rather than to kill, he wasn't a complete monster all the time. As he came to a rest he began to search for an armory, he needed his knuckledusters, he had missed them so much.

As the gas masked man tore away from them, Jacob arched an eyebrow in confusion.

‘His…cat. He wants to find his cat. In this prison? I'm...sorry to hear that he's lost it, but I don’t think he’s going to find his cat in here.’ Thane shrugged. ‘Well, as he will. We may as well stick together; we’re much more likely to survive if we work as a team.’ He turned towards the girl. ‘I dearly hope you choose to follow me; if that explosion was your doing, I am very impressed- and somewhat scared, I must admit. You should be of much use.’ He looked at her interestedly. It was strange that the prison authorities hadn’t decided to just remove her vocal chords or ear drums. It’s what he’d have done when faced with such a person.

He threw away his now bent and crumpled strip of metal in disgust. He needed a sword, fast. He could make do with make-shift ones for now, but it was nothing when compared with the weight and balance of a sword. He gritted his teeth, and looked up to the corridor the masked man had run into.
He burst forwards and rushed towards the cat-hunter. He grew faster and faster, his cybernetics boosting him onwards. He checked them all, flicking through his different views- infra-red, night vision, HUD- he grinned. It felt good to be back.

He skid on the floor, ducking underneath a piece of fallen pipework. He bounded forwards, and rolled into a wide, open room. The man from before was standing there, along with another girl. Thane got out of his roll into a defensive stance and called out to her. ‘Good evening. Please, tell me; are you a fellow prisoner? If so, I believe we could work together to escape. If not, then…I am sorry for your family’s loss.’

Audio watched as Victor ran off somewhere to free his...'cat'. Seriously? A cat. He got his freedom, and the first thing he wanted to do was to free a cat. Just go find another one if he liked them so much. Those annoying creatures were practically everywhere these days.She guessed he was one of those all muscles and no brains people. Nothing she could do about it now, though. She decided to get a good look at the man that she had ended up with. He was donned in some sort of heavy looking armor, She didn't know what he looked like underneath it, but she had a creative imagination.

"Heh, damn right that was me handsome." she finally replied to Thane, when he commented about her sonic boom. "That blast was all me, baby. Not about to let a chance to escape pass. She was a little hesitant to follow him, however. She just wanted to get the hell out of here honestly. She had some...stress, she needed to relieve. He did have a point though, sticking together was likely going to help them get out faster and sooner. She "Yeah, alright. I can stick with ya as long as we're escaping. After that though, I'm out. Audio had never worked with anyone before. Mainly because she didn't have the need to, besides other people just slowed her down. She wasn't about to say no, either.

She then watched Thane start running down the hallway the Cat-lover went down."W-hey! Don't ask for my help then just leave me standing here jackass!" She yelled after him. She began to run after the both of them, with each step she forced the sound waves through her feet, easily keeping up with Thane as the sound waves propelled her. It would have been easier with her custom made headphones, but she could manage. She wasn't going nearly as fast as she could. A hallway was not someplace you would want to ever go supersonic speeds at. Eventually, she caught up with Thane and the others, slowing herself before she did a faceplant into the door of whatever room they were standing around. She came to a stop beside Thane and eyed the other woman curiously. "Yo, so uh....why're we here?" She asked Thane.

"Oh...?" She turned, blinking at the newcomers. "Good evening back to you," She chuckled. "A prison escape hmmm? My... how delicious...~ Don't mind me.... I'm like you you see? I'm just... patiently waiting my dear friend to unlock the door so that I may retrieve what the Warden took from me." Her eyes ran over everyone in the group, she seemed eerily calm. She propped her hand onto her hip. "I'd open it myself but... ah... The Warden's been using me as a personal... battery. See, I'm some kind of special; the same kind of special you all appear to be. Sadly... I'm tired." She turned back to the door, waiting patiently.
"I'm Krystaal by the way. Who might you all be?"

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Ethan thinks for a moment and says, "Well, normally I could tell ya, but all of these superpowered freaks, like myself, are messing with my mojo, so I can't tell right away. But, I'd be glad to punch down a few walls for ya until we find what you're looking for." Grinning, he points at himself with his thumb and says, "The name's Ethan, but you can call me Bacchus. The assholes here were the ones who gave me that name, but I don't really mind. Sounds kinda awesome to me, especially since I overheard that it's the name of some Roman god or something, so I don't mind."

Abyss begins looking at the interior, his senses still muddled from the purgatory in which he was kept. The man seems a tad proud of a name in which he hardly knows the meaning. If anyone could actually have seen his face, a smile showing the pity he felt for the little ignorant man was what they would get. "Ethan. Do stand aside. I will be going that way." Abyss points at the wall near Ethan and through the girl. It would appear that Abyss had no qualms with crushing her along with the walls. Abyss plants takes a step back, his heel cracks the floor! He begins to emit a red energy similar to the one that fills his faceplate. He curses himself internally, needing to gather his hatred over something as frivolous as a wall...How long had he been kept down there! DAMN IT DAMN IT! As his internal tantrum gains momentum the red energies seem to gain more vibrancy to their hue. A Visual countdown if you would.