Written By: Epicstu Wyyvernwriter

The portal closed behind them as the cries of caged animals deafened the air, “another wildlife facility?” Nid questioned. “You are mortally wounded, damn it! We need a Doctor, not a Veterinarian.”

“Shut up and patch me,” the Woman replied as she cleared an operating table and sat up on it.

Nid grabbed some alcohol, a staple gun, and a chew toy, “bite this,” she put the chew toy in the Woman’s mouth and poured alcohol over the wound. “This is gonna hurt,” she began stapling the Woman’s wounded flesh back together. “The cut runs deep, you will need time to heal.”

“No time,” the Woman replied. “It will not take him long to find us again and we still haven’t found it.”

“Found what?” Nid questioned. “What are we looking for again?”

“If I tell you anything the original Leon Aventis will know it too. Then we will never find it.” the Woman replied as Nid finished up. She spat the chew toy out from her mouth. “While we’re let’s set these animals free.”

“What do you suppose Drak was using them for?” asked Nid.

“I don’t know,” the Woman replied. “Genetics, DNA altering, creating super soldiers, quest for the secret to immortality. Take your pick, your guess is as good as mine. Once we find his sk… I mean it, none of that will matter.” Suddenly a door opened and a Northlandish Fennec wearing a lab coat stepped in. “Uh… Hi… This is awkward.”

Before the Fox could pull his weapon Nid rolled over to the Fox and shot a bolt up from under his bottom jaw through the top of his skull, “did you really lose all your weaponry in our fight with Miller?” After a brief moment, “your silence speaks volumes. Good thing this one was armed, here take this,” she tossed the Woman an assault rifle a side arm and a combat knife.

The Woman checked the guns’ sites and ensured they were loaded. “Hold on,” the Woman pulled a fire alarm causing the lights to go out, the sprinkler system to activate and a loud alarm to sound out. “Now do your thing.” Moving down the hallways security came in hot. What the Woman didn’t shoot was taken from the shadows, hung from webs made of steel cables, or eaten alive by spiders. They cleared the security and searched the entire complex, but “damn it! He’s not here.”

“Maybe not, but he is,” said Nid with an aspirated voice.

“Lower your weapons,” Noah Miller demanded, tightening his choke hold on Nid.

Nid stabbed Miller in the leg, rolled him off of her and rushed back to the Woman, “the portal thingy! Quickly!” 

The portal shut just as Miller’s bullet  would have hit its mark, “damn portal tech.” He returned to his ship and headed toward the next location her DNA signature had popped up. “What are you after?”