spacehopper | Taking Down The Warren

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Taking Down The Warren

They were all in positions, as far as he could tell and he gazed at his manipulator that had been enhanced with the tracking devices. Calling up the display, which hovered like a hologram over his wrist with an areal view of the warehouse and the surrounding areas, Jack counted dots. White dots for the werewolves, forty-three of them now. The ones from around the city had returned this afternoon to sleep away the daylight hours. Light green for the human operatives. Deep yellow-gold for the Jacks because of what they were infused with. Peter, Kate and Liz were a soft blue, mutated humans. Red and Alisa didn't show up at all because of what they happened to be.

"Role call everyone. Team Alpha at the rear entrance. Jack, Gadget, Gwen, all here. Team Beta?" They were at the front entrance, the first to go in. He listened for New York Jack, his wife, and Kate to call out. Good. "Team Gamma?" They were also at the front. The other Jack from New York, Rose Tyler, Red and Liz Sherman. Again, he waited for the all clear. They were damage control, defense. "Team Delta?" His other Jack, Peter Petrelli and Renee, up on the roof. Their job was strictly support, to clean out the top of the warehouse, to back up the Rift team or extract damaged agents.

When the all clear was sounded, he turned back to those in the SUV, running intelligence from the Hubs. Both Iantos, Jackie and Owen for triage. Just in case.

"All right folks. Beta and Gamma, it's your show."

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No one was answering on the comm. He tried to reach the SUV and the hummer and nothing. Damn it. They were in the back of the building. The other teams were in the front or on the roof. He could not risk sending either of his groupmates to the others so he was just going to have to wing it.

Hopefully the group on the roof could figure out that things had gone to shit.

"We're going in then," he muttered. "Gadget, stay between me and Gwen. Don't look around, just call out the direction to the rift, got it?"

She nodded shifting things a little. "The rift's holding steady. You know we have to get to the center of the room right?"

Closing her eyes a moment she cleared her head. "Go, I'll be able to keep up." Just like paint ball with the guys. capture the flag, no problem. She thought following Jack inside, fighting to risk a glance at the others. She needed to get to the rift, or at least a foot away to plant the device.

Jack nodded and with Gwen taking up the rear, they entered the building. Jack was cautious, of course he was. He couldn't die, but being ripped apart was not fun. And if he went down, Gadget would probably not get to the rift, and certainly not have enough time to get the device working.

In the far distance, across the floor, Jack spotted flashes of light from gun fire. If they were quiet, and that was what they were suppose to be, no would would notice them.

He put his fingers to his lips and then gestured ahead of him.

She nodded glancing at the palm pilot. Moving around boxes she kept going towards the center of the room, keeping her eyes out for trouble between her and the rift.

Hearing the others fighting made her want to go help. They're depending on me to do this... Please, god don't let me fuck this up...

Jack could smell the rift as they approached it, his hair standing up on end. He could hear the growls of the wolves, but he wasn't sure where they were coming from. The warehouse stank of animals. It was filled with rows of shelves and boxes.

It took only a minute for Jack to realize that something was above them.

"Gadget. When I say run. You run. You hear me?"

Gadget heard him and gave a nod. She had a clear path to the rift.

I can do this... Really.

High above them, the wolf Jack spot waited and watched. As the redhead rushed forward, it leaped, growling, all four paws out to knock her over and rip open her back!

Jack was quick, locking the wolf between his sights. He hadn't wanted to kill anything, but this was a blood bath. Wounding the attacking creature would not do. He cocked his gun, and pulled the trigger, catching the wolf in the back of it's head. It fell before it could reach Gadget.

She heard the body fall behind her and fought not to turn back. The rift was close, the gadget she had was out. Halfway there and she was activating it, setting a timer for ten seconds.

There was a growl to her left and she threw the device diving for the right.

"There's gonna be a flash! Ten seconds!"

Taking Down The Warren

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