The North PacificBoard

Agent Powers and Duncan entered the facility. Duncan looked left and right with his beady eyes, through his thick glasses at the different level of tech on display. He was in awe of most of the equipment, but didn't say anything. Powers kept his pace quick, walking as though he was a researcher late for a meeting. His fake ID bobbed left and right as he advanced, his white lab coat impeccably washed and almost glowing. As they walked through the facility, It soon became clear what some of the tests that were preformed were. They passed under a sign that said "TOP SECRET- CLEARANCE CYAN"

Inside was a horror show of windowed cells, each containing a test subject. Some where already dead from the virus, crumpled masses on their bed or in a seat. The other rooms contained live subjects, waiting their turn to die. Powers was horrified at what he saw. He took out a small camera. It was a small silver rectangle, only a few centimeters in diameter and about three inches long. There was a small Lens poking out of part of it. Powers squeezed it together and took images of the dead, being discreet as he did in case any automated security was around. He then pocketed the camera and continued on. He looked at some of the inmates. Their eyes were sad, broken, the eyes of people who had seen sad, horrible things. The eyes of broken people.

He wished there was something he could do for them, all those trapped in the cells. But it would go against protocol to attempt a rescue. The operation needs to be covert, with no trace back to Tanabon.

"So, your just going to leave them?"

Powers turned around and found Duncan, staring into one of the cells. He was speaking English.

"Yes, we are. We can't compromise this op. It sucks to leave them, but we can't take them. If we released them the security would come and kill us all. We also can't cause a fuss, they aren't supposed to know that we took something. It would reveal us to them."

Duncan let out a sigh. He knew Powers was right, but it didn't.. seem right.

"We can't just let these people suffer like this, you know that more than anyone. We're Tanabonains, we're supposed-"

Powers cut him off with a roar. He rushed over and grabbed Duncan's lab coat, holding him.

"Duncan! Don't say that word! If they catch wind of this and listen to a recording, they'll knew what nation was responsible! Shut up and let's move, and no more English."

Duncan's eyes widened, as realization sunk over him. He looked into the cell. The person was staring back, a look of hate and distrust still on their face. It stabbed Duncan like kitchen knifes, but he knew why. They both continued on through the facility, until they came before the incubation chamber. A guard stood watch, but didn't react until a nervous Duncan gave away what was going on. The guard read the expression and acted by drawing his pistol. Powers grabbed the guard and shoved him down into the knee he threw up, knocking the guard out with a thwop.

"Get your nerves Duncan, I still need you, plus, then maybe you wouldn't give us away so easy."

Duncan nodded, and tried to find a place to hide the body.

Powers slipped into a hazmat suit, and slipped a captured keycard through the door slide. It lit green before the door opened. He got decontaminated and walked into the room, where he took out the swab. Inside, he found many different devices used for biotech, including micropipettes, boxes of disposable tips, other swabs, incubation chambers, Petri dishes, electrophoresis boxes, and sample centrifuges. He worked his way to the Petri dish labeled "MANTACORE" and took a swab, which he then deposited into a saline solution in a small vial. He capped it, and made his way to be decontaminated.

After he was, he exited the suit and began his way out. Him and Duncan walked out as the security personnel was dispatched to the sample room. One of them bumped into Duncan and Powers, causing the camera to fall out of Powers pocket. The guard looked at it and instantly knew what it was. He yelled back for backup before Powers disarmed him, knocking his sidearm across the hall, Powers then kicked the Camera to Duncan, who picked it up. Powers continued to grapple with the guard, dodging attempted punches. Powers landed one square on the guards jaw, knocking him back. The guard then responded by landing a blow into the left eye of Powers, who fell back from the hit. He then swept the legs of the guard and clamored on top of him. The two struggled on the ground, both trying to get the upper hand. Powers lost it, and the guard began striking him repeatedly before choking him. Powers struggled and punched the guards stomach, making him wheeze in pain. He fell off Powers, and not Powers, but Duncan finished him with a strike to the head with his handgun. The guard taken care of, but not dead.

Powered nodded to Duncan, and the two made their way to the security room. Inside was a single guard, which they took out in a similar way. Duncan then erased the tape of them being in the building, and after that made their way to the evacuation route. They went out with other scientists during the evacuation and made their way to the car. Once inside, they drove as hard as they could to the extraction point, out in the remote woods. The stealth Huey flew in, and picked them up. Another mission under Powers belt, and they could only hope that it was going to be a success.

On the flight back, Powers slapped Duncan's shoulder.

"All things considered, you handled yourself well. When we get back, I'll buy you a drink. A few more missions, a bit of training, and maybe you'll be more than just a tech."

Powers added a smile at the end. Duncan nodded, but simply continued to stare out the window at the passing landscape. He was still thinking of the prisoners left behind, and how little they seemed to do anything. It just didn't sit right. And the relatively low level of security... it was strange. Something might be up.