The two crept along the wall. Both peering among the hallways of the building to keep their eyes on any sudden movements. Each turn they took the quieter it got. The eerie feeling never fading from their minds as the duo kept along the path. "So you aren't the only one worried that this is a setup?" James whispered as his voice trailed off. They turned the corner as two office workers were around the edge.
"My wife hated that message last night. Says they all deserve to die." He loosened his tie as he took a sip of water. James balled his fists. "Heh, but they seemed to enjoy being free, why not let them compete in a fair market system?"
"You are crazy for even saying that, did you see what they did? They have a bodycount having murdered several dozen." The others black suit shined. "Besides that, who else will work the low pay jobs?"
"Anyone who needs work experience?" The other guy scoffed. "I read one of their first reports, at least what wasn't black labeled. Mainly killed in defense. Its a lesser count than you think."
"Look at you defending murderers and killers. Should throw you to the savages and-" James striked him on the pressure point as he collapsed to the ground. The other man sipped his water as he watched his colleague fall to the ground. Spotting the two hybrids he closed his eyes.
"Defending killers? Nah, not my cup of tea, but understanding why they did it. Makes more sense to me." He pointed with his thumb to the central intelligence storage. James and Angel went down the hallways with quick and silent strides. Both in awe of how some humans feel, even more so that they would risk themselves for others.
They opened up the door and slid inside, dropping the shades and locking the doors. Sliding cabinets to barricade themselves in. Glossing over the room, it felt cramped now they were shut in. All the old paper made the air feel stuffy and stale. Rummaging through each cabinet they skimmed over what words they felt important. One cabinet caught Angel's eye, a snap of her fingers as James darted over. It was locked, the two cracked it open with her spear.
Each page they read the worse it got. The humans were the ones causing destruction and devastation. Mass murder, enslavement, extortion, all manners of immoral deeds done to the hybrids. Wrote down inside of one stack of papers, Angel pulled out a small capsule box as they folded the paper and placed it inside. Each locked cabinet they found contained worse and more foul things, the experimentation on hybrids. They loaded up what they could for evidence before sliding the room back together.
No noises were heard as they stood at the door. Peeking up the blinds as the room was surrounded by foot traffic. The opposite of when they came in. They kept peeking subtly as they had no window to escape the room as a small message was sent to James as he peeked at his phone. 'They have a bunch of hybrid prisoners behind the riot shields. Its getting rowdy, get out ASAP' Dante messaged as they reread the message.
"But we can't escape now, could we?" Angel whispered as the foot traffic increased. Not a soul entered the room as shredding paper was heard outside. "They are removing what evidence they can. We should duck and hide." She nudged James as he stayed frozen in place.
"We are being used as bait. He is here, it has to be Bane." James ducked under a desk. "It's difficult for you to hide. We need to pick a time to fight our way out when its at the most peaceful, when they won't have everyone for us to battle through." James motioned for her to tuck her wings down and wait.
"When would we have the time? Dante needs to buy it and that's a risk." Angel slid down next to him. "Our choices are limited. We can't stay here forever; however we can just-" The door handle turned as Angel slid in between desks and covered herself with her wings.
"Start by adding gas to the room. We need to light it on fire in control. Open each cabinet up then dump the fuel on it." An office worker passed a red jug to another dressed like him, sweat bleeding through their shirts. "Once we douse everything we light it."
"Who's plan is this, Bane's? It seems so random to light this on fire for no reason." The second office worker followed the first dumping gas on each cabinet that became unlocked. James' eyes glowed as he watched. They needed to move. The fire would cause chaos if they can make it spread, or ignite it early. He rummaged through his bag and found a small red sphere. Waiting to get Angel's attention while avoiding being spotted. "That's a weird throw pillow. Look at all the feathers on it. They look almost ornate, too good for this place."
"Must have been sourced by some of the taxpayers, it does look luxurious." The two looked at Angel as her heart stopped. James rolled the ball across the floor as a trail of fire followed it. Catching the fresh fuel on fire as the two turned around, watching the flames spread. "Run!" The two booked it out of the room on the left side as Angel peeked through her wings and followed. James tailing her as the room began to light ablaze.
All eyes turned to the room as they readied the fire extinguishers. Failing to notice the other two slip past them into a secondary office room. Slamming the door shut they looked at a person turned away sitting at a desk. "Yes, the fire has started and we removed what documents we could from the system. If someone could find it, they would need to time travel." A chuckle came through as the twins shuttered. They recognized the tone as the person turned around.
James put his hand over their mouth as Angel ripped the phone away. The suited person in shock as they bit into the hand gagging him. James wouldn't dare budge as his aura flared to life. Being put to sleep as James tapped his pressure points. "Good. Now if we can lure out those two trophy pets then we can get this all set up." Bane hung up as Angel set the phone down, the two looking at the wounded hand, then to the computer.
"Do you think they could find out what files are still on the hard drive?" Angel tilted her head as she looked at the computer.
"No clue, but we can't take it with us." James slowly wrapped his hand as Angel stuck a flash drive into the computer. "Who gave you that?"
"Mr. Lark did, said if we ever had a terminal inside that we had access to, put this in it and he could drain the entire data base." Angel messed around with the computer as it fired to life, a mouse flickered on the monitor as a hand was drawn on the screen and waved.
"Thats sick but how do we get out from here?" James looked at the schematic as the two looked at each other puzzled for a moment. "No way out other than the three side exits, the back exit and the main front gate and glass." The two drew paths on it lightly with the pencils on the desk.
"We could make a shattering exit. The most aggressive, and quickest, up one flight of stairs and then out the glass windows. Would they be prepared or get the message?" James looked at all of it before sighing. "But someone would send a message first." He grabbed the body off the ground as he set it in the corner tied up. The camera flicked on for the computer as it began watching what happened inside of the room.
"This is the best shot we have to send a message and to fight them off." Both looked at each other. "The information we can throw into the crowd and Dante can grab it in the scuffle." Angel scanned as she got an outside view looking at the news channel off her phone, the protesters were getting more pushy against the riot shields.
"Then its settled. If we kill Bane, is there any other hunter that can stop us from making a peaceful ending?" James looked over. "They can only overwhelm us with number after that." James tapped the table as the two agreed. This was their night to fight for not just their rights and freedoms but everyone else's.