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LUZ Chapter

It took a second look for Cody to realise who was in front of him. He panicked and was ready to fight whoever was coming towards him that he had nearly lashed out at his saviour. As he slowed down and looked at the person carefully, he finally recognised her.

"You... wait, weren't you part of the group that came into the Cobra gang's hideout?" Cody asked in a surprised tone.

Hearing footsteps from behind him, Cody spun around and swung his arm out, but before it hit the person, he felt his fist being grabbed and stopped. Whoever could stop his sudden punch had to have two things, good reflexes and powerful strength.

When speaking about who it was, it was someone that Cody didn't quite recognise.

"You have quite good reflexes, Kid, I don't know who you are, but you should say thanks to the pretty lady since she asked us to help you out."

Both Kun and Pink were keeping an eye on the place. Kun had a feeling that something was about to go wrong. It always did in these types of situations, so they were waiting to see if anything would happen and just as they said that, they saw Cody kicking the entrance and running out.

When Pink recognised the human, a smile appeared on her face upon realising that he had survived, and from the impression she had gotten from the person, he didn't seem to be a bad seed. However, his actions were rash as he went outside.

Although he had managed to kill one of the guards, the other had easily overpowered him. Pink had to make a decision, and trusting her intuition, she decided to act.

"Thank you for helping me out, but I need to go, I need to find the people who came here with Bradon!" Cody said as he ran off, but Kun grabbed him again.

"Hey, did you just say Brandon? I think the ones that he might be talking about are us. Why don't you go and tell us what exactly is going on inside." Kun asked.

Two groups, who had somewhat of a connection with each other and even though they didn't really know each other, Kun and Pink had come to this place with them, not to mention that if Brandon was in danger, Pink's mother was as well.

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While this was happening outside, Brandon was in a struggle. The man he had a grip on had just shot a bullet, and he was sure that everyone must have heard it and that soon there would be many guards coming after him.

Putting more force behind his choke hold, Brandon knocked out the guard and took his gun. Shortly after, he started to run towards the room where the sound was coming from. Pressing on the Handle, he attempted to open the door, but it seemed to be locked.

Turning his head, he could hear the sound of the elevator moving as well, and the number above it was changing.

"You two just go out there and see what is going on!" A voice shouted on the other end, and it was clear it was from the doctor.

'I've made a lot of noise already, so I guess it honestly doesn't matter too much.' Brandon thought as he pointed the gun towards the door and shot a few more times after that. Kicking the door open, he entered one of the many operating rooms.

He was wondering if he would see Pink's mother here, but instead, it was a sight that he could never imagine. Blood was dripping on the floor, and a young man was lying on the table, strapped to a make-shift operating table, crying in pain, with her clothes drenched red in blood.

"Is...who is that...I don't know who you are, but please help me, please save me... It hurts so much. I don't want to go through this anymore, it really hurts, just kill me, please."

Quickly running towards the young woman on the table, Brandon was stunned. He stood there for a second as he looked her up and down and looked at the tools by the side of the table.

"What the f*ck did that sick doctor do to you?" Brandon could barely control the volume of his due to the shock. There was almost no clear skin on her body that appeared to the normal eyes because there were cuts and burn marks all over her body.

It was clear to Brandon, as he had seen this type of thing a few times in the past, these were signs of torture. On top of that, from the wounds inflicted on the woman's body, it was clear the doctor had tried various tools, as if he was trying out different methods, to see if he could get a different result, or maybe just for fun.

"That doctor..." Kelly replied in a weak voice, barely holding on to her consciousness. "He was trying to create a superhuman...trying to test and see if I would become one."

"Superhuman?" Brandon repeated the word.

Thinking about the reports of other groups, there were some talks of superhumans, but even in their whole group, there currently wasn't a single one. Although, some face did come to his mind that he had met recently who perhaps could be referred to as superhuman.

Either way, it wasn't the time for him to think about these things. Brandon grabbed some of the tools by the side and started to work away at the straps. There were sharp tools, and they still had traces of blood on them.

It looked like the doctor didn't care too much if there was an infection or if Kelly would have died.

"What's your name?" Brandon asked as he used the metal stick to try and break away the straps. He wanted to keep her awake and distract her from the pain, thus was asking the question. Meanwhile, he was also going back and forth as quickly as he could but didn't want to harm the woman anymore. She had already been hurt enough.

"It's Kelly...there was a boy...he was with me," Kelly spoke.

"Yes, don't worry about him," Brandon replied, breaking two of the straps away. "I met him. In fact, he was the one that asked me to come and help you. So don't worry, you two will be back together. I'll make sure of that."

Finally, breaking off the last strap, Brandon freed her.

However, he didn't immediately get her out of her room. He had wasted a lot of time in untying her, and there would surely be people outside. Therefore, he kicked out the operation table to its side, turning it into a small barrier, and as soon as he heard the door knob turning, he started firing the gun without giving any chance to the people outside.

The bullets went through the door and hit several men in the stomach and limbs, making them scream in pain.

"I've been hit... I've been hit!" One of them shouted.

"Who cares about that? Just fire back!" Another shouted.

Bullets started to come out from the other side as well after that shout. They hit the table, but the two had already moved to the side. The table was just a temporary safety measure.

"Every time I'm going to fire, I will move. These guys aren't trained, so it should give us a chance to get out of here." Brandon explained to Kelly, making her aware of what would happen.

The only thing was, there was a lot of firepower coming from outside, much more than he had expected. Making him wonder where they get so many guns suddenly from.

'They must have more guns somewhere. Where are they hiding them? Have they given them to those people in the reception just to take me out?'

Right now, the two of them were in the corner of the room, he asked Kelly to move first along the side of the wall, and then, while continuing to fire back at them, he would get to her shortly after.

It seemed to work since there was one location for Brandon to shoot at, and he could hear by the sounds he was successfully hitting others on the other side. Truthfully though, he didn't like it. He didn't like the feeling that he was hurting others who were most likely innocent in this. They weren't fighters by any means.

And, from the sounds of it, someone was forcing them to continue firing.

"Get in there now!" Regardless of their injuries and such, the next moment, they stormed the room.

"You don't want to fight!" Bradon shouted, warning them one last time. "If you do, a lot of you will lose your lives. I'm a squad captain, highly trained and have been using a gun for years. So even if you manage to take me down, there will be a lot of you who will go down with me."

Shooting the ground by the feet of those that had just entered, Brandon also made a warning shot to show them just how skilful he was with a gun. If he had hit them, there was a higher chance that they would panic, so this was the only option he had.

"Just let us through," Brandon said. "Look at what your doctor did to this woman, he will do the same to you, and you don't need to stay here. We have a place, a safe place for you all."

Soon after, in the hallway, just behind those with guns, there were several with strange-looking rifles, and without hesitation, they fired away at the two of them. Brandon had avoided most of them, thinking they were bullets, but suddenly, he felt a small prick in his arm.

'A dart...and I feel so sleepy..is this a tranquiliser?" Brandon thought, but it was strong, and before fully understanding what had happened, he fell to the floor unconscious.

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