The large block of ice took on a small crack and stopped. Snows mind was screaming outwards as she tried to free herself. More cracks began to go through the block and finally it turned to dust and fell from top to bottom until Snow was there, her arms around Fang, and released him. She took a few staggered steps back and fells backwards. The Ice Dust swirled about as if on its own and caught her, lowering her slowly to the ground. She seemed to be unconcious from Fatigue. She was breathing normally and she seemed fine.
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It was dark. No light. No sound. Just.. memories. Her head perked up when she heard the familiar hissing sound and her eyes narrowed as the cylinder she was trapped inside of began to rise and there stood an older man in a Military General Uniform. Around him were ten... make that 12 heavily armed military men. Her red eyes cast downwards to the floor she sat upon. Plastic. Useful in certain situations but against gun fire? Not so much. Katherine sat there in silence, arms around her knees that were to her chest. The only thing she wore at the moment was a very flimsy patient gown. The General began speaking, but not to her. Patient Zero. How is she holding up? The younger man, the one the General spoke to, replied. Well enough. She is eatting normally and she has not had any episodes. She has continually requested our session be out of her room and- Absolutley not. The General retorted. Close the hatch. He waved a hand to Katherine showing he was done here. He turned away and as the hatch closed she heard him say one last thing. I have enough issues with her sister Ashley. I do not need Kristen out and- The hatch sealed and she was cute off. Her eyes went wide. Her Sister?! She had a sister! Did the General lock this.. Ashley up as she was? Katherine had to get out. She had to leave. She closed her eyes and counted the moments. It would be tomorrow when they checked on her again to ask how she felt. She was pissed. Her hand went out and touched the thick plastic that Lined the Tank she was in. Her finger then changed to a plastic finger and with a twitch of her mind that finger turned sharp like a knife. It had taken a few weeks but she had been whittling away at the thick layer of plastic. Her finger made slow easy strokes as to not make any unneeded sound outside of her prison. Plastic on Plastic. The sound was put into her mind and it made her want to get out even more. It drove her crazier then she already felt. Plastic on Plastic. Plastic on Plastic.. Plastic on... She stopped. A new sound. She put her plastic knife of a finger forward and she could feel it... She gave a wide evil grin as the clear plastic of her finger slowly took on a metalic sheen. What a wonderful material her cage was made of. Titanium? Her body was suddenly a walking moving statue of Titanium and she slowly sat up and banged against the Tank. Alarms went off. She knew she was not allowed to bang the tank. But she knew what would happen. After a moment she felt the hissing of the Tank being released and the sound of the mans voice that she heard every day. Now Now Kristen. There is no need to be.. What the?! GUARDS! SECURITY! PATIENT ZERO HAS-GEH The mans neck had a very thin metal rod through his neck. It came from the other side of the window that looked upon Kristens Prison... and from there it can from Kristens arm, made thinner in order to reach the man she so grew tired of speaking to. A dozen armed guards rushed inside her room and raised their guns. Meanwhile outside a nurse was huddled under her desk in fear as she heard gunfire.. and men screaming before thier lives were chocked off. She watched in horror as bare bloody feet walked to her desk and a head of white hair leaned down. Katherine put her finger to her lips.. Shhhh.. Was all she said before she stood up and walked away. The nurse cried as she heard fading gun fire and more men screaming for their loves.
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A report crosses the Generals desk. Kristen had escaped. What the hell?! Why am I just NOW getting this?! He read over the file. Every single male on the base had been slaughtered. Even the Janitors hiding in closests. Women however.. All lived. Besides one. According to the report of one of the female officers at the base Kristen just ignored them even as they fired upon her metalic body. The only Female to die had gotten infront of Kristen and told her to go back to her room. Kristen had actually stopped. She was recorded as replying to get out of her way and when the Female said no Kristen backhanded the woman so hard it snapped her neck. The General dropped the report on his desk and leaned back in his chair. He raised a hand to wipe at his forehead. Where are you going Kristen? What brought this on? He began to think back to what he had said and then he knew. He grabbed the phone and punched in a number. Get my helicopter ready... Dont ask questions, Son, just do it! He slammed the phone down and grabbed his coat. It was time he went to see his eldest Daughter, Ashley.