I braced myself for battle, bringing out a staff and that old laser pistol. Unbelievable. I have to fight these......Predator Fanboys. The soldiers opened fire with energy spears and we fired back. Sara spoke to my mind. Jazz, leave one of them alive. I need to see something.
OK, Sara. I'll do my best. I am really starting to lose my pateince. Even with cover, the soldiers got killed anyway. We finished off the last of the new threat and we started to examine them. I said, "Guys, keep on your toes. We don't know exactly what we're dealing with here." Sara leaned down and put her fingers to the forehead of one of the troopers. After a minute she revolted and fell on her butt.
I got on one knee next to her. "Sweetie, are you OK?" I said frantically. She looked at me with a panicked expression. "He. He. That's Cyrus! I mean, it's a clone of him! They are completley brainwashed by Obelisk!" I tried to calm her down. "Slow down Sara. Tell me what happened." She shook her head. "Obelisk is the leader of the Dark Trinity members. Obelisk the Maddening. He has a mental communications link with all of the soldiers. He just tried to enter my mind. He knows we're here." "Great." I muttered. I said, "Guys, scratch that last order. Keep on your toes and be ready to kill anything. The enemy knows we're here. Let's go save our Cyrus."
We didn't confront any soldiers until we entered a dead end that ended with what looked like a jail cell. There were guards standing in front of cell they lowered their spears. Viktor stepped forward and took them out with one blast per soldier. We got to the cell door and I saw a form that was chained to the wall. I gasped with excitement. "Cyrus!" I ran to the door and tried to yank it open. I heard Sara behind me. "Wait! Jazz, something's wrong. There's something weird going around in his head." I was too excited to listen.
"He's fine!" I said, "We just need to get him down and he'll save us all! Its going to be OK, Sara." I turned to Megan. "Megan, use your strength." She stepped forward and pulled the door off its hinges.
I ran in and said, "Cyrus! Cy, wake up! We're here to save you, Come on!" He didn't move. His head hung there, his hair covering his face. I slapped my forhead. "Duh! We got to let you down! Magnet, get over here." He stepped over with his metal baseball bat. He said, "Uh, Jazz. I don't think--" I snapped at him. "Justdoit!"
He flinched. Then he put his hand up and the metal straps that chained his wrists, waist, and ankles broke and opened.
He fell to the ground and caught himself. He stayed crouched. I was a little worried now. "Cyrus?" He stood up and flipped his hair back. "Sorry." he said, menacingly. "Cyrus isn't here." We all stepped away from the cell. He stepped forward ever so slowly. "All. Hail. Obelisk!"
With that, he charged at us.
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