Brainwash Proof

Lizzy-

The girl in the hat spotted Receria in the crowd of mindless poeple. Lizzy smiled. Soon she could spot the others. Lucan, Trinity, and Sophia. They were all there, waiting for the target.

Lucan

I spotted the others, but I had to look inconspicuous.

Wonderful.

Now, for the wait.


*All I've got...*

**I'm lost and have nothing, pm me with it cause I have to go sleep cause I think I got sick.***

"Time Square," I said with a smile, seeing the sign. I walked right into the crowd. I could see the stage. I gently pressed the pocket where I kept my little handgun, newly modified to shoot longer distances.

"Ready and waiting, over." I said through the radio.

Around me, everyone was staring at the stage. I began to slip through the crowd...

Lizzy-

Her heart beaded harder and harder. A feeling she'd never forget. Lizzy followed far behind Sophia as they made thier way towards the target.

"Alright." Lizzy whispered.

*TN You are at Times SquARE IN THE crowd with the rest of us. Waiting for the target. And who'll attack first.*




*EVERYONE! Who wants to attack 1st?*

**I will if you want, but I'll fail and make a run for it. Kay?**

*Ok*

Lizzy-

Sophia pulled out her pistol and jumped onto the bleachers. She aimed towards the target and shot at him. But one of the mindless people ran in front of him and blocked her attack.

"Shit. Sophia remember to run." Lizzy whispered.

She did. The target's body guards chased after her. Lizzy approached the target. Her hidden blade popped out of her sleeve.

"Here's go nothing!" She yelled.

Lizzy pounced onto the target and stabbed him through the neck- killing him.
Lizzy saw Trinity, Lucan and Recerai run towards the helicopter was. Just as Lizzy was about to run something pierced her neck. She quickly removed the object.

"Shit! A tranculizer dart!" Lizzy moaned.
She jumped off and ran for it. Already the effect of the drug began to show. Lizzy became woozy and dizzy. She ran into an empty alley way. The girl in the hat fell down and fell asleep.

*OH NO! the mission was a sucess but Lizzy is passed out*

Dammit dammit dammit! Why did I have to be so stupid?

I banged my head off the side of the helicopter.

On the bright side, the leader was dead.

On the... not so bright side, they knew who we were.

I was anxious to get going. I knew something the others didn't know.

That guard had recognised me. They knew who I was and they knew what I was doing.

Why the hell didn't you cut your hair Fee? Why didn't you dye it? Why didn't you buy non-designer clothes? Why do you always have to be flipping Sophia Baxter?

I banged my head again.

On the bright side, the earplugs had worked.

On the not-so-bright side was that, although we had succeeded, I had a feeling we had screwed up. Big time.

**In other words, I'm at the helicopter waiting for everybody to catch up**

I like this one.

Name: Johnson Devan
Age: 16
History: Unknown, Except for the fact that he has a personal vendetta against the man who brainwashed them.
Apperance: His left eye had to be replaced with a new one...that made it possible for him to see miles around. green eye yellow eye, Buzz cut head, and alway's wear's a hoody.
Personality: Formal, Strict, disiplined in combat. He often work's best in a group.

Lucan

"Group, report to the chopper, ASAP! We need to get the hell out of here!" I called into the radio, breaking through the brush to see Sophia banging her head on the side of our ride. She didn't look pleased with herself.

"Get in," I commanded and climbed into the cockpit, already turning on the engine, popping the clutch, and building power.

I listened as everyone reported in. Trinity. Receria. Sophia, of course. And myself.

Where was Lizzy?

I picked up the radio and called her. "Lizzy, where are you? What's happened?"

Nothing.

"Lizzy?"

Still static.

"Shit!" Something must have happened. "Trinity, keep the engine alive. I'll be right back!"

Without waiting to hear someone protest, I took off, back into the city. Military training was a good thing to have, but the sense of "leave no one behind" could get really annoying and get you in trouble.

Like now. I had to go back and get her.

Two day's earlier....
“Johnson Devan’s….”
He looked up from the chair. He felt the rope’s cling against his hands. The room was bare and painted grey. Slots cornered the whole room.
“ I See that your awake.” The man smiled, he wore a black suit and was carrying a black suitcase.” unfortunately, this will be the last time we have these little talks.”
A slot opened behind the man, a machine gun popped out.
“ But before I end it…Do you know why you’re here?”
Devans knew what it was, but he didn’t want to admit it.
“ It’s because yesterday, your little revolution has caused three guards to be put in the hospital and a head scientist to die. Why did you do It?”
Devan was quiet.
“ Well, your little friends didn’t admit it either.”
Devans looked up to see a slot open to reveal a TV screen. It showed five of his friends standing up against a wall. Then suddenly flash’s began to show and all five of them dropped to the ground.
Devan was stunned. These were people that were suppose to tell them why this is happening…instead, they are scarred for life and have nothing to gain of it.
“ Is it because that same scientist was performing operations on your brain and eye?”
Devan saw the machine gun slowly aim for the man in black.
“ Or do you have a thing against scientist?”
“ No…” Devan chuckled. The man frowned. The machine gun fired.
Devan stood up, the ropes slid off. He walked to the man in black and took the suitcase.
“ I just hate traitors.”
Devan opened the suitcase and saw many papers fall out. He picked them up and then saw something. He picked it up. He then began to read it:

“ All thing’s are going to plan. A slight escape here or two but that is besides the point.
The target is in place, they will head to the decoy and kill them….But I know that‘s what you are planning all along.”

It then gone on about where the decoy was placed, who the target was, and how they will attack most likely.
“ great…” Devan groaned and putted all the paper’s in the briefcase.
A paper slid out while Devan walked out of the room.
The target place…New york, time’s square.

"Dammit, Lucan, get the hell back here!" I screamed.

Trinity stared at me. "Don't you care about what happens to Lizzy?"

"Of course I care, but they're going to be all over the city." I said. "Dammit dammit dammit."

I grabbed my radio. "Lizzy where are you? Lizzy! Lizzy! When you get back here I am going to beat you to within an inch of your life you fecking little biatch!"

"We can really see that she has a reason to come back now." Receria said.

I took a few deep breaths. "Right," I said grabbing my NY map. "Where could she be? There's Time Square and we're here... so anyway down here..."

I grabbed my radio again. "Lucan, listen to me! You've got to check these streets..."

Trinity-

Trinity kept the engine running checking all the valves every now and then.

"Tell him to check the alleys, trust me, she'll go to one of them if she is smart." She yelled. She was getting tired of sitting here. She looked to her right and saw a guy standing behind some barrels looking at them. "Company, don't touch anything up here." She hissed, she jumped out the door and ran towards the guy. He yanked his walkie up, but it was to late. She slammed her metal fist into his face, making his nose cave in. She yanked hte walkie from him and yanked him up to look at her. There were tears of pain rolling down his face.

"Who are you?" She demanded,

"Hell like I'll tell you." He hissed, she yanked him towards teh copter and grabbed a rope hog tying him. She put him in the back.

"Someone stop that bleeding and watch him, any news from Lucan?" She demanded getting back in the cock pit.

Lucan

It took me a while, but I finally found Lizzy. She had managed to get into the shade of a hidden alley and collapsed. There was a puncture wound to her neck, and an empty needle in her grasp.

A tranquilizing dart.

No wonder she wasn't responding.

I picked her up and rushed back to the chopper, bypassing the more populated areas well enough to keep from being spotted.

At least we'd found our missing person.