The DarkHole Laboratory

The appearance of Lycan 2

"HOW CAN YOU?!" braxton shouted, his eyes radiating anger at the woman in front of him who was even busy painting his nails.

The woman in front of him sighed lazily. He looked straight at Btaxton.

"It won't be too bad" he said. "My job is done, send me my pay on time, remember!" The woman just passed by.

BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET!

Braxton threw everything at his desk. Plan failed. That woman! "Helga .. "he whispered softly. "You'll replace him, if I can't find a trace of him!"

"HUDSON! COMEHERE!" his fist shook. His hand reached into his pants pocket. He pulled out a small bottle. And the corner of his lips lifted up sneaky grin.

The other hand typed something in his communication device. His thumb pressed down once and again he grinned.

"You'll find me ******! Kneel down in front of me!"

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!"

Hudson came in and quickly sent out a cctv video to the screen in front of Braxton. "It's his master, we've found him and we've sent him to Shadow jail."

Braxton's face slackened. "Good! Take care of Helga too, send her straight to the shadow jail, I don't want anything like this anymore! You're with Hudson!"

"Good Sir"

"Go!" Dismissed. Hudson nodded then exited Braxton's room.

Braxton plays back the Marzon incident that turned into Lycan.

Braxton leaned back on his chair.  "Play music and prepare my best wine" he ordered the robot maid.

"What are you celebrating?"

The woman approached. And sitting on Braxton's lap looking at him flirtatiously.

"You're beautiful Mariah"

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At the place where Lamorna got word of what Braxton was doing. Darius awaits orders from his Nyonya.

"Mariah! That girl is very brave. Then who's Helga?"

"He was one of the servants of the Golden Star-one of the brothels in Nocturnal WildLife--Mrs, Mr. Braxton always met him and a few days ago he was in the residence of Mr. Braxton." Obviously Darius.

"Continue watching, I don't want to be cheated. Braxton you're only mine" Lamorna moved from her place. He's meeting some of Black Sea's colleagues today.

The footsteps,

"Mrs .. "the cry of someone restraining the Lamorna path.

Brugh!

"Mrs please .. I will not be close to Mr. Braxton .. please let me go Madam" a woman with a battered face and torn clothes, also shabby.

The woman rested at the feet of Lamorna who did not see her. His eyes are straight ahead.

"Go! What are you doing!" Snapped by Darius he saw the woman's behavior. He takes care of his mistress. Darius pulled the woman who was clutching Lamorna's legs firmly.

The woman shook her head. "Mrs .. I beg your forgiveness .. "the woman sobbed. There was a blue bruise beside her lips as well as dry blood at the corner of her lips.

"Mistress" she cried bitterly.

"Deliver! Getaway! Where is this guard!" Darius resentfully pulled this woman's body. Lamorna extended her hand to Darius to not pull the woman's body.

"Call the guards!" Lamorna's Order.

"Neither Madam .." cried the woman, the woman's hand took off Lamorna's leg. The black-clothed troops came and took the woman away.

"Evote the woman to spy there, but never touch Braxton!" Lamorna needs to know what plan Braxton is hiding from her.

He saw a cctv from Braxton's lab. He sees Marzon there, as well as his transformation into Lycan and Helga. That woman can fight like her.

He got the shipment, out of nowhere, but Braxton's name was there and he opened the post that showed a video.

"You! Find out who Helga is!" Commandments strictly.

"Good Mistress"

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Marzon gasping. It is in the middle of the wilderness. He continued to run, even though he felt pain on his back. His feet kept moving fast. This is a chance to escape. He's gotta get out of here.

He returned to his human form, he did not remember anything, although faintly he felt it was a dream. He thought he was dumped in the woods by his sister.

Marzon did not remember the change. All the gunshot wounds on his back quickly improved and left only a slight mark, he had no idea what had happened. But he only remembers being held captive by Braxton.

He heard the engine sound. Marzon's hiding. Peeped. There's an army of robots with their vehicles flying around Marzon.

Marzon heard the water flow. He must follow the flow of water. He covered and walked against the robot troops.

He found a water flow. Marzon approaching. He took water with his hands and drank it. Refreshed.

A stream of cold water soaked his dry throat. With greed he gulped back the raupan he took. Time and time again. Then she rubbed water on his face.

He saw his face in the water and found that he was still wearing Camy's sophisticated soflens.

He tried to reactivate it. "Call Clara!"

"I FOUND IT!" the sound of screaming that resuscitated Marzon. He saw from a distance a black army running towards him.

"Damn!" Marzon was running fast. And "Marzon! Marzon! You heard me!" The voice from across the street made a smile rise in Marzon's lips.

"Clara, I hear you, can you hear me?" Marzon ran faster as many chased him. He hides among the big trees.

"Marzon is you? Marzon, you hear me? Camy Marzon called!" Clara's call there.

"Clarah! Oi! You heard me!" Marzon had to divide his concentration. "Damn! Shit!" Connection interrupted.

"Where is Lycan?" The troop move made Marzon increasingly hide in a pile of thickets.

"They're not looking for me?" Marzon Guman.

"We have to find that Lycan! Quickly we must hurry" another army chimed in.

"Lycan" said Marzon. He thought the team wasn't after him who thought he was Lycan.

Marzon tried to send a signal from where it is now. Also sent an undelivered message. Is he in the Nocturnal blind spot.

This tool should still work. Is this device broken?

"Lift hands!" Marzon felt his temple being poked with something cold. Marzon glanced sideways and toward his body there were already several red dots pointing towards him.

I don't want Marzon to follow. He raised his hand up. A troop approached and handcuffed Marzon's hand backwards.

"We got it" one of the troops reported their whereabouts. And soon the vehicle was approaching. And come down in front of them.

Hudson got out of that vehicle with a shitty look. "It's still your life apparently" Marzon looked at her dislikefully.

"Enter! We send a prayer to Braxton's Shadow Black - - the most terrible prison, where all the savage mutants are created -" Hudson leaves Marzon with several troops.

"Finally done" Marzon heard the groaning of the troops. "Yes, there's no need to comb the forest any deeper. I think it'll be very difficult to find this Lycan, see how agile he was against yesterday" a slow conversation between troops that Marzon accidentally heard.

"Lycan" again Marzon muttered.

tbc.