Clockwork Foundry Zone

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"All are welcome, provided you are not bat shit insane and wish to murder every thing with in 10 meters of you, but as Zeek said, various parts of the guild cater to different personal, there is no doubt a place for you DR, your skills would no doubt come in mighty handy with others in the science divisions, tho it's still purely optional for you. 


Tho we have been ordered to extract any thing valuable we found in the facility back to the one who sent us in, any thing else is for personal gain. 


When ever you are ready to depart Doctor, there is a helicopter waiting out side for us to go, unless you wish to salvage any thing else, it should be far from this current position."

-Far as Shrike was concerned the mission was over, the high value being was to important to in danger, they also knew little else what could be lurking deep in the facility complex, Shrike simply stood aside and waited for the Doctor to decide on what he wanted to do next.

Clockwork nodded, listening in. He did think about some things he'd probably want to keep... but the memories they held were too much of a burden to keep. Seems the exact details of his past would stay a secret for now.

"I see... alright then, let's head out. You three came from the Eastern Hall. It's the same distance either way, and you three may want to look around a little more, so let's go through the Western Hall.", explained the British-accented bird bot before he headed to the other side of the room.
He tried to open the door, and struggled a bit, "O- oh. What the bloody hell, I haven't locked this door! Hm, oh well, I may try to unlock it then, hold on everyone." After a bit, he seemed to pull his hand apart carefully, revealing the insides, of which he began to readjust into a strange shape and place into the keyhole. He was going to either bust the lock or just... picklock.

As Zeek looked down the Eastern Hallway that they had come from, there was a loud noise. Much like... roaring, distorted through metal, mixed with the sound of scraping metal...
Soon, that same door that those irregular noises came from, the third door to the left coming from the other side of the hall... burst open.
Out came a pile of brass, aluminum, wood, rubber, rope, and other materials hard to distinguish, in a vaguely beast-like shape, resembling something more like a gorilla from it's posture. What could only be guessed as the closest thing to 'eyes' it could have were glowing bright red. Every move it made caused sparks to fly from the metal scraping on metal in such aggressive, quick fashions. Its metal deforming more and more as it tried to give off the appearance of an angry, beastly animal, but it couldn't do it perfectly because metal like this just didn't work like skin or fur.
It was an awful sight to look at, one touch and you'd probably die of tetanus instantly, it was as if it were made of razor blades. Razor blades on a chalkboard, writing an ancient, forgotten alien language.

And just as quickly as it came out of the room, it turned, saw Zeek, and rushed him down.

Zeek had his sword ready but either way he wasn't expecting the...thing before him, such monstrosity. The human started to charge the wind energy inside of him as he knew battle was about to come. As the monster was coming towards him he had to do something quickly, his sword can scratch the armor but to pierce it would take a lot of force and at a sweet spot, guess his weapon is useless unless the situation comes but he can support his allies with his power and do some range attack with wind blades. Rolling away from the door he put his back against the wall as he has his sword ready and it was covered in the neon green glow due to his powers as well his eyes.

"Guys, we have company!" He shouted towards his team as he mentally prepare himself.

Gear jumped back as the scrap abomination attacked, it's parts giving off screeches and sparks as it went. Not wasting a moment, Gear begin to pepper the monster ith plasma shots. Not really powerful enough to damage it but rnough to slow it down.

"Guys we can't fight this thing here! Too small a space, we risk hitting each other here. That and we have Ironworth to get out of here."

Gear jumped up and using a lock on attack, rammed into several jointed locations on the creature in an attempt to incapacitate it for moment to get them some time. If they could get to a larger area lik the heli pad they could spread out and either escape or have more room to use their abilities without risk of hurting each other.

-Seemed like indeed the operation was finally at a end, or at least that is what it was suppose to be, but as Shrike always knew, nothing ever quite went to plan, Ironsworth was attempting to open a seemingly locked door, when the door refused to open he seemed to go far more technical in hopes of opening it, either by pick locking or just sheer brute force in the end if the door didn't want to....cooperate.

Shrikes head shifted east, something caught his attention, loud noises started to arise, noises which sent shivers down his spine, Shrike moved further down slightly in front of Zeek until the door burst clear open. 

Before them was nothing short of a hulking monstrosity, a clattering assembly of what the fuck, it was clear this was a hostile no doubt about it.- 

"CONTACT!" 

-Shrike held fire as Gear went into attempt to stop the creature or at least by time for an escape, fearing it would not be enough Shrike had to switch tactics, he himself had enough firepower to probably slow it down for good, if not right out damage it a lot, but the collateral would be a lot.

"Gear, Zeek get behind me! Iron'sworth get that door open! I don't care if you have to blast another hole it in just do it! 

I'm gonna lay down suppressing fire on this asshole, escort Ironsworth to the extraction point, I'll slow this guy down if not try to destroy him as much as I can."

-Shrike opened up with concentrated bursts of weapons fire at the beast, mostly aiming towards its supposed head structure.-

Charlie heard the noises, and in a fear-fueled adrenaline rush ended up busting the lock. He didn't even bother putting his hand back to normal as he just pulled the door open, "Every one, hurry, we need to get out of here!"

The machine barely stopped in its tracks, in fact it seemed like it didn't even notice. It did turn toward them, made its metallic roar and screech, and rushed at them again.

"CLOSE YOUR EYES AND RUN!"
Then, like the lights from a projector, it's eyes began flashing rapidly. If they didn't turn away or close their eyes, they'd most certainly be paralyzed with fear.

Zeek had closed his eyes as he was quick to react. He remembers where the robotic avian Mobian was as he started running for his life as he started to use his powers to support his teammates as well the doctor. Focusing on the energy around himself and his team as well the beast he started to affect the wind resistance all around them, for allies it'll be easier to run as they wouldn't feel any wind as for the best the wind resistance would had triple for it, he was using his energy and focus as he opened his eyes to know where he was running, not looking back as per what the doctor said.

He felt adrenaline pumping through his veins as he glance at the bracket around his left wrist, wondering if he'll have to use it or not, probably soon but he hope he doesn't have to as he kept running to save his life but would stay with jsj allies as to keep up with them.

Gear shut his optics off, using his hearing and memory to quickly navigate out of the hall. Being the first outside he quickly got the professor behind him and threw up a barrier to act as a guard against any attack. Hopefully the others could handle the creature when it emerged.

Gear did charged his plasma shot in case he needed to at all assist the others.

-Shrikes weapons fire seem to do little to the creature, looks like he was going to need to switch to the grenade launcher to stand a better chance, remaining behind the others, Shrike would slowly walk back firing back furiously upon the charging hulk of bits and pieces.

Shrike flipped a switch on the rifle, priming the weapon that was slung underneath it and stopped moving, he had the line the shot up other wise he would probably miss, shaking quite a bit from what was bearing down before him he took aim, with a simple click of the trigger a THUMP was heard as the shell ejected from the tube like weapon, spiraling directly to make contact with the creature.

It's payload a condensed and concentrated shell of fuck you in one high explosive package, after discharging the project Shrike bolted like crazy to reach the extraction point. 

"PILOT I HOPE YOU READY FOR A HOT EXTRACTION BECAUSE WE GOT SOME COMPANY HEADING OUR WAY PREPARE TO TAKE OFF IMMEDIATELY" 

-Shrike was the last to exit into the hall way right now it was run like hell or be pulverized into mush...or scrap metal.- 

"RUN! JUST RUN!" 

-The helmet had manage to partially neutralize the effect however Shrike began to not be as cohesive and together with it after the flash of light, but was able to at least move in the general direction.-

Ironworth had looked away as the others rushed onward into the hallway. Zeek had helped a bit by using wind resistance to speed every one up while slowing down the monster, and Gear put up the shield to help, but between Gear's plasma shot and the grenade, it was clear there was no hurting this thing by normal means.
You just have to run.

Shrike would probably leave this place a stuttering mess as due side effects of the Fear Flash, but at least he didn't get the full force of it.
Now in the hallway, they were safer, but stopping to catch your breath was not an option.
Especially if you wanted to catch up with Ironworth, who most likely knew a bit about this monster, and Shrike who just got hit with partial force of a Fear Flash.
Looks like this is coming to an end.

Zeek mey have power over wind/air with his ability but even he himself need to catch a breath. Panting a bit he recovered bit quickly as he knows there is no time to rest. It's a good thing he absorbed so much wind energy when they arrived and stood in front of the entrance. Taking in a deep breath he let it out as he doubles his effort with the wind resistance, removing more from his allies and moving that wind towards behind them to increase the pressure againts the metallic beast. His dark brown eyes glowed a bright neon green as it left a soft streak of the same color with each movement of his eyes, his hair nowove as if a gust of wind was happening in front of him but the same affect wouldn't happen to his allies as he himself is using the power 

Crouching down a bit he started to run like how athletes do in sports, he uses his arms to move up and down to cut through whatever air resistance was left as he would follow the doctor. He just hope that the exit is close by to just leave out of it, although he doesn't run very fast as to make sure he stayed closed with his team mates, he isn't going to leave anyone behind right now.

Gear, grabbing hold of the professor, jumped up and jetted his way to the helipad at top speed. Not wasting a moment he got Ironworth ready to get inside.

"So... how did you survive living here with that thing running around?"

-Conventional weaponry had no effect on this thing, evade and extract were the only options now, Shrike had been exposed to the fear flash was having difficulty operating normally, co-ordination seemed difficult as well as experiencing hallucinations, among other things.

Shrike was still able to keep himself more or less together through sheer determination and strength of will, tho even by this was still hard on its own, he wasn't sure if he was going to make it to the extraction point. 

Strange images seem to flash around him, dark ghost like creatures of a long passed time, nightmares of his past seem to almost turn the hallway into a echo of the Arkgate facility where the monsters first came to be, hard telling what was real and what was not any more.-

"CONVENTIONAL MEANS ARE DOING FUCK ALL! GET TO THE EXTRACTION POINT! FALL BACK! FALL BACK!" 

-Shrike was fairly distressed but had tried to keep himself controlled despite what he was hearing and seeing, he knew he still had orders to carry out and even in this condition he was going to try his best to do so.

Stumbling and trying to use the wall as a means to help himself along his navigation had gone clearly gone out the window.-

Due to the utter speed of them leaving, provided by Zeek who also slowed the thing down, they seemed utterly safe. Even with a loud screeching noise and a smaller mess of sparking barbed wire tore through a door far behind them, only to be blown back by the wind, clinging on the ceiling to get grounded and try chasing after.

"I don't know who locked the doors, butbi was in that large room for a while. They weren't around when I was wandering the the station... something must have made them, but I thought I was the only one there.", Ironworth answered his fellow robotic companion as they exited the door.
Zeek in front, followed by Gear and Ironworth, with a perturbed Shrike seeming to struggle out the door as they got close to the copter.

"...how long has that door been cracked open...?", Ironworth asked with a hint of awe in his voice, "I haven't been out of there in 20 years..."

The barbed wire creature, mess that it was, couldn't untangle itself properly to get out as one of his appendages, presumably, swung about freakishly swiping at the group outside.

"Holy shit, what is that!", the pilot screamed from the cockpit watching as the group exited.

Finally making into the outside world Zeek quickly stopped on his tracks as he looked towards the pilot "No time to explain, opened the door!" He said as he waited for the rest of his teammates to make it out. Which luckily they all did and so when the door was opened the would jump into it and extend a hand in case someone needed help to get into the plane.

Gear wasted no time on hopping on the transport, taking Zeeks hand and securing Ironworth aboard.

"Let's get the heck outta here before it does something and gets us!"

-Shrike was the last to make it out, but at this point he was horribly dysfunctional, stumbling, crawling or what ever other means he could do to keep moving he did, for her knew what would happen if he should halt in his movements, one hell of a painful death.

However it didn't stop him from firing off bursts of weapons fire in the creature in some long lost hope of a attempt to try and do at least something to it. He wasen't sure if he was gonna make it to the chopper, if the case arrive he did have plans for the chopper to take off with out him.

He did however make it to the chopper rolling himself onto the flat deck of the open section.-

"PILOT GET US THE FUCK OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!" 

-Shrike lay on his back onboard the chopper staring at the roof, images and voices coming and going through his mind, like nothing he ever had experienced before.-