[u][center][color=Blue][h1]Dante "Stalker" Foster[/h1][/color][/center][/u]
Creeping across every blind spot on the slick reinforced ceiling, like a spider that crawls inside your throat when you sleep. Quietly advancing past the unaware soldiers strolling past. His eyes shifting to every possible door, going down the endless hallways with no light at the end of the tunnel, like a bad nightmare. Suddenly halting, suspending his body down in mid-air by his tail, hanging onto the ceiling. Above a stray soldier lighting their cigarette with a chrome lighter, swiftly dropping down and grabbing their head in his descent and making their forehead kiss the ground, knocking them unconscious. Immediately, confiscating their machine gun and strapping it firmly to his back and swiping the key card in his pockets, glaring down at them. He quickly licked the tip of his claw, digging his claw through the soldier's padding like butter and pierced through their flesh until reaching the femoral artery, pulling it out then cauterizing the wound with the lighter’s flame.

[color=0054a6][i]“You won’t be able to move that leg, or your body for a couple days, but perhaps you’ll be wise enough to consider that if I was just a wolf who wanted sheep to slaughter, you’d be dead.”[/i][/color] Dante thought going across the hallway, hearing nobody approaching, swiping the key card beside the door and watching the door quickly ascend, a dim flickering light barely providing enough to show the dozens of stacked boxes crammed into the tiny storage area displaying text.

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[b][color=ed1c24]WARNING: Highly Flammable![/color][/b]
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He opened the lighter again, watching the bright flame flickering for a moment before casually turning around and taking a step away from the door, beginning to start humming before releasing the lighter from his grip with the flick of his wrist. An inferno erupted from the doorway just behind him, flames quickly spreading while he walked away without glancing back. [i][color=0054a6]“Though I do hope, your employer cares enough to send reinforcements or you’ll become just another statistic in this dungeon.”[/color][/i] Quickly putting distance between himself and the blaze returning to crawling across the wall. Not long until he found important looking, massive double doors that had multiple keypads on both sides, across from the wall he was clutching. [i][color=0054a6]“It appears that I’d need multiple key cards to access that room, which intrigues me, maybe that door leads to an exit. Wouldn’t be a stretch, could even be a fire exit in case of certain accidents happening…but I can’t just steal several more cards because they may also need to be swiped simultaneously, which is impossible. Dammit, I need to get out of here...”[/color][/i]

His thoughts were interrupted, drawing his attention to both doors suddenly opened like parting waves with a mob of guards charging out. Just getting a single moment to act, he carefully lunged across the wall with a single motion soaring above their heads, barely passing through the doors that slammed shut straight behind him, landing with a forward roll before standing upright, resting his tail against the wall behind him feeling for the light switch for the pitch darkness that surrounded him. [color=0054a6]“Hm, I guess high-school gym wasn’t a complete waste of time-”[/color] White light abruptly flooded the room, but he couldn’t feel anything on the walls. Becoming disoriented for a split second, before blinking a couple times to adjust to the light. The room was particularly large and empty without a single noticeable object in sight, hearing some repeated beeping sounds and gears turning. He began noticing several openings in the wall and floor protruding something metal and extending and shifting shape. 

[color=662d91]“Warning. Hybrid detected. Capture Protocol Initiated.”[/color] A robotic feminine voice declared. He clenched his claws and unconsciously took a step back. 

[color=0054a6]“What is this?”[/color] Watching these structures head backward and transforming into eight large robotic arms. Grabbing the machine gun from his back and switching the safety off and aiming at the hand rushing forward from the wall and spraying the mechanical arm with bullets, shells scattering across the ground, but not impeding its charge, smacking into Dante’s chest and causing him to slam his back into wall, causing the gun to fly right out of his claw. The gun’s barrel caught in mid-air by the second hand, before the third hand grabbed the handle, both bending and snapping the gun in two. Scowling and leaping onto the wall, the mechanical arms approaching swiftly, dodging a quick stabbing motion of his tail, grabbing and yanking him off the wall. Six hands all holding him firmly, two for each arm and two for his thrashing tail, dragging him closer to the middle of the room. Frantically struggling allowing him to break free and plummet down to the ground landing on his two feet, with an audible thud. Hearing strange sounds coming from beneath him, quickly leaping forward and rushing toward the arms.

Seeing two fists charging at him simultaneously, grabbing them both with his claws and gripping them tightly and holding them in place, another fist quickly dived to his right side and clashing with Dante’s tail which also kept it pushed back. But suddenly feeling his left side being punched from the fourth hand unable to block it, proceeding to have the fifth smash into the back of his head, however the blow to the back of head only gave him a sudden realization. Slamming his tail through the fifth arm piercing straight through and shoving the other arms back and turning around grabbing the arm and violently tugging it until completely tearing it from the wall, causing sparks to fly out and thrown down, causing the arm to lay motionless on the ground. He smirked feeling his legs and shoulders being tightly gripped in response. [i][color=0054a6]“I knew it, you’re programmed to only subdue...that hit against the back of my head could of had much more lethal force from how these are built, but I barely felt it...I was worried I had to deal with multiple targets that wanted me dead. Instead, you think that you can put me in some kind of prison...probably under the floor in the middle of the room...well there’s where you’re dead wrong.”[/color][/i]

He grabbed another arm tightly with both claws, slamming it straight through with his tail and ripping another straight out of the wall, with another arm being discarded to the ground like a lifeless corpse. [color=0054a6]“Knight’s Rule 44! Don’t trap your prey, unless you plan on killing it!”[/color] He broke free again, taking another couple of half-hearted blows to his body before countering by slamming his tail through another arm. [color=0054a6]“I don’t have to worry about the collective, I can tear you to pieces, one by one!”[/color]

[center][u][i]Some time passed[/i][/u][/center]

...He exhaled deeply catching his breathe, sitting among the scrapyard of the machines that surrounded him. He stood up staring at the wall he entered from and rubbed his right side. [color=0054a6]“Well that was a lot of time wasted for nothing and likely made my distraction tactic with the fire less effective, thanks to this incredibly elaborate and likely costly trap that I completely destroyed. I guess it was good for combat training, if nothing else…”[/color] Dante muttered. [color=0054a6]“Why even have a room like-”[/color] Dante questioned aloud beginning to quietly sing his words, scanning around the room noticing green light appearing from the wall with sparks coming from it. He smiled and approached slamming his claw in between the cracks where the green light was emitting, not requiring much effort to forcefully shove a hidden mechanical door open. 

[color=0054a6]“Let’s see what’s behind door number two…”[/color] He sung heading inside, going through a narrow hallway, still illuminated with green light, continuing to move forward at a steady pace. [i][color=0054a6]“I’m finally free from this-there’s no other reason for such a room to exist if this wasn’t a place they’d think Hybrid’s would go through...the only explanation is that I found an exit to the outside world! Brothers, sisters...I’ll be able to see you again.”[/color][/i] Dante thought with a smile across his face, though what flashed in his mind was the drugs and alcohol. But a niggling doubt came into his mind, smelling something foul, like dead bodies. [i][color=0054a6]“Wait-there’s another explanation...it doesn’t have to be an exit…”[/color][/i] He conceded finally reaching the end, seeing an expansive room full of unknown equipment, like giant test tubes containing green liquid, reminding him of an alien movie. [color=0054a6]“It could be where the Hybrid’s are made, or imprisoned...or killed.”[/color]