[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f7976a]13[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/3d0f3aa6fbe2e72782a4771f7387c4a3/tumblr_n9lbotvJ4n1rg5596o2_500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=f7976a]Location:[/color][/b] Lab Facility[/center][hr][hr]	Thirteen had been following the group, the rest of the branded lot along with their guards passing through an abandoned hallway, in some laboratory. It had to be abandoned with all these dust and dirt and, and the state of disarray the place was in from all the wires hanging about, and the unstable electricity that constant flickered on and off. If this place wasn’t really abandoned, then they had to have the worst cleaning crew in all of existence. She wasn’t really a fan of the number thirteen, but it was the only sign of her identity, the number that had been tattooed into her right arm, and she was stuck with it now whether she liked it or not. 

While they walked, Thirteen gave a look around at the strange bunch they had here, a bunch of young ones escorted by armed military-like guards. She was also pretty sure that she was the youngest of the lot. If not, she certainly did looked the part anyway. The tension in the air was palpable, and Thirteen was highly certain someone was bound to snap sooner or later. It was only a matter of time at this rate. That moment came way sooner than she had expected when all hell broke loose. 

The woman with the green dyed hair, “Nine” grabbed a gun from one of the guards and began promptly shooting him in the head, which caused a confetti of blood and viscera as those nearest to the poor fella got decorated in his vital fluids. Now all of the guards began pointing their guns at all of them because of what Nine here had done.This was not good. Not good at all for any of them. She didn’t know what else to do now so Thirteen simply watched and waited to see what the next move was before acting. 'One' did mention about reacting not acting, no?