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The mutated komodo dragon's tail whipped around and caught Mozart in the chest, thudding like a wet log smacking against a pool of mud. The heavy, powerful blow drove the air out of his lungs and sent him hurtling through the air of the server room. He slammed into a bank of computers. The towers smashed to the ground like dominoes, sending sparks and plastic pieces scattering through the room. He rolled off the destroyed equipment onto the floor and struggled to get to his hands and knees. Around him he heard his two brothers trying to contain their new opponent.

Art fought to get air back into his body, and as he did croaked to his sister, [color=0076a3]"Clara!?"[/color]

[color=fff200]"I'm fine!"[/color] she called back. [color=fff200]"Just a few more minutes!"[/color]

Art cursed under his breath. His brothers were right. This was a trap. Maybe it wasn't always intended as one, but the IDRG was too well funded and too well prepared. They weren't going to allow an opportunity to pass them by.

[color=fff200]"Don't let that thing bite you!"[/color] she added. [color=fff200]"Komodo saliva is notoriously noxious!"[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Oh great!"[/color] Bach retorted. [color=39b54a]"I thought this guy didn't have enough things that could kill me! Poison spit! What a relief!"[/color]

On the other side of the room, Art saw his smaller brother dodge and dance around the much larger creature. It continually snapped its jaws shut in the space where Bach's arms, legs, and head had been a fraction of a second earlier. Each attempted chomp sent tendrils of putrid saliva showering to the floor.

Bach was agile, but the komodo was backing him into a corner. The creature was smart. Who knows if it was as intelligent as the frogs were. Maybe after their escape IDRG decided that giving their weapons full, human-like intelligence meant it would be easier for them to escape. Still, the thing was a natural hunter, and was using its instincts to its full advantage.

At least it was until Ludwig caught it with a stiff right hook. The creature stumbled back, but kept his feet, surprising Art. When Ludwig really reared back, he could send a car sliding across the street, but that punch barely fazed the mutant. It merely staggered a few steps back before it roared at the big frog.

[color=a0410d]"Oh shit,"[/color] Lud muttered and prepared himself for the full fury of the rampaging lizard. He managed to get out of the way of a lunging bite, bringing his elbow down on the lizard's snout. The blow sends the dragon off balance, but it was still under control enough to smack Ludwig across the face with its broad tail. The blow sent the Frog sprawling to the floor.

Mozart wasted no time in rushing to his brother's assistance. He knew he couldn't take the more powerful mutant on by himself, but he sure as hell wasn't going to allow it to kill his brother.

[color=0076a3]"Hey, you walking purse!"[/color] he yelled at the komodo dragon, and picked up a metal post from the wrecked server bank he had been tossed into. [color=0076a3]"How about an appetizer before the main course!?"[/color]

The komodo turned to face the eldest frog and hissed furiously at him. It charged, and received a strike across the face with the metal bar. The blow sends a sickening thud through the room. But it still wasn't enough to bring the mutated animal down. It merely came at Art again. It attempted to chomp down on the frog, but instead he managed to wedge the metal bar in the mutant's mouth.

Still the creature pushed against him, and tried to chomp down. Art felt the bar start to give under the pressure. He smelled the foul, hot breath that emanated from the drooling maw of the creature.

[color=0076a3]"Clara!"[/color] Mozart groaned against the strength of the creature. [color=0076a3]"Any day now would be great!"[/color]

[color=fff200]"Okay! Okay! One...more...second!"[/color]

Suddenly, the servers in the room began to spark and fizzle, and the lights in the entire building went out. The dragon backed away from Art and began to thrash wildly. Art motioned to his siblings to back away from the creature, imploring them to not make a sound as they did. The lizard would have poor vision in the dark, especially following a flash like Clara just let out.

As the komodo dragon raged, a short burst of laughter emanated from the doorway of the server room. The four of them turned to find a tall, broad-shouldered man standing there comfortably. His bald head reflected what little light was in the darkened chamber, and on his head was some sort of metal headband with a series of flashing lights across it.

[color=7ea7d8]"Well, I'm disappointed you escaped, but as your creator I have to admit I feel some pride that you're able to do everything I designed you to,"[/color] the man smiled, oozing with self satisfaction.

Art tensed up at the sound of the voice. The days they were imprisoned here and experimented on, he had only heard it through speakers and comms. It was the voice of Director Jordan Dyer of the IDRG. This was the man responsible for all the horrible things that had ever happened to him and his family.

He could feel the rest of his siblings were ready to take on the man responsible for all their pain, but Art knew that would be a mistake. They needed to get out of there. Now.

[color=0076a3]"Well, that's what you people do best, don't you? Feel impressed by yourselves?"[/color] he shot back at the scientist.

[color=7ea7d8]"Oh my child, you wound me,"[/color] Dyer smiled evilly. [color=7ea7d8]"Would it make you feel better to know you were a mistake? That it was clear I gave you too much intelligence? It was a common mistake. Not the first time it's been made. But that's been rectified with your cousin here."[/color]

Then it dawned on Art. The thing on his head. He was using it to control the dragon remotely. At least as much as he could.

In a swift motion, Mozart used his flexible foot to snatch another piece of metal off the ground and hurl it at Dyer. It struck true, cracking the head piece.

Almost immediately, the komodo dragon took off down the hallway, barrelling over Dyer, and the Frogs followed. As they made their way to the exit, they passed by the reptile tearing apart the IDRG security teams.

Art looked over his shoulder as he passed and saw as the dragon was finally shocked into submission.

[color=0076a3]"Sorry, brother. But I won't let you die here. I'll come back,"[/color] he said to himself as he and his family disappeared into the night.