[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/LHBJFJX.png[/img][/center] ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The inside of the New Portland Water Plant was a twisted maze of corridors, made even more disorienting by the fact that the power to the plant had been cut, leaving the facility in near total darkness, the only light source were the emergency lights that seemed to grow dimmer with each passing minute. While this might prove problematic for most, Lyger's feline abilities, one of which, his low light vision allowed him to see easily in the dark, giving him a distinct advantage over anyone he might encounter in the darkened water treatment plant. “Whisper, talk to me. What are we looking at?” Lyger said into the com link built into his mask. “You're going to want to keep going straight, then take your second left. That should bring you right to the clear well. That's probably where you're going to find him.” Whisper told him. “I'm on it.” Lyger said as he quickened his pace down the corridor. “Uh, boss. I'm getting about a half a dozen heat signatures just up ahead, They could be hostile, so you might want to be careful.” Whisper warned him. “Right.” Lyger responded as he quickened his pace toward the clear well. [center]***[/center] From the small security office located within the room that housed the clear well, Insomnia monitored the goings-on within the plant from closed circuit security cameras which dotted the interior of the water plant. Thus far, his plan had gone according to plan, for the most part. He and his “friends” had taken over the water plant amid the chaos that had been created outside, and thus far the Crown Ridge Police had been unable to gain a foothold anywhere near the plant. However, he soon came to realize that he and his men were not alone in the water plant. In fact, there were at least two interlopers inside with him. He kept his eyes locked on the monitor screens, hoping to get a look at who had infiltrated the plant. In the west wing of the plant, he saw a young man who appeared on the surface to be of little consequence. This young man walked recklessly through the hallways, taking little care to keep under cover. He also seemed to be new to this whole hero thing. He wore a “costume,” however, it was very rudimentary. It consisted of a black leather coat over what appeared to be makeshift armor, which through the admittedly blurry picture provided on the security cameras, looked to be made from hockey pads. This meant that whoever this was, it wasn't one of the “big guns.” “How curious.” Insomnia said to himself as he watched the mysterious young man make his way through the plant's corridors, moving ever closer to Insomnia's present location. However, it wasn't the young man in the makeshift body armor that caught his attention. It was the figure in black that was barely perceptible in the darkened hallways. At first he saw the figure in a quick flash of motion in the darkness, though soon the cameras were able to get a clear shot of this intruder. “Very interesting my love, they've sent the cat.” a woman's voice seemingly materialized our of nowhere. “You must have them scared to send him after you.” “Well then, this should be fun.” Insomnia told her. “Hardly. Do you really think you have any chance at beating him? He'll end you, or worse, he'll see you locked behind bars for the rest of your life.” She chided him. “Oh...damn it, Janet! Why do you always have to be such a downer?” Insomnia protested. The raven haired woman just looked at him as he continued watching the security feed. “My name isn't Janet, you jackass. It's...” she was cut off. “Oh shut up, he's about to run into the boys. He's going to get his ass handed to him, this should be good.” Insomnia said excitedly, never taking his eyes off of the monitor. Insomnia flung himself into the rickety leather chair that sat before the security monitor array, a chair that quite frankly had seen better days. The sudden movement threatened to topple the chair over, depositing the madman on the floor of the security room. However, the chair mercifully stopped swaying, and came to rest in place before that happened. Finally, Insomnia settled into the chair in front of the monitors and found his eyes glued to the screens. [center]***[/center] Lyger crept along the dark hallway which had now gone completely dark, the only light coming from the flashlights that Insomniac's goons carried with them. Silently, Lyger stalked the thugs, quickly moving along the corridor without alerting the men to his presence. Under the cover of darkness, Lyger inched forward until he was within arms reach of the first of Insomnia's thugs. He reached out with his, black gloved hand and covered the gunman's mouth as he yanked him backwards. He spun the goon around and struck him with a sudden thrust to the goon's throat, which cut off the thug's airway and preventing him from crying out to the others. Lyger then followed up with a straight right hand to the jaw which rendered the man unconscious before disappearing back into the darkness, where he stalked the next armed thug. Without making a sound, Lyger made his way through the dark hallway, eliminating Insomnia's armed henchmen one by one, until none remained standing. Lyger continued to the end of the hallway until he came to a heavy security door which should lead into the clear well, and Insomnia himself. “Whisper. The door's welded shut. Are you seeing any other way in?” Lyger asked. “No, they designed the building with one way in to the clear well, there isn't even an air shaft leading into the room. Apparently it's a security measure.” She replied. “Of course it is.” Lyger said slightly exasperated. “Amateur.” Came a voice from behind him. Lyger spun to face the man, ready for anything. However, when he saw the grinning face of Reklis, he relaxed a bit. “Took you long enough.” Lyger said somewhat sarcastically. “Yeah, I ran into some trouble in the East corridor. But it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. What've we got?” he said, motioning at the door. “Looks like the door's been welded shut. I can't budge it.” Lyger admitted. “Stand aside, I've got this.” Reklis told him as he closed his eyes and began to focus all his attention on the door. At first, Lyger thought that this was the rookie goofing off again, and he was about to call him out on it when something happened. The door began to shake violently, before an invisible force began pulling the door outward. The door creaked and groaned in protest as it was pulled from its hinges and deposited on the ground with a loud thud. “After you.” Reklis said with a grin as he motioned to the now open doorway to the clear well and Insomnia.