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[Color=silver][b]Location:[/b][/color] Poseidonis, Conference Room
[Color=silver][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] The Team[hr]

The relief on Dr. Bingley’s face as Viktor moved to strike Kassy died the moment the young man missed his mark. 

[color=seagreen]“No…”[/color] The scientist shook his head, staring at Kassy with absolute terror in his heart. He needed someone to put her down, but the distortions were proving to be too much for everyone except… His eyes darted towards who he assumed was Alisa. It was getting more and more difficult to discern what was going on. [color=seagreen]“Cyb-”[/color] He stopped himself as he watched Kassy grab Viktor and knock him away before being struck by Aleen’a who was attempting to keep the stony-faced teen from delivering a counterattack. As if he could. Dr. Bingley and anyone else that wasn’t Kassy had no idea what was happening to Viktor at the moment. What was apparent, however, was the dip in the intensity of the optical illusions that plagued everyone in the room. [color=seagreen][i]This is my moment… My chance…[/i][/color]

Meanwhile, Viktor found himself knocked away, first by Kassy, and then by Aleen’a. The world around him seemed to whirl chaotically after the quick succession of attacks while also being unable to maintain the focus of his senses. Senses that had been sharpened and amplified by H.I.V.E. and the serum the villainous organization had administered to him. The desire to collect himself was strong, but he would soon find it to be a faraway dream. A faraway dream with a parting gift from Kassy in the way. A mild pain that grew within him… No, this pain was not just [i]within[/i] and it was only intensifying. He shut his eyes and balled his fists tight as he felt it across his skin, through his muscles, in his bones. He attempted to push it down, but it was inescapable. The pain caused Viktor’s body to curl into a tight fetal position, his thoughts no longer on the situation, the mission, or anything for that matter. All there was, was this nightmare. 

[color=silver]“No…”[/color] The words were but a soft groan as he endured. There was no way to resist. No way to fight back against this. He was… helpless. Helpless.  [color=silver]“Tch!”[/color] The pain kept him from even forming the words he wanted. Viktor needed the team… but weren’t they his assailants? His mind was slipping as only the brief moments before this writhing pain were replayed in his head. As if Viktor’s mind attempted to cope with his helplessness, it used Kassy and Aleen’a’s attacks and his recently surfaced gripes with the team to conjure up anything to rationalize this pain. They were hurting him, and not just the two. It was everyone. Kassy, Aleen’a, Daphne, Ja, Zach, Talon, and even Alisa. They all delivered their fair share of blows with little to no holding back. Every means of attack the team could muster was used to inflict this pain onto every fiber of his being. And eventually even this reality his mind attempted to produce took the backseat to the pure unbridled pain. That’s all it was. That’s all it was ever meant to be. 

He hadn’t even noticed it. That he was screaming hysterically in a way no one could have imagined. With a crack in his scream, he lost consciousness.[hr] 

[center][color=seagreen][i]This is my moment… My chance…[/i][/color][/center]

Dr. Bingley spotted one of the Atlantean rifle-like weapons dropped on the ground by one of the guards who had been plagued by Kass’ distortions. This was possibly the swiftest the man had moved in his entire life as he grabbed the weapon and aimed it at Kassy. He didn’t know how to formally use the weapon, but it had a trigger and a barrel which was enough for him to hold it up with confidence. The distortions were far weaker and thanks to Ja’s intervention, Dr. Bingley was sure he could land a hit. 

[color=seagreen]“And it always comes down to me eliminating the threat to the many! First the squid, now you, and soon I will make sure that no Atlantean has to worry about accidentally giving birth to a monster. I wish I could say I was sorry, but...”[/color] Dr. Bingley pulled the trigger.