As soon as Danny got the text, he swung towards the location. There, he found Prowler already waiting on the roof.

Danny gave Prowler a salute, then clung to the edge of the roof, peeking over the side. He scanned the area. The warehouse was old, brick walls covered in graffiti and the windows long since shattered. Rusted metal doors hung slightly open, and the occasional creak of settling steel echoed through the night. He adjusted his position, to get a better view. He could see a few old security cameras, but they were either smashed or powered down. He counted at least three possible entry points: a broken skylight, a loading dock door that had been forced open, and a fire escape ladder leading to a side door.

He adjusted his position, crawling to a nearby skylight that had long since lost its glass. He caught a glimpse of Dani webbed up in a cocoon alongside their cousins. Nearby, the guy that had taken them was pacing back and forth, his fists crackling with blue electricity. 

But the thing that took Danny off guard… He saw more familar figures marching around the warehouse. More clones. [color=pink]“God damn it. I thought we were done with the clone nonsense.”[/color] Danny muttered to himself. He knew he had to get them out of there, but he also knew he couldn’t just rush in. This guy had already kicked his ass once. They needed a plan. 

[color=pink][i]Come on, Caty.[/i][/color] Danny thought, clenching his fists tighter. [color=pink][i]Hurry up. We don’t have much time.[/i][/color]