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When Benji was asked who else he would turn to for help he had to hold back a laugh, he'd taken care of himself for years and he would never expect Edge or anyone else to help him. He'd gotten on the bus out of personal curiosity and the convince of a quick get away and he didn't want someone else to rescue him or find him some kind of supernatural wildlife sanctuary. He certainly didn't believe they were helping supernaturals without getting something in return. “You claim that you're all about helping supernaturals and I might believe that but don't try and tell me you get nothing for it, maybe not money but at the very least you've got a large group of people with power who owe you favors. People don't do go good without getting something in return.” He said as he finished his scotch. “I'm sure Edge has it's own motives as well, but I have to say seeing them take on the scientists at the theater was inspiring, at least someone's not afraid to take stand and fight back. Doesn't mean I trust 'em anymore than I trust you guys but I probably wouldn't turn down the chance to cause the scientists some pain.” He added. Willa's point about gathering supernaturals in a secluded place wasn't the safest plan made sense.

“I'm sure they've got tech that could help them find your cave, and all it would take is one weak link your organization for them to have an idea where to look. They've got resources and money like you wouldn't believe and I'm sure they could successfully raid any place they wanted. As much as I hate living in crowded cities it's easy to be anonymous in crowd. I also don't care to be the newest pet in a supernatural wildlife sanctuary, I need the chance for fight in my life.” Benji said, thinking the situation through as he spoke. If he hadn't been drinking and smelling the strong scotch he might have noticed the new scent in the air but he didn't and was caught off guard when a woman , clearly supernatural, appeared sitting next to them.

“It's not very polite to sneak up on people like that, you've made our buddy here spill his drink. Wasting good scotch like that is a terrible thing.” Benji said dryly. “Cool trick though, you saying we should expect trouble from your sister?” He said, slightly interested. He eyed the sleeping dragon and didn't think he looked that heavy to move but maybe he was heavier than he looked. He figured if they all grabbed a limb they could probably move him, both Willa and himself were pretty strong. He eyed the trident she carried and though it was a strange choice. “Interesting weapon you got there, going fishing?”

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“I get a new lab coat?” Charlie repeated with mild excitement. He had almost let himself become completely lost in the excitement of a promotion when Mr. Right asked if he wanted to watch him “in action.” Charlie assumed that meant watch some kind of extraction and that made him a bit more nervous. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought it was, Right seemed nice enough maybe he was so good at his extractions it didn't bother the supernaturals. He didn't truly by that for a second, but he wanted to accept this job more than he had ever wanted anything, so kept lying to himself and ignoring the voice of reason and ethics in the back of his head. He had never wanted anything more than he wanted to be a real scientist doing real research that could make a difference in the world. “Yeah, I've got time I'd love to see what you can do.” Charlie said and as the words left his mouth he felt a hint of nausea in the pit of his stomach and he knew he was going to regret those words.

He started to followed Right out of the office and immediately met a woman, Maren, who introduced herself as his new secretary. “Cool, nice to meet you.” He said shaking her hand and flashing a friendly grin. He noticed that she dressed a bit unconventionally. He was guessing that she was the one he'd heard a few of his other co-works gossiping about how she was into witch stuff. Not like actual supernatural stuff but Wicca. That didn't bother Charlie, his folks had raised him not to judge people by their religions. He wasn't completely conventional himself and he liked people who were as well, it made things more interesting.“Feel free to call me Charlie.” He added as he continued to follow Mr. Right. He thought he saw Dr. Silas heading their way and was going to ask Right to introduce him to the brilliant doctor when a loud alarm started going off.

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Benji eyed the men, Albert and Simon, suspiciously at the mention of a mad woman and an underground forest. Was the supernatural underground actually underground? He sighed, it probably was. “You wouldn’t happen to be part of the Supernatural Underground would you?” He asked guessing that he had already met the mad woman they had referred to and was not looking forward to another meeting with her. It wasn’t very shocking to hear her brain might be fried from a psychoactive drug; that would explain a bit of her craziness.

He accepted the cup of scotch Simon handed out, “Thanks,” he said. Paon had taken a drink as well and almost immediately passed out. Benji sniffed his drink before he drank from it but it smelled only of scotch and if it was spiked with anything he didn’t detect it. He guessed the dragon couldn’t hold his liquor, at least not after having his shoulder impaled. He took a long drink of about half the cup and nodded in approval, it was good scotch. “Anyway if you are Supernatural Underground I might have already had a run in with your leader; we didn’t get along.” He said calmly as he drank another mouthful of scotch. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to go to Alaska, it sounded like a good place, but if Willa wasn’t going he probably wouldn’t either, it was nice to have a friend around and he didn’t feel like giving that up just yet. He glanced her way hoping to get some inclination of how she felt about these strangers. If they were with the Underground he wasn't sure he could trust them and the thought of going somewhere completely new with strangers he couldn't completely trust seemed like a bad plan.

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“Right, Fae, I wasn’t completely sure so I didn’t want to insult you if you weren’t.” Charlie said, he was left more curious than satisfied by Mr. Right’s answer. Did he mean he was a one of a kind sort of Fae and that’s why his kind happily help Dr. McConnel or that most of the supernaturals were happy to help? Yeah, the supernaturals are all very happy to be caged and harvested. Who wouldn’t like that, what an honor to become the next frivolous product? Was Mr. Right lying, or maybe just twisting the truth, because they wanted him to accept the offer. He liked that thought, they really wanted to work with him, and he felt validated as scientist. He also liked hearing he wouldn’t have to go near the Wendigo, Charlie had seen it once in person and a few times in his nightmares. He wouldn’t have to collect, as the Fae put it, anymore which would make this a lot easier maybe he could live with it, if the work was worthy. They way Mr. Right explained everything was very persuasive and Charlie was starting to see the situation in a new light.

He could leave now, quit, try and find work at another, less intense lab and maybe get away from all this supernatural stuff. Doing that wouldn’t have any effect on what was going on here, what would continue to go on with or without him. If he stayed he could focus his research on something even more worthy, more military equipment to help protect soldiers or maybe even some medical research. These experiments were going to continue with or without him, he might as well focus it towards something good. All it takes to buy your soul is a nice office and a raise? Charlie ignored that thought, he didn’t believe in souls anyhow. He could do good here, he was sure of it now, he just needed to focus on the science and let the rest fall away. His quitting wouldn't make a difference, he couldn’t bring down the labs and he wasn’t going to go around setting potentially dangerous supernaturals free.

“You’re right, dude, I’m convinced. I mean if I turned down an offer this amazing, well I wouldn’t be anywhere as clever as you all think I am right? I’d have to be fool, I mean an office and the chance to focus completely on my work, so how can I say no? I do have one more question. Are there any dress code rules for this level? Any fascist prohibitions on hats in the office?” Charlie asked his last question mostly as a joke. He had convinced himself to accept the offer and that annoying voice in the back of his head had seemed to give up for now but something still felt wrong. Maybe it was the unsettling way Mr. Right’s eyes pierced right through him. It was like the guy was studying him, like he was subject to be studied rather than the scientist.

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There was the dragon a year ago, three up the behind and ten in the spine.

@Orlan

poor dragon, what a way to go

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Benji kept a tight grip on the skirt end of the makeshift rope Willa had handed him and helped lower he down, letting go once she was safely at the bottom. The fact there were spikes at the bottom made him wonder if this was some kind of trap, it seemed like a lot work to be an animal trap. He half-shifted, his claws were shorter but this way was quicker and he didn’t want to leave Willa down there alone in case there were more people down there than he thought. He jumped from one side of the hole to the other side digging his claws deep into the dirt and sliding down the side. He slowed himself down some with his feet and just before he reached the bottom he jumped from the side onto the small platform that had just pulled up near the entrance of the hole.

Benji sized up the three men, one of them was injured and he had the same scent they had tracked here so Benji assumed he was the dragon. The other two men, Simon and Albert, looked and smelled human, though many supernaturals did as well. Paon did not look like he was being held against his will and one the men seemed to be helping the dragon with his wound. “Found your friend then?” He said to Willa as he shifted back to his human appearance. He brushed off the dirt from his hands and kept alert in case there were more people in tunnels, hiding for an ambush of something. “What’s with all the spikes? You guys setting traps to catch something?” He asked with suspicion and not bothering to hide his distrust.

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Charlie shook Mr. Right’s hand and smiled. “Nice to meet you.” He said. He liked the sound of this guy doing the collecting, at his level they collected a lot of the easier to get samples like blood or extremities such as wings. Maybe if he didn’t have to interact act directly with the specimens it would be easier. Specimens? You mean sentient, practically human beings that would be tortured and killed for your research. His conscience wasn’t going to let him off the hook.

The thought of his own office was very tempting, working in a cubicle with so many others close by was distracting. His own office, with people who worked beneath him and he could have them bring him coffee or lunch like an actual successful person. This was basically everything he’d wanted for most of his life actually being offered to him. All you’d have to do is make a deal with the devil. Charlie was relieved when Eric had to leave, hopefully it meant he’d have some time to think things over.

“So, you’re supernatural right? How do you feel about all this, I mean you’re kind understands this is for the greater good?” He asked phrasing his question in way that hopefully wouldn’t sound suspicious. He was glad Eric had allowed him to meet Mr. Right as he had a few questions and asking a supernatural who worked with the scientists could help answer some of them. “Also I wouldn’t have to go near the Wendigo right? I get that it’s a very environmentally friendly way to dispose of biological waste but honestly that thing gives me the wiggins.” He said as he looked around the office and tried out the chair. It was a nice office chair, leather and spun around, very comfortable.

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Benji followed Willa through the woods keeping his ears and nose alert for any signs of danger. They headed back to a clearing and from there to a fairly large hole in the ground. He caught a scent that reminded him of the air after lightning struck, and guessed that it belonged to the dragon. Fresh tracks clearly lead to the hole in the ground and when Willa asked if he’d caught the scent he nodded. “Someone from that clearing definitely fell down this hole, probably Paon.” He agreed. Benji laid down on the ground and starred down, he couldn’t see the bottom but he could hear faint voices from below. He couldn’t make out what they were saying but it didn’t sound like there were many of them.

“Sounds like there are only a few people down there, at least that I can hear.” He said standing back. “Could be you friend is still down there, the scent’s still strong. You wanna check it out or I could go alone and check it out or we could holler at ‘em and see what happens.” He suggested. Paon could be trouble and while he didn’t know the guy himself if he was a friend of Willa’s then Benji trusted this dragon must be good people. He didn’t want to leave a fellow supernatural stuck at the bottom of some hole even if going down there blind probably wasn’t the smartest plan. He could probably climb down the side with his claws if he went full werewolf, at least he’d be able to see what he was getting into before hitting the bottom in case it was some kind of trap. Of course there was always the chance that the side wasn’t as sturdy as it looked and he could end up falling anyway.

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Charlie hoped he hadn’t offended the Dr. McConnel with his earlier statement. “I didn’t mean to imply that this job hindered me at all, sir. I wouldn’t be anywhere without this job, and I appreciate every opportunity I’ve had here. I just meant I wouldn’t want to accept such an important position if I couldn’t be properly committed. I’d love a tour though, I’m sure whatever high tech equipment you have at the top levels will do a lot to convince me.” Charlie said, relaxing a bit the more he talked to Eric, the head scientists didn’t seem nearly as scary as some of the others made him out to be. Maybe the information they had at the higher levels would prove that his earlier assessment of what went on here was wrong. He was a man of science after all, shouldn’t he keep an open mind, try and get all the information he could before decided? You’re being seduced by the dark side. His inner voice told him, and Charlie wished he could turn his conscience off every now and then. A lot of people in the labs were freaked out by Mr. Right and Charlie’s curiosity was dying to know what he was all about.

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@BlackPantherHappy Birthday

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Benji had survived by constantly moving from place to place for the last several years, never staying anywhere long enough to put down roots or to have relationships with others. He didn’t really trust anyone anymore, even other supernaturals. He’d been betrayed by one he considered a friend before, a whole group of close friends sold out by one of their own to the scientists and he didn’t want end up captured and caged. For the last several years survival had meant being alone, never trusting anyone and never staying in the same place or around the same people for very long. Benji was instinctively a pack animal though, and surviving the way he had was difficult for him. Most of the time he was so focused on just surviving that he was able to ignore the loneliness that came with it but when Willa hugged him he felt bonded to another for the first time in years. She had taken him by surprise with the sudden acceptance and took him a couple seconds to allow himself to relax and let his guard down.

“I missed you too.” Benji said as hugged her back. “You’ve got nothing to apologize for, I’m sorry for being a stubborn hot headed jackass all the time and always trying to start fights just for the fun of it. It was my fault, but that’s the past and I’m just happy to have found my best friend again.” He said smiling. Willa was one of only a handful of people in the world he genuinely trusted and it didn’t really matter how long it had been or how often they fought he doubted there was anything that could destroy his friendship.

“So did you just imply that you rode here on a dragon? Like a giant fire breathing lizard or more like Falkor? Anyway I think we should find your companions, because I’m completely jealous you got to hang out with a dragon and I got kidnapped by a crazy old lady.” He said joking around, instantly feeling more comfortable around Willa than he was with anyone else. He pulled away from her hug and ruffled her hair. “I need some of that luck of the Irish, because my luck is terrible.” He joked. “I was at the old theater when some kind of crazy battle went down, got picked up by some of the Underground’s buses, then they scanned us and took blood samples and took us to forest. Next thing I know they’re shooting off a firework and planning to use some of us as decoys. There was a bizarre old woman, human not even supernatural, ordering everyone around so I got the hell out of there. Anyway you remember which way you last saw them?”

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Charlie watched Dr. McConnel wide eyed as he followed him, he was more than a bit awestruck. When the head scientist said he was impressed by Charlie’s work and wanted him to work with him he nearly tripped over his own feet. “You want me to work with you?” He said finding that piece of information just as shocking when he said it himself. “Thank you. Sir, that would be an honor, I mean I’ve read everything you’ve ever published, I think you’re completely brilliant.” He said agreeing before he really started to realize what was going on. More work at a higher level will mean basically torturing more supernaturals, using them from experiments and ingredients. He thought about it more. Maybe it could be like when he first had to use lab animals, he felt bad about experimenting on them but he’d mostly gotten over it, sort of. You sick motherfrakker you’re like those evil Nazi doctors torturing people and calling it science. His conscience practically shouted into his brain. You really think you can live with this, the lab animals here get better treatment. “The only thing is I just started working towards getting my PhD and the course work is pretty intense, as much as I love working here I don’t if I could handle much more.” He said and technically this was a truthful statement, not the whole truth but maybe he could buy some time to figure out the right move.

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Benji headed deeper into the forest with the woman and further away from the woman’s lackeys. He also had no intention of getting on a crowded bus again, not when he was already in a forest. He was at home in a forest; fresh air, space to run, things to eat and way more trees than people which is how he preferred things. “I don’t take orders, certainly not from humans who seem to be a bit off their rockers. If using us as decoy’s is what your about than I don’t need to know anymore. Scientists use us as ingredients and it sounds like you want to use us too. I’m not a thing, I won’t be used like one.” He said his piece in a quiet but stern voice, he didn’t want to lose his temper but he wasn’t backing down on this. “Thanks for the ride, but I think I’ll be on way.” Benji said as he left the woman and headed deeper into the woods.

There was a shift in the wind and slight but noticeable scent was now in the air. This new scent caused Benji to pause, this was familiar, but something he could quiet place. He headed closer to the scent as it invoked in him happier memories, and he inhaled deeply trying to get a stronger sense of the smell. Suddenly the exact memories that scent was tied to hit him and he smiled, Willa. What were the chances that they’d both be in the same forest, at the same time? Hell if he hadn’t caught her scent he wouldn’t have believed it, but he trusted his sense of smell more than any other. He headed towards the scent and even when he was close enough that he should be able to see her, he could not.

“You wouldn’t be hiding from me, now, would you Red?” He asked grinning. He didn’t call her by name, he knew how she felt about staying hidden and with others roaming the woods he didn’t want to blow her identity or anything. He hadn’t felt this happy in a long time, he hadn’t seen his friend in years, hadn’t even known if she was alive, but now he knew. He wondered if she was still mad at him, they hadn’t been on the best of terms when they lost touch but he couldn’t imagine she’d stayed mad all these years.

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@Wick
I love that XD

Wonder what products satyr would be used for? Hmmmm

Would be fun

@BlackPanther

Sounds like The Scientists could put Viagra out of buisness

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Benji had, for the most part, followed the instructions given to him by The Underground but hearing that they wanted them to be used as decoys was too far. He saw many of the supernaturals board the bus as they were told, most of them probably too scared or confused to know what was going on after the mess at the theater. A handful of them stayed back not sure what they wanted to do but Benji wasn’t about to let himself be used as a decoy or bait by some group he’d never heard of and lead by people he neither knew or trusted.

“How about no, I’m not letting some insane grandma use me as a decoy for whatever harebrained scheme you guys are up to. I have no idea what you’re really about, what this plan is and I have no reason to trust you. You say you’re about helping supernaturals but as soon we’re on these buses you go around making demands, taking blood samples and scans, keeping us all in the dark about just about everything. I’m not jumping through anymore f***ing hoops for you people.” Benji half said, half shouted finally having enough of a stranger barking orders at him. “I don’t know you and I’m not risking my life for the promise of free bottle of booze.”
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Charlie had made it all the way to his car before his phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He sighed instantly knowing it was going to be work, he should’ve know he wasn’t really going to get to go home early. He grabbed the phone from his pocket and checked the screen; it was Dr. Harris all right.

“Hey boss.” He said, answering the phone and walking back instinctively towards the building.

“Charlie-boy, I know I said you could take the rest of the day of but I’ve got some great news for you!” Harris said sounding genuinely excited. “Dr. McConnel would like to meet with you, nothing bad, in fact I heard he was impressed with your work.”

“Dr. McConnel wants to meet with me?” Charlie repeated back surprised. He felt his heart beat quicken with genuine excitement. His thoughts about morality vanished when he thought about having a meeting with one of his scientific heroes. He shoved his hat halfway into his pocket and jogged back inside.

“That’s what I said Kid, good luck.” His boss said before hanging up. Charlie showed his employee badge to Dr. McConnel’s secretary.

“He’s expecting you, go on in.” She said nodding. Charlie entered Eric’s office and stood awkwardly near the desk not sure if he should take a seat or not. He shifted his weight feeling nervous and excited.

“Hi, Dr. McConnel, sir, they said you wanted to see me?” Charlie said.