<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WPmxT6V.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit[Minus Helmet]<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders? [Bit of both]<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Supergirl, Stargirl</span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> He didn't know who the blond girl was. Only that she was strong enough to still stand after his heat vision, and that the S symbol on her chest made him feel strange. He also didn't know she was a Kryptonian like him, or even what a Kryptonian was. He only knew Kryptonite was bad and she had just made it airborne. <br/><br/>He hacked and wheezed, feeling like absolute shit while the green stuff circulated through his weakened system. Thankfully the amount was small enough that Stargirl's yellow sunlight bath quickly purged it from his body, and when he stood this time, with help from Vixen, he pressed down on the floor, leaving a perfect footprint dented into the marble. He was back, and getting stronger every second. He smiled at her, something about the woman who'd hit him only to immediately save his life made him feel good. He'd never felt that way before. <br/><br/>His smile turned into a furious frown, with his eyes suddenly blazing red at the sound of Stargirl's voice threatening him as she completely ignored that his skull would have exploded if he'd ever disobeyed the Wall. He'd been threatened with countless punishments even since he opened his eyes. Death being the sweetest release and slightest of Waller's twisted ideas to keep him in check. Now that he was free...? He wouldn't put up with it anymore. Thirteen vanished from sight, only to immediately reappear in her face.<br/><br/> She could feel the heat from his optics this close, but he still didn't fire. "Watch dog? <em>WATCH DOG</em>?!? I didn't <em>play</em> anything," he shouted in her face. "My entire life I've been a slave! With my chains embedded in my skull and the key to my living or dying in the hands of a sadist with a patriotic streak!!! Don't you ever threaten me again." When his eyes suddenly intensified, he fired, launching his heat vision past Stargirl and clean through the torso of a soldier who'd snuck around and into the room.<br/><br/> He was dead before his upper half hit the floor. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, and that seemed to trigger him. His first kill without being ordered to take a life. He'd done it because he felt the need. Because he knew the soldier was going to kill her. He didn't wait longer to talk to her. He simply offered a final glance back at Vixen, then rushed off, knocking a hole through the wall on his way out into the corridor. <br/><br/> No one knew what he was doing, but the booms of random explosions, and the entire building shaking every few moments made it clear he was rampaging his way throughout the entire facility. And as he went, he was striking structural pillars and load bearing walls to bring the whole place down. Finally, he made it to the control room, only to find it empty. He cried out in rage as the one thing he wanted to do, kill Waller, was now out of his grasp as she'd slipped away. "No. No. Nonononono. She can't still be out there. I have to stop her. Kill her. <em>KILL</em>...heeeeer." <br/><br/>The experiment with a number for a name fell to his knees, sobbing. His one goal. His purpose and quest to kill Waller would not happen tonight. His first taste of freedom was sullied by knowing his tormentor still walked the Earth happy and healthy. Well...he could at least do one thing. With an unearthly howl, he unleashed all of his powers at once, resulting in a whirlwind of heat, cold, and telekinetic force all striking out around him as he threw a tantrum like the most powerful toddler in existence. <br/><br/>When he was done, the room looked like it had barely survived WW3, and the extensive damage along with what he'd already done caused the facility to start collapsing in on itself. Standing there in the middle of the room, a massive console shredded and lying on it's side because of him, Thirteen finally accepted his defeat. Looking up, he bent his knees and jumped, flying up through each floor one after the other until he burst through the roof and out into freedom. The first time he wasn't up here with cameras watching his every move. <br/><br/>Seeing the ship, he paused for a moment. A part of him still hesitant to leave the only world he'd ever known. But then he decided...fuck em'. He took the steps necessary to enter the ship, then plopped down into one of the seats, strapping himself in and cradling his face in his hands. A cacophony of emotions were flooding through him, now that he was actually allowed to feel. But he knew for a fact that he was free, and his life could finally be called just that...a life. As the CADMUS facility below them rumbled and boomed with explosions and flame, a part of him smiled, knowing that one day he'd find Waller and do the exact same thing to her.<br/><br/>----Five Minutes Ago----<br/><br/>"Well <em>shit</em>." Amanda's eyes darted from screen to screen as she took note of everything happening to her soldiers, gnomes, elves...her Thirteen. Too many variables. Too many heroes. Too many unknowns all at once for them to mount a reasonable offensive, and then, the unspeakable happened. The little coco brown bitch in the jumpsuit somehow removed his bomb. <br/><br/>She wasn't sure how, but one moment it was fine, and then the next she was gone and the monitor suddenly read that the bomb was active, but no longer attached. After that, the girl with Superman's crest destroyed it, and Waller confirmed it by the lime green dust cloud produced from the crushed Kryptonite shard inside. "Active full retreat. Everybody who can, follow protocol and go to your designated safehouses. <br/><br/>There will already be instructions waiting, and you are to remain dark and offgrid until someone from management or Quality Assurance contacts you. Now run! Before Thirteen wakes up and slaughters this whole building!!" Waller wasn't one to just talk, and she damn sure wasn't going to go down with this ship. Picking up her personal pistol, and checking the magazine of kryptonite rounds she always kept in her purse, she sauntered out of the control room and to her office, where she wiped her computer, then made a call. "The facility is lost. As is Thirteen. His control chip has been removed. We've got all pertinent data saved though. Now get me the hell outta here." In the next moment, a metahuman teleported into her room, grabbed her by the shoulder, and in the next moment, they were gone without a trace.<br/></span><br/>