Part 3: Infiltration

Arm in arm, Peter and I strolled right into a highly protected building without any troubles. Thanks to my ability, we were able to get pass anyone who questioned us. With Peter at my side, I felt almost invincible. It was a nice feeling.

But I was still noticing his agitation and slight nervousness. He knew something I didn't, which in turn made me nervous.

When we stopped in a elevator, he pulled away from me and pressed a floor number. Next thing I knew, we were descending.

And descending.

Still descending.

I sighed and rested against the shaking wall. Peter glanced at me but chose not to speak until we could physically feel the elevator slowing down.

"Stay by the elevator, and wait for me to come back. If anyone comes, well... do what you have to," he said and the doors slid open.

I was about to argue but he was already running away. I thought about going after him after hearing gun shots and yelling but decided to just do what he asked me to. I stood as casually as I could next to the elevator buttons.

My breath quickened as a large man dressed in black armor ran towards me.

"You're sick!" He screamed but I barely heard it.

I hardly had time to dodge as his fist went clean through the wall into the elevator buttons behind me.

"You're a disease!"

He swung around much quicker than I expected and his elbow caught my nose.

I screeched in pain and stumbled to the floor; blood already staining my shirt.

His large fingers reached down and grasped my blood-soaked shirt. He jerked me up and threw me against a wall. I slid numbly to the floor.

"I am your cure!" He screamed and brought his fist down.

I expected the pain of my skull crushing, but instead, I felt an almost pleasant breeze and heard the sound of something large falling to the ground.

The man had fallen to the floor, unmoving.

"Well, okay," I mumbled and experimentally poked him. After he didn't budge I pulled his armor apart and checked his pulse as good as I could.

Nothing.

"Dead?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and wiped the drying blood from my lip. He seemed fine just a few seconds ago so why would he suddenly collapse?

"Amazing, ya?"

I spun around at the heavily accented voice but was stopped as I was pushed against the wall. A firm but slim hand squeezed my throat and I choked.

I met the sight of an attractive woman. She seemed like she was around 40, with short blonde hair and still-sharp blue eyes. Her full lips pulled up in a smirk as her grip tightened on my neck.

"That's my gift. I take life. I could take life from you right now if I wanted," she purred in a thick German accent. I grabbed her hands and attempted to pull her away but couldn't.

She chuckled and released me. I slid to the ground, coughing.

Color soon rose back into my cheeks.

I looked up, but she was gone, and Peter and another man were scrambling towards me. Peter was practically carrying the other man, as he was bleeding heavily.

It was then I noticed the blaring sirens and the increasing loud guns shots and yelling.

"Peter!" I could barely talk.

I looked back at the elevator, and remembered the armored man had destroyed the buttons.

"We have to find another way!" I said as Peter came in front of me. I reached over and pulled the man's other arm over my shoulder.

Peter was gasping and red stained his jacket. I assumed it was this man's blood.

"Labs-" the man sputtered out.

Peter glanced at me.

"I saw a door. This way," he said.

As quickly as we could with the injured man, we made our way back toward where Peter and the man came from. Shouts could be heard from just around the corner and I looked at Peter worriedly.

He pushed a door open and the man and me stumbled inside. Right as Peter closed the door, shouts and the sound of stampeding feet could be heard going pass.

The man slumped against a table and I kneeled down by him and smiled.

"I'm (Y/n)," I said. He barely nodded as his eyes closed droopily.

"Hey I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake until we get out of here," I said softly to him. He groaned in an annoyed fashion so I pinched his cheek. His eyes opened just enough to glare at me and they stayed open, so I turned towards Peter who was watching the door. He gave me an obviously fake smile before turning his attention back to the door.

"I'll find something we can use to get out of here," he barely nodded.

This mission was really making him tense.

After a few minutes of searching the lab room, and finding some pretty weird stuff, I finally found something that could help us get out of here.

"Peter!" I called. He startled and I smiled widely at him.

"We're getting out of here!"

We both helped Matt up, who was grumbling the whole time, and stopped before a shoot that led who knows where.

"I'm guessing they use it as a garbage shoot or something but we'll just have to find out. I'll go first to check it out and call up if it's okay," I said.

Peter seemed pleased at my words and new found confidence.

Wiggling into the medium-sized metallic shoot, I slid down in the dark. I braced myself but landed pleasantly in mush and gush. Just as I expected, garbage. It was walled off in an underground parking garage. I called up to Peter and soon the injured man came sliding down.

I helped him out of the garbage pile and we both waited for Peter.

But he didn't come.

I set the man up and climbed back into the smelly, gross garbage. I stuck my head into the garbage shoot and listened.

I heard yelling.

Wait, that was my name.

"Get Matt out of here (Y/n)! Hurry!"

His screams urged me back to the man I now knew was named Matt.

He slumped against me and we ran away from there. I couldn't help but feel awful about Peter.

I could have done more to save him. He should have gone first, and I should have gone last.

I looked at the dozy Matt and grimaced. Where was I supposed to even take him? I have no idea where the others are. They never really told me anything so I was going in blind, relying on Peter to lead me. I had no one now.

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This one is almost 600 words longer than the last! I'm getting better at this!

In the next chapter, we connect with Matt a bit deeper. 😋😋 or maybe we'll delve deeper into the readers backstory 🤔

Pictured in the media is The German Woman, as portrayed by Diane Kruger!