Inside the prison.
Diego lay on his bunk. Sweat soaked his face. His heart pounded hard enough to hurt. In his right hand, he gripped a sharp shard he'd broken off the toilet earlier. He waited for Todor to move.
He's late…
Did they send more guards?
Or did he fail to cut the power…?
Every second stretched. His anxiety climbed. He kept checking the clock on the wall again and again—
Then suddenly—
Distant chaos.
It was coming from Todor's corridor.
Diego rushed to the cell door, gripping the bars, straining to see. The noise grew louder—
Then Todor burst into his wing.
"Todor! Todor! I'm here!" Diego shouted.
Todor sprinted toward him, breathless. "I did it!… Where's the grid here?"
"It's over there—corner of that wall. Put a chair up or something. Cut every wire you see."
Todor didn't waste a second. He ran back into the wrecked corridor to grab something.
Diego waited—
Then the alarm blared.
A little late.
Diego smirked. "Looks like their emergency system lagged… perfect. That works for us."
Yellow lights flashed through every hallway.
"Malfunction! Malfunction! Malfunction!"
Todor came back with a chair. He climbed up, opened the panel high on the wall, and started cutting wires. Sparks exploded with every slice. One wrong move and he'd fry.
---
Control Room
Guards panicked.
The prison supervisor stormed in. "What's happening?!"
"Wing D is offline. Now we've lost Wing E too."
A guard monitoring cameras pointed at the screen. "Sir—look!"
Footage showed Todor faking unconsciousness. When a guard stepped inside to check on him—
Todor stabbed him in the neck with something small and sharp.
The guard collapsed. Blood pooled on the floor.
Todor grabbed the man's chair, rushed to the wall panel, ripped it open, and cut the wires. Every cell in Wing D unlocked. Lights died. Cameras went black.
The monitor swallowed hard. "He did the same thing in Wing E. He's heading for the other wings now."
The supervisor slammed the table. "Why was the alarm delayed?!"
"I—I don't know, sir. Maybe the system flagged it as maintenance like before…"
"Damn it! That bastard! And how does he know our grid routes?!"
He turned sharply. "Seal off Wings D and E before this spreads. Move!"
Guards rushed to the armory.
Blue riot vests. Helmets. Shields. Electric batons.
They formed up in tight lines and marched.
---
Meanwhile—
Diego sprinted toward Wing A. Todor right behind him.
"You sure this is the way?" Todor shouted.
"Yeah. The wings are alphabetical. A's at the deepest point."
Prisoners were smashing things. Running wild.
When they hit Wing B—
The riot squad was already there.
Shields locked. Formation tight.
Diego froze for half a second. "Damn it—they're here!"
Before he could step back, Todor roared, and his friends behind him joined in.
"CHARGE!!!"
They crashed into each other.
Orange jumpsuits against blue armor.
Screams. Sparks. Chaos.
Chairs flew. Batons crackled nonstop. Bodies dropped on both sides.
Through the madness, Todor spotted Diego forcing his way toward Wing A.
"Guys! We need to get him through!"
Diego muttered under his breath as he pushed forward, "I have to hurry… before reinforcements arrive."
He reached Wing A's door.
Locked. Manual lock. Solid.
---
Control Room
The supervisor slammed his fist down.
"They're trying to free the mutants now!"
"Send an intervention squad immediately!"
"And why hasn't the backup system activated yet?!"
"We don't control it, sir. It only triggers automatically if Wing A itself is breached."
A special squad armed with rubber-bullet rifles deployed.
They tore through the other wings, dropping prisoners fast. Moving straight toward Wing A.
---
Diego slammed his shoulder into the door. "Damn it… I hope their cells aren't sealed like this too."
Todor and the others arrived.
"Hey! Forgot about me?" Todor said. "Problem?"
"This door's keyed. Not like the others."
Todor cracked his neck. "We'll break it. Doesn't look that tough."
They took turns slamming it.
Each hit shook it harder.
"Faster!" Diego yelled, panic rising. "Before they regain control!"
Then one of Todor's friends—a heavyset Black inmate—charged in screaming and slammed full force into the door.
It ripped off its hinges.
He collapsed from the impact.
"Damn," Todor muttered as they rushed inside. "That was a hit."
---
Wing A was silent.
"Why isn't the alarm sounding here?!"Todor, puzzled.
"They've got a special system for this wing. It's only for mutants."Diego, tense.
"What do you mean?"Todor, uneasy.
"It's separate from the other wings… isolated grid. Still wired, though. I just need to find the network."Diego.
The corridor was different.
The cells weren't cells.
They looked like interrogation rooms—no doors. Just glass.
Thick. Harder than steel. Soundproof. Visual barrier.
Inside walls padded white—soft-looking, but impossible to break.
Five rooms.
Diego moved carefully, reading ID tags beside each.
Kaz Blaze – 20 – Flame Manipulation.
Porche – 25 – Crow Control.
Grimm – 31 – Crocodile Transformation.
Killey Silva – 27 – Black Wasp Transformation.
Then—
The fifth room.
He froze.
Samir And Dalala.
They're mutants… I've seen them before…
He turned to Todor. "Looks like they only keep a few mutants here. Just six."
"There are more?"
"Yeah. Plenty more I saw before. They're not here."
Footsteps echoed.
Todor glanced back. "Doesn't matter. Free them. Now."
Diego looked up.
The grid panel—
On the ceiling.
"Boost me up! Now!"
Todor lifted him.
"You see it?"
"Yeah!"
"Then cut everything!"
Diego opened the ceiling panel and started slicing wires with his metal shard.
Each cut sent violent sparks snapping inches from his face.
"Hurry!" Todor barked.
"I'm trying! These wires shock every time I cut them!"
"Don't be a coward! Move!"
Three wires.
Power cut.
The glass doors began sliding open in darkness—
Then—
"WARNING. SYSTEM BREACH. WARNING. SYSTEM BREACH."
Red lights flooded Wing A.
Heavy iron doors slammed shut over every exit.
Diego whispered, "Oh God… we're dead."
---
Control Room
The supervisor trembled as mutant cell feeds showed open.
"They'll kill me… Victor will kill me…"
Suddenly—
A massive burst of flame erupted from Kaz's room, lighting the corridor.
Todor's friends fled in terror.
"You think we're safe with them?" Todor whispered.
"They won't hurt us. We just freed them."Diego
Samir stepped out cautiously. Dalala behind him.
"Brother… what's happening?" Dalala asked.
"No idea. Looks like a breakout. Stay behind me."
Porche stepped out next. Side-shaved hair. Crow tattoo on his neck. Half amused.
"Pretty sure this isn't lunch time," he joked.
Kaz walked out, long hair, faint beard. Flames danced in his hands. Crooked grin.
"Breakout? What a day."
Diego and Todor stared, stunned.
Silence.
Mutants studying each other.
"Was it a malfunction," Porche asked, "or did someone free us?"
"Doesn't matter," Kaz said coldly. "Time to teach these failures a lesson."
Samir pointed at Diego and Todor. "You two opened the rooms?"
"Yeah," Diego said. "We have to work together if we're getting out of here."
Drones flew into Wing A.
They fired tranquilizer darts and gas.
Todor's friends dropped one by one in other corridors.
Kaz blasted several drones from the air.
"Send better toys!" he roared. "These electronic insects are trash!"
"Grilled drone," Porche laughed.
Samir stepped toward the iron exit door.
"I'll open it."
He unleashed sonic waves from his mouth.
The metal bent—but didn't fall.
"Let me help," Dalala said.
"When I release the next wave—sneeze three seconds after."samir
He fired again.
Three explosive sneezes.
The door shattered.
---
Behind it—
A wall of riot guards.
Shields locked. Guns ready between them.
Todor swallowed. "Damn… now we're finished."
Kaz stepped forward, flames raging.
"Finished? They're nothing."
"Stay behind me," Samir told Dalala.
"You want to play with fire?" Kaz smirked. "Fine."
He unleashed an inferno.
The shields didn't budge.
Then—
Grimm burst from his room.
Half-man. Half-crocodile.
He charged like a monster.
He tore through the first line. Ripped heads from bodies. Rubber bullets bounced off his scales like toys.
"Wow," Porche muttered. "The beast finally woke up."
His eyes turned completely black.
"…Damn."
"What?" Diego asked.
"What do you see?" Todor pressed.
"We're in a prison… in the middle of nowhere."porche
"How do you know?"Diego
"I see through the crows' eyes. I'll scout the entrance."porche
"Good. Let's move!" Todor urged.
---
Chaos swallowed the prison.
Kaz burned everything in sight, laughing.
"More! Who wants to join the barbecue?!"
Grimm rampaged through another corridor—attacking guards and prisoners alike.
Samir blasted open gates. Behind him moved Diego, Todor, Porche, Dalalla.
"Right way?" Samir asked.
"Yes. Big yard ahead," Porche said.
They turned a corner—
Intervention squad.
A soldier stunned Samir from behind. He dropped.
Porche took rubber rounds from distance.
Two guards tackled Diego.
In the control room, the supervisor shook. "Grab that one! He's the mastermind!"
Todor struck from behind, knocking one guard out.
Dalala sneezed, blasting two more off Samir.
"Don't lose control again!" the supervisor screamed.
He grabbed the mic.
"Use live ammunition! Stop them at all costs!"
Suddenly—
The iron control room door began bending inward.
"What is that?!" a monitor gasped.
"It's the crocodile… he's here…"
The door exploded inward.
Grimm stood there. Covered in blood. Holding someone's severed leg.
"My God…" the supervisor.
Screams filled the room.
Grimm tore them apart.
Elsewhere—
Kaz laughed as flames consumed bodies.
"Yeah! Scream! Now you'll taste fear!"
---
Todor and Diego searched for Samir and Porche—
Gunshots.
Three live rounds slammed into Todor's chest.
He fell.
Diego froze.
"No! No! No! Stay with me! Please! It'll be okay!"
Todor coughed blood. "Go… it's too late. Save yourself."
"Don't say that. We leave together. That was the plan."
Todor smiled faintly.
"Be free… for me. I… don't deserve freedom anyway…"
His breath stopped.
Diego went still.
A rifle pressed against the back of his head.
His eyes widened. His body trembled. He still held Todor's head in his hands.
The guard pulled the trigger—
A blur.
A giant buzzing sound!.
Killey—in black wasp form—stung the guard.
"What? Can't move?" she mocked.
"Relax. My sting's not lethal. Just paralyzing."
She glanced around, antennae twitching.
"You're lucky. I usually prefer fresh protein."
She turned to Diego.
"You freed us. Climb on my back. We're leaving."
He hesitated.
She was terrifying.
But he climbed on.
"Call it payback," she said.
She flew fast through burning corridors.
Kaz's flames lit the halls. Red lights flashed. Prisoners ran wild. Some guards still crawled wounded.
A massive flock of crows stormed through the air—attacking guards—from one direction.
"That's Porche!" Diego shouted. "His crows are coming from outside!"
"I know," Killey said.
They followed the swarm.
The main gate was destroyed—blown apart by Samir's sonic waves.
Sniper corpses burned atop the walls.
Killey landed outside and set Diego down.
"Ride's over, stranger. Take care of yourself."
"Thank you."
Diego ran alone into a dense forest.
He climbed a hill.
Turned back one last time.
The prison burned in the distance. Sirens wailed.
Fire reflected in his eyes.
"I won't leave you, Victor. I'll expose your corruption."