The strain on TK's jaw was near unbearable. She had been gagged with the stifling form of a gag for two hours now, and above a steaming hot tub of acid, which made everything worse. "Mpghhph...." She mumbled before going on a long rant of muffled cursed at her current situation. The big red ball and large amounts of tape did her no justice. The gorgeous tigress glanced about the room, her emerald eyes filled rage.

She sighed in the gag taking in the fact that these robots would not leave, and didn't plan on it. TK watched as Mac left a tape recorder of some sort ten feet away from the giant tub of doom. TK quirked a brow just before she shouted her defiant muffled language at the rat. Mac's ears perked slightly, and TK could hear a small chuckle rise from his throat before he left. So, now the poor tigress was left alone with these pieces of junk. She gave some more muffled grunts and tugs at her bonds, only because it was now just second nature. If she did break loose she'd surely fall into the tub, and well, yeah that's just not very good at all is it?

Time seemed to pass at three times slower than its normal rate for the tigress. Her ever burning pride was still ablaze as it always should be, but she felt a bit weak. The heat was just too much to bare, and hanging like so with the type of gag, and being bound with chains was annoying beyond belief! Eventually though, her mind could be at ease....

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“God damn mother f-” Deck contained himself by restraining an unpleasant cursing spree as he approached a place of former nightmares. His eyes gazed upon the dark warehouse. The cougar was clad in his clothes from earlier except this time with a bullet proof vest, and a FN F2000 slung across his back, a short sword at his left side, and a desert eagle on his belt on the right. Sometimes swords could be very useful believe it or not!

He gave a sigh. His nightmare would be relived wouldn’t it? Though, he’d never shoot TK. He’d rather shoot himself. In fact, if he could go back and time, that’s what he would’ve done instead of being forced to shoot his mother.  Upon approaching the damnation of a building, Deck could vividly see a hallucination of his younger self weeping pitifully next to the door.
“Poor kid,” Deck mumbled grasping the handle with a gloved hand...


TK’s ears rose and her emerald eyes widened. They locked on Deck, then to the robot sentries which were gone?! TK blinked rapidly trying to register what exactly happened. They were literally there a second ago! “Mpggghghhg Dmpgh!” She yelled frantically through her gag. The last thing she needed was her friend getting killed by some dang robots!

Deck gasped and sprinted over to her. "Hang on TK! I'll get you down, promise!" He responded, grunting in frustration. The last thing he wanted was the girl of his dreams to be fried tigress.
He hesitated though. His right brow rose suspiciously at the small video recorder. Mac wanted to fuck with his head, not kill him right? Sighing, Deck pressed the play button.

"Why, hello Deck. It is Mac obviously, but from here on out you may call me Hakkar. It is a shame isn't it? The poor beautiful tigress will lower into the acid and be a skeleton, while you will die from my sentries. Oh, by the way, you activated the chain with the play button. Now, have fun and 'play' nice." The rat's voice mimicked.

TK's eyes widened as she felt herself slowly lower. " Dmphk!" She roared into her gag. It wasn't that fact that she was being lowered to her death that scared her. Oh no, she'd been in worse, and now she was sure she'd get out as long as Deck lived. Only problem was, he wasn't going to live if he didn't know about the robot behind him!

Deck quirked his brows again, mentally cursing at himself for the mistake he just made. His ears perked high as a buzzing sound suddenly entered his ears. He whirled around just in time to see a pretty large robot, (probably around 6'4) attempt to slice him open with a long blade for a hand, and in its other hand was a rifle. Deck rolled out of the way quickly, just under the blade, and pulled out his assault rifle and began to fire at its gaps between the armor, the mechanical monster faltering and then collapsing.

Before Deck could register another thought shots were fired just missing him. He now hopped to his feet and sprinted into cover. Time was not on his side. Whirling from the box, he placed a few good shots on the enemy which was approximately thirty feet from him. Decker could hear another bot fazing behind him and immediately whirled around with the gun. With its free hand it crushed the FN F2000 as if it was nothing and then tried to shoot Deck right in his dome. The cougar dropped to the floor and pulled out the desert eagle, shooting up at the bot enough until it collapsed.

"Dmkph!" TK hollered. Okay, now she was a little worried. She was approximately five feet from the acid. Cursing to himself Deck took a drastic measure. He began to shoot the barrel repeatedly with the desert eagle. Loading another clip as fast as possible he shot more holes, acid spewing out everywhere. As nimble as his generic species could get, he jumped from box to box, slowly getting himself higher.

Fortunately for the both of them, the acid was pouring at a much faster rate than TK being lowered. At the top of the boxes, Deck spotted his next leap: some more hanging chains. Leaping as far as he could, he expertly grasped the farthest chain and swung to TK. Before making it to her, he shot the links that held her to the concreted links, and then caught her before she fell to her doom.  Before they could register any thoughts, there was a shot fired from behind them, and the chain Deck was valiantly swinging from with TK fell. The cougar took a brief moment to register their landing area, and put himself on the bottom of the landing. The pair crashed into a pile of boxes.

“Mmhmhmhmh….Dmphk…? Dmpkh!” TK muffled a bit dazed, glancing over at Deck. She was on her side, wincing in pain. Vincent had taken most of the fall, and for that alone she was worried. Wiggling over to him, her emerald eyes were full of worry.

“Dmphk? Wmph umph!” She urged, turning her gaze quickly on the robot that was approaching their crash site. She looked back at Deck one more time. One of the planks went through his left leg a little bit above the knee, and he must’ve taken a blow to the head because when the robot picked him up, he was blinking rapidly trying to register the situation. Before he probably could though, he was thrown ten feet towards the side of the room where the acid was still flowing on the floor.
The tigress’ eyes widened and she began to struggle as hard as she could, the chains already a bit loose because of the fall. When they were at the bottom of her feet, she kicked them off, and tried to undo the chains that held her hands behind her back. That was to no avail though.

“Ugh, fuck….” Deck winced, the robot planting a foot on his chest and holding him down. The acid was getting towards his head, and the cougar gulped. “Shit….no…” He mumbled, bringing up his hands and trying to raise its foot off. The pain in his leg was near unbearable, and now he was going to get his dome melted off.
He closed his eyes tightly, fear gripping him for once. Now he wished he would’ve told TK… but then, something happened. The weight was gone off of him.

“Mpgghgh, Dmphk!” TK yelled. Vincent snapped his eyes open, seeing TK standing above him. The cougar crawled away, watching as the acid began to make the robot corrode away.  TK knelt beside him, motioning for him to take off the chains. Upon doing so, she removed her stifling gag and hugged Deck. “Thank-you so much bud!” TK said, her voice a bit raspy.

Deck gave a small smile, still wincing at his leg. “No prob TK, here, let’s get me to a hospital.” Vincent responded. TK gave a laugh and a nod. Well, okay, maybe this was their own special way of hanging…