Chapter 1 - A night at the Electric Labyrinth

"Shit, Jack!" Tony rushes over to Jack's side, placing himself between her and both Erin and the other woman. He quickly processes the gun-wielding woman's words - she had told Erin to let Jack go, no use to them dead. He makes a gambit play and drops his disguise, shifting back into Charlie. "You heard her, Erin. Do what you're good at, follow orders."

He whispers back to Jack, "Please, you're hurt. Let's just try to get out of here alive." Any thought of bringing the bad guys to justice is completely overruled by his own desire for self preservation, and Jack's safety. "They'll get what's coming to them when the time is right."

Miriam recognizes that the augments are defeated, for now. However, she seems to have other plans for them, opting not to eliminate them outright. "Don't follow us," she commands, her voice carrying an air of authority. "Blake is ours, and we won't tolerate interference." With that, she disappears into the Mercedes about to leave.

Erin, meanwhile, exudes a mix of defiance and arrogance as she lifts her chin in a display of superiority. She points two fingers at her own eyes, then point them back toward Jack. " I'm watching you... BITCH! " She swiftly goes for the ambulance with the remaining thug, and begin driving out of the parking.

Over the years, Jack Cooper has tried a whole variety of different moves to catch Erin Ivanova off-guard with her martial arts techniques... and it's been rare for the black woman to even lay a finger on the comely brunette. Today is no different -- that telekinetic screen is too strong, Erin is able to get it in position and shift it too quickly. If she can see Jack coming, she can defend.

So Jack ends up on the pavement, landing heavily on her side after her aerial kick fails. Bleeding badly from the gunshot wound, Cooper isn't about to give up the fight -- not when there's another victim in the ambulance. But then Charlie is at her side, her foes are retreating, and loss of blood starts to make her light-headed. She pulls away from her friend and starts after the ambulance and the car, but almost immediately knows she won't be able to catch them.

"Blake, Charlie," the woman says, wincing as she falls back to her knees and holds her side, trying to staunch the flow of blood. "They've got Blake..."

As the ambulance and Mercedes depart, the tension in the air begins to dissipate, replaced by the quiet hum of cars passing by on the bridge. Charlie winces, his back throbbing from the recent exertion, while Jack grimaces, feeling the dull ache of a bullet lodged deep in her abdomen, possibly grazing her liver. Her body is resistant to all kind of wounds, but bullets is still beyond her abilities.

In the distance, the wail of police sirens grows louder, signaling the approach of law enforcement. A decision hangs in the air—will they remain at the scene, seek refuge, or opt to follow Connor to the hospital?

Max drifts off to sleep beside Seo-ah. A warm bed and a warm body to share it. What more could he ask for after just getting out of jail?

Breathless as Charlie comes up to her again, Jack smiles at the man when she notices he's injured as well; she hadn't noticed in the garage when she ran by at breakneck speed.

"What... uhn... happened to you? Are you alright?" the woman asks as she struggles to stand. The sound of sirens in the distance cuts off the man's immediate reply. "Shit. We should probably go, right? Find Con and Anika? There's a body in that van and we don't need to be around for the cops discovering that."