Merry Christmas Everyone

and then all we need to do is get out again.
Oh God. Broadcast, what the HELL have they done to you?
He's in a chamber of weird fluid, but his head's above the surface. There are wires plugged into him, it looks like they've just been stabbed in, man they look so painful, he's got a silver patch stabbed into his shoulder, and a strange metal headset. He looks like he's in a coma or something.
He's connected to a machine for controlling the transmissions near the roof, and that's connected to the dishes outside.
Damn, guards are trying to break through the doors. Luckily their own defenses are working against them.
Oh, hello, what's that screen saying? Huh, incoming transmission eh? Hooded wants to say something to the new world, and is about to patch it through my friend here.
'People of the world, this is your leader. Glorious news! The infamous rebels, Hana Phonebot and Eric Bermuda, known accomplices of Enemy one, Tempest, and the captive Broadcast, have been captured. Sadly, rebel Doolittle, who escaped using a termite last July, is still loose. Any loyal subjects who find or capture the fugitive will be rewarded. Anyone found to be aiding her in any way will be destroyed.'
So many questions, but he's making Broadcast moan and struggle with pain. That's a mistake. Let's fix that shall we?
Right, screens off, he'll be a bit surprised, bigger things to worry about though. Namely, Broadcast and the guards.
'Diffy, find a way to shut off the power, and Jingle, block the doors. I'll get working on Broadcast.'
'Right!'
Webs of Tinsel, nice. Diffy's exploring switches in the corner, I've nearly found the way round the security of the Transmission machine...What?! The screens back on?
'Intruders! Sound pillar! Stop them! Broadcast! Wall of noise!'
Wall of noise? I know Broadcast was getting better at his power, but surely-
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Whaaaaaaaaaaa!
Ouch! It's like a gale force of wind made of screeching and booming. Broadcast's actually screaming, and it's making this huge wind that's pushing us all against the wall. It's causing Broadcast so much pain, and killing our ears. This must end. I can't create a big enough stone slab solo, and not being on the ground floor means I can't just flip up a bit of earth. Forcefield? Flying towards me aswell. Right old fashioned way. Arms up, brace self, and... step. .....Step. .......Step. Not...working....Phasing! Viola! Much easier! It's sound, so it's still getting at me, but it's solid element is much easier.
'You guys ok?'
'Pardon! This things killing us!'
Well, that answers that. Oh no! Now the guards have got through! Ha! They were knocked back by the sound too! Ok, try turning off the patch on B's shoulder, it's blinking as if it was involved in the wall of noise.





'T! Wake up!'
'What?! What's happening?! What went wrong?'
'You stared at Broadcast, collapsed, became solid again and got slammed against the wall. One of the guards shot at us, the noise made it hit the thing over my head, which seems to be a power source for the tank, because the wall of noise got weaker. We managed to move, and Jingle's covering us while I woke you up?'
'Covering us? With the guards?'
'Pine needles. Hundreds of them. Tiny scented needles of pain.'
'Nice. Thanks. OK, let's try this again.'
Enter patch, bypass security, oooh, kickback of feedback to cause strong interference incase of tampering. Nasty. Ok, past that, onto the secondary loop. Secondary loop? What secondary loop? Oh Bugg


'Went well did it?'
'Yeah yeah, shut up Diffy, I'm doing my best. He's good. I need to pull it off manually.'
'Good luck, I'll help Jingle.'
He's leapt up and tackled a guard. Urgh my head. OK, standing up, I can do that. Oooh, room spinning. Yay, this is going to go well. And these guards seem more alert than the ones outside, great. Diffy seems happy about that though.
'Is that a glint in the eye? That's a glint in your eye. Excellent. Glints mean you're aware. Goody.
Aaaaaaaaand now there's quite a lot of fire and some sort of little red demons. Guards are scared though, that's good.

Oooh, still windy. OK, arms up again, and push. Step forward. Lightning guard. Step. Step again. Forcefield between Jingle and bullets. Move it to be between Diffy and bullets. Hold bullets statically in Forcefield. Spin forcefield. Release bullets. Cause fire where that fake bit is to actually burn that guard. Step again. Try and build a run. Nearly there now. Grab guard from behind. Phase into floor. Release grip. Cone of water around guard with two guns. Freeze water. Made it. Which power can I use that won't harm Broadcast. Oh well. Punching it is.

Oww! Ok, really thick glass. Forcefield fist. Ah, slightly better. just a thin layer left. Feeling weak. OK, no Forcefield this time apparently.

CRASH!!!

Argh! Glas in hand! Glassin hand! Owowowowowowowow! arhahahahahahhhhh, and this liquid stings too. Ow! OK, wires next. Let's hope I can phase for this. Grab Broadcast, phase, and, yes! The wires have dropped! Hanging loosely! Right, drag Broadcast away...Wall of noise has stopped, that's helpful...forcefield against stray needles, fire them at guards, grab Diffy and Jingle, and we are out of here!

'Wha? Tempest, is that really you? Why do you look weird?'
'Later Broadcast, rest now.'
'I see why Diffy called you in now. Apart from fainting twice, that was all rather impressive.'
'Thanks.'
'Yeah, thanks T, we couldn't have done it without you. I'm glad you're here.'

Well, not as stealthy as we planned, but we're one down. Quite a few to go, but watch out HG, we're coming!