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You holding up okay?

I'm fine.

You know, I can handle this... I said I'm fine.

If you think I'm letting you handle explosives after that you're hallucinating.

Hand it over.

Nice work, Clark.

First one kills the building security system.

And the second one destroys the database.

That wire goes to the second board.

You try to get up again and I'll kill you.

The way I feel, you may not have to.

Now that I finally caught up with you.

Mind telling me what you think you're doing?

Looks like we got something in common.

Clark, you gotta trigger the second bomb.

Come on.

That was a big mistake.

And now you've really pissed me off.

We've gotta pull out. The corporal's down. We've gotta go now.

Right.

Leave me.

We all know I'm dying.

Nobody gets left behind.

We protect our own at any cost.

Oh, be quiet, you big pussycat.

Looks like a giant hickey.

Trust me, it looks like a lot more fun than it actually was.

What were you doing on your own?

You could've called me on the Com-link.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was too busy having the life choked out of me.

So they were Ferals, huh?

Yup. I was doing all right with the first two until

the human mountain showed up.

That big, huh?

At least.

You know, Emma was right.

She picked up a telempathic transmission

from a renegade pack of New Mutants.

Renegades with a serious grudge against Tricorp Botanicals, huh?

No.

No.

Hey. Hey.

Hey. Come up with an answer

for why these guys have it in for Tricorp?

Not yet. No.

All right, I got another question. Who are these guys?

We've just gone through the New Mutant Database.

We can't find anybody

who matches the description that you gave us.

I don't know what to tell you, Adam. They were New Mutants.

The one who nailed me could've doubled for Mount Everest.

Are there any other distinguishing characteristics?

Aside from the guy being a seven foot giant?

Yeah.

Well, the woman who took me on,

she was a professional.

She had combat training.

Hmm, military?

Definitely. And she called the wounded guy Corporal.

Any insignia on their clothing?

No, but they did have the same tattoo

on the wrist.

A red disc with a black, five pointed star in the middle.

Hmm, does it look anything like... This?

That's it.

Dark Star.

An international anti terrorist unit fielded

by Interpol.

Oh, yeah, I know these bad boys.

They make the Navy Seals look like a paint ball club.

Yeah, but, look.

Dark star doesn't exist any more.

According to this report,

they were all killed in a South American

drug war firefight two months ago.

So, we gotta figure out how three members

of an elite combat unit

listed as killed in action,

suddenly turn up with,

New Mutant abilities.

I'm concerned, Dr. Harrison.

This operation was supposed to be tightly contained.

I completely agree.

But it seems Dark Star refused

to lay down and die. Well, nine

of them seemed to have complied.

And I'm guessing the three survivors were

responsible for the attack on Tricorp last night.

Really?

And your security branch was able to drive them off.

Security branch.

My security team can barely tie their shoelaces.

We're in the agribusiness.

Security has never been a major issue,

until now.

Well, welcome to my world.

I'll assign my staff to take over

your security, effective immediately.

Goodbye, Corporal.

I promise.

I get those people who did this to you.

You know that woman,

at Tricorp,

she's like us.

She's not like us.

You know what I mean.

Her eyes, they have that same glow

and she matched me, head to head.

Maybe there's others like us, too.

To hell with that.

This is war.

I'm a warrior

and if we die,

we take our enemies with us.

What have you got? Adam, I've run

background checks on every member of Dark Star.

There's indication of any of them exhibiting New Mutant abilities.

Okay, then you gotta dig deeper.

We gotta find the link telling us where they might be holed up.

Whatever connection there is

between Tricorp Botanical and Dark Star

is directly related to what happened

to them in the Jungles of Bogota.

Why don't you dig around in the Tricorp database?

How about this, Adam?

Specialist Sergeant Angel Dorn's father owns an abandoned

engine plant at West Haven.

Good. That's it.

And I'll send Shalimar and Brennan.

You two stay here and research Tricorp.

Careful.

They're Ferals.

If I can hear them, they can hear us.

Trust me, I can handle myself.

We're talking about a really big guy.

I think you made your point, all right?

Let's not forget, I have the element of surprise.

Yeah, well, save your energy. You gonna need it.

Yeah.

Come on.

Turn it off, Sparky, or we'll kill you now.

We're just here to talk.

People who just wanna talk don't make that kind of entrance.

She's got a dramatic streak, okay?

You know, we're all on the same side here.

Then why did you interfere with us at Tricorp?

Because when New Mutants go on a crime spree,

you put the rest of us in danger.

What the hell is a New Mutant?

Come on, children of Genomex?

I'm an elemental, she's a Feral like you two?

We don't know anything about any children of Genomex.

What we know is that Tricorp murdered my squad

and turned us into freaks.

Freaks.

We certainly know how you feel.

Well, Genomex is definitely

a silent partner in Tricorp Botanicals,

but, beyond the business relationship,

I couldn't dig up anything

you might call dirty in their database at all.

Yeah, we also know that Genomex's involvement

doesn't necessarily mean anything.

Yeah.

The only thing of interest was this.

It seems to be their primary research project.

It's beautiful.

All right, that's the link we were looking for.

It's a plant, called

Rafflesia Pricei.

Apparently, it's extremely rare

and 12 or so plants

are known to exist in the world. And...

the hydroponic garden

at Tricorp Botanical has three of them

housed in their greenhouse.

Yeah, why am I not surprised.

The Rafflesia Pricei is

a genetically engineered parasitic plant

which spends most of its life

as a thread like infection strand within a host.

Yeah, uh, what's the big deal with this plant.

All right, in the early days

of DNA research, we were humbled to learn

that the genetic difference

between a human being and yeast

was a single strand of code.

So, we looked for a link

between the animal world and the plant world and,

the Rafflesia Pricei Project

was a misstep that Genomex made

in their attempt to manipulate

human DNA.

The 25 year growth cycle have anything to do

with the problems? Exactly.

I thought the project was dead a long time ago.

I guess they just put it aside till the next

25 year cycle came along.

We have to assume, Dark Star's attack

on Tricorp has something to do with it.

So, why don't you two,

coordinate your efforts, see what you can find out about what

Tricorp may be up to with this project now.

Okay.

Dark star is an Incursion Drop Team.

Was.

Three months ago, we were assigned

to a search and destroy mission

in the Rain Forest outside of Bogota

to take out a landing field serving the cartels.

As always, we had

what we figured was the usual run of vaccinations.

But something

started happening right away.

and a few of us began getting stronger,

while most of our squad became horribly ill.

My people were dropping like flies.

And that was before the cartel soldiers

had us surrounded

and under fire.

Over there.

I tried to call it in but we got no response.

The only way we survived was to head deeper into the bush.

In a matter of days,

only Angel, Corporal Randall and I were alive.

We buried our fallen comrades and...

Expected the same fate for ourselves.

Instead, we developed,

incredible new abilities.

We managed to take a prisoner,

a cartel drug soldier.

He told us it was Tricorp Botanical Reps who set the whole thing up,

to test a new serum and,

to gauge our abilities to defend ourselves.

We were human lab rats.

And their tests, killed my squad.

Except Bo and me.

Must've been all those shots before you left.

They have been testing some process on you

without your knowledge.

Then they dropped you into what was

a controlled environment to observe you.

But, they didn't count on you guys getting out.

What they didn't count on was

that Dark Star, takes care of its own.

Yeah, well, so do Ferals.

Among New Mutants, we're a breed apart.

As you can see, the small man,

is clearly stricken. Yes.

And the big man, uh,

Lieutenant Longstreet, is it?

He looks to be the living incarnation

of Nietzsche's Dictum.

"What does not kill you will make you stronger."

We've passed the 90 day mark on the tests.

Chances for survival at this point

increase exponentially.

Then I'd say we're on the verge of success.

I wouldn't go that far.

Nine of our twelve subjects have died.

We only need one survivor to achieve the results we desire.

And assuming Lieutenant Longstreet does live, all we need is

a sample of his DNA, to take this to the next step.

To genetically alter...

A human being into a New Mutant.

My people should be just about in place

to bring Lieutenant Longstreet in for his interview now.

There's four types of New Mutants.

There's elementals, like me, psionics,

freaks and ferals.

You have lived with this all your life?

What, you mean my new mutancy?

Yeah.

But I gotta tell you,

it's nice knowing you're not alone.

So you two, um...

Teammates.

Teammates.

I let my team down.

It wasn't your fault, Bo.

Ten of my best people.

They used them as human Guinea Pigs.

I have to make sure, they didn't die in vain.

We've got company.

Sounds like,

six men coming from the north side.

And two more in the back.

I'll take the back. You guys get the rest.

How'd they find us?

Probably, the same way we did.

Oh!

Hey, come on, we gotta jam.

At least a dozen agents out there, maybe more.

I have to get Corporal Randall. There’s no time.

We make time. Bo.

We should go.

How long has she been like this? About an hour.

You know, I get the feeling from what they told me,

this is what happened to all the other members of Dark Star.

How's she doing? Well, she's stable.

Her vital signs are strong. But, It's the blood work

that I'm concerned about. Here, take a look.

Her blood cells are trying to fight off a serum,

derived from a hybridized plant called rafflesia pricei.

Well, they just tricked these poor bastards.

They thought they were getting malaria vaccinations.

That's the same kind of lies they told your parents, right?

Parents of all the children of Genomex.

These guys were volunteering to serve their country,

not participate in some genetic experiment.

Another example of the kind of power Mason Eckhart has.

Why we've dedicated our lives to keeping that power in check.

Adam gets the living,

and we get the dead.

I'm afraid your GSA agents went in

with a trifle too much self confidence.

Which would have been justified if not

for the annoying presence of Adam's people.

At least they were able to return

a test specimen to us for future study.

Although, I'm far from confident

in your ability to wring answers

from a corpse.

I'm afraid you're probably right.

Our best hope for a successful resolution of this experiment,

is a living subject.

And since only two possible candidates remain alive,

I've got my agents scouring the city.

Our latest data would indicate the woman,

Sergeant Dorn, who appears to have been stricken

with the same pathological illness that's killed the others.

That means, that unless Lieutenant Longstreet survives,

you're in a great deal of trouble.

I promise you,

if anyone can help her, it's Adam.

I believed in my superior officers.

Look, where that got me.

But it's not like that with Adam, Bo.

Is he one of you? One of us?

You mean a New Mutant?

No.

Adam made it possible for us to survive

what Genomex had done to us.

And he's led us on a campaign

against the people who experimented on you.

Tricorp Botanical?

Tricorp Botanical is just another public face

for the Genetic Security Agency.

I'm a good soldier.

It's all I've ever wanted.

To do my duty, the best I can.

But you didn't sign up to be experimented on without your consent.

To be turned into some rogue warrior for the GSA.

Lieutenant.

How is she?

Her condition's stable.

She's resting comfortably.

She's going to die, like the others?

I'm doing everything in my power to keep that from happening.

Oh.

I believe that you and your squad were secretly injected

with a serum

derived from a hybrid plant called the Rafflesia Pricei.

The serum killed my men.

It's killing Angel.

Did this to me?

Yes.

Can you save her?

Well, creating an antidote,

is theoretically possible, but,

I'm gonna need the plant to do it.

The plant at Tricorp?

Yes, exactly.

I want you and Jesse to break in

and get me the plant. Absolutely.

But we're not going in there alone.

Bo is coming with us.

We need him to do the job.

The Feral thing's not half bad.

Thought you might get to like it.

I got it.

Not exactly your regular garden variety, is it?

We've got company.

Bo and I will take care of these guys.

Gotta get the plant to Adam.

Yeah.

This uh, seems a little low tech for you, Adam.

Kinda expected you to laser it or something.

Well, herbal medicine techniques are as valid today

as they were a thousand years ago. Here.

Yeah, one man's...

Tribal magic is the next man's holistic healing.

We better hope so.

Because all of our modern technology

doesn't seem to be doing any good.

Yeah, but she's stable.

Who knows for how long.

Hey, what about Shalimar? We haven't heard from her or Bo.

Why don't track her down?

I'll take that.

There's a longstanding tradition

in my world,

of tampering with human nature.

to create a more perfect soldier.

From the Hashishin of Ancient Persia

to the Viking Berserkers to MK-ULTRA.

Men in my position have sought the perfect way

to create the perfect monster in the field.

And I believe we're getting there.

This morning,

you sounded ready to shout your success

from the rooftops, Dr. Harrison.

Are you having any doubts?

I wouldn't call them doubts, exactly.

Let's just say I have concerns.

What's his condition? He’s fine.

We've sedated him so I can administer

a complete examination to find out

precisely why, what killed the others seems

to have thrived in Lieutenant Longstreet.

I'm concerned by your concerns, Dr. Harrison.

It's just the scientist in me.

It's all about, control.

I'll join you in the examination room to observe the procedure.

This process took a lot longer than I thought.

How are her vital signs?

Her white cell count is fluctuating,

but everything else seems constant. Right, good.

I've isolated the culture from the Rafflesia Pricei.

Next step is develop the antigen.

You'd think someone would notice I was missing.

Shalimar? Where the hell are you?

I'm at Genomex.

I don't know how long I can talk, so just listen.

They've got Bo in an examination lab. I'm gonna bust him loose.

I need you to bring the Helix to get us out of here.

No, you need to get out of there now.

I'm not leaving Bo.

He wouldn't leave a team member, and neither will I.

Just be ready to get us out of here.

Hey, Adam. Yeah?

Just heard from Shalimar.

She's inside the GSA.

Have you made any progress in learning

precisely why Lieutenant Longstreet

survived the experiment?

We're getting there.

Getting there?

We can only move so fast, Mr. Eckhart.

A sample of blood from the late Corporal Randall

has proven an invaluable tool.

By comparing the two DNA structures,

we've managed to isolate

the precise strand of genetic material responsible

for Lieutenant Longstreet's longevity.

Fascinating.

Then it's true. Most great medical advancements

point to pathology.

Well, we'll soon find out.

I believe with the Rafflesia Pricei we've got on hand,

we should be able to start the next phase of the operation.

If you are correct,

we are on the verge of creating New Mutants.

Obedient and subservient New Mutants.

Completely at the service of your will.

Enough to conceivably make

the children of Genomex unnecessary

in the greater scheme of things.

Well, I guess all we can do now is wait.

Yeah, well, I still think I should've gone with Jesse.

Well, you heard Adam.

He said he needed two of us here to assist.

Okay, well then, why didn't Jesse stay?

Come on, Shalimar needs more than

Jesse's massing and phasing to get her and Bo out of there in one piece.

Well, if you were as close to Shalimar as Jesse is

then I'm sure you'd understand.

Ooh.

Brennan.

Her heart has stopped.

Adam! There's not enough time.

What are you doing?

Trying to save her life.

Come on, Angel, come on.

It's not working.

Okay, three's a charm, come on.

Come on, Angel.

I guess it worked.

Oh, hey, relax. You're gonna be safe.

Where am I?

We've been taking care of you.

You're gonna be okay. Where's Bo?

Shalimar's bringing him here.

Everything's gonna be all right. You've been through a lot.

Easy, easy, I'm not gonna hurt you.

It's okay, we're friends.

Take my hand.

It's okay, come on.

Good.

Sit down.

What’s going on?

Angel's heart stopped, but,

Brennan managed to revive her.

I'm glad you were here.

You okay?

Good. Here, save your strength.

You, come here, got an idea.

Now that Eckhart has Bo,

I'm guessing that security's gonna be lax at Tricorp Botanical.

What do you say? Let's do it.

This may come as a surprise, Dr. Harrison,

I'm not a particularly optimistic man.

That said,

I have to admit, the work you've done here

gives me hope for a brighter future.

Thank you, Mr. Eckhart. That's awfully kind.

To complete our research on this subject,

I'll inject him with a drug that will...

Permanently paralyze his brain function.

Is that really necessary?

I'm afraid so.

There's no telling how strong

his mutant abilities have become.

You look a little bit sleepy.

Maybe it's time for you to take a nap.

Now...

Let's not do anything rash.

This is how we're gonna play this.

We start by showing a deceased soldier some respect.

Bo.

You don't want to do this.

Why?

There's nothing to go on for.

That's not true.

My squad is gone.

That's not true.

You got a new squad now.

A new pack.

Ah, you should've seen it, Jesse.

I thought Eckhart was gonna explode.

Touching him must've been bad enough, but taking Eckhart

hostage in a headlock?

I gotta tell you, made for a very smooth exit.

But I gotta know,

were you awake the whole time you were on the table?

I woke up when they started poking me.

But one thing I've learned with this Feral stuff is,

turning pain away.

And you're right,

it's a lot easier knowing

that you're not alone.

Tell me about it.

Angel.

Oh. Oh. Easy, Big Guy.

Some of us aren't as Feral as others.

Baby...

You sure she's gonna be okay?

Better than okay.

You guys are both one of us now.

New Mutants.

Ferals, to be exact.

You got that right.

What about the experiment?

Experiment was a failure.

And as for, Tricorp Botanical,

well, they've got some problems of their own.

Right, Brennan?

Absolutely.

We've cornered the market on the Rafflesia Pricei.

As I said, Dr. Harrison,

I am not by nature,

an optimistic man.

The reason is simply that I cannot

bear the disappointment that is so...

Frequently the result of heightened expectations.

I have always subscribed to the adage,

"Hope for the best,

and expect the worst."

I understand that, Mr. Eckhart.

I also understand that,

the trauma of your, uh,

experience yesterday, along with the loss

of Lieutenant Longstreet must be

very difficult to accommodate.

But we still have the Rafflesia Pricei.

Is that right?

I gather you haven't checked in

at your office this morning.

No, I came directly here.

And you haven't heard about the security breach last night?

Preliminary laboratory analysis

indicates that the last specimen was destroyed

by an application of high voltage electricity.

It's most likely the work of Brennan Mulwray

He's one of Adam's people.

Perhaps we could,

accelerate the growth rate.

Take some time off that, 25 years.

Who knows where I'll be in 25 years.

But, I have a good idea,

where you'll be.

This is how it should be.

To all of our fallen heroes,

who fought with honor

and died with grace.

I know your squad would be really proud of what you've done.

I hope so.

Angel and I, we...

We don't know how to thank you.

You don't have to.