True Colors Shown Through Suits

Miles, Jess and Vivianne all struggled biting and kicking to set themselves free but could not while jumbled together next to Blueberrii's knocked out body.

Soon they arrived at Scarlet's building and went a long way downstairs to a secret hidden dungeon.

"You furries are to stay here until Master Scarlet arrives!" The escort told them to shove the net in a dark cell. "Blueberrii, please wake up!" Miles shouted, pushing her back and forth.

"Blueberrii..." said a voice in Blue's head. It sounded like her mother's. "Please fight for me." a flashback replayed in her head of her mother crying those words to her in the burning house. Just then, Blueberrii woke up in a cold sweat.

"Miles?... Jess? Vivianne?" she said. The first thing she woke up to was her friends helping her injured body, smiling, and having her back. She gave them a long heartfelt wide hug.

"Uh, where are we?" she asked. "We're in Scarlet's dungeon I suppose because of all the knives and weaponry on the walls..." Jess states.

Blueberrii turns to look at the weaponry and screams in fright. Miles tries to calm her down by saying "This might be the end, but at least we have each other." They all look at each other and smile.

Jasper was busy healing Scarlet upstairs from the dungeon. He pulled out his upgraded aid kit and helped her arm. It was just dislocated not broken so she got lucky, but it was still badly bruised.

"Blueberrii and three others have been placed in the dungeon, ma'am." an officer informed her.

Jasper got up and walked downstairs smiling happily with Clint following alongside him.

He went up to the bars of Blueberrii's jail cell face to face with them. Blueberrii was too scared to look him in the eyes, this brought joy to Jasper's face seeing how pathetic Blueberrii was compared to his might.

"Are you happy now? You have what you idiots wanted." said Miles. "Miles, was it?" Jasper scorned. "Ah, now I recall everything. You're the little shitter that threw a glass bottle at my face."

"Damn right! I don't regret it for a second." Miles responded. "You think you're so big huh?" Jasper slandered with a grin. "When are you going to realize you have no idea what you're doing? I can't even believe my dumb sister-in-law fell for such a nerd as yourself." Jasper scorned at Miles.

"Both you and I know you wish for me to die believing that, but I won't stand down for a second for your disgusting ways and hatred for Blueberrii!" Miles responded. Jasper kicked the jail cell bars in anger, let out a wide smile then calmly went off upstairs to get the key for Scarlet to open their cell and obtain some weapons.

"That doesn't sound good, but you did speak the truth, Miles." said Vivianne. "Heartwarming indeed, but we have to find a way out of here before Scarlet returns, she seemed even angrier than when we were on the ships." said Blueberrii.

They tried kicking the wall down and failed. "Shush!" whispered a familiar voice. They all looked to see that Jasper then wandered off leaving Clint by himself again. "Okay, quickly we don't have much time." Clint said whilst unlocking the dungeon bars.

Luckily, since the room was surrounded by torture weaponry and dangerous tools he insisted they use it to break out since the cell walls were made of clay and strong coarse dirt.

Clint then locked back the cell bars and left to go meet with the henchmen upstairs before they lurk with suspicion. Miles used brute strength to use a pickaxe from the wall to start hammering the wall.

He grabbed Blueberrii a pitchfork and Vivianne a mini-iron hammer and they started attacking the wall. Jess ran over with a sledgehammer and threw it to the wall.

The wall burst open revealing the underground dirt.

Blueberrii helped the others out to dig through the hole. Scarlet went back to the dungeon with the keys to Blueberrii's funeral and a cup of coffee which was dropped a second later after seeing the hole they had made and escaped out of.

Scarlet stood frozen in shock. She felt something new inside of her forming. A dangerous amount of anger. The hole stared back and laughed at her as she stood frozen staring at the hole so hard that veins were seen all over her face.

She started heavily breathing. No one ever saw that level of anger from a human before in the building. She sprinted upstairs fumbling up the stairs, the clacking of her heels echoing louder as she rapidly raced upstairs.

She pushed Jasper out of the way and ran at insane speeds out the front door. She didn't grab a dart gun or a net this time, she grabbed a pistol, rapidly turning in every direction, shooting anything that moved in the distance, even if it's just wind blowing tree leaves eagerly looking for Blueberrii.

Jasper tried to calm her down, even he thought it might be too much. "Scarlet, calm down! Stop!" Jasper yelled, grabbing her hand. She then pulled her hand away from his grasp.

"Jasper, you don't know anything about me or what I'm like!" Scarlet yelled. "Listen, leave me alone to work right now because I don't love you, okay!? You're just an accessory to my work I don't need you, Jasper!" Scarlet yelled in his face.

Jasper tripped back away from her as if he got hit by ten trucks. He never felt such betrayal and loss of character in his life. Scarlet always argues with Jasper, but this comment made Jasper deeply emotionally hurt.

Even Scarlet's own henchmen were watching the scene play out from the corner like lambs. Blueberrii was terrified of this version of Scarlet she could barely walk without falling from trembling of fear. Miles pulled her to an exit into the forest.

Scarlet aimed her gun up towards Blueberrii. The rage in her eyes fueling her adrenaline to kill her.

Blueberrii sprinted with Miles and the others making Scarlet too late by just a second to get her. Scarlet slammed her gun to the ground, and it shattered in pieces.

"They got away for the hundredth time!" She exclaimed with a crackling voice. She threw her own angry temper tantrum in tears in the middle of the street.

"I'm sorry, Scarlet..." Jasper said before Scarlet walked away with a blank expression on her face.

No one knew what she was plotting to do next.