Air whisled by Anton's ear's as he sailed down the elevator shaft, his large eye's glittering red in the low light. Reaching out his clawed hands, he caught the steel cables. Instantly his body was jerked to a stop, Anton was amazed at the abilities of his new body. Gathering himself he leaped a second time, landing on the tiny lip. His clawed hands parted the twin door's, pushing them easily open. A huge furry paw shoot out grasping his throat and yanking him into the darkened hallway.
"Hey!" Anton screamed struggling powerfully in the huge paws grasp. "That you kid?" George Growled. "Who the hell else would it be?" Anton gagged. "Cleaners!" George grunted darkly, sitting the Squirrel down. "So what are you doing back here?" Mac asked coming around the corner. "I had a...a run in with some very dangerous guy's." Anton admitted, deciding not to tell them about Rothman. "Cleaners?" Mac asked frowning. "Bad men." Anton comfirmed.
"Yep." Mac nodded. "Listen kid I'm glad you ok...and glad your back."
"I got a plan...but I'm going to need your help." Mac said putting a friendly arm around the Squirrels slight shoulders.....