Chapter 1: The Road To Insanity Begins With The First Step

It's no secret that you worked with the railroad in order to first reach the institute. The depth of your involvement with them is being called into question repeatedly. I'm sure you can guess by who. The question is where do you stand with them now. Do you count them among your allies?"

The fluorescent lights of the Institute illuminated the floors below Father's room. It was evening in the Commonwealth, but the CIT seemed stuck in a perpetual state of wakefulness. Always working, always researching. Research that could help the world if shared. Looking at this, James' shoulders heaved as he sighed.

"I can see where this is going, Shaun. You want me to kill them, don't you."

"They pose a threat to the Institute and its future, to your future." Father leaned forward in chair. "It is regrettable that is has come to this, but they are extremists. They will not stop until they or the Institute is in ruins."

James ran his fingers through his thick brown hair. A nervous habit that never quite left. "There's been too much violence already. In the Railroad. In the wasteland. I don't truly think more will fix anything", he muttered softly. "But, if that is what you think is best, I will. I will not, however, make them suffer."

Father smiled. It was one of relief, one of pride. "Despite their interference, I do not wish for them to suffer. I am confident that the future of the Institute is safe in your hands."

The Sole Survivor rose from his chair.

"Do you wish to take X6-88 with you? He would prove helpful. I can also the bureau and have him sent here."

A small frown creased James' face. "No. This – this is something I need to do alone."

Father rested his hands on his successor's armored shoulder. "I understand".

"I promise I won't let you down, Shaun."

Deacon eyed his companion wearily. "So, your going to let him down right?"

James laughed and grinned "Oh absolutely!" A more serious look crossed his face. "It's not going to be easy, but I have a plan."

"Already? And here I thought we could spend a nice night together scheming. It's one of my hobbies, you know." He received a playful eye roll. "But seriously, what's the plan?"

"The plan is quite straightforward. Beautiful in its simplicity, really." James put his arm around Deacon. "I'm going to kill you, Desdemona, and the Railroad. And you're going to help me."

There was minute of silence.

"You've been in Tinker Tom's stash again, haven't you?"

"Maybe."