A/N: Names and places in this story are not meant to be taken as anything but locations. I'm from the area and this is a work of fiction, end of story. If there are places that people know of know that this was intentionally done to bring a bit of realism and location to the story not as anything else. God forbid I get reported cause I used actual location names and people freak out.
Anyways the only characters I own are Kamryn, Saya and ('Dria') and others that are not part of the Blacklist Realm. As you may have seen by the way I familiarly use names of places and locations I am a West Coaster and from that area. I love it and I miss home while I'm in -40 degree weather in a province I don't really like. I mean really... it's 12 there and it's -40 here ugh... anyways. There is a chapter or two after this or just the climax and the epilogue. I'll figure it out. I want to change the rating to M but I don't actually think there is anything that warrants it, but if you my readers feel however there is, then let me know and I will change it. This story is posted raw because one I don't have the time to do too much editing and I'm on a military base and my free time as it is spent on cleaning, writing when I can, boot polishing and laundry and inspection ready time.
I thank you all for those have followed me and this story and I look forwards to giving you The Blacklist: The Liason in the near future. I might throw a teaser together for the end of the next chapter so that you all get a peek of what's to come. The usual disclaimers stand I don't own blacklist or it's characters.
-Guardian
The fear was real, the damage was real and it started on the East Coast of the United States and continued to make its way West. Never has the American People ever felt so afraid of the body count and swath being cut through it's States. For those that claimed they would or could take out the Hellhound and the Direwolf, it was all talk for when the Hellhound had cut its way through Montana an entire biker bar was decimated and the entire state was left in shock.
Kamryn had been sitting in one of the seats of Red's private jet after they received a lead that the Hellhound was going to cross the border and go to Canada. Kamryn knew then were her brother was going, he was going home and was leaving her a message that they were going to finish this fight at home where it all started.
Of all of the people Kamryn had killed in her spree all of them where traitors to the country they served or the criminal organizations they were hired into. Glaring at the Vancouver Sun headline, she looked up as Liz came over, her arm was now out of a sling but she was careful with her arm and shoulder. Red was looking out the window on a call with his Satellite phone.
"What the news?"
"The news?" Kamryn looked up from her News Paper and lowered it onto her lap and sighed softly, it was hard and difficult to have committed the acts that she had done over the last several weeks. The shear amount of damage done, the only saving grace that could be taken out of this was that the people she knew hadn't been innocent people, "The news is that Vancouver Canucks are losing still, and in a spectacular fashion I might add, a 6-1 loss against the Calgary Flames…" Liz put her hands on her hips staring at her protector with an eyebrow raised. Red turned his head away from the window and put the phone on his shoulder looking at the two.
"Hockey is serious business Lizzie, besides I think Kamryn is happy with the loss that the Vancouver incurred as she is upset that the score wasn't any higher." Red put the phone back to his ear and continued to talk to whomever was on the other end. The corner of Kamryn's mouth lifted and Liz shook her head and went to get a drink from Dembe who went about handing a mug of coffee to Liz, a mug of tea to Kamryn and leaving a tumbler of Whiskey with Red before settling himself down in a chair and picking up a book that was open and face down.
It was all domestic for the last three weeks as they moved from spot to spot hunting the Hellhound who was now on the run and causing as much carnage as he could. A phone went off on the small table beside Kamryn and pulling a hand away from the re-raised newspaper, she answered and heard a voice she didn't think she would hear given the injuries.
"Kamryn…"
"Saya." Kamryn's eyes burned with tears that she was fighting to keep back, Red had just hung up on his call and stood up moving towards Kamryn as did Liz, there was hope and behind that relief written on their faces. Kamryn's face softened as she spoke softly in Japanese.
"Saya, I… how are you?"
"I'm alive, I woke up a few days ago and didn't see you here. Where are you?"
"I'm finishing what my brother started, no one else is going to get hurt or die because of him. I refuse to allow him to hurt me or anyone else."
"Kamryn-Chan, please, please… stop him he doesn't care who he hurts so long as it's you. I just want you back, you come back…"
"I will Saya, I will. I have to go… I love you…" After saying that she hung up and let her jaw soundlessly work, she had to put the phone down looking at the call time as Red took Liz by her waist pulling her gently away from Kamryn who just sat there breathing slowly as relief flooded through her. Saya is awake, she was okay.
Kamryn turned her head to gaze out the window as a fuzzy noise sounded around her, it must have been people talking to her because she wasn't paying too much attention to them. Kamryn just saw the familiar mountains and lights of a place she hadn't been back to in close to ten years, she was home, her actual home and the city would be paying for whatever destruction her brother was cooking up in his demented mind. Kamryn was placed solely back in the position the day that she signed her first military contract, she signed up because she was a warrior, and she was a protector… correction. She is a warrior; she is a protector even if she was not longer a military sailor, she would continue to live up to the long standing tradition as one… even if she had to kill a few people to protect the rest.
When the plane landed at a private strip the group got off the plane into the rain, Kamryn smiled and looked up as the rain fell gently on her face welcoming her home. The West Coast of the North American continent during the winter time usually meant rain but it also meant greenery and it was unsettling to Liz who followed her father out in the rain as his long coat whipped around his legs as a strong gust hit him. Angling his head to the rain he watched Kamryn and saw her high-collar move in the wind as the rain started to matte her hair to her head.
Turning her head Kamryn watched two SUV's pulled up and a woman in business suit and heels got out, she stalked over as sultry as was legally allowed. Kamryn had stuck her hands into her pants pockets, her feet shoulder width apart and her head cocked to the side.
The red head came up to Kamryn and was a good inch shorter than the Direwolf, bringing her head down a fraction Kamryn stared the woman in the eyes before being pulled into a searing kiss. Red's jaw dropped a fraction with Liz blinking owlishly as she watched the two. The woman's arms wrapped around Kamryn who returned the gesture hugging the woman closely.
"Long time 'Dria', long time."
"I always wondered if you would ever come back home, I lost a very close friend all those years ago. I tried everything to contact you. You shut off your phone, closed your e-mail accounts, but somehow those letters you wrote were enough."
"I know. I always meant to keep up with you, but I changed way too much to allow for that. I couldn't stand losing anyone else and I didn't want to drag you down with me. You did too much for me through college, and after it. I couldn't put you through any more of it, but I'm glad you still count me as friend." 'Dria' put her hands on Kamryn's face and ran her left hand over the scars on the right side of Kamryn's face.
"You look so different…"
"I feel different…" 'Dria' put her hands on Kamryn's chest and pressed on it lightly before looking Kamryn back in the eye the emotional set was enough for Kamryn to pull her friend back in for a hug as the woman allowed tears down her face into Kamryn's shirt. "Shh, shh I'm still alive and I think that's all that matters. I'm looking for a place in the city, I'm sure you have contacts amongst your clients." Feeling the nod against her chest Kamryn let 'Dria' go and stepped back and moved to step beside the red-head looking at Red and Liz.
"Red, Liz this is a very, very old friend of mine. When I was younger I had an issue with being social and I was what I called a bad introvert. She spent a better part of six years making sure that I was social enough and that I was comfortable in my own skin. She is now the first and foremost contact in human behaviour and criminal intelligence on the West Coast. Alexandria Grant, this is Raymond Reddington and Elizabeth Keene." The number four on the FBI most wanted list watched at the red-head stepped away from Kamryn and over to the two shaking their hands.
"Welcome to Vancouver, Canada. I hope that Kamryn has been treating you both well."
"She has and she continues to surprise me quite frankly, I didn't know she had come from here."
"She keeps most information to herself, it's a closely guarded secret to anyone that hasn't gotten to know her that she's a deeply affiliated Canadian. She stopped living here in her old home a very, very long time ago to the point that it's in need of repairs due to its decrepitude.
But that aside, I think I'm the only friend that has remained loyal to her and tried to maintain a relationship with her over the years. And by the looks on your faces I would have to hazard a guess you didn't expect me to kiss to her and that's she's seeing someone, if I was right to guess. You finally got together with Saya didn't you Kam?" Kamryn lowered her head and her eyebrows rose a fraction followed by a slow forming smile.
"I told you didn't I?"
"You did." 'Dria' gazed at Kam over her shoulder before turning her attention back to Red and Liz.
"A couple of years back on a call that Kamryn made to me, she told me of someone that fallen for her. We talked about relationships all the good that could come out of it. Whatever Kamryn and I share, it's nothing but friendship and occasionally I help her with overcoming physical fears, helping her overcome her fears about her desires and ultimately the act itself." Kamryn sighed and walked up beside her friend looking at Red and Liz.
"'Dria' is on her spare time a dominatrix amongst other things. It was what helped her pay her way through college, it was also about the same time that I met her and was going through some problems. Now that we've rehashed enough of my sexual issues 'Dria' Can we move onto the more pressing problem?"
"The Hellhound?" The rain started to come down harder and the group moved away from the planes into the SUV's soaked by the rain. As they drove Kamryn with 'Dria' and Red with Liz in the SUV of the other driver, Kamryn leaned back in the seat and sighed.
"My own brother, my brother is the Hellhound and I didn't see it coming."
"Kam, you've always told me that your brother was always trouble and that he would get himself into some form of it. Is it really that difficult for you to see?"
"I don't know, I always hoped that there would be some form of good in that kid. I didn't want to believe that he would capable of something like killing his own parents. I always wanted Caleb to be more…"
"Well unfortunately he is something more, he's a mass murdering psychopath. I've seen the news all across the United States coming into Vancouver. He's left a hell of a trail here, RCMP is laying down everything they can. Borders are being beefed up, YVR is already ready to ground anything and everything at a moment's notice. All of Translink and public transportation has security doubled. I don't think that the increase of Transit cops will do anything, but at this point we are taking all precautions. I've talked to the RCMP heads and Vancouver Police, they have ERT standing by should anything happen. I've also told them a private contractor would be coming into the city as a protection insurance. You have free rein of the city provided you don't kill any innocents, do what you need to Kamryn I will cover you the best I can." Kamryn nodded and leaded her head against the headrest looking in the side mirror to the SUV that held Red and Liz.
Red leaned in the back seat and thought about Kamryn's contact, it was surprising that he wasn't being arrested right on the spot for being who he was. There must have been more than what Ms. Grant had been telling them, over the twenty years even in recent years he had never heard of Ms. Grant. There was something that Kamryn wasn't telling her or it was because she was so high up on the ladder and that she was able to hide herself. As they followed behind in the SUV up front the two in the back vehicle gazed about the mountains and what seemed to be short highways into what was a small city then another city and another. Red took in the city name of Port Moody before they turned off onto a small highway nestled into the side of a mountain.
They drove for another thirty minutes before skyscrapers entered Red's field of view, Liz ended up napping against Red's side during their hour and a half long ride. When they pulled up to hotel Red looked out the side of the window and looked up. It was an expensive place that was said but he wouldn't know if it was up to his standards until he got out and into the room. The driver of the car got out and went around and opened the door for Red after Liz was gently awakened. Kamryn was already out of the front SUV alongside Ms. Grant with a bellboy already bringing the luggage into the hotel having followed the instructions of the woman as Red and Liz walked up.
"Welcome to the heart of the city, this is Vancouver. This is Shangri-La, one of the top places to stay, it is also the one hotel closest to one of your work sites. I will staying for the night and taking off to deal with the police chief and the Transit security officials. They know that there is a contractor or two in the city due to the threats made by the Hellhound over the last week or two. Vancouver Mayor has publicly told the people that this person is a hoax and the ravings of a lunatic. I'll buy you all as much time as I can and you will have to work fast, the government and the Mayor himself has told me that whatever it takes to get rid of the problem they will pull from the black funds to pay you Kamryn. They do not know who you are but they want this problem gone."
Red and Liz nodded to Ms. Grant before she turned on her heel and went into the hotel, Kamryn bowed her head before she turned and looked to Red and Liz who just stared at her.
"What?"
"Would you like to explain what the hell is going on?"
"Apparently the Canadians don't work like the Americans and on occasion they like to hire contractors to occasionally protect their city. I have been contacted on numerous occasions to come back to take on a thug who has tried to take on the city. I do computer work on the side I end up doing the majority of the blackmailing well away from this place. The city of Vancouver has a black fund set aside and off the books to pay for my services or services of any other contractor when the needs arise, however some of the government officials end up being a pain in my ass and they want to know my identity. I stopped doing work for the city a couple of years ago when the last mayor was ousted from office.
Anyways, we better get in before she comes out and drags us in and believe me. She will." Kamryn headed off into the building with the father and daughter in tow. They were met with hospitality that put some of the other places Kamryn had been to, to shame. Ms. Grant was standing at the desk and arranging the rooms when she came back with two little books that had two keycards each. Kamryn took one and Liz took the other one before her father and opened the booklet looking at the images inside. Following the bellboy to the elevator and heading up to the top floor Kamryn saw that they had rooms across from each other and she stared at Alexandria before shaking her head and going to her room. Red was led into his and Liz's room and was very impressed with the suite and quality of the place.
"Dinner will be arriving shortly, take your time unpacking and thank you for coming. Enjoy your stay." Red pulled out his wallet and handed the bellboy a hefty tip and filed away the name of the man and information about the hotel. Turning to Liz who was sitting on one of the two beds he smiled when he saw the awe that was present on her face.
"I can't remember the last time I saw shock and awe on your face Lizzie." Liz closed her opened mouth and blushed a little.
"I have never stayed in a place like this before, I could never afford it."
"Well you should stay around me a bit more, such places I could take you to. You know there is a place in…." and with that Red launched into a story about staying in Rio that he swears was the most breath taking place he had come across. The sunrise that came over the mountains and lit up the ocean reminded him of when he first set eyes on his daughter the morning after she had been born, it was priceless.
The two just sat and talked about the past and Red regaled to her about stories about when she was young the things that she loved to do with him and what he would do with her prior to the fire.
The moment Kamryn entered her room and she heard the door shut behind her, she whipped around and pushed Alexandria up the door pinning her wrists to the door pressing up against the other woman.
"Tell me, when was the last time you and I did this?"
"Just after your last deployment, I don't know how you didn't manage to snap at those two. I heard about Saya and I'm sorry she got injured, what your brother did to her… I have no words, but I think right now you need to let that all out and seeing as your last 'session' with me landed me on top, why don't you show me just how much you dominate, because I know you can. Show me what you are Wolf." Kamryn growled low lowering her lips to 'Dria's' and kissed her hard before the other woman started to 'struggle' and Kamryn went for 'Dria's' neck as she let out a low moan.
'Dria' actually put up some fight as she pulled her wrists out of Kamryn's hands, one hand gripping a fist of Kamryn's hair at the back of her head and the other having moved under the jacket and clawing at the back of Kamryn's back.
What the two shared and what the two were doing was something that Kamryn kept to herself, she knew that there was a side of her that she didn't want to let out and after what 'Dria' went through and what Kamryn did to help and protect her through her military life, she understood why 'Dria' could never go to any man, or any woman for that matter for her needs and wants. It was a friendship that stood the test of time and it was a relationship that wasn't based on love.
Despite the fact that 'Dria' was a dominatrix, she never slept or has sex with any of her clients or anyone for that matter. Not after her last boyfriend that ended up in rape and Kamryn having sat by 'Dria's' side for six months as she physically recovered. Mentally, Kamryn had to push her friend as well as nurture her. Once 'Dria' was mentally sound it was two years before everything changed for Kamryn, but it was on a rainy night that 'Dria' had come to her home soaking wet crying that she couldn't be physically intimate with someone. Kamryn had just gotten off the boat from an eight month deployment and been in the kitchen when she heard the knock on the door. After shepherding 'Dria' in and helping her dry off that the depressing information came out. Kamryn at the time didn't know what to do, she didn't think she could comfort her friend, but a thought at crossed her mind.
Taking her friend upstairs and leading her to the bedroom, Kamryn stood before her with a heavy heart. Her friend was hurting and she wanted to help end that. It was simple touches for 'Dria' it was nothing that was out of bounds but small soft touches. Her hands, her arms, her neck, it was just that of a caring friend. 'Dria' didn't respond negatively, but rather she fell into her friend's ministrations. That night Kamryn helped her friend where her friend had once helped her and at the end of it 'Dria' fell asleep crying but happy that she felt whole for the first time in over a year since her attack. And so it fell into a routine that if 'Dria' needed a release she would go to Kamryn and over the next year and a half before Kamryn's attack, they had progressed to a time when Kamryn first shared a bed with her friend and the morning after scratches marks they left each other.
This was almost like that night, but there was something primal in Kamryn's actions, there was something angry that she was projecting and 'Dria' knew that this would be a long and rough night and she wouldn't have it any other way as she left claw marks on Kamryn's back before she shed her jacket and pinned 'Dria' against the doorframe to the bedroom with shirts and clothing being ripped off one another.
Red and Liz never saw Kamryn that night, they didn't even hear much from their room if Red was to be honest. So the father and daughter duo sat in eating the very best the city had to offer with the nightlife of the city right below them, they stood on their balcony starring at the cars and listening to the ocean while down the street they heard the thumping base of the nightclubs.
"You know what this reminds me of?" Liz looked to her father and raised an eyebrow, Red it seemed was a never ending generator for stories, but the stories themselves held so much meaning. A simple story about a farmer and his life while Liz was sitting in the wheelchair while Red confront The Stewmaker, or the story about the sun against his face prior to the FBI arresting him while she pleaded for him to go. Each of the stories held some aspect of her father's life and while some of the stories could be told at the worst of times, the other times… their timing was just perfect and it held emotion and something in it that he couldn't at the time explain without giving anything away.
"What is that Red?"
"This reminds me of the time I stayed in New York, it had been a terrible week. The rain hadn't let up and I kept wondering to myself. 'Is this what the pan-pacific islands are like during the monsoon season?' Of course I was staying at this hotel down the street from a couple of clubs and high profile ones at that. But you know what I saw?" Red cocked his head to the side looking at Liz with his elbows on the railing and the rain hitting the overhang they were standing under. "I saw people moving on with their lives; weather shouldn't matter if something had happened that day, or the week before or if there had been something that changed someone's life. I knew then that with the way people moved on that it was time for me to do so. I lost everything that day twenty years ago, I won't lose what I have now." Red looked away from Liz and felt her hand in his, he held Liz's hand and took a deep breath smelling the rain and city. This place was Kamryn's home and it was in danger, if the Hellhound wanted to blow it up with the nuclear material he had just to have his revenge, he would. This was a beautiful place, Red didn't come to Canada often, and even less so to the West Coast. The scenic scape of the mountains as a backdrop to the water inlet and the boats. They were up on one of the higher level floors, not a pent house, but it was up there and it was the first time that Red did not mind that the room wasn't the best, because the best was being able to have Liz stand at his side and not criticize him for what he was, she knew of the scars and what he went through to get to her and be at her side.
The Fulcrum was just a small part of the puzzle, the government in which he took the blackmail data from was a massive target on the back of his head. There was nothing left when his house was burned to the ground, there was nothing left of 'Admiral' Raymond Reddington, his life changed the moment he found and took the Fulcrum.
Liz stood in silent contemplation as she gazed at Red through the corner of her eye. She heard the stories from before she was taken to Sam and it was in explanations that Liz saw how much Red loved her. He didn't use her and it was heart breaking that he gave everything up to protect her. Sure these thoughts were old and rehashed over and over but it was because they hit her over and over did she wonder if she would truly be safe.
Red the number four on the FBI's most wanted list; Kamryn Destler, the world's most dangerous protector. How was it that she had been so blind when she was in school to be a profiler that there would be so many extremes to the 'criminal' element? They taught her in classes that in order to see the person you had to look at mannerisms, their past, their present, their presentation, manners. All of these things would link them to psychological defects and disorders. When Red first asked her to profile him, she all but pointed him out alone and that he was using her. She would have to amend that because; one it had been a long bad day for her, and two this was after Tom's gutting so she wasn't thinking straight.
The government she realized brainwashed them into thinking a certain way, and would punish them for thinking otherwise. However there were people that thought otherwise and now they were being hunted for whatever reason. In her father's case it was because of the Fulcrum which if she thought about it even if Red wouldn't tell her what it was, could destabilize everything. So who was the criminal now?
With this mulling around in her head Liz didn't notice Red leading her back into the suite and to her bed till she was sitting on it. She blinked owlishly as Red handed her a glass of water.
"Lizzie, are you alright?"
"Huh?"
"You disappeared on me as I was telling you a story about the name and history of this place."
Liz coloured and took a sip of water holding the glass with both hands, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
"Penny for your thoughts?" Liz shook her head and smiled softly as Red sat down beside her undoing the buttons to his vest nodding his head lightly. They sat in companionable silence before Liz said she wanted to go to sleep, Red got off the bed taking the glass from Liz and putting it on her night stand. Kissing the top of her head Red moved off to the bathroom taking with him a pair of black bottoms and a grey t-shirt to take a shower. He was going to take a shower and just like Liz, he might as well get some sleep because he had a feeling the next day was going to be hell.
Kamryn had been sleeping on her side with a warm body clutched to her when she woke up the next morning, grunting she went to shift slightly when a hiss escaped her lips and her back and sides lit up in pain. She even felt pain on her outer thighs and at the base of her neck. Letting go of the warmth she rolled onto her back and let out a soft groan before she rose her head up enough to take stock of some of the scratches some of which were deep.
Pushing herself to a sitting position and putting a hand to her still healing ribs she saw 'Dria' shift closer to her. They were both marked up pretty good judging by the bruises and hickey's she left behind, sighing Kamryn ran a hand through her hair and hissed again feeling some of the scratches she received on her scalp. A low moan brought Kamryn out of her musings as 'Dria' opened her eyes and looked at Kamryn blearily, Kamryn chuckled a little as 'Dria' too pushed herself to a sitting position and grunting in pain.
"How are you feeling?" The morning glare was enough before it softened and 'Dria' kissed Kamryn's cheek.
"I can't remember the last time that I felt this good, came that hard over and over."
Kamryn's laugh was infectious and soon after 'Dria' laughed as well. Pushing her legs over the side of the bed and over stepping one of the items they used that night Kamryn padded over to the bathroom giving 'Dria' a view of the damage she had done. It was indeed a rough night as images of their coupling was anything but soft, the amount of scratches that Kamryn had on her back and her neck alone were telling. A warmth pooled at 'Dria's' centre and she climbed out of the bed following after Kamryn who had turned the shower on and climbed in.
'Dria' followed in after and after some coaxing she had to bite the inside of her mouth to scream out, after that it was a civil shower and 'Dria' helped wash the blood of Kamryn's back and chest while taking care of the woman's ribs. Once Kamryn was patched up and clothed and two of them looked at each other before 'Dria' went to Kamryn and wrapped her arms around the woman's middle.
"I'm glad you finally came home, I missed you."
"I missed you too 'Dria'. Come on we need to eat after last night." The two put on their jackets while Kamryn put her protective vest for her ribs back on with a hiss and her high-collared black coat. They exited the room just as Red, Liz and Dembe too had come out, Liz looked at her protector closing the door to her hotel room and saw a deep scratch at the back of her neck going down her collar.
"Morning."
"Morning." Kamryn said with a knowing smile on her face, Liz blushed and Red just shook his head while Dembe looked strangely indifferent. "Shall we get breakfast?"
had already taken off down the hall with her cellphone on hand to her ear talking, Kamryn heard what the woman was going to do for the day and that they would meet up later. Seeing as this was Kamryn's stomping grounds might as well take them out into the city. After breakfast in a Chinese dim sum 'hole in the wall' place that was actually better than Red was expecting they had met up with and was informed that three Vancouver port guards were killed the night before. The Hellhound was in town, it was a matter of finding him and whatever crew he had employed, this was the one time that Red wished that he had contacts in Canada. There had been and offer to start or have a business started here but he never put much stock into it and that fact that Canada was just too much of a 'lame' duck for him despite the drug and weapons business boom. What stopped him from actually doing any business up here was the fact that the RCMP people that he could have used were backstabbing one another that business would have been shot to hell because someone wanted to one up someone else. Greed was a powerful motivator but at the same time it was a pain in the ass to deal with when it came to low level thugs that tried to make a name for themselves. Getting into the SUV that had been left for them Kamryn drove the three to the Vancouver Port docks and was met by dock master that had been told to meet them.
Taking a trip around and avoiding the police investigators that were milling around taking photos of the dead bodies, the dock master took them to a cargo ship that hadn't been on the manifest until very, very early that morning. Kamryn looked through the records quickly and saw nothing out of the ordinary, however the name that Red saw put him on the edge. He knew that the CIA were a massive problem twenty years ago, but now this was an even bigger problem because the name on that form was from the Fulcrum, he and Kamryn would have to tread lightly. Liz was standing by Kamryn and asking the Dock Master questions when a dock worker who had been told to be a look out came into the office and told them that the cops were on the way. Making a discreet exit from the building they followed the worker to the ship and lead them onto it after the police had moved off.
There were dead bodies lying in the corridors and limbs at odd angles, being taken into the hold Kamryn took a flashlight out from her coat that she always kept on her and shone it around in the hold. There was no mistake that there had been something here, there was a dirty feeling to the hold as she shone her light around catching a message written in blood.
How long do you think it'll take for a train to do an entire loop of the system? The core and Vancouver will be a waste land by the time I'm done with it and I will relish living on in history while you burn, stay dead this time Kamryn.
The way that the message was written, it might have well as been written by a ten year old, her brother never one to have properly written anything in his life was proving her right again. Growling she turned away from the message and looked to Red and Liz.
"We have probably less than an hour and a half to two hours before my brother makes this place a radioactive nightmare once he activates the bomb after he highjacks a Sky Train. We need to get out of here and to 'Dria', she'll have more clout to get shit going than I will. We also need to get to VCC station and hope to god it's not too late."