Disclaimer: I do not own Blake's 7 or it's characters in any way shape or form. They are the property of the BBC.
Hi, my first fic for the Blakes 7 gene. I don't know if anybody will read or like me to continue...please let me know...basically in a nutshell, this is Blake from the moment he left the Liberator to his death on Gauda Prime...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN..."Twists and turns"
Governor Kellick stared at the communicator device that sat on his desk. He picked it up and turned it around in his hands and then looked up to Inmate 689/Tellguard.
"Well done 689, it is indeed a communication device...an older style one at that...but one that would be good enough to keep 759 in touch with someone..."
"Budd...I wager that he has one too tucked away somewhere...it means they do not have to see eachother to incriminate themselves so obviously"
Kellick shook his head and placed the device in a drawer.
689 wanted to get straight to the point, "now...our deal...I have brought you that as a starter so you can now start to make some arrangements for..."
Kellick waved a hand cutting him off in mid-flow, "No, no...you have NOT finished yet 689, I want names, positions, places where this 'unlikely breakout' when and where this will happen"
"How am I going to do that?"
Kellick leaned forward at the desk, "I want you set up Budd...we cannot go accusing a Federation officer without any evidence...the way you could do that is to convince 759 that YOU want to accompany him in the escape with him"
689 was skeptical, "we are not that close"
"Then use your imagination...get him on side and trust you in his confidence...he told you he wasn't going to be here for much longer...pick it up from there"
689 stood up, "I'll try..."
Kellick stood up also and met his gaze, "No there is no TRY...you DO...otherwise any chance of YOU getting off this planet stops here..."
XXX
The facility finally could been seen through the thicket of the jungle. Zante used a pair of mini-digitalised binoculars to scan the area.
"I cannot see anything or anyone...that place looks impregnable"
Logan looked at him, "It would be...NOBODY is meant to get out of the place...now our instructions are clear...we have to wait for Budds signal...HE is the only one who can get us into the facility"
Zante agreed and went and sat down on a fallen log. The air was hot and stuffy and the twin moons sent down an eerie shine of light reflecting off the facilties black walls.
Lexa came to sit next to him, "I hope Budd keeps to the time...I hate to think of us being stuck out here longer than we need to be"
Zante tried to reassure her, "There's none of those pod things about...it's quite safe"
The shrill roared out in the distance, "We STILL don't know what that thing is yet...", and she met his gaze, "...and i'd hate to find out either..."
XXX
Budd looked into the mirror after he had a shave with the electric shaver. The communicator device was in his locker. He went through into his cabin proper and unlocked the locker and pulled it out. The red light was flashing.
He had to be in position. He closed up the locker and pulled on his boots. Once laced up he went to be ready to make the renderzvous.
XXX
Logan looked up to the constellations in the night skies above. Zante followed his gaze then looked towards Lexa who was still nervous about being in the jungle for this length of time.
He stood up and then glanced towards the communicator device that was sitting next to Logan and pointed, "the signal...it's flashing...our contact is on his way"
Logan snatched it up and then hurried forward to the shadow of the facility. There was a light flashing near to the base, "There...it's him"
Logan lead the way as Zante and Lexa followed him towards the lights source. Budd was standing there on a block of concrete surrounded by iron railings.
"Budd...?", hissed Logan as he neared.
Budd nodded and aimed his flashlight towards a set concrete steps going downwards into the concrete base, "at last...I was sure that something had gone wrong"
Logan chuckled, "No...everything has gone to plan so far"
"Try telling that to Turner...", shot Zante at him.
Budd could almost guess this Turner's outcome, "fell victim to the many horrors of the jungle did he? It was inevitable that somebody might"
Lexa looked at him, "How do we get in?"
Budd pointed to the steps grimly, "Down here...I'm afraid it's the sewer network. Unless you arrive by the offical channel in a supply transporter and land on the main heli-port on the roof...then this is only way"
They followed Budd down the steps that lead in turn to a circular grill that Budd lifted up and pointed to the ladder, "Quickly...down you go"
Lexa was first to come forwards and climb down the ladder, Logan was next followed by Zante and Budd who pulled the grill shut behind him.
XXX
Down in the sewer, it was like a brick tunnel and the water was ankle deep. They all clicked their torches on and followed Budd down the gloomy curved tunnel.
After a fair walk through the water, Budd turned back to them, "Not far now", he whispered.
Logan poised his gun ahead of him and Zante could see that he was about to loom straight at Budd, he grabbed his arm and held him back, "What are you doing?"
Logan gritted his teeth, frustrated that he had been stopped in his tracks, "He could be leading us all into a trap for all we know!", he hissed.
"Budd is on OUR side. I trust him, you should to..."
Budd's voice echoed in the gloom, "Come on keep up!"
Lexa looked at both Logan and Zante in turn, "You heard him...will you two just knock it off so we can get this done...the sooner we are in there, the sooner we can free Blake"
Lexa then hurried down the tunnel, Zante glanced at Logan then hurried on after her, Logan slowly followed.
XXX
Inmate 689/Tellguard came up the corridor and stopped outside 759/Blakes dorn. The door was open slightly so he pushed it open wider.
Blake sat at his desk and looked up to him, "Come in 689 I've been expecting you"
"Really?"
759 smiled and rubbed his beard, "You cannot fool me 689...I KNOW what you are after"
689 cleared his throat, "I don't know what you mean"
"You want out, with me", 759 uttered simply.
689 shut the door and went up to him, both were fully aware of the camera.
"Not here", 689 finally mouthed.
759 nodded, "You know where...we'll talk there..."
689 nodded and left the dorm. 759 watched the door close and stood up, he grabbed the chair and placed it into the corner and stepped onto it to feel around the air vent.
To his horror, the communicator device was gone...
XXX
In the sewer, Budd reached the ladder and put a hand upon the first rudder to begin to climb up, he turned to see Logan, Zante and Lexa as they approached, the water was just above their ankles now.
"You best be switching those torches off, you won't be needing them up here"
Lexa clicked hers off and clipped it to her belt. Logan followed Budd up the ladder, Zante let Lexa go next and he carried on up behind her.
XXX
Inmate 759/Blake stepped through the oval hatchway and made his way across to the shower block. He looked both ways and then made for the door, he turned the lock and pushed the iron door inwards and entered the tiled shower area.
759 looked about him, then a cubicle door opened and Governer Kellick showed himself.
"I thought this must of been a set-up when I discovered the communicator gone"
Kellick laughed, "So...759...it's about time you told me all about this incredible escape you have been planning"
"don't tell me...689...he was the one who informed you, wasn't he"
Kellick nodded, "Yes...you are far TOO trusting 759...infact, inmate 689 has been quite informative about your little chats with Federation officer Budd"
759 was quite curious, "So tell me governor...what is 689 to gain out of all this, surely he wouldn't have bothered to go along with spying for you if there wasn't anything in it for him"
"He wants passage off this world. Freedom. Like you all do"
759 laughed, "But I don't expect it's that simple is it? I bet that 689 is not going anywhere, is he?"
Kellick laughed, "The fool can believe what he likes, the bottom line is...NOBODY escapes this facility...you are ALL to live out your lives here because you no longer exist on the outside world...that goes for you...and that goes for 689"
689 was listened at the doorway.
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