The Overseer sits at his large desk, watching Jayden. His Vault jumpsuit is tarnished, and there's blood on it. A nasty gash has just recently healed on his forehead. A struggle? Perhaps the Rebels are more dangerous than Jayden originally thought.
Officer Gomez and Wilkins are standing guard just inside the office, in case Jayden decides to escape. Just minutes before Officer Wilkins and Gomez dragged Jayden into the office. Jayden didn't struggle. He's decided that he doesn't want to kill anymore. He's thinking as a hero should.
"Jayden. What brings you back to the Vault?" the Overseer asks with a dangerous smile.
Unconsciously, Jayden gulps. Sure, he could easily take out all three of these men, and then go and find Amata, but that's not how a hero would do it. With a sigh, Jayden answers, "Your daughter sent me a distress signal. She said that the Vault was... well not what it used to be."
The Overseer gives a curt nod, and stares into Jayden's eyes. "There's something you're not telling me Jayden. You really shouldn't keep secrets from people with authority," the Overseer growls.
He looks up at the guards and nods. Wilkins instantly pounces on Jayden, while Gomez reluctantly draws his weapon. Jayden grits his teeth, and keeps from drawing his own weapon. No, that would be a mistake. Pulling out a shotgun would spell immediate death.
The Overseer raises from his desk and walks up to Jayden. Once he's an inch from his face, he whispers, "Tell me what everything Jayden. Or Wilkins here will end you. Or maybe I'll make Gomez kill you. Death by a friend's hand, a nice touch don't you think?"
"Amata was right. You have gone crazy," Jayden spits.
The Overseer frowns, and leans back on his desk. "So, my own daughter thinks I'm mad. Is this what she said in the distress signal?"
Jayden nods but maintains his ice cold glare. How could this man have lead the Vault for so long? Why didn't anyone stop him?
With a sigh, the Overseer carefully takes a picture from his desk. It's Amata. Even now he cares for her. Jayden can tell that he's tired of this. Maybe he is crazy, but there's still a loving father somewhere deep down. Suddenly, the Overseer looks up with a new expression on his face. Defeat.
"Go. Just... just go. See Amata, maybe she has the answers. Obviously I don't."
"Sir! You can't let this outsider through! We should kill him now, and get it all over with," Wilkins demands, pulling out a knife. Slowly and carefully he traces an outline on Jayden's cheek, cutting him and drawing blood.
"Stop Wilkins. You heard the Overseer. Let him go," Gomez orders, aiming his gun at Wilkins.
Reluctantly, Wilkins pulls away, glaring at Gomez as he exits the office.
"Gomez, escort our guest to the Rebel base... err the classroom. See if you can get Amata to come and talk to me. I think it's about time that I faced my daughter."