A/N: So it's been a bit, and I've already started writing out the plot for the sequel to this bad boy. Right now I'm getting ready to get back on platoon so I'll write as much as I can even try to finish this so I can do the sequel which will involve Luther Braxton and more on the Fulcrum. I'm trying to incorporate elements of the shows episodes in so it has something driving it. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the sho... I mean... chapter .
Thanks to all my readers and those that add my story, you are all now aware of my disclaimers, it's in the earlier chapters I'm tired and lazy so if you want them go back a chapter or two. I really don't own the show or the big name characters just mine. I'll see you all in my next chapter and so it's known, this chapter is dark but not enough to rate it up, however if there are complaints I will change the rating.
Again many thanks,
Guardian.
The travel to the United States was eventful because of the fact that the group was split into two groups with two different plane flights going to a privately owned airstrip run by one of Red's contacts within the State of Washington, DC. As they taxied on the runway a semi-truck pulled out from the hanger followed by a fork lift and a construction crew. Kamryn climbed out of the privately own cargo jet and looked up the ramp she had walked down from to the three men that had been caught and chained together.
"Get the crosses out and assemble them then load them onto the truck. Make sure those three are kept alive and make sure they are watered and fed, give them a last supper and make sure they don't die. The Yakuza here will make sure of it. All of you are handsomely paid so please don't piss me off any more than necessary hmm?" The construction crew moved into gear as the Yakuza dragged the men out and into the cargo truck. Red had landed an hour or two earlier and pulled up in his Mercedes sedan, when he got out he helped Liz out of the car and the two looked on at Kamryn in her Black long coat with the high collar with a black and blood red scarf with her all black outfit consisting of her dress shirt, vest, pants and her ever present combat boots.
The sunglasses that she wore even though it was night was foreboding enough that Liz shivered into her father's side as Kamryn's gaze turned to them along with the set jaw and face. Red knew that the Kamryn they had been accustomed to had well taken a back seat and the Dire Wolf was truly who was at the forefront. It was physically clear that she was a woman not to be messed with and he knew that if he tried to do anything now he would dearly pay for it.
Kamryn walked away from the cargo plane and in essence stalked over to the two just as Dembe climbed out of the car looking at the Dire Wolf.
"I come baring a gift Kamryn, there should be an SUV coming around the bend with what you requested. I managed to capture a few of Berlin's men."
Kamryn looked over the man's shoulder just as a black SUV pulled onto the runway and came to a stop by the moving crew. Looking back and nodding to the Yakuza who had secured the three Japanese traitors they went to secure and move the Russians over.
"If you can provide a distraction in a couple of hours, I'll plant the crosses and make sure that the heart of the city knows I am in town. The Hellhound has taken everything and he has nothing to lose, I will make sure that he knows he cannot run from what he has done. I will make sure that he stays dead this time."
Liz had cocked her head at this and looked at Kamryn with a confused look on her face, Red's jaw worked a little as if to say something, but his eyes were working in over drive and what Kamryn said that confirmed everything that he had thought of on the flight over.
"The Hellhound is my brother, Caleb Destler. Turns out the little shit coward didn't kill himself like he should have when he was last seen in prison. He attacked my father and landed him in the hospital when I came home for Christmas leave. I ended up in the hospital with a few broken ribs going down an escalator to protect my father. I hold no lost love for my brother and his life choices.
Family means everything Liz, don't ever forget that. Those that I protect I treat as a temporary family, and I will do whatever it takes to make sure that nothing ever happens to them. I'm attached to you both including Dembe and your pet saving friend Mr. Vargas.
What I'm about to do will not be pretty but it is to protect the family I have now, the family that I allowed into my life and because I seem to be looking at protecting you Liz full time, I don't want anything to happen to either of you two. My brother is too aggressive, he too dangerous be left alive and he will hurt those that are around me and that includes your father, you and Saya… and that I cannot allow."
Liz eyed Red and watched him nod and looked to Dembe who pulled out his phone and set about calling contacts in the city. Once the phone was handed off to Red, Liz moved up beside Kamryn and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Direwolf. Pain was radiating off of the woman as was rage and the clothing that she was wearing was indicative of the mood and darkness she was inhabiting at the moment.
"Kamryn?" The woman's head turned as she looked over to Liz through the black sunglasses. Liz took Kamryn's hand with her uninjured one and laced her fingers together and squeezed it tight. Kamryn returned the gesture as Liz spoke up, "I know what you are going through, but I don't want to see you cross a line you aren't ready to cross. Somehow though I don't think that's the problem, I think your problem is that you have so much darkness in you that you fear letting it out even if it's for my protection.
I normally wouldn't say this to someone within the law enforcement world, but you work outside of it. So I will say this. You court dark and light well, use your darkness and come back to the light, come back and be who I know you are Kamryn. Remember your values… I've read your tattoo in the Chinese and the German. Loyalty. Honesty. Strength. Family. Keep those and even though what you are about to do is the ugliest thing my line of work sees… I will always remember why you did what you did." Kamryn stood tall even if her head was tilted down, her jaw turned a fraction as if to look at Liz.
"Do what you need to but remember who you are and why you are the Direwolf, but also remember that you are . Destler as well." Kamryn fully turned her face to Liz as the corner of her mouth lifted a fraction, releasing Liz's hand she nodded and headed towards the semi-truck as the Yakuza finished stringing up the six. Red had come back and looked to Liz as she watched Kamryn after his phone call.
"I hope I was able to give her a bit more of a path instead of being pure rage."
"Did the information I was able to gather you on the flight help?"
"It did, thank you Red. We have to give her that information after this is all over." Father and daughter and looked to each other as Red cocked his head to Liz, a nod and him resetting the position of his head was enough for Liz as they watched the truck ramp rise and the construction crew climbed into the truck along with Kamryn. Even though Liz was and FBI agent, she became aware of just how the world needed people to commit certain forms of evil. The Blacklist was one such avenue that Red had brought out into the world after he was forced into the life of crime; twenty years of compilation and they were chasing the world's most dangerous people that many of the world's governments had no idea existed.
Dembe had walked up and stood at his Boss' side as the Semi-truck was closed up and they pulled off the airstrip.
"Raymond, we need to head to the safe house. Sniper teams are set up at the site where the Direwolf is going to be. She is covered, we are not safe out here as a bulletin for an unknown airplane has been sent out." Red nodded and put a hand at the small of Liz's back and led her to their awaiting car. Once inside they took off and in good time as the planes had taken off and the police had shown up thirty minutes later having missed the action that was about to go down.
Standing in the cargo container with the construction crew that belonged to Red, The Direwolf leaned against one of the walls staring at the men that stared back at her, time held no meaning as they travelled to their location. The lights from the crew were attached to the inside of the container and cast shadows about. The Russians snarled and swore in their mother tongue but for all their bravado, the Dire Wolf did not give an ounce of care as they went over a bump in the road. All the crosses the men were attached to were hand-cuffs and rope as per The Direwolf's wish laid angled on racks. The Clan traitors closed their eyes and prayed to whatever god they thought would deliver them to the underworld.
"You know what I never understood… how you could betray your home, your people… your leader that put so much trust into you. Centuries of history and secrecy… all up in smoke. As for you Russians, you are becoming a pain in my royal ass. You attack my client and you go about wanting to kill her, your boss has a death wish and by the end he will be begging… just like you when I start with the first one of the crosses." A phone went off as The Direwolf walked up to the largest of the Russians and stared at him through her black lenses, the phone was answered as one of the construction men walked up to her and looked down to the man on the cross.
"Dire Wolf, we have received reports that Reddington's distraction is under way, all available police, fire and ambulance services are being sent to the distraction. We are five minutes from your target site." The Direwolf looked over and nodded once before grinning darkly at the Russian.
"I think I'll leave you for last, wouldn't want you to miss the show… would we?" The man spat or tried to spit at the Dire Wolf but found that he couldn't do anything with his head strapped down to the cross. When they arrived at the site, the Dire Wolf was met with a second construction crew with two crane trucks at the doors.
"We were told to help you set up some ground ornaments."
"Perfect, get these crosses out and get them planted into the ground. We have less than thirty minutes to get them set up and for you to be out of here. I have a vehicle drop set up, so I will be driving out of here and to the safe house. I thank you gentlemen as head of time and hope that Reddington pays you handsomely for this." The men grinned as the Foreman started barking orders and they got the crosses out of the container with the Japanese and the Russians mouths gagged and their head's still bound. It took the teams twenty minutes to set up the crosses all in a row and to have them stabilized before they picked up and left leaving the Dire Wolf alone.
Part of this little display was Aram's ability to hack into the camera feeds from the long distance that he was at and to loop the feed to buy the Dire Wolf the time she needed to do whatever it was. As the Direwolf stood in front of the six men she pulled a half serrated and half straight edge combat knife. It was a large blade and one that looked like it had been around for a long time or at least extremely well used and well cared for.
Taking her coat and vest off setting it off to the side on top of a transformer box that was nearby, the Direwolf rolled her sleeves up to mid-arm and replaced her winter gloves with a set of blue latex medical gloves. Taking the blade in hand again the Dire Wolf walked up to the Russian and cut the binds to his head but left the gag.
"I want you to see this, I want you to see just exactly what I'm about to do to each of these men… and I can guarantee you… it's not pretty." The Direwolf stepped away from the man and went to the first of the Japanese men and cocked her head to the side before she set about 'stripping' the man. By the time she was done on the first man after flaying him and draping sections of flesh over the man's shoulders like a scarf she turned to the see the others look on in fear. She finished the presentation with the man's guts hanging out from three slash marks across the abdomen and the beginnings of a message carved into the chest.
The rest followed in similar suite and when the Dire Wolf got to the large Russian, she could see the fear and smell it as the man couldn't hold in his bladder and his colon. Smirking and looking at her blood covered arms she reached for the Russian's jaw and held it place before she slammed the blade under the man's chin into the man's brain. Stepping back and finishing with the last man and the message she pulled her gloves off and wipe her arms down before picking up her coat and sheathing her knife at the back of her waist and walked away. It was about seven blocks away that Kamryn pulled out a headset and her phone looking through the phone numbers pushing one number.
"It's done." She hung up right after as she headed into a car park seeing her Scion FRS from when she was last in the United States. Going to the trunk she pulled her key fob out from her pants and hit a button as the trunk popped open. Opening the trunk she pulled out a cleaning kit and a garment protector and quickly wiped down the blood that was on her body and bagged her bloody cloths having changed into clean black dress slacks with a blood red dress shirt as she pulled her vest back on. Throwing her coat on and putting the items into the trunk she closed it and went to the driver's side and climbed in shutting the door as her phone rung in her ear.
Starting the car and answering the phone she didn't expect Aram's voice on the other end to be freaking out at her before the Mossad Agent took the phone away picking up the topic of conversation and explaining that the camera systems were back up and now that the display that Kamryn left behind was not only generating problems but Homeland Security and the Secret Service were now all over the site. It was clear the message was getting around as reporters and TV crews were all over the place. Kamryn thanked Samar and hung up the call driving by her handy work looking over the barriers that were set up before taking off to the safe house in Baltimore.
It was nighttime by the time that Kamryn pulled up the safe house in a suburban neighbourhood in a semi-rich area. As she pulled into the garage and the door shut she was met by Liz's dog bounding up to her feet as Red stood in the doorway looking at her.
"Quite a picture, I don't think I've seen the Mexican Cartels make such a scene, I don't even think I've seen the dictators in the African Provinces do that, butcher and massacre, but not that."
"I did warn you that what I was going to do… there are areas of me where I am not a good person. A darkness festers inside my heart that I fight to keep at bay, very rarely do I let it out and when I do." Red nodded at Kamryn's statement and walked back into the house calling Hudson inside. Kamryn went to the back of the car and pulled put the bag and slung it over her shoulder and went into the house where a washer was standing ready with the cleaning supplies and the laundry room ready for her use. Pulling her shades off and setting them off to the side Kamryn took off her coat and scarf putting it on the top of the dryer before putting the bag into the large wash basin sink and opening it.
Taking the bloody shirt out and turning the water on and putting a plug into the one of the two basins she watched the water tinge pink as the blood flowed out of the black fabric like a tea steeping from its bag. Leaning over and watching the black bag soak as well after she removed the clothing from the bag she placed her hands on either side of the sink and closed her eyes taking in slow deep breaths before she felt someone at her side staring at her.
"You're trying to hide… don't hide."
"I have to Liz, the Dire Wolf must be kept on its leash. To unleash it would be just like you saw on tv, to have that unleashed again without a direction, without a sense of purpose or drive would disastrous. The Hellhound wants me to make a mistake, to become that angry so that I don't have all my bases covered. My brother wants me to get sloppy and he wants me to suffer." Kamryn shifted her gaze from the water to Liz and gazed at the profiler taking in her stance and her observation of the human guard dog.
"I think Kamryn that the Dire Wolf is needed to be let off the chain, you don't cage an animal. The animal has to be free in being what it is. In your case, you and Red live in a world of darkness, evil and the only way for you to survive is to fight that and become the thing that they fear the most.
I understand now why Red is the way he is and what he's done to make sure that I'm kept as safe as possible and the fact that he's had to take the path he did just to ensure everything had gone right with me means the world, even if my love for him conflicts with the morals and the rules I've been raised with." Liz came closer and saw the conflicting emotions within Kamryn's eyes and her face, her body tightened trying to control the emotional responses.
"I've seen your brother's handy work over the years, Red and I looked over old case files. I used to think that Red was a monster, what I saw within those images… I get now that it takes a monster to take out monsters. You aren't a monster but you live in the world of them. Do what you need to; I beg you to protect not just me, not just my father or my coworkers. I beg you to protect the world from a true monster, be whatever you have to be to protect all of us. My father is a criminal mastermind and he is more into information, I've seen what you can be… that's what's needed here and now." Liz watched as Kamryn's eyes shifted and the darkness behind Kamryn's walls were banging to be let out.
"When did you become your father?" Liz cocked her head to the side as Kamryn continued, "When did you become someone that is able to use their words and manipulate the situation as well as console?" Liz's face scrunched up in thought as she went over everything she said to Kamryn and put a hand to her mouth, Kamryn was right. When did she fall so far that she resorted to using her profiling to allow someone to openly kill?
Kamryn's attention turned to the sink tap and she turned the tap off with the water dripping a few times before she turned and walked over to Liz and stepping in close looking her in the eye.
"Darkness takes hold in different ways, Red had changed you from the time he met you to watch you and take care of you. He was teaching you to look into using darkness and light, to see as a criminal in the position of a cop. He was teaching you to look behind all the lies and to see the truth even when it hurts. He wants you to be able to stand on your own two feet and remain in a world that he cannot should something happen to him. Whatever you do, don't change that. See criminals for who they are and see heroes for who they are, that should help with your balance.
I will do what I need to stop the Hellhound… I will help Red with Berlin. I want you to live free in your life, I don't want to see you in our world and have to suffer the mistakes of the past. You shouldn't be in our world, you are the light to utter and black darkness." Kamryn turned back to her sink and undid the cuffs of her sleeves and rolled them up to mid arm before reaching for a scrub brush and laundry soap and set about hand washing the dirtied clothes. The TV report in the background was that of how there was a grotesque display on the outer edges of the White House by the grove of trees. It was reported to be an in and out job and that all the attention on a massive car pile-up at the front of the White House gates followed by an explosion that destroyed the oilrig that rolled over. The police report on the news went on to say that it was an accident and that the rollover was due to a tire blowing out, the crosses found on the grounds of the White House however were not an accident and it was breaking news.
The following days the News went over to talk about the Crosses that held the remains of three Japanese and three Russians, the connections were not said. However the Hellhound had seen the news and a response to the Dire Wolf was left in the form of a hospital set on fire and that the death of two doctors formed the name 'Alice Destler'. The News didn't stop as bodies started to pile up and carve a path through the United States.
"These recent murders are not the work of a terrorist, but rather someone trying to bring out someone called the Dire Wolf. I can tell you the American People that there is no such person as the Dire Wolf… whomever this is, is a sick individual and he will be brought to justice."
DIREWOLF CHALLENGED BY HELLHOUND!
Swath of bodies carved all across the country leaves the country in fear.
HOSPITAL EXPLODES INJURING HUNDREDS AND KILLING 15.
Top cardiothoracic Surgeon Alice Lin and Pediatrics Physician Allen Destler among the dead.
Memorial held for the dead of a blaze that killed 50, Garret Anderson and Penny Destler of A&D Law Firm found in their apartment.
SEATTLE IN FEAR AFTER A FIRE RIPS THROUGH THE DOCKS!
"Eyewitness reports of two unidentified people having pulled several dock workers from a raging fire have police baffled. It is unknown what has started the fire that had apparently started from different points on the dock, but police are investigating the scene and searching the two heroes. Any information on their whereabouts should contact the Seattle Police Department."
MISSING PLUTONIUM FROM MILITARY SITE HAS HIGHER UPS PANICKING.