It's 1 AM and I just finished writing this chapter. I'm very tired, so some of it might not make sense. If it doesn't, I'll fix it later.
Disclaimer: I see no further need of repeating myself if you've read this far.
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"Oh, you have got to be shitting me!" Raine cried, apparently sick of manners. The maintenance tunnel was filled with Erasers.
There was about twenty of them, but they didn't appear armed. Perhaps they were a scouting party. But we had opened the door, ind it wouldn't take long for them to notice us. Without thinking, I reached for my sword, and the next twenty or so seconds of my memory are blank.
Twenty or so seconds later, every last Eraser in the tunnel was either dead or severely wounded on the ground. And for some reason, I didn't care.
Call me crazy. I'm doing it myself. I then asked one of those that wasn't too badly injured just what this party was doing.
He replied, his voice racked with pain, "we were to relocate the entrance to one of Itex's old labs. You know, the one that you overrun," he said, with great emphasis on the you. "That's right. You were there, Line, though I don't know how. According to the scientists, after we retreated, you were in a coma in one of our cages the whole time." I couldn't believe my ears, but I held this information from Gil. Just in case it was true. "I wouldn't believe it either, until I saw you open the tunnel, and drew that damn sword."
That was the confirmation I needed. After hearing that, I couldn't leave the bastard alive. So I drew my handgun and put him out of his misery.
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"I guess I'm not the only one whose changed," said Aaron, his voice shaky with fear. But I didn't care. I simply ignored him, moved the group along the tunnel, following the wall.
I sent a report to Gil, containing the details of the party, and told them to prepare for an attack while we were away. Itex is prepared to take the Institute back at any cost.
I had just finished the report, when the door came into view.
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Jace opened the door, but when he peeked out, he nearly got his head taken off by an oncoming train, saved at the last second by Sarah, who had seen it coming via echo.
"Damn," said Eric, "We're gonna have to get off the rails fast!" It didn't take long to find a safe ledge to rest on.
It was about five hundred metres down, and surprisingly large. It was an old boarding platform that had long been out of use. It was roomy enough to hold all of us comfortably with our wings outstretched, so that's got to be something. The only thing we needed now was food. I hadn't had a decent meal in months, and I'm betting the other's aren't faring so well either in that department. So I took the more normal looking ones, being Raine, Jace, and myself, and went further down the tracks, looking for a restaurant, or a camp, or something.
And then we found what we were looking for.
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