Adam led the way around the outside of the building, the naked, exhausted men running behind him as quickly as they could. He was the only one with clothes; he was the only one with a weapon.
Memories of the Mothers shooting down at them earlier from one of the apartment buildings made him leery to take them out in the open, but it was the only way they were going to be able to get to the camp. He didn’t see any Mothers in the buildings when he stuck his head out around the corner. Nor did he see anyone wearing his own colored uniform. An occasional popping sound made its way out from inside the building, but other than that there was only the chirping of birds in the trees in the distance and the buzz of insects.
“All right! Keep your heads down. We’re going to that next building over there, got it?” Adam said, turning to face the
Incompetence was something Mother White wasn’t very good at tolerating. Presently, she was surrounded by it. Not only were the idiots in the control room driving her crazy with their inability to follow simple directions and point the cameras where they needed to go, every detail she’d sent out so far to stop Rain and her little group of meddlers had been blasted to bits. Really, how hard was it to stop four people? The fact that they’d broken Lightning out of prison, along with the rest of the women who’d somehow managed to survive since the Rebellion, and now 24C was running across the courtyard with a group of Dicks was enough to make her blood boil.Knowing how close Lightning was to infiltrating their system was enough to make her want to shoot the rest of the Mothers in the room in the head.But White was no tech guru. She needed t
“What the hell happened?” Adam shouted, leaving the men behind as he ran across the open ground to where Mist was sitting next to one of the dormitories. She was cradling Walt’s head in her arms, and the tears streaming down her face said more than any words could tell him.“We got the women back to camp, and he insisted he was fine.” Mist said, her breathing labored. “But then, we got back this far, and he collapsed. I tried to use the healing wand but….”Adam looked carefully at Walt’s pant leg. It was completely soaked in blood, dripping down inside of his boot. “Is he still breathing?” Adam asked.Mist nodded her head. “Barely. I don’t know what to do. I patched up the wound but--”&
Mother White knew the passages in this building frontward and backward. It was almost as if she’d been here her whole life, like she’d never left to go serve her country in all of those other towns. As she headed down the passages near the men’s cafeteria, stepping over bodies and around pools of blood, she instinctively knew that what she was looking for wasn’t far away.The girl was weak. She’d have to be after all of that time in a prison cell with very little food and water. It was a wonder any of them had survived honestly. They’d lost their usefulness months ago, when the Rebellion was over, and the only people who could give them the answers and the results they needed were the ones who’d actually escaped, not the idiots who’d failed and been left behind.And this girl was the ringleader of all of it. How h
The door was right ahead of her.All Rain needed to do was push through that door and head around the side of the medical building, run around the side, and make her way back to camp. Hell, she even knew how to get there if she cut right through the woods and swing around so that there was little to no chance of any of the Mothers catching up to her.She had the thumb drive in her pocket. That was all they needed, other than just killing as many Mothers as possible. Once she got back to camp, the commanders could call the rest of their forces back, and then, they could bomb the hell out of the building, killing everyone and destroying them once and for all. Without this building, the Mothers wouldn’t be able to survive. At least, that was the impression Rain had gotten from how they were defending it.So why w
He needed to find Rain.Adam ran back to IW--again--not thinking about where he was going there, only that he was going. He had to find Rain before something awful happened to her. But he had no idea where she was at or how he was going to find her.Hopefully by now, Lightning had gotten all of the information they needed off of the computer and made her way out of the building. He hadn’t seen her anywhere, though. It was possible she might’ve gone a different direction.Wouldn’t Rain have gone with Lightning? If so, surely she would’ve gone the same way that he went, knowing that it was the most direct way to get back to camp.Not necessarily. There were some other places she could’ve gone, and there could be logical reasons why she m
“You’re going to have to stay back, soldier.” The paramedics had told Mist at least twenty times that she had to stay back, but it hadn’t registered the first nineteen times, and it didn’t this time either. Blinded by her tears, she stood at the foot of the cot that Walt was lying on, watching the medical staff do everything they could do to stop the bleeding.It was too late. The words kept playing over and over in her head. “Damn it,” she muttered under her breath, not for the first time. Why did he have to be so stubborn? Why couldn’t he have listened to Rain? She was a medical student--a good one at that! He could’ve stayed behind after they escorted the women out. He could’ve gotten help before he fell over.He’d lost so much blood.She’d h
The bullet fire in the distance seemed to be getting louder. That made Rain think she was going the right direction. It seemed like all of the action was going on in the center of the building, and that’s where she was headed now.The Bridge. Finding it was going to be difficult because she had never been there before. She had the idea, though, that she needed to go to the medical ward, though. While she’d never seen any indication that The Bridge was located near the incubators where the fetuses were kept, it just made sense that it would be there because the majority of people transported over to the other side, whatever the hell that happened to be, were the fetuses.As Rain hurried down the hallways, headed back to the medical ward where she’d been earlier that day, she had to wonder why they would even bother to take the fetuses over The
“Where are you taking me?”Adam couldn’t help but ask the question as the Mother dragged him along the hallways, a gun to his head. It was awfully convenient for her that all of the fighting was going on in other parts of the building so that the Quebecian troops were all pulled away from where she was forcing him to march in front of her.“Shut your mouth, 24C, and walk,” she said.“Or what? You’re going to shoot me? I find that unlikely.” The nozzle of the gun was practically buried in his brain stem, she had it shoved up so hard against him, her other arm wrapped around his midsection. She was strong, but he knew he could overpower her. It was just a matter of how fast she could pull that trigger.Something told hi