Night visions.



Thursday December 12th 2069.
They are deep into the occupied zone of the Canns Landing Corridor, it is now two hours before sunrise and the members of team alpha have found themselves in a bit of a standoff with other human beings. Human beings who shouldn’t be here, human beings who shouldn’t be alive. And yet here they are, survivors in this wasteland. They stand for a time in silence, as if trying to size up the members of team Alpha, the guns do not appear to concern them. There are all in all eighteen people surrounding them, they are all dressed in cloaked hoods their faces concealed, each covered in a hood, each carries a long staff with a wide sweeping blade at the ends, the feeling is uncomfortable for all parties, until Samantha Bliss decides to break the silence.
“We are government agents, from Threshold.. Identify yourselves.”
One lone figure begins to move forward slowly in the direction of Samantha Bliss.
“All we want are the two reds.. The male and the female.. The rest of you may pass unharmed.”
She shakes her head no.
“The female is with us.. The male is a prisoner of Threshold. Now .. How far do you want to take this game?”
She can see his eyes studying her for signs of a bluff, her eyes never leave his as she addresses the members of Team Alpha.
“Team Alpha… Assemble and present arms..”
They raise their weapons each acquiring a target.
“Klinger?”
“Yes Ma’am?”
“The first one that takes an aggressive stance or moves towards us?”
“Yes Ma’am?”
“Kill them.”
“Yes ma’am.”
He studies her for a moment before raising his hand to the Fellowship.
They stand down.
“I am Derek Conner, the leader of the Florence Street Fellowship.”
She motions to Klinger.
“And what are a group of armed civilians doing wandering the streets of the reds occupied territory?”
“We live here.”

Dark City Streets.



She listens as Derek Conner relates the story of how the fellowship came to be, how they all in one way or another became homeless long before the reds occupied this place. How they’d lived on the fringes of a society that had long before abandoned them to the lives of street urchins and panhandlers. Left to live by their own devices, with nowhere to turn and little to lose. When the reds came with their onslaught, those who could not run went underground and banded together, a few short years ago they began to attack the reds under the cover of night, fighting for and taking back their streets, and their home. Through whatever means necessary.
“And you torture them?”
“Sometimes.”
“For what purpose?”
“Have you been to a market here lately Miss Bliss?” they took all of the food and they have it stored all over the place, all of the way back to Cuji’s outpost. If we don‘t fight.. We go back to starving.”
She looks at Priss who seems quite captivated by Derek Conner’s story. She moves in behind Samantha Bliss and leans towards her back to whisper in her ear.
“They do this for food? Samantha.. I do not believe him. There has to be more to it than that.”
She turns her chin towards Priss, her eyes never leaving Derek Conner.
“You have great instincts my girl, I wasn’t buying it entirely either, there is more.. I can feel it.”
she asks Derek Conner about the missing agents, and if he’d seen them, and he tells her that they have been killed by the reds, their bodies most likely back to Cuji’s outpost. This revelation cause’s the red prisoner they know as Thed to show some concern, but he says nothing in the company of Derek Conner. Later however he manages to get Klinger and Milo Tripper away from the conversation. Thed’s level of discomfort is all Klinger and Milo need to see to know that something isn’t right. He pulls him to the side.
“Something you want to share with us Thed M’boy?”
“Mr. Klinger, He…. Is not telling the truth.”
“How do you know that Thed?”
“The three agents that Samantha Bliss has spoken of?”
“Yeah? What about them?.”
“My comrade Lugz and me, three days before we were being chased by other Threshold Agents, we were on training maneuvers with a field detachment, when they came across the bodies of three humans who were carrying threshold Identification.”
“And?”
Thed pauses slightly to look at Klinger and Milo.
“They were already dead when we found them.”

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