Date: Monday May 22nd, 2017
The night goes on and the dawn eventually comes. Through out the city of Justice, life kept pushing forward despite the death's of so many. Yet over this particular evening, no more of consequence perished. Had Lady Luck turned a blind eye to the city or had she just held her dice and refused to roll them for a single evening? The inhabitants of the city may never know but as dawn broken over the horizon a new day began and it was going to be a very long day. A very long day...
There was nothing one could deny it, for even though no more had shed their mortal coil there was still those that had already the day and weeks before. Ones that needed to be laid to rest. A Marine Core unit stood on the tarmac of a private area of the airport in Justice as a casket covered with the flag of the United States laid over it. They stood with a held salute as the remains of Lorna Dunn were rolled up the ramp and onto the carrier. Though she had been dishonorably discharged from the U.S. Marines, a Marine was always a Marine and there were still those in the Core in that respected her. So there they stood, having flown in the night before from South Carolina at the request of her family to escort her body home. A final salute and they walked up the ramp to sit with the casket for the flight home.
Natasha watched from the tarmac a hundred yards away. Lorna's was not the only body that would be laid to rest soon and it seemed she was going along with a group to do just that. Personal physician to Cecily during her recovery. Sighing the doctor looked around as Alicia's casket was wheeled out from the hanger and to the plane the small group would be taking to Mexico that day. The doctor had had a long night in surgery and getting packed. Not much rest for the woman in recovery and she was beyond thankful that Lincoln had been kind enough to drive her to the airport that morning.
The man she loved was not happy that she had decided to take another flight in her condition but he understood her devotion to her patients. He had made sure she had enough of her medication for the trip and was all packed up. All she really had to do was send out a text to Cecily that morning, which she had, telling her she was on her way to the airport. Natasha slept most of the drive to the airport and had to be roused when they arrived. A long kiss and goodbye later and she was on her way. Her patient at Justice Memorial was being taken care of by the nursing staff now and had been checked in on by the surgeon before being handed off to Dr. Chang in ICU. He was allowed visitors come the eleven o-clock hour. His personal effects though had yet to be brought to his room for whatever reason. Breakfast however was sitting on a tray near his bed, straight liquids for now. Broth and jello seemed to be the menu along with non-caffeinated tea to drink. It was to be expected, it was the usual post operation first meal.
Pushing her hair back from her face Natasha turned as she was tapped on the shoulder and handed off her luggage to one of the workers who was loading up the plane. "You can take a seat whenever you are ready miss. The pilot says we will take off as soon as Senor Gonzalez gives the okay," he said. Nodding Natasha walked over to the staircase and made her way up to the side door of the plane. Stepping in she glanced around. This was far better than traveling commercial, a private jet meant leg room and relaxation. Whose plane it was she had no idea but perhaps it had something to do with the Mexican she was traveling with. Probably. It didn't matter. This was the flight she had been told to board. Sitting down she got comfortable, they would arrive at their destination in Mexico within three hours of take off.
The sound of gun fire was the first thing heard in certain parts of Justice and it woke Roy. He snapped awake quickly and looked around. He was sore from the attack the night before but he felt better. Rubbing his face he grabbed a towel off the back of one of the kitchen chairs and went to take a shower. What ever messages or calls he had gotten over night were ignored for now. He needed to clean up and wake up fully. It was going to be a long day.
Thankfully breakfast was waiting on the pair who had held up in the place the night before. It was on the table with a note that Roy read before he went to wash off the scum of Justice from the night before. Seemed the two that had been there held up with him before stopped by and dropped with it. "We have a lead and are checking it out, will call when we find out more. Enjoy breakfast - Risa~
At least someone was getting somewhere he thought to himself and they had brought breakfast. Granted they had taken more of the weapons with them when they left but hey, breakfast was breakfast. It was still slightly warm so they couldn't have been gone long but the fact they had gotten in and out without being noticed worried Roy a bit, that was until he remembered just who they really were. That was their job. At least they had left a bag full of breakfast burritos. It was something. Well so was the fact they were still alive. That was good news. Probably the best news he had had in weeks.
The Asylum wasn't as lucky to have burritos for breakfast, powdered eggs and dry toast was a crappy breakfast but the residents were used to it. The cook there had once served in the Army, seemed he still figured he was. Yet even those at the Asylum were having a better meal than Cynthia was. Sitting there on the floor of run down room inside a run down house with her mother.
"Mommy, can I have some strawberry quick?" she asked innocently.
"Later, right now we can't go out, people are looking for us. They'll kill me if they find us. We have to be safe. Don't want you in more danger, don't want you ending up like all your friends from high school do we?" the woman said looking over at Cynthia. The girl nodded and went back to eating from her small pack of MRE her mother had given her. The meal sucked but she wasn't scared right then and was happy to be with her mom. Why was anyone's guess.
Food... Glorious Food. That was how it was done on the farm. Zoie had gotten up early and got into the kitchen quickly before anyone else had gotten up. She had made buttermilk biscuits, salted pork, bacon, and eggs over medium. There was a large pot of coffee sitting on the table with the rest of the plate settings as she finished cutting up fresh fruit; cantaloupes, strawberries, honeydew. Plating it on a serving platter and setting it next to a bowl of vanilla yogurt and another of granola. She wasn't sure what everyone would want to eat that morning so she figured she would just make, well everything.
"Breakfast!" she yelled down the hallway and up the stairs. She was standing there in a black suit, her hair slicked back, and high black heels. Seemed she was set to go for the day and she had her mind set on something that required more than boots and jeans. She looked every bit the high priced lawyer right then with her strand of pearls around her neck manicured nails. Removing her apron she hung it on the wall and straightened up an book from the pile she had moved from the table earlier. It had been left from the night before.
Outside of the house a stretch limo waited but the driver was not there. He was sitting on the front porch looking around as he fiddled with his hat. Relic sat next to him and the two were talking about various things, Relic seemed rather at ease around the man and a lot more open than normal. "Yeah, I bet. She likes doing stuff like that," Relic said as he heard Zoie call about breakfast.
The two stood up and stepped in side. "Morning Zo," Marc said as he winked at Zoie.
"Mornin', glad you got my message," she said as the two gave each other a big hug.
"Yeah, well I owe you. I was able to get the guns handed off and a lead because of your heads up."
The Video
Coming from the cockpit of the plane, the pilot looked around for a moment before stepping over to the movie screen hanging on the wall. In his hand he carried a package. "This was delivered to me along with a note last night," he explained as he laid the note on the table open for any to read. On it was a hand writing that Caesar would recognize easily. It was in his Miha's hand...
If you are receiving this, it means that I am gone. If I know my papi, he will be taking my body home to reset with our ancestors. Play this at take off for him. Thank you - Alicia~
The note was short, sweet, and too the point. "I am following her instructions," the pilot added as he popped an SD card into the side of the TV. Pick up the remote he clicked play on the one file on the drive. The screen remained dark for a moment before an image flashed on the screen. Alicia sat there in a rather familiar room, the same one Caesar and Cecily had found the day they had visited the private air strip. She sat on a stool and brushed her hair back for a moment before she began to speak.
"Hey Papi," she stated as she gave a small sad smile to the camera that was recording her. "I'm sorry you are having to see this. Never wanted this to have to be sent to you but if you are getting it, it means that things have gone to shit town fast. I know you papi, nothing I can say will stop you from seeking revenge so not gonna bother. You go, do what you gotta, kill ever last mother fucking one of them. Just don't get yourself killed to. I want to see ya again Papi but not yet," she said before looking down and sighing deeply.
"I've kept a lot from you papi. Trying to keep you safe. Who knows, trying to be a legend like you. Doesn't matter now. Shit needs to be done and there is no one I trust more in this world than you to get the job done. And after the job is done you have another but I will get to that in a minute." Looking back at the camera she stood up and it blurred for a moment before refocusing.
"Juno is responsible for everything. Think a female illuminate. Not everyone in the group is bad though, others were working with me to tear them apart from the inside. I can't say much right now, in case this video is discovered. I have left more information though. Find an Angel at home, they will hold the key. Find a Father, he has the secret. Lay me to rest, it holds the future," she said cryptically.
Letting a long sad sigh out she rubbed her hands along her thighs and added one last thing to the message. "I love you Papi, you are the best papi a girl could have. I'm gone now but it ain't your fault no matter how it happened. You taught me everything and I wouldn't have traded my life for anything. I'll see you again papi, don't worry," she said with a smile before blowing a kiss to the camera before waving goodbye and the video fading out to dark.
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