After the others had left, Forty and I stayed and worked on plans for the diversion. It all depended on one or the other of us getting called in to meet with General Case… and finding the tablet.
“What do we do if this doesn’t happen?” Forty asked.
“Well… I guess we just try not to die during the raid,” I answered tiredly, my head spinning with all the plans we’d discussed.
She pulled close again, putting her arm around me. “You need to get some rest. Though, if I’m honest, there are other things I’d love to do with you.”
I looked at her. “I wondered. Have you ever had a boyfriend? Is there someone out there that I have to worry about wanting to kill me?”
“Well? Have you heard anything?” Forty-Five whispered to me.I shook my head, shoveling my breakfast in as fast as I could. Scavenging today… and Forty was already cracking the whip.“Nothing,” I said. “If he was sentenced, they didn’t say anything to us about it.”Forty-Five nodded with a frown. “Odd… usually if they execute someone, they make it pretty public.”We finished eating and headed for the door to meet Forty. I was stopped there by General Case himself. “Beta Forty-Two… come with me. There’s something I need to discuss with you.”I nodded, avoiding looking at anyone on the squad. If they were going to pull off our little sh
Forty stood in the corridor, getting a report from the rest of the squad. “Is Forty-Five okay?” I asked as I hurried to join them.She shot me a scathing look. “He just got his ass dragged off to the infirmary, what do you think? We’ll do without him today. Everyone get upstairs right now, the last one up gets extra springs tonight.”I was stunned… then I figured it out. She was acting harshly again, but only to a point. I was pretty sure she would follow through on her threat of sprints, even with me. I bolted up the stairs, arriving only a second ahead of Forty-Four, who gave me a dirty look when Forty pronounced his sentence of extra sprints.I shrugged and grinned. “You snooze, you lose, man,” I muttered to him, forgetting how sharp Forty’s hea
We both managed to scrape together a respectable number of items before heading back into the Underground. We were exhausted and overheated, but I was at least hopeful. I had a decent shortlist of ideas as to what the tablet passcode might be, but there was no way I was going to attempt to get into it until I was alone.After dinner, as promised- or threatened, really- Forty put us through sprints until we were ready to puke. Fortunately, she let us go after that, telling us that we needed to get some rest. “Everyone meets in the dining hall at oh-six-hundred for instructions on the raid,” she told us. “At this point, we still don’t have the final plan… Command is still waiting for some last-second data before settling on a strategy. Last I heard, the general idea is that we keep the guards at the entrance busy while another team actually goes into the building.”
Forty said nothing for the longest time, just staring at the floor in shock. I decided to prod a little. “I assume that’s not what you want?”She shivered. “No, of course not!” she said, hugging me tightly. “I’d never wish death on the world, how could you even think that? But… to know that someone is trying to fix things… this means everything to me! I swear I won’t betray you, just… who are you? I mean really… are you a part of the government?”“No. I’m not. The government… they’ve gotten a little too used to being in power, and they’re not my allies. Or yours. I’m part of something else… something no one knows about, and hopefully never will.”“But… why?” she asked
Bright and early- about an hour before we were usually yanked out of bed, Forty came to my room and unceremoniously flopped on my bed, startling me out of a sound sleep. “Hey… wake up,” she said, her voice sounding cross.I rolled over and looked up at her. “Oh… hi. Did they tell you the plan?”She sighed. “The plan… it’s what we thought. Grandpa hoped you would be able to activate your tablet so we could just waltz in there, massacre the guards, and waltz back out with everything they’ve got. Obviously, that’s not going to happen now, and he’s pretty pissed. He told me that if I survive this raid without taking an injury, I can keep my rank. If I’m injured, he’ll bounce me back to Delta foot soldier.”“If you die, obv
As she had warned, we received what was meant to be a soul-stirring pep talk from our very own Glorious Leader. The Deltas ate it up, the Alphas looked bored, the Betas…They were scared.Small wonder, given that they were going into battle with an inexperienced, untried leader. I had confidence in the former Twenty, now Captain Beta. He wasn’t large, physically. He didn’t have that charismatic look about him, he wasn’t handsome, or even particularly well-spoken.Then you looked into his eyes… they were everywhere, taking in everything, and constantly calculating odds. I had a suspicion that he was the son of a former officer from before the crash. I made a mental note to find out. If I could get things running again, once I had the power to do so, I was going to find all the Undergro
Forty was like a statue, just staring. I suppose she thought that she was going to die where she stood. I knew better… he wouldn’t kill us yet. Not until he’d gotten the code from me, and he would likely use her to force me to reveal it.“Now… you seem like a smart young man, so let’s cut to the chase before your team ends up getting minced out there. Give me the tablet, and the code, and I’ll let you go.”“Right,” I drawled. “The second I give you anything, you’ll kill me. And your granddaughter, for good measure, I’m sure.”I saw a flinch in the guards, but not the old man. It was interesting. “She told you, I’m sure.”“Yes.”
I could spend years describing the two days we spent crawling around the sewers, working our way slowly through a maze of traps, automated locking doors, and waist-deep sewage, but if I'm honest, it was pretty boring. Disgusting and stressful, yes, but nothing happened that is worth mentioning. It was just a lot of gross, tedious exploration in our desperation to put as much distance between us and the Underground as possible.When we finally arrived at the sewer outlet closest to the distribution depot, that's when the real fun began. It all started with five guys surrounding us, pointing guns at our heads, fighting over who would have the honor of blasting our brains all over the ground."Please," Lauren begged, her voice shaking. "We're not enemies!""Oh yeah? Is that why you're dressed like those thugs from the