Chapter 5 – Override

“What do you see? “Jack whispers too Spinned as they reach the station at the end of the empty road.

The gang stops at a pair of large doors leading into the station, the large grey building towering above the well armed outlaws.

“Three people, loading the mag.”

“They should almost be done.” Jack raises his foot to the door “Lets go”

With a crash the door the door breaks open spurring up a cloud of dust into a small unmanned security room, the crew wastes no time running through into the station proper, the station platform is covered in pallet-ed boxes some being moved by forklift drones onto the mag-levs upper platform, on the other side of the station the three workers assist the drones bringing in boxes from outside the station, unaware of the gangs entrance.

“Lets move onto the rail and make ourselves known, Ill handle the override” Kisla whispers to the other two before they sneak through the boxes.

The magnetic levitating rail system was not a new technology by any degree when Crimson Soul was founded, being a major component of industrial transport long before the awakening, however it had never been implemented on the scale seen in the soul, its massive rail network connects every single part of the Soul from mines to farms transporting everything save for the largest of machinery, about twice the width of a rail car and with two floors of storage a single Mag-Lev will move at a maximum of 600 mph just shy of the sound barrier.

“Alright Everyone Stop What Your Doing!” Jack announces Firing a round into the Mag-Levs raised protective canopy “We here are liberating you of all this fine Ichor and cactus juice, anyone have a problem with that?”

The loading drones and workers stop, completely motionless the workers stare at Jack silently.

“righhht just stay right there there” Jack says sounding a little unsure

“This place creeps me the fuck out” Spinned wispers as Kisla moves to the lower level of the Mag-Lev into its control room and begins working the console.

For a few minutes the uneasy silence continues before the canopy lowers and the Mag-Lev jolts into motion almost causing Jack to lose his balance.

After adjusting to the moving vehicle Jack and Spinned head to the control room “about how long?” Spinned asks sitting down on bent piece of metal on a swivel vaguely resembling a chair.

“15 minutes tops” Kisla reply's also taking a seat “I hope Maka and Stran are ok, not like them to fuck up.”

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“Really? Didn’t Stran almost get us arrested when we ripped off Bylan?” Spinned reply’s raising his headset.

“Keyword there is almost, you don’t steal from the most powerful human alive and not run into trouble.” Jack retorts putting his feet up on the control panel in-front of him. “Not worth the fallout though, if it wasn't for the 2nd’s belligerence the Soul may have gotten invaded for that one”

Kisla laughs “no way, the haze will eat us all before the Soul loses its independence, besides we are their biggest trade partner”

The conversation continues for a few minutes, the group far more relaxed now the hard part was done, that was until a beam of energy was fired through the control room door hitting Kisla directly in the chest.

Kisla falls off his chair his body starting to lose form as he puts all his focus into not destabilizing “Ofcourse it was to easy.” Jack laments jumping from his chair unloading his two revolvers into the form behind the door “your time to shine Spiny.”

“Dont call me that when we are about to die Jacky” Spinned reply’s dropping his headset back on his face and grabbing his gun off the ground

“Fuck you guys” Kisla groans as the hole in his chest slowly reforms

“Okay, we may actually be dead to rights here Jack, there’s a lot of them” Spinned says taking cover by the door while Jack does the same.

“How many?” Jack says reloading is revolvers with the finesse and speed of a true professional.

“All I see is red shapes.” Spinned reply’s as he fires his rifle out the door frame still taking cover, the rocket propelled bullets doing all the work flying off in many directions.

“Honestly I was getting bored living anyways” Jack peaks out and takes a couple shots at a human shaped form retaking cover just before another laser blast removes his head “I think that one had a laser gun for an arm.”

“They really ramped up security, guess TC3 finally got tired of our shit.” Spinned fires again a pool of blood forming and creeping into the doorway.

“Normally enforcers ask you to surrender before putting a hole in your chest” Kisla says getting up still trying not to destabilize as he looks at a console screen showing a map of the rail system. “guys we went past the drop off point.”

“Guess its too the death then, Kisla switch with me I need a sec.” Spinned says as he moves over to a clear spot on the control panel and begins rummaging through his duffel bag.

While Spinned try's to find something to save them Kisla and Jack take shots at anything that gets too close as the bodys begin to pile up

“Not really like the enforcers to use suicide tactics either” Jack comments frantically reloading his composure starting to break down” T-theres just no fucking end.”

“Got it!” Spinned exclaims holing up a very advanced looking grenade

“Dont tell me your suicidal as well we are at least three miles from the sand” Kisla says dodging a laser

“No but shut that door when I throw it” the grenade makes a high-pitch beeping noise as Spinned throws it through the open door jack hitting the button the exact moment the device clears it.

The sound behind the door resembles that of rushing water before going completely silent.

“So uh gonna tell us what you threw?” Jack asks recomposing himself

“Its a special kind metallic foam, its used for rapidly closing breaches in Reactors.” Spinned reply's sitting down still holding is weapon at the ready. “It also makes a useful barricade, should be awhile before they get through it.”

“Right lets work on a plan then, Kisla where are we headed?” Jack says also sitting down.

“Your not gonna believe this,” Kisla says looking at one of the screens. “its taking us to Sigmadig.”

“Sigma what?” Jack asks

“Sig ma dick”