Tamora opened her eyes, she knew that she was no longer in the North. She was no longer in the building which exploded a few seconds ago. Still she could feel the heat on her skin, but she had lost one of her lives.

"Fuck." Someone next to her said, her gaze snapped to the one who said it. Orisino stood there with his heavenly blue eyes, brown curls and sunburned skin. There he was the Boss of this prison, the one people needed to kill, to escape this prison. "Did he kill you too, or did you take your own life?" He asked.

"Neither." She said. "After he killed you, he disappeared into thin air." Orisino frowned.

"Then why are you here?" He asked.

"The building exploded." She said, while shrugging. He was clearly not amused by it. "But that right now is not important. I have found something more important." He frowned and narrowed his eyes.

"Did you found something from your past?" He replied, and she shook her head. Quickly she looked around, there was nobody nearby to hear her words.

"I think I have found the Boss." She said and he sighed. Tamora knew that he was going to do that. By the Designer she knew him well. "Orisino, I mean it."

"I know you do, but I already told you he or she those not exists." He explained, trying his best to keep calm.

"He those exist, I am looking at him right now." She said. His mouth fall open, in shock or disbelieve it did not matter. "After Gremio killed you, he disappeared without a trace. It was as if he was never there, and this is not the first time this happened. The night that Marissa burnt down the shack, the guy that killed you, Frank, also vanished." Orisino narrowed his eyes.

"So you are saying that when I was looking for the Boss, I was looking for myself?" He said, a bit loudly then she would like.

"Well that is deep in someways." Jackel said, while he stepped out of the clearing. "But then again, I am not surprised at all." Borachio and Fenton joined him. Orisino looked at them, and she stepped behind him. The memory of Borachio's hands on her body, was still too fresh.

"Meaning you three are going to kill me? To test this crazy theory?" Orisino asked, and to her surprise they shook their heads.

"Believe it or not, we like it here." Fenton said. "Even with all those crazy ass monsters."

"And don't forget the coming war." Jackel said. All three of them nodded.

"But your families?" Orisino stated.

"You mean those dumpster fires in the real world, their lives are better if we are not in it." Borachio said. "But I do not want to become a party pooper." He looked around. "But I think it is our time to split this place." Tamora nodded, she agreed with him. They started their walk through the forest, somehow she was glad to be back here. The creatures didn't attack them, which surprised her. She could see them, from the corner of her eye. But they didn't come towards them. "Hey, Missy. It is not safe here." She had stopped walking, without realizing it.

"The monsters." She pointed towards one of the visible plants, the others looked at it. "They do not attack use." Orisino lay a hand on her shoulder, she knew it was him, without looking.

"I think that is because of the fence." He said while nodding towards the fence. "The cities needed to do something to get the greens safely through the woods." She nodded that sounded logical. "Come, sweetheart. Although the fence keeps the monsters away, that will not say that we are safe here." She nodded again, and she loved the way how he said sweetheart. It made her heart melt, with joy.

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"Uhm, Tamora." Borachio said. He was walking in front of her, he only turned his head to look at her. "So that you know, I am sorry about what happened last night." She bit her lip, she wanted to forget his hands, the smell of his sweat. But he was right in front of her, and now he was sorry. Where was the sense of guilt when he attacked Orisino and her in the middle of the night.

"It was not completely their fault." Jackel chimed in. "At least that is what they told me, after Gremio stole mys axe, delivering me to the wolves. Gremio had told them that it was a shame, that such a strong woman was claimed by a weakling." Which sparked their actions.

"It is the truth, it is no secret that Gremio saw Orisino as a weakling." Fenton said. "And we believed it. But we also saw how hard he fought to get to you. That was not the actions of a weakling. Those were actions of a man in love." Orisino lowered his head slightly. "Which is not a bad thing, mate."

"I didn't know we were mates?" Orisino said.

"We weren't, but we have nowhere to go." Fenton said, as that explains it. Which crazy enough did, they have nowhere to go. They were outcasts to those inside the cities, and now they were outcasts to those in the North as well. They didn't want to go home, because of reasons of their own. So now they just stick with them, their fellow outcasts.

"We are going to the city." Tamora said. Hoping that they change their minds, but Fenton nodded.

"We know, Tamora. Jackel told use about the war and your deal with Chris. First I did not believe that there were children inside this hellhole. But then again at first I didn't want to believe that there were women inside this place either. Until the first one showed up inside our camp, that is. So we are going to help you protect them against that bitch Marissa." Fenton said, like there was nothing she could do, or say to change their minds. And she doubted that they ever will change it.

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"By the Designer, what am I glad to see you all in one piece." Chris said, at the entrance of the large building. He looked for a brief moment at Jackel, Borachio and Fenton, but said nothing about them. "And have you learned anything?"

"The data bank didn't have any data on me, so that means that I have run away from something." Tamora said, and Chris nodded.

"That is a shame." Chris said. Angie stood behind him her arms folded behind her back. Chris looked exhausted, was that because of the war?

"Chris, can I get one of my weapons back. I lost my machete during my fight with Gremio." Orisino asked. He had given the axe, that somehow stuck with him back to Jackel.

"What makes you think that I have them?" Chris said.

"Those it seems that I am in the mood for games?" Orisino asked and Chris shook his head. "Good, because I have really a shit ass day. So let someone bring me to the weapons you took from my basement." Chris looked over his shoulder to Angie, and she nodded. Orisino followed her, without a second thought leaving her alone with Jackel, Fenton and the worst of them all Borachio.

"So Tamora, how was the rest of your trip? " Chris said, while motioning her to follow him. She did that without any hesitation, she trusted Chris and he was not the type of man to attack his guests. The same couldn't be said about the other men in her company, how also followed Chris. The building with the office look downstairs, but with apartments upstairs. But instead of taking them upstairs they stayed on the ground level. Walking past the offices where women were busy with sowing clothing, in another office there were men busy with extracting poison. All with all, everyone inside was busy to prepare for war. Chris entered what seemed to be a meeting's room, with a large wooden table and a mismatch of chairs. "Sit down, please." And they did. Food and water were brought in, and Tamora didn't wait she grabbed the first bread she saw and put it in her mouth. "You were killed." Chris stated, and she shook her head.

"The data bank exploded, with me still in it." She said, between bites.

"I see, well. The preparations for the war and the residence are going. But I fear we do not have much time left." He said, grabbing the bridge of his noise between his fingers. "Marissa already attacked hunting parties." He sighed, but didn't look up. "I am sorry, you are tired, and hungry." She wanted to say that she didn't mind. But a large explosion interrupted her. The ground under her chair started to rumble.

"It seems to me that the war is here." Jackel said, grabbing her by the arm. "I think it is time to collect the kiddo's and quiet this place."

"Good idea." Fenton chimed in, and he grabbed a piece of bread from the table before sprinting towards the door. Which swung open, Orisino burst into the room. Followed by the children. "Dear Designer. There are children inside this hell-hole!"

"Indeed, Chris they need you inside the war room." Orisino stated. "The rest of you follow me." He turned around and run away. Without a second thought or some other stupid argument, everyone else followed. Borachio even grabbed Alex up and carried him out of the building. Jackel did the same with Jo and Fenton grabbed Justin. Cindy grabbed Tamora by the hand, she was clearly scared. But Tamora couldn't comfort her, because she there was no time. They needed to get out of the city, they needed to get the children away from this war.