The Danse Dilemma

18. Road To Freedom

*-*-*-*-*Danse POV*-*-*-*-*

"Are you sure there's no one else we can go to?" I asked for the nine hundredth time that afternoon.

"Yes! I'm very sure Danse. Now can you help me look at all these stupid little plaques? We need to follow the Freedom Trail." She sighed and crouched down by another circle plaque on the floor. " 7A..." She murmured and stood back up. "Do you remember the other ones we saw?" She asked over her shoulder at me and I nodded.

"The last one was 6O and before that was 5R."

She gave me an impressed nodded before standing up and continuing walking. We didn't have to walk much further as we finally found the last plaque on the ground outside an old church. "8D." Y/N called to me.

I looked up at the church. "Hmmm..." I approached the church and on the wall beside the door was a white painting of a lantern. "It's a lantern?" I questioned as I stepped closer.

"We've seen a couple of those through out the trail right?" Y/N asked, looking over my shoulder at the painting.

"Hmmm... if we had to follow the Freedom Trail to get here, and there were lanterns all the way here... wait... what does the plaque's spell?" I asked looking at Y/N. She gave me a confused look before counting on her fingers and whispers the letters.

Then her eyes widened. "Railroad- it spells Railroad!" She smiled so wide I couldn't help but smile too.

"Well then, I think we're in the right place."

Y/N pushed open the doors. "Crap! Ferals!" We shot a few rounds and they were all down. We stepped more into the broken church, the top half had crashed into the bottom room, the only thing looking a little intact was a door off to the side. It was open just a tiny bit and inside there was a green glow. "Over there." Y/N said as she pushed open the door. I looked over her shoulder and saw another white lantern drawn on the wall. "Let's go." She said, loading up her gun.

We walked further and further through the tunnels under the church, shooting a few ferals. Finally we reached a dead end and on the wall to our right was a giant wheel with a strange symbol in the middle and moving letters around it. I reach to turn it but she put up a hand, looking smug. "I've got this." She cracked her fingers exaggeratedly and then began to spin the letters. Spelling out the word.

Railroad

After she had twisted the last D, she stood back. The wall rumbled and shook some dust falling onto our heads and then- it was all dark inside. "I don't like this." I said to Y/N, who just shrugged.

"You don't like anything to do with the Railroad so you're instincts are invalid right now." We walked forward together and then- some lights come on blinding us. I covered my eyes with my free hand, my other hand holding my gun and aiming it forwards so I was ready if need be.

"Stop right there." A female voice called to us. "You went through a lot of effort to arrange this meeting." My eyes adjusted finally and I aimed my gun at the red headed woman in front of us. To her left was another woman, she had a gatling gun in her arms and white hair shaved on the side. And on the red heads right was a man with an old newspaper cap and a blue jacket, a small gun in his hands. Don't tell me this was the Railroad leaders? "But before we go any further, answer my questions." I just glared in silence, my gun still raised. "Who the hell are you?"

"We followed the Freedom Trail. We need you're help." Y/N said, I still didn't move.

"You have a Brotherhood soldier with you. Why should we trust you?" I was so close to just shooting her head off but Y/N stepped forward.