James was sitting down in the back of a tractor trailer. Next to him was a soldier, and across from him were two familiar soldiers wearing exo skeletons.
The walls were lined with black cloth padding, and in the back of the trailer was a wall of metal bars that held Malo. She was wearing a new orange jumpsuit and had a steel muzzle placed around her snout. Her paws were incased in metal cuffs, and she sat in the middle of her cell on her knees in silence.
James had only cuffs around his wrists and wore an orange jumpsuit, too. Across from him, he stared at a soldier. He was covered in a black shadow, and two white pinprick eyes peered from out of the shadow.
"What are you looking at?" The soldier spoke.
"Don't engage with the prisoner, Rookie."
The shadow disappeared. No one seemed to see it.
The trip seemed to last forever. Hours and hours passed by until the truck seemed to slow down. They drove slowly, taking many turns.
The truck stopped. James could hear the faint sound of aircraft taking off and landing through the padding of the truck.
The truck started up again, going slow. The entire trailer shook as the truck went over something. The truck went up a steep incline, then leveled off. An alarm sounded off, and the sound of a big metal hatch slammed shut.
The entire trailer shook, rattling Jame's cuffs. The jingling of their chains and the bullets wrapped around Hammer's chest filled the trailer. The truck slowly became more stable, and the ride was smoother than ever. They were now airborne.
James stared at Malo the entire ride. She never looked up from the floor. He wondered if he made a good decision. The bloodshed had to end, and was this the only way it could end, in chains?
Their flight went on for a long, quiet time. James knew they were being taken away to a far place, a deep and dark corner of the world where no one would find them.
Turbulence began to hit them, rocking the occupants around. It soon ended, and they had arrived.
The truck started to move again, it backed up and drove away, taking them closer to their final destination.
The truck stopped and started driving forward several times, presumably passing through checkpoints.
The truck drove off again and stopped again, this time for good. The soldiers got up, one of them pulled out a black cloth bag and placed it over Jame's head.
Hammer pulled out one too and made his way to the cell as the soldiers around him aimed their guns towards the cage.
He pulled out a card and pressed it against the padlock on the door. It made a loud, horrific buzz and clicked open.
He stepped inside and slowly approached Malo. Malo sat still as he placed the hood over her head. She did not contest to it.
"Get up," he tapped the back of her head with his gun.
A deep muffled growl came from under the hood.
"Get up!" The soldier yelled.
She still sat on her knees on the floor.
"Or the kid gets it," the Rookie spoke.
Malo growled again and stood up.
Hammer ushered her out of the cell. They then lead her and James toward the door.
Hammer spoke into his radio, "Open the door."
The end of the trailer split open, sending a cold breeze into the space. Outside was a large hangar bay, and the truck was backed near a large metal door.
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