Devin Planet

Chapter 9

     The guard kicked the weapons to the side and put their gun away. "You're hostages? Tell me your story." They wanted to hear them out and get a case before drawing their gun again and shooting them dead or arresting them to have the council decide on what to do.

     4178 gulped, not knowing why he was so nervous if he was going to tell the truth. The truth, which would make this guard realize that they were indeed hostages doing this unwillingly and all they wanted was to stop this plan from working. Telling them the truth with hopes of them believing him, he began, "Long story short... We left our house to find medical supplies and when we got back the cars were not working. This one decided to draw attention to us, and it brought back trouble, a gang. They took us in and forced us to raid the capitol. And 1663 here, is a child brought here too as a hostage." 

      Their face looked confused, "Why did they break into Dana?" No one was stupid enough to ever try to break into the only place with guns and weapons designed to kill, and so, the guard wanted to know the stupid plan that the gang wanted to succeed in. They were distraught as well, that someone would consider breaking into this place and more so to see that they were actively trying to.

      "Because they want to steal the guns, execute the council, and the leader wants to rule the world." 3007 looked around cautiously, wanting to make sure that no one from the gang was nearby. With only one guard, they stood no chance at being rescued if the gang with their groups of four were close by and ready to kill. This was their only shot at being rescued, and neither of them were going to mess up by making a dumb mistake.

      The guard looked worried and stuttered, "Ki- kill the- the council?" They grabbed their gun and pulled back the hammer, "You three come with me. I'll take you to the council. We have to tell them this." 

     The three stuck with the guard and walked through the arcade room, pool room, and a bar before making it to a hallway that led them to the important rooms of Dana. The meeting room, another meeting room, a science room, tech room, and where the council were at, the forensics lab that was used for autopsies. Making sure that every Devin who died from old age did die from old age and not an underlying disease unknown to the world. And for the few Devins who had cancer and died from it, to make sure it was from cancer and not anything else. 

     The guard could not enter for the fact that all these rooms were fingerprint entrances that only the council and employees in those particular rooms had access to. So, they knocked on the door, "Council, it's guard Devin #66578 and I am here with two people that have something important to talk to you about." The guard looked around, cautious at the fact that raiders could find them at any second and get access to the council. 

     After a few seconds, Devin #2 opened the door, a little annoyed, they figured from his tone of voice and not his facial expressions. "We told you no randoms in the building. There are dangerous Devins out there." He looked at the two Devins and noticed a young child standing next to 3007. He looked shocked to see such a small kid in the group. 

     Before he could ask any questions, 66578 barged in, having to slightly push 2 to get through. His fat build made it difficult to squeeze past. "These people said they were held hostage by criminals who are here now. Broke into Dana to steal our guns and take over Devin after killing you." 

     "What?!" #3 looked at #2 scared out of its mind. 

      He put up his hand and with a wave, calmed #3 that only caused judgmental expressions from the others. "They cannot get in without a fingerprint of ours or the guards. It's not possible that they'll make it in if... IF they can find the room in the first place." The council was made up of the smartest Devins to exist, so of course, every single detail about every single thing is thought of. The armory was just one of many perfect rooms created.