Raiden Redemption

Chapter 3: (Walking Dead Continued)

"Aye. That's gone be tough."

Maria and Allen walk into the house seconds later,and saw them sitting at the table.

Back at the hospital that was a Warzone earlier, cops flooded the place, sirens, yellow tape, dead bodies, blood, detectives, and ambulance workers tending to the wounded.

Detectives John Mayer, and Lionel Beckett walked over dead bodies, trying to get through the main lobby. They both had on nice suits, and dress shoes. Mayer had a light brown skin, black hair, and a little mustache. Beckett had brown hair, brown eyes and a little chubby face with a muscular body. Mayer and Beckett stepped in an elevator, Mayer pressed a button, and the doors closed.

"Just another day at the office huh Beckett?"

"More like just another day in hell. I mean who would do something like this?"

"Someone who has those quote on quote weird abilities Lionel was talking about back at HQ."

"Ha. This building was practically in flames when we arrived. And the flames weren't even the same as color as regular flames. They were blue, red, yellow, and green."

"So Lionel might've been talking right."

"Eh time will tell."

The Elevator doors opened, Mayer and Beckett stepped out the elevator. They began looking at the destruction. Dead bodies, broken pieces, a little smoke, and a gun on the floor beside dead mercs.
Beckett covers his mouth.

"What a warzone. That is just crazy. What happend when people use to actually call the police?"

"They probably did."

They both looked down the hall, and saw one room door open while all the others were closed.

"Hey Mayer."

"Yo."

"Go check that room out."

"Why me? You go do it."

"It's too dark down there."

"Fine. Pussy."

"I'll be over here looking around if you need me."

"I wish I ran into 30 plus mercenaries so I wouldn't have to need you. How's that?"

"Mmmmm, Too shabby don't you think?"

"Whatever. Just look around and don't break anything," Mayer said walking down the hall.

"What's that supposed to mean?! Almost everything in here is literally destroyed."

Mayer reached room 131, and walked in. There was an empty bed, the t.v was ironically still on, the closet door was open with a bag on the floor, and a patient's outfit was laying on the floor beside the bed."

"This doesn't look right..." Mayer started to look through cabinets, drawers, and even in the closet. He then exited the room, and began walking to the front desk. Beckett noticed him, and acted like he was doing detective work. Mayer walked behind the counter and started looking through folders and papers in a box. Beckett looked at him.

"Find anything?"

"You find anything?"

"What happened in there?"

"The bed was deserted, there was needles attached to a cord dangling from the bed, the closet door was open, and a patient's hospital attire was on the floor."

"So what are you trying to do?"

"I'm trying to figure out who was in that room, and the doctor that attended to that person."

"What do you suppose?"

"That the mercs entered the hospital, and was looking to kill the person that was in that room down the hall."

"Wow. I'ma go check these mercs bodies."

"Have fun."

Beckett walked over to the bodies of the mercenaries. They wore all black, and had vests on. Beckett kneeled down beside one, took out gloves, put them on, and began searching through the pockets of the mercs. He pulled out a notepad, and sat it beside him. Then he pulled out a pocket knife, sat it down, and then pulled out a smartphone, and began searching through it.

Mayer pulled a folder out from the box, and sat it on the desk in front of him. He opened it up, and began to search. He ran his finger through the words trying to find the room number and the occupying patient. He found room 131 on the paper and saw the name beside it: Maria Branson.

"Maria Branson..." Mayer said to himself. Mayer looked beside Maria's name, and it said Donavon Doss. "Doss? Beckett come over here real quick."

Beckett got from the floor and began walking to Mayer.

"What's up?"

"You know Maria Branson?"

"Yeah, wife of James Branson. And daughter in law, of former Army Ranger Mitchell Branson."

"And Doss?"

"Deadly Regiment Snatch 12. Along with Mitchell."

"Why would he pose as a doctor to attend to Maria?"

"To protect her? For she was the only one who escaped the Naval ambush."

"No one knows for sure if she was the only one. But if she is, she's one sick bastard."

"Could these be the same guys? The mercs who ambushed the fleet?"

"High chances. Because if they were coming to kill her, and they failed at the fleet, then yeah these are the same guys."

"And Khalil Ashad?"

"Yeah these mercs are his guys. But we need to find Maria and ask her some questions. Because these guys look Arabic to me."

"She must have something to do with the ambush."

"High chances are, she had something to do with Khalil. Because if a known terrorist travel miles to kill a survivor of the fleet, then yeah she must've did something."

"Possibly. But it's a matter of time before we find out the truth."

"Eh let's hope so."

Cage was already in Baghdad, with his body spiraled in flames, but no damage is being done. He was standing on top of a roof, looking over the horizon. Civilians were walking through the villages and everything was dusty and brown. He saw two tanks Rolling on the street, and 37 soldiers behind it. His eyes shined bright white and his fists were clenched. He stepped back a little, and started running to the edge of the roof. He jumped high off and landed on another roof. He walked to the right a little, jumped high again, and landed straight on the tanks.