made by death

Chapter 16: cruel necessity

May 10th 2020

12:00

Lone Elk Hostel, Yorkshire

Stood below a valley next to an old farm house, was a large derelict hostel covered in numerous graffiti patterns and banners of a red silhouette of a lion along with the words 'Pure Blood Lions' and underneath that was the motto 'Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer' meaning one people, one nation and one leader in German. Members of the group gathered around in respected areas, mechanics fixed up jeeps to add armour braced around the doors and windows, Recruits trained themselves in using home made 9mm sub machine gun built from metal, hex head machine screws. washers and wood. Veterans of the group lead a training exercise with a couple of recruits in the kill house built to resemble the houses of parliament and is complete with mannequin's dressed up in formal attire to resemble the MP's. 10 large stolen double decker buses from the 1980s pulled out of the lot carrying 88 in each one tallying up to 880 foot soldiers leaving the Hostel. John stood in between 2 large trees looking into the distance at the facility in search of his targets, along the boarder were 5 sniper towers, each containing 2 Neo Nazi soldiers watching out for trespassers. Around every corner, higher ranked officials patrolled around the gates. Every member of the Organization wore blue jeans, black combat boots, red suspenders modded into bandoleers, white thermal vests and every part of their body and head was covered in Nazi related tattoos. It seemed like there was no way into the site, each way in was blocked or being watched over. Aurora keeping tabs of the CCTV footage checked the stream to spot anyway inside, it seemed like it was impossible to get inside.

John kept an eye open hoping he didn't have to resort to using a sniper rifle, by what seemed like a stroke of luck, a super market delivery truck being driven by one of the members comes to a slow steady halt on the side of the road smoking from the engine. John slides down the hill towards the truck while the driver was distracted with maintaining the overheated engine, he lifts up the steel shutter slightly and climbs into the back crouched down behind crates containing ammo, explosives and guns. After waiting a couple of minutes in the back, the driver gets back into the truck and drives through the hostels opened gates, guards open up the shutters to check the inventory, John keeps himself tucked out of sight behind the wooden crate out of the guards line of sight, he holds his breath hoping the man investigating wouldn't see him, the guard signals the driver to continue and drive it into the shed around the back of the hostel. The track starts to pull up inside a shed where it is locked up and left for recruits to unload into the buses when they arrive to collect the weapons along with the final members left at the base.

John lifts up the metal shutters and steps out landing on the grease ridden ground, he looked around at the damp, decaying shed covered in mould and moss. Walls are decorated with various old health and safety posters and a old swimsuit calender dating back to 2004, John peers through a small crack in the door to see a pile of wooden boxes blocking the view of the sniper nest and leading to the hostels side wall was a door with its windows smashed, he pulls down on the door handle heading to the side door hoping one of, if not all of his targets were in the building. the paint along the side of the walls was chipping away and the kitchen was covered in burns and black mould around the kitchens counters, sink and oven. The sight would drive any health inspector crazy, Aurora felts nervous about John not talking and decides to call him on the his Bluetooth headset "John do you read me?" John held his back against the wall holding his gun in his right hand whilst peering from around the corner "Loud and clear, I'm inside the facility, just need to find my targets". John advanced down a hall way looking into a recreation room that is built into a makeshift auditorium, inside was 4 guards setting up the sound system and near the stage was one of the main targets, Phoenix. "That's good, I found the locations of 3 of your targets, 1 of them is upstairs in the auditorium reading from a piece of paper and 2 of them are in the basement about to execute a group of people, I can't find Ajax anywhere but I will keep an eye open for him". John noticed a set of stairs leading to the boiler room, he slowly descends down the wooden staircase hoping nobody would hear the creaking boards. John heard the muffled cries of prisoners followed by the pain educing scream of a teenage boy being electrocuted on maximum voltage in the electric chair, Around the corner of the stairs, John slips behind a leather chair listening into the conversation between Kane and Axel about the last remaining people awaiting execution.