World of S.P.D.R: The Gunslinger

Ch. 14 The Raid

Vacuo

Mazie's Garage Exterior

3rd Pov

Cayde and Mora carefully walk to the back door to the autobody shop, this backdoor led directly to the spare parts room, that would lead to Mazie's workshop that is full of old cars and bikes that she works on, the plan was to sabotage a few to cause a distraction making it easier for the two to sneak their way back to the Black Bird. However it was right next to her main office that she may or may not be in, usually at this time of the day she is making the rounds with her other customers but she did not always stick to that schedule, so yeah this wasn't ideal but it was still the safest way in, and if worse comes to worst Cayde will fight their way to the ship, or die trying.

Mora: Uh Cayde can I ask you a question?

He turns to the nervous little girl, and softens his gruff deminer.

Gunslinger: Sure thing kid what's on your mind?

Mora: Why are so many people trying to take me away?

He knew that it was only a matter of time before she asked him this question. He looks into her sad silver eyes and took a deep breath.

Gunslinger: I take it your dad did not tell you, about your sliver eyes before he left you in that bunker?

Mora: No.

Gunslinger: Well silver-eyed worriers were very important in the fight against Grimm, and they are very powerful and uh...

He starts to trail off.

Gunslinger: To tell you the truth I can't recall the exact fairy tale word for word, but the bottom line is you have a gift and some people want to use that gift for their own needs.

Mora: Like this Mazie who betrayed you?

Gunslinger: No, I'm worried about who Mazie will turn you over to for the reward money.

Mora being an innocent child tried to find any silver lining in this bleak situation.

Mora: Maybe whoever wants to find me wants to use my power for good?

Gunslinger: Some of the worst things imaginable, was done with the best intentions in mind, I should know.

Mora: What does..?

Gunslinger: I don't want to talk about it.

Mora: N...Nevermind.

She wanted to ask what he meant by that, but she figured that he did not want to talk about it, so she decided to change the subject.

Mora: So uh, um w...who is Mazie anyway.

Gunslinger: I guess you can say that she is a mechanic of sorts, she uh, fixes things.

Mora: Fixes things, like cars when they break down? My Dad's old car used to break down all the time.

Gunslinger: Yeah that's the jest of her job, also she would hit me up with a job or two if I needed the money.

Mora: You make it sound like you two were friends.

Gunslinger: Well friendship doesn't pay the bills.

Mora: *Sad* Oh.

Gunslinger: let's go.

Mora: *Nods*

With that, they quietly enter the garage and observe their surroundings, nobody was in the spare parts room, not a living person was present good. They silently enter the room.