The Last Colony

Part 46

Mark leaned over a map that Kenny rolled out on his coffee table by the fireplace. While waiting for Mari to return, Kenny pointed to the quarantine building and told them confidently. "The way I see it. Mari will have to take you both into the visitor entrance to see Zero. Once in there, you'll have to find a way to get Zero out. The only way to open the container he'll be in is by a lab ID tag with high enough clearance. So, look for badges with a blue or red stripe on them. Any others won't open the doors. If you pull the alarm it will lockdown the building and buy you some time... but without those badges... you'll be trapped in there." Mark narrowed his eyes on Kenny, asking curiously. "You're not coming with us?" Kenny shook his head, admitting nervously. "No. I'll be working on the exit plan. The second we start this chaos... We're going to need to book it out of here. Zero came in with a truck. I'll try to get it and meet you at the front gate." Nate shuffled his feet, saying anxiously. "How are we going to get passed all the guards at the gate?"

Kenny took a deep breath, before answering. "They trust me... If I tranquilize them. We'll be able to slip right out." Mark bit the inside of his cheek a little before asking him curiously. "And your mother? You just plan to leave and let her keep doing this to people?" Kenny tensed, looking at Mark before seriously answering. "Yes. To go after my mother is a huge risk. Suicidal. Our plan should be to get out while we have a chance. If we linger too long... We don't have the numbers. Even if you got to my mother and killed her. Her followers will kill you or worse. No. We need to focus on getting Zero and Sean out. That will be hard enough to pull off." Nate licked his lips, slipping in. "My ability might be able to turn this fight into our favor?" Kenny shook his head, firmly stating out. "No. Your infection could do more harm than good. You can't control it." Mark strongly disagreed, trying to interject just as firmly. "Mari was unaffected by his ability. As long as she is with us, we can use it to-" Kenny locked cold eyes on Mark, growling out through his teeth. "You are not putting my sister in danger like that. That could have been a fluke and Nate wasn't even focused on her. Next time he could hurt her. Or worse... He'd make YOU hurt her."

Mark wanted to say that he was wrong, but he didn't have the proof to confirm it. Nodding, he relented into saying. "Alright. We'll do this your way. But if I get the shot at your mother..." Kenny never blinked as he calmly but sternly replied. "Then you better make damn sure that you don't put us all at risk over it. If it comes down to her or us. You better chose us. I'm risking everything to help you. I can't come back from this. You get my sister killed... and I'll hunt you down. That I promise you." Mark heard the sincerity in his voice and nodded confidently. Kenny then exhaled his tension away, grumbling out. "Fuck..." Kenny raised his hands to run this fingers through his short dirty blonde hair with a grim expression. Nate shrugged, beating Mark into asking him bluntly. "What? What's wrong?" Kenny dropped his arms limply, grumbling out with disappointment. "Our plan is good... Until you get to Sean. I've never been in the labs. I don't know how you'd get him out, or where they'd even put him. You'd be flying blind in there."

Nate crossed his arms, stating out slightly confident. "I've been inside. I have an idea where they'd take him. But I was always sedated when they put me in and took me out of the container... I don't know how they open." Mark huffed, shrugging out. "I saw the tube that he's in. Looks like plexiglass... So, we'll take a fireman's axe to it. The steel end should cut into it. They must have one in this town, right?" Kenny chuckled, asking him sarcastically. "And how do you plan to carry an axe with you? Women here don't walk around armed... Not counting my sister. So, What do you plan to do? Slip it up your skirt?" Nate snickered and Mark blushed a little at the thought, mumbling out innocently. "It's not a bad idea..." Kenny sat down on the edge of his bed, smirking as he said. "Sure. Have you ever tried walking with that stripped to your leg? See how far you get." Nate chuckled, leaning back against a wall. Mark itched his chin, mumbling out. "It could work. I mean, how often do women really bend their legs when they walk in dresses?" Mark straightened his legs and demonstrated by walking regally in a straight line.