Part Twelve

Eden: Paradise Lost

Part Twelve

Elsewhere, Lyndsey's Apartment

Lyndsey paces back and forth as Amber and Lily try their best to calm her down. 

Lily: He'll come back, Lynds.

Lyndsey: He said he just had to check in, it's night now, Lily!

Amber: Shit happens, Lyndsey, he's fine

Lyndsey grabs her bag and the other two quickly run behind her.

Amber: Whoa hey, what are you doing where are you going?

Lyndsey: To fool's Landing to find out what's going on. 

The two women reluctantly follow after her as they knew they couldn't make her change her mind otherwise. 

Elsewhere, Prime 1, President's Suite

President Geer taps his mouth repeatedly with a worried look as he waits a few moments before the secret service agent comes in, Geer quickly turning to face him. 

President: Well!?

Agent: No reply. No confirmation. I sent a team to the sight for a full report. 

President: Dammit, this is falling apart. First Finch, now that meddling 23rd crew. Those stupid mercenary cunts...this has to be rectified.

Agent: Yes sir

President: then hurry up!

The agent nods and turns and hurries off as The President looks at the whole of EDEN and sights. 

President: What these people only know…

The president turns from the sight and returns to his office. 

Elsewhere, 23rd outpost

Shane, Lance and the remaining Misfits arrive as Kris and company were unloading the supplies from the dead soldiers onto their more fortified vehicles.

Shane: The hell happened?!

Kris: Female mercenary band, got to them before they did any real damage. Ajax's cut up, got a GSW to the right shoulder. Jared is missing some teeth and a few broken fingers. Otherwise, they're okay.

Collin: Where'd you get all that shit from?

Lance: Don't worry about that, help them unload. 

Collin: Boss…

Lance: now!

Cody, Max, And Collin go over and help unload and load the supplies as Lance and Shane come over close to Kris. 

Kris: Got ambushed, all of us, some military unit on the president's secret payroll no doubt. Small band but good at following orders. 

Lance: Explains the gear. 

Kris: We're all marked. The sooner we load up and get the fuck out of fools landing, the better. 

Shane: I say we need to all go out different ways then. 

Kris: Why's that?

Shane: We all go to one place, they find us, we're all dead at once. Spread out, we got a better chance of covering more ground and staying low until the general and his forces came. 

Lance: I tend to agree with that. 

Kris: As do I…

Lyndsey: Miles!

They all turn as Lyndsey, Amber and Lily appear, but the three stop dead as everyone had quickly drawn on them. Miles appears and slaps a few of their guns down as he quickly goes towards the three terrified women.

 Lyndsey: What's going on…

Kris: The hell is she doing here, Miles!?

Miles: I told her I'd be back sooner then I was, sir, I'm sorry. 

Shane: Chances are they were spotted.

Kris: No shit. Miles, take them back and stay with them until we get ahold of you.

Miles: Yes, sir. 

Miles grabs his gear as he hurries the three women on, Miles doing his best to calm them down and fill them on what was going as Kris shakes his head. 

Kris: We have four of the girl mercenaries, think we should split them up?

Lance: I'll take two with me. 

Kris: I'll keep the main one, she seems like she is the only one who would know anything.

The rest of the misfits and the 23rd gather about as Kris, Shane and Lance face them. 

Kris: Change of plan slightly. We're going to split into two groups. Lance and his misfits along with Shane and two of the prisoners. The rest of us, excluding Miles, are all going to bunker down at our fallback headquarters. 

Shane: The general will be here soon, And his forces within the next two days. 

Kris: So stay alive, that's always been the mantra of the 23rd and today is no different. So let's move. 

The group splinters as Brianna and Kayla are led away with facial blinders as Makayla and Mandy are led away with Lance and company. 

Elsewhere, Fools Landing

Terrorists Jon Hockmeyer hands his men a list as they prep one of the jets. 

Hockmeyer: this list is everything that needs to be done prior to the bombings , we excute in 12 hours. 

The men nod in agreement as Jon heads off. 

Elsewhere, Lyndsey's Apartment

Miles looks out the window as Lyndsey sits on the couch looking at him very worried as Amber paces back and forth now, Lily sitting with Lyndsey. 

Amber: This is fucked…

Lyndsey: Amber…

Amber: Well it is!

Miles steps back as he checks his 9mm and then pulls out a throwing knife as he spins it through his fingers. 

Miles: We'll be fine. They didn't follow us. 

Amber: How can you be sure?

Miles: I am. Trust me. 

Lyndsey: Amber, just trust him okay. 

Amber: fuck. 

Amber sits down as Miles kneels down in front of Lyndsey.

Miles:, Hey, I'm sorry. I should've found the time to tell you I was going to be late. 

Lyndsey: Knowing what happened I just feel bad for doing what I did now..

Amber huffs as Lily throws a pillow at her. 

Miles: I'll keep you safe, Lyndsey. (Looking at Amber and Lily) All of you. 

Lyndsey: I know you will. 

Miles pinches her calf as and goes back to the window as the three women sit together for comfort. 

Elsewhere, misfits hangout. 

Lance nods and Dustin lowers Makayla's blindfold, Mandy still bound and blindfolded as the Misfits stand about the room staring them down. 

Makayla: Recognize two of you, so who the hell are the rest of you?

Lance: My name is Lance, and these are the Misfits. 

Makayla: How cute. 

Dustin: You bitches got a lot of balls. 

Makayla looks at Dustin sideways

Makayla: You've no idea. 

Lance: Tell us what you, and we'll let you go. 

Makayla: Like I believe that. 

Lance comes over and Makayla flinches a bit as Lance holds up a very sharp looking blade but as he does he cuts her bindings with one motion, Makayla looking at him confused.

Lance: We're always in need of new recruits. So tell us, what all do you know?

Makayla holds her wrists as she looks about at everyone before she smirks. 

Elsewhere, 23rd fallback spot

In a building bordering the Square and Fools Landing, Kris, Mary, Nick and Jared come into a room as Brianna is tied down to a chair the way she had had Nick and the others. Brianna lifts her head as Kris takes her visual bindings off only for Mary to strike her in the nose. Brianna reels and huffs as she winces as Mary steps back and shakes her fist out. 

Brianna: so first off...ow

Kris: I don't like hitting women. Mary does though. 

Mary: Kind of a turn on for me if I'm being honest.

Jared: Me too. 

Nick gives Jared a look as he shrugs and shuts up. 

Kris: So, I'm making this simple. Tell us everything and you and yours don't get harmed, or worse.

Brianna: Don't know how much I can help ya there, bud. 

Mary punches her again, Brianna cursing this time. 

Brianna goddamn…

Kris: Why'd the president hire former strippers to kidnap and kill three of my men!

Brianna looks at Kris with a shocked expression. 

Kris: How'd I know you were strippers…

Kris thumbs his hand over at Jared who smiles and waves at her. 

Jared: You guys were always my favorites...till earlier. 

Mary: Mine too. 

They all look at Mary who just cracks her knuckles. 

Brianna: okay…

Kris: talk!

The outburst breaks the funny tension as Brianna looks at him with a stoic expression. 

Brianna: The secret service agent related orders as well as the money transfer and specifics on the whereabouts as well as the window of opportunity. No other pertinent information was needed. 

Mary backhands her. 

Nick: Sure nothing else is missing in your end?

Brianna: Pretty positive. Can you have the dike back off now?

Mary: You fucking bitch…

Mary goes to strike her but Kris stops her. 

Kris: not yet. 

Mary shakes him off of her. 

Kris: Mercenaries do their own homework, their own recon. You must have come across something. 

Brianna slits a glob of blood onto the floor as her nose was bleeding pretty freely. 

Brianna: Nope. 

Mary strikes her again, this time across the cheek twice and then leaves in a huff, Nick and Jared following her out as Kris shakes his head and soon follows as He closes and then locks the door. 

Ajax stands by the door as he has a stern and heated look. 

Ajax: They're withholding what they know. 

Nick: Clearly. They'll hold onto it till they can assess a bargaining chip. 

Ajax: We should just put them out of their miseries. 

Kris: Don't talk like that, Ajax. 

Jared: Easy for you to say, you weren't shot and raped by the crazy bitches. 

Ajax: Or torturex…

Ajax holds up his right arm which was in a sling as his knife wounds were bandaged.

Kris: Shut up, both of you. I'm well aware of what happened. 

Nick: acting inhuman gets us nowhere, one thing at a time. 

Ajax: They'll keep hiding what they know, none of them will talk. They're useless to us. And you know it. 

Ajax storms off as Jared follows but goes a different way as Kris grabs Nick who was about to follow. 

Kris: You sure your head's on straight?

Nick: Yea. Why?

Kris: Cuz I'm not sure Jared's or Ajax are. 

Nick nods. 

Nick: They just went through a helluva lot because of these crazy broads. I had a woman's head explode as she raped me. You have to understand how unhinged we are gonna be around these chicks. 

Nick walks off as Kris looks worried

 Kris: Shit. 

Kris follows behind Nick, lost in thought. 

End of Part Twelve