Book 3 Chapter 3: Report

Book 3 Chapter 3: Report

As we moved into the city there were more people. More stares and whispers. Because Potts was full of deadmen that could see perfectly in the dark, it tended to be more active at night than other settlements. If you combine that with the attack of the radbats, it makes for some busy streets. Nix and I got a number of stares, but from what I could tell they were mostly because I was helping her walk in a suit of power armor, rather than because they knew who I was. Rumors didnt necessarily tell people what I looked like, and I took some comfort in that. Or at least I did until I heard one of the people staring mutter my name.

I focused on moving toward the mausoleum. As its black dome started to come into view, I heard a speedy whirring from Nixs armor,and she adjusted her posture, flexing her power armored hands.

Seems like the juice kicked back in, she noted, taking point as we walked.

I followed behind her wordlessly, my paranoia making me wonder if she was delaying me on purpose from meeting with the Honored Dead, or if it was an accident. Certainly the initial failure of the suit was accidental, but it slowed us down to a certain degree, and gave them the time to be briefed on my arrival and assemble I shook my head. I was still on edge from my time in Eden. Even if it was a delay tactic, it was just to get things in order, not to lay a real trap like there wouldve been there.

Nix led the way through the Mausoleum and to the large central room where the Honored Dead sat. I knew the way myself, but assumed Nix had things she needed to report as well. She pushed open the doors and walked inside. I followed behind her, the bulk of her armor not quite enough to hide me behind her.

Seated in a semicircle in front of us was Mama, Kit, Julian, Solomon, and Jim. Mama smiled widely and warmly when she saw me, and for some reason that reaction made me more uncomfortable than any of the stares Id received walking into the city. Kit gave me a warm nod, which I returned, Julian kept his expression passive, but his eyes were full of curiosity. Solomons expression was truly neutral, but I felt like I could feel something like surprise from him, and his lackey Jim looked completely befuddled.

Nix stepped in front of me and into the center of their semicircle. Ill keep this quick so that you can get to the questions you really want to ask. It was a horde of mutant bats. Couldnt be driven off, so we had to kill them to the last. We took no losses.

Howd the Tomb and Hydra function? asked Solomon.

Incredibly at first, then I experienced complete power failure. Donovan here had to keep the creatures off of me.

Julian nodded. Hmmm, well have to make some adjustments then. Thank you Nix, as always.

The bat corpses, Id like them given to my people. The Bloodmanes have been low on feed, and we can use the rest as fertilizer, said Kit.

Two of your people said the same thing, noted Nix. But, Ill pass on that it should be a priority once Im out of this armor.

Kit nodded, and Nix turned and walked out of the room with a grinding of servos, and a nod in my direction.

I returned the nod and stepped into the space shed been occupying.

Donovan, Im so glad that youve made it back safely, said Mama.

I squirmed internally, but managed to say, Thank you.

You made it across and back, or were you forced to turn back before the full journey could be made? asked Kit.

I made the full journey, I said, pulling notebooks and marked maps out of my pack and handing them to her. I left a number of them in my pack as I did so, there were some things that they didnt need to know.

Kit took the materials, and immediately started scanning them.

Solomon gritted his teeth, but leaned back in his chair without another word.

I felt some sympathy for him. He was right, of course, but I still appreciated the assist from Mama. I moved on to talking about the bunker, avoiding any in depth discussion of the gas and its effect on me. I didnt think they needed to hear about it, nor did I want to talk about it myself.

The bunker housed three projects. The R.A.S., and the Citizenship Registry, as well as Operation Phoenix which seemed to be based around using narcotics as a form of mind control. I wasnt able to withdraw any information from the latter two, I lied. Id chosen not to save the data from operation Phoenix. I didnt think Potts would use it for ill, but that project deserved to be buried.

From what I was able to determine, the R.A.S. is only partially complete, and what exists is flawed. The update has to be spread from person to person, and from what I can tell, the only thing itll activate is the ability to choose a President. That person would have the ability to actually change the system, but how theyd be able to I couldn't figure it out. It may be buried in the technical data I saved though.

You say it spreads person to persondid you bring it with you? asked Julian.

I looked at my system display

Advanced R.A.S.patching in progress [99/100]

Yes. The patching is at ninety-nine percent. Not sure of exactly the distance it needs to spread or how long itll take to activate in other people It hurt like hell when it first started though.

You didnt think that maybe you should wait before doing something so reckless? asked Solomon.

I activated it behind glass I thought was sealed. By the time it hit me it was too late.

Maybe you should have considered staying on the other side of the Cut then, he responded.

Too great a risk hed spread it to the humans there, said Julian, his eyes squinted in thought. This was the right call. By coming here we can control the spread We can use this.

And risk antagonizing the Remnants? asked Jim. Theyre already pushing us to pick a side between them and the Horde. This is only going to make neutrality harder.

Kit nodded. Hes right. We should discuss where to go from here.

Julian looked to me. Donovan, would you remain in Potts until we can figure things out. Avoid contact with too many people if possible.

Were just going to let him wander freely? Knowing what hes carrying? asked Solomon.

You suggest we restrain him? This is Potts, hes his own person, said Mama.

Julian surprised me, and everyone else, by chuckling.

Something funny? asked Jim, being offended in the place of Solomon who was still attempting to appear neutral.

Julian smiled lightly and looked across the table. After everything he just described. I dont think it would be a good idea to try and restrain him.