Chasing Ghosts

[¤Amy Grace¤]

Amy had been up and seen her guest out, she was sitting on the floor in her room having moved all the furniture away from her to give her space. She had her laptop set up, her iDroid, a spare, the device the armored man had and was connecting to a secure chatroom with someone simply listed as "Karma".

Karma: Any idea who the guy was?
Queen: No, I've a theory but I wanted to break into this with someone else.
Karma: How sweet, you chose me. What we got?
Queen: USB which I'm plugging into the laptop in a sec. Guy dropped a device, I'm going to connect the spare iDroid to that and we can run breakers on it, I just need your manpower to pull that off.
Karma: Easy. What's on the playlist?
Queen: Dope - Bitch
Karma: ooooo old school.

Connection:// USB complete

File:// 6 Audio Files; 1 PNG

Karma: Look at this cutie.
Queen: That's your type?
Karma: I don't want to hear it from you, what's your type, blonde, blue eyes?
Queen: Black hair and hazel eyes apparently.
Karma: Tell me more.
Queen: Mind your business.

File:// Play Audio 1

AUDIO FILE 1:
Annette: This isn’t good, Shepard just sent us back 310’s lab results… looks like signs of degradation again.
Winters: Seems Serroth’s tampering wasn’t as fixable as you thought. Unfortunate.
Annette: There has to be something we can do right?
Winters: No, looks like it’s worse than before and possibly incurable.
Annette: So you’re just going to give up?
Winters: He wouldn’t accept treatment anyways.
Annette: True…
Winters: But I have an idea… send a message to Shepard, have her send all the samples she has on file to us.

Queen: Unfortunate. I wish I had known, I'd of made sure he was better protected to spend more time with him.
Karma: It's okay. Adam was great and cared about you plenty.
Queen: Next.

File:// Play Audio 2

AUDIO FILE 2:
Annette: Well that’s that, we’re ready to begin if everything is alright by you.
Winters: Hmm… looking over everything, he’s not going to survive long enough for this to work if we go through with it as is…
Annette: What do you suggest then?
Winters: Is there anyway for you to convince Adam to secure a Type-3 sample for us to use?
Laughter from Annette before silence: You’re serious?
Winters: Tell him it’s for an anti-virus or something, he’ll help if you frame it right.
Annette:… I’m not a fan of lying to him.
Winters: He probably won’t live long enough to find out.

Queen: I know my mothers a bitch, but they could have just asked. She likes solving problems and knew Adam was a close friend.
Karma: Yeah but isn't Dr. Marcus more or less a Ghost herself?
Queen: I'm not going to lie, I'm getting sick of that word.

File:// Play Audio 3

AUDIO FILE 3:
Annette: So that covers that. Though he’s still only half a person, we need to figure out who he’s going to get the XX Chromosomes from.
Winters: I’ll take care of that, Someone owes me one too many and it’s time I finally cash in.
Annette: …Uhm, okay…

Karma: Always playing god, aren't they?

File:// Play Audio 4

AUDIO FILE 4:
Annette: You didn’t tell me you were going to use one of her eggs
Winters: It works, she has a better bonding rate to the parasite than anyone else available
Annette: Yeah but like… He looks like if a Himura and Adam had a kid and it’s just plain weird
Winters: Try not to think about it too much
Annette: I guess, have you come up with something call him other than three?
Winters: I was thinking Lucian Caelum.
Annette: You need to lay off the vampire movies I swear.

Queen: The fuck...
Karma: Jesus Christ, this world would have been better without any of Umbrella by the sound of it. And Birkin doesn't sound much better.

File:// Play Audio 5

AUDIO FILE 5:
Annette: So this is what 310 was originally going to be like. Kind of terrifying, not going to lie.
Winters: Not really, I had different plans for Adam if we’re being honest. Lucian’s definitely his predecessor’s superior if we’re looking at them at the same age. But he’s definitely no Adam. Though oddly enough he still suffers from the same draw back though, over exertion and burn out. I’ll have to fix that
Annette: How exactly?
Winters: Nanomachines.
Annette: Oh.

Karma: Nano-machines?! WHAT?!
Queen: You okay?
Karma: Oh c'mon you haven't seen that propaganda video about Big Boss?
Queen: No.
Karma: You need to lay off being dead for more than five minutes.
Karma: Last one.

File:// Play Audio 6

AUDIO FILE 6:
Annette: Hey Luke
Lucian: Yeah? What’s good Doc?
Annette: So I’m sure you’ve been updated about what’s going on?
Lucian: You mean that I finally can go out and be with other people? Yeah pretty fucking excited, not gonna lie.
Annette: Well yes but keep in mind this isn’t just fun.
Lucian: You’re kidding me? You’re putting me to work already?
Annette: Listen alright, Amy might need help sometime in the future and that’s where you come in. Whether you make contact or not doesn’t matter, just keep an eye on things and watch her back if she needs it.
Lucian: Yeah yeah alright fine.
Annette: Good, so since you know your way around the facility, there’s going to be a tram car to take you up to the surface. Have fun and don’t break anything.

Karma: Sounds like you have a stalker.
Queen: Fuck I wish I could slap Annette, I don't need a shadow nor did I need a little brother.
Karma: Is the device decrypted yet?
Queen: 93% give it a minute.
Karma: Have you even turned on its display?
Queen: No.
Karma: Why not?
Queen: Good question. It's a bit late now I'll wait.
Karma: Thoughts?
Queen: I need to find this kid, he's got nowhere to go now that Birkin's been compromised and the NEST has been basically destroyed. Don't think I need an Adam 2.0 walking around on the streets with no guidance.
Karma: C'mon Adam wasn't that bad.

-John has entered the Chat-

John: i maed breakfast. Plz com get sum.
Queen: Thanks
Karma: Jealous
Queen: BRB

-John has left the chat-

Amy got up and crossed the room exiting and headed to the kitchen. John was wearing a full apron and handed her a large plate of bacon, eggs, and hash browns with a biscuit and a half stack of pancakes. Amy fist bumped him on her way back and sat down on the floor again, she noticed the device was done and picked it up pressing the display and it lit up.

"What the fuck?"

Things were becoming more clear to her as the White Rabbit displayed on the device, the background of the faction she was basically raised by. Amy sat he device down.

Queen: I'm back
Karma: Pics of the food plz
Queen: Shush. White Rabbit back ground, the logo of my old survivor group.
Karma: No shit? Let's dive in?
Queen: Sec.

Play:// Audio Log Encrypted
Fuck off 👻
Running:// 💊PillBot.exe
Play:// Audio Log 2

Familiar Male Voice 1: "What exactly did you do to me? I feel stronger, faster, I can react and tell when things are about to happen and I can feel like I can do much more than just my usual pyrokenetics."

a male spoke, the voice of O.V. (Oleg Vladimir), "Your old augments were dated and incomplete, you were a form of a prototype for what would be the latter part of the 300 program. Funny enough, the entire program was deemed a failure upon the completion of T-389. The latter 11 tyrants that were planned were also scrapped."

"You're rambling Oleg," Sazon interrupted, "in essence we have replaced your augments from before with the Alpha Type virus, with the help of Dr. Marcus you are in essence the only one of your kind."

Familiar voice: "What the hell is an Alpha Type? Is that like that shit you used to make 313 and 314?"


"No, 313 and 314 pale in comparison to what you are," Oleg said, "you have encountered T-320 correct?"

"Harmony Winters," Sazon said.

Familiar voice: "Twice unfortunately... blacked out both times, turns out she had some effect on me that turned me into what people actually think when you hear the word Tyrant."


"I pissed my pants the first time she exhibited her capabilities," Oleg said, he seemed to have no shame in the information, "she was created using the Alpha Parasite, to some degree her success is the mother of the Alpha Type 1. You share similar characteristics to her now. I would say you parallel the Beta Type program but..."

"Marcus perfected Beta and has literally created a living world killer," Sazon said, for what she said it was rather casual.

Familiar voice: "The what? You mean that old lady in the wheel chair back in 26? She's not dead yet?"

"Amy's mother," Sazon replied to him, "she is not that old."

"We can have someone wheel you around the facility if you'd like, perhaps you'd like to see the training grounds where the Hunters are working," said Oleg.

"Hunters?! You've been making b.o.w.s again?" He turns to sazon, "I thought you weren't doing that."


There was silence and finally Sazon said, "you are dense."

Oleg began laughing, "the Hunter program is a special program for our outstanding members who operate outside of the branches. They are made up of some of the most talented and skilled members of the wasteland."

"Oh.. That makes way more sense. Yeah then, I'd like that I guess, at least until move around on my own better."


"I'm going to ask that you wear this," Oleg handed him something, a medical mask of sorts, "there are people here who do know you by face."

"Seriously?" He asked taking the mask and looking it over. "What exactly am I supposed to do once I start taking missions or able to move around freely?"

"We've got something in the works, we'll be introducing you to Ulysses Daikon in the coming days to out fit you in our state of the art combat gear. We're only protecting your identity because you don't want Grace involved," Oleg replied.

"Fair enough. I guess I'll get used to it."

Queen: Is there a date on that?
Karma: No, the file is still mostly encrypted. That was Adam's voice though.
Queen: What about the first log?
Karma: It's corrupted, give me a minute I'll run a program to clean it up.
Queen: Next one then.

Played:// Audio Log 3

Adam: "So my call sign is wraith? I mean don't get me wrong, it's better than jabbowaki but it's a little ironic don't you think?"

Daikon: "What would you rather us call you something like Dead Man,", "listen pal, Wraith is a cool as nickname. Better than some of these guys... Like Ela, her callsign is literally just the first three letters of her name."

Adam: "Yeah that's true. It's a little on the nose. There's not a whole lot of people anymore but someone could make the connection between it and GHOST."

Sazon: "Ghost is a very used callsign. The man who killed you was part of an orgnization that designated their members as Ghosts, Amy and I share the callsign and there have been other field operatives who use it,"
Daikon: "And I think of some gay shit like Casper the Friendly Ghost when I hear that shit... No offense boss."

Adam: "Alright then, wraith it is."

Queen: Next
Karma: Okay.

Play:// Audio Log 4

Adam: "We got the two targets successfully, all of them had that devil logo. We almost had an issue at the RPD though, Redfield and Valentine with their s.t.a.r.s unit and Grace was there too."

Sazon: "As expected, Ela reports back similar details from the second target on the outskirts. It seems DeViL is working against our goals and the cause of these 103s coming back into public eye,"

Adam: "Well hopefully we'll get answers from the two we brought in..."

Sazon: "I'm more curious in the targets that were reported taken from the RPD by Devil. They were never reclaimed, I'll have the two interrogated for probable whereabouts for them so we can conduct a rescue mission or pass the information onto Valentine."

Adam: "Sounds good. Listen, shit almost went south fast. Grace could feel something was wrong and I don't how but I felt it. If it wasn't for Valentine we wouldn't have made it out. If we were wearing our patches Grace might've tried to bring the building down on our heads."

Sazon: "Marcus really did a number on her if her senses are that tuned," Sazon said, there was admiration in her voice, "Grace wont be a concern for long. We've fed information to TYRANT of our existence. With enough time she will know Jessica White is the leader of Blu-Umbrella and is assisting."

Adam: "Hopefully she has the brains to stay out of our fight considering how much she has on her plate as is."

Sazon: "Amy Grace is intelligent, she is also a work horse. There are no limits to the things she will do, I would expect to cross paths with her again."

Adam: "What do you suggest I do if that's the case? If you think I was pissed when you brought me back, she's going to hunt us if she finds out."

Sazon: "I'm not concerned, do what you see fit,"


Adam: "Alright.", "Is there another mission soon? I heard something about a facility raid."

Sazon: "There is, you'll be working with another hunter on this one. One you may remember from twenty years ago. She was known as Hollenhund by Hellsing forces."

Adam: "...wait you mean that psycho back in 06 that fought Ranka to a stand still?"

Sazon: "I believe she prefers to be called an artist."

Adam: Yeah okay. That complicates things but I'll get it done." , "I might need a few days afterwards to get Gwen staffani out of my head though."

Adam: "Mantis has been dealing with it for two weeks now, you'll survive."

Adam: "If you say so."

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Karma: Amy?
Queen: Is the first one done?
Karma: Yes.
Queen: Play it.

-sounds of medical equipment can be heard in the background. Assisted breathing, EKG, heartmonitor shit like that. Sudden spike in heart monitor before a gasp and yell from a male voice-

Sazon: "Subject has regained consciousness on schedule, vitals are stable. Inform O we are moving into the next phase of treatment. It is time to wake up,"

"Wh... wha..." "What did you do!" Male voice sounds like Adam, Sounds of things being knocked over, followed by the flutter of wings and struggling sounds from the male.
Sazon: "rational reaction, good reaction time. Do you know who I am?"
Adam: "Of course I know who the fuck you are!" He sounds really angry, but also de-aged and alive. "Now what the fuck did you do!"
Sazon: "Then who am I?"
Sudden pause; sound of more struggling.
Adam: "You're Sazon fucking Himura. You think I wouldn't recognize you after so long?" yelling now; "Now anwser me damn it!"

Sazon being Sazon: "Subjects long term memory is intact," slight pause, "alright, lets begin. I am Jessica Shepard, also known by you as Sazon Himura. What is the last thing you remember, answer me this and I'll tell you everything you need to know."

Medium pause; "I..." sounds like calming down "I remember a gunshot, a hole in my chest, and then just everything faded."

Sazon: "Good, short term memory is intact," sound of a clip board being placed on a desk, "the last moments of your life were ended by the Sons of Sorrow and Wolf commander Jack Chambers, he is a boogeyman... no, the boogeyman. He makes Alex Chambers look like childs play with his accumulated body count in the US military during the last twenty years." She moved closer extending her hand for him to give her his, "he killed you. We brought you back."

Adam: "Why?” pause, "Why did he kill me and more importantly why did you bring me back?"

Sazon: "you are a target connected to White Rabbit, Wonderland, and more importantly the Maiden of Revolution. Getting to you was a way to show her that no one is safe." Pause, "Doctor Marcus suggested it, Doctor Oleg said he could do it. Why would I not bring back the one weapon everyone actually thinks is dead? More importantly... Do you not want to be alive?"

Adam: "It's the point of the matter, we die, we get brought back like we're fucking property. It's not fucking right." pause, "What about Amy, is she safe?"

Sazon: "AG01 is in no remote danger," she replied, "sorry. Amy is fine."

Adam: "Good... That's good." He paused and waited for a moment until she was done touching him, it was weird. "Why specifically did you choose me? I don't care if you coded anything in me, I'll blow my own brains out before I let you use me to hurt her or anyone else."

Sazon: "Do you understand my work across the Wasteland for the last twenty years has been beneficial rather than controlling?", "we are giving you a second chance because you weren't given a fair fight to begin with. You were a failed project that escaped liquidation and survived long enough to have cellular deconstruction on an atomic level which was going to kill you before any gunshot." Sound of heels clicking, something before dumped from a tray "you weren't resurrected to be my pawn, I am out of that business and have bigger plans for those who wish to aid in my company. Should you wish to leave and continue being 310-A then go for it, but if you're curious what J.W. has been working on then I implore you to stick around."

Adam: Long silence, some inaudible mumbling "What exactly are you doing?"

Sazon: "My father is still alive and on Motherbase some thousand miles off the shore of any country, he is no danger to anyone at the moment and yet he still poses a thousand threats to this world without being active. You did well running with your own group on my intel before, with your retirement I had to work on the big leagues. I am currently operating with a task force of around a thousand individuals across three branches of security and two branches of research and development. The goal is to reclaim Blu-Umbrella assets and destroy White and Red Umbrella assets. However, our primary goal is to uncover evidence of Arix Himura's existence."

Adam: "Alright..." another pause. "I'll work with you as long as our goals align. On one condition."

Sazon: "Which is?"

Adam: "Amy stays out of this, no contact, nothing that could involve her, and absolutely no kill orders... I won't do that to her."

Sazon: "I can't control what she does or where she goes or who she fights for. I understand your goal to protect her and keep her from this but if she reaches out on her own volition there is nothing I can do to stop her. That being said, I will make no attempt to recruit her. She is too important in her current role anyways."

Adam: "Then count me in."

Karma: Amy?

-Queen has left the chat-

"I'm going to kill both of them," Amy said very loudly.

"Sober up before you kill anyone," came her mothers voice from the hallway.

Amy got up and literally ran to the hallway as Dr. Marcus went to roll herself into the kitchen and Amy grabbed the handles of the wheel chair and pulled it down tilting Dr. Marcus at a 45 degree angle so she was almost touching the ground and had to look at her.

"What the fuck Amy?"

"You need to stay the fuck out of my fucking life and stop interfering with shit. Where the hell is Sazon Himura," Amy growled.

"Don't know," Alyson replied, she knew damn well what Amy was talking about though, "I don't get told these things. I just email her on a private server."

Amy let the handles go and Dr. Marcus fell the next couple feet to the ground and looked up at her as she moved back into her room and got dressed.

"What you're going to just leave me here like a turtle Amy?"

"Figure it out, you're so smart you can figure out everything else, figure that one out," Amy said from the room and picked up her iDroid pocketing it. She closed the laptop and grabbed the other device and headed back into the hallway, John was attempting to help Dr. Marcus an Amy forced him back with a kinetic shove and he dropped Dr. Marcus.

"Oh real mature Amy," Alyson yelled at her as Amy headed through the living room and out the front door.

Amy picked up her iDroid and sent a message to Karma: Jolie, trace the device to every location it's been. I want to know where Sazon Himura is.

[«Wraith»]

He had taken some of his off time, it was needed given the shit show that the last mission had turned into. He'd already informed the higher ups that he'd dropped his U-Droid during the altercation, which meant precautions were already taken and the device was cut off from the Lodge's server banks and mainframe as to not compromise the location. The data they had managed to get was all they had. He however had taken this time after leaving NEST 2.

He was still wearing his combat suit but the helmet was cradled under his arm as he walked up, to the one place he wanted to go because he needed a drink. Lucky for him it was currently closed, which made sense as Kris spent her days going to school. The lock was simple to slip and he walked in, turning on the main lights before moving over to the bar, setting his helmet down and taking down the stools. Hard to think that weeks ago he was living a normal life and running this place.

He moved behind the counter grabbing a very specific bottle from where he usually stashed it, a glass... two glasses, and the phone. His memory was ten times what it used to be, so much so that he could remember numbers and ways of contacting people. He paused though remembering that he didn't exactly have Amy's contact info anymore. He took a moment before dialing in a number and holding the phone to his ear. "It's been a while." He held the phone away from his ear for a minute, letting the other person just go on. Before finally he spoke again. "I need you to get a message to Amy, through whatever channels you got, tell her I'm at the bar."

He hung up and set the phone back on it's receiver, pouring himself a drink and leaving the bottom next to the empty glass before he moved around the bar moving tables and clearing space in case she came in like the wrecking ball she was last night.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

Karma: What do I do? She's going to tear that place apart.
John: Chest hurts. She hist hard. Te;l her not 2 brake.
Karma: Break* Brake means to slow down.
John: Tell her 2 brake then.

"He said he's at the bar. John said don't break the place please. He emphasized please, and misspelled it but still."

Amy had her iDroid on speaker, she was sitting on a park bench watching someone who had eyes on her for a minute now, "Jolie, contact Nam, tell her if she doesn't get Chul off my back I'm going to end her hacking career by breaking her hands."

"I- uh got it. One se-"

Amy hung up and stood up, she simply stared and he stared back.

Karma: She said if you don't call Vigil off she's going to break your hands.
Dokkaebi: Does she even know where I am right now?
Karma: Do you really want to test her? She literally caved in an entire facility last night with her brain.
Dokkaebi: Fuck. One second...

Her iDroid was buzzing, she was walking now heading for the Crowbar when she answered it putting the ear piece in her ear.

"I'm guessing that went well considering he's gone," Amy said, "next person to tell fuck off. The Architect, I don't need someone shadowing me from TYRANT."

"You want me to threaten any of his limbs?"

"No, just tell him to go away."

Karma: Hey, fuck off.
Architect: What?
Karma: She said fuck off.
Architect: ...

Amy stood at the door to the Crowbar and pulled it open stepping inside, she didn't have her gun drawn, she wasn't showing any signs of hostility. She didn't want to bring this place down and ruin Kris's livelihood at the moment or Johns new hobby, she had more respect than that.

She just stood there and stared.

[«Wraith»]

He didn't look at her he had his glass in his hand and was sitting at the bar. He'd sensed her as she had come up, instead he unscrewed the bottle and poured a glass, set the bottle down and screwed the cap on before grabbing the drink and holding it out, there was also a pair of combat knives on the table in case she wanted to take it outside in the empty field behind the bar. There was a long, drawn out silence. "Get it over with." He finally said, as if he was expecting her to just berate the hell out of him.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

She reached down into her boot and pulled the knife from its holster, it was his, she flipped it backwards and threw it into the bar right under his hand holding the drink.

"You forgot this when you forgot to be dead," she simply said, there was nothing else from her. There was plenty of fury and plenty of pent up rage but she wasn't letting it out, she simply stared.

[«Wraith»]

He didn't say anything, he just set the drink down and took a sip from his own. "Yeah, because I had a say in what happened to my corpse after I was killed." It was sarcastic and dry. Granted she had every right to be angry, hell if he had it his way she would've never have found out but the moment he lost his U-Droid he knew he was had, better to nip this in the butt now then. Truth was he was also more than angry when it came to not only this situation but also the loss of Annette and subsequent shit storm that was there situation.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

"Not the fucking point," Amy said, she wasn't prying at his 'resurrection' she was prying elsewhere with her anger, "nah instead lets not involve me, let's hide from me, not let her know I'm alive. Great fucking idea."

She could feel herself shaking from her ankles up to her shoulders in fury, she could only imagine the death glare she was giving him at that moment.

[«Wraith»]

"Jee, Hi Amy, remember when I died? Yeah well syke." His tone was bitter, and nearly condescending as he too was trying to manage his temper, but he could feel her rage and it was feeding into his own. "Oh bee tee dubs; there's a bunch of bio-terrorist cells, specifically a big one operating in Raccoon City. So on top of everything you're already shouldering, you mind adding this to your already over sized fucking plate too?" He almost yelled that last part as his voice raised an octave but he stopped himself and took a drink.

"But sure, let's get you involved, Because you're Amy-fucking-Grace right? And how fucking well did that end for you the last time when you tried to save the fucking world huh?" He was facing her now he couldn't hide the anger behind his eyes. He wanted to say other things, about how she was kind of hypocrite for being mad that he was trying to keep her out of this fight when she'd done that a million times to him in the past.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

"Right, because fighting for equal rights with the government is a more important job for me than leveling a terrorist cell hot dropping tyrants in the city, are you fucking dense?"

"Nah it's fine though. You go ahead and forcefully take assets and hire them on to your little crew. Oh that's right, that worked so fucking well. Let's ask Sherry how that went," Amy shook her head, she was rethinking this whole coming here thing now, "unbelievable. No, your excuse is you have no way of contacting her. Way to fucking go, you know who has a way of contacting her? Lemme think, Amy-fucking-Grace?"

[«Wraith»]

"Oh you think so? Because until she contacted you she went fucking deep dark. No one could contact Annette at all." He was doing his best to try and keep his anger from physically showing but he was slowly failing. "I was forced to take a fucking unit with me because we feared deVil had gotten a hold of her. It was supposed to be a fucking solo mission. And don't you fucking jump on my shit because thanks to your fucking temper tantrum the other night that entire facility is fucking wrecked and I can't find any fucking evidence to exonerate my friend and colleague, a woman I owe my fucking life to, who's fucking dead now, from suspicions that she was developing a new G-virus strain!"

[¤Amy Grace¤]

"Good," Amy said calmly.

"It's not like it's going to affect her at all, she's dead. Just like Alice and everyone else in my life. It doesn't matter anymore, I'm done," she reached into her pocket and took out her keys and removed a set of dog tags, one was stamped with the WONDERLAND logo and had A.Grace, 22/5/90, O- stamped into it. It was connected to another one by a key ring, similar to hers but said: A.Kurgan, ??/??/1990, AB-. It was something she never got to give to him because of Seven and then just time.

"Good luck."

[«Wraith»]

"Typical." He barked back at her, "How about you peace the fuck out for another five years?" He finally stood up, grabbing his two knives he set on the table and put them back into their sheaths on his combat armor and scooped up his helmet. "You want someone to be mad at then you need to look at your quote unquote mom because she's the one that put the fucking idea in their fucking heads. My fucking bad for trying to not let you get yourself fucking killed again. Next time someone or some organization tries to fucking murder you I won't stand in their way because that's apparently what you want." He too angry and he needed to leave this situation, but unlike the other times he'd be damned he was the one that was going to storm off or run off first.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

She was unusually calm still, she simply stared at him with no emotion on her face now letting him vent out his frustrations because she was more than done with the situation at this point and was doing her best not to draw attention to this place or herself.

There was a thousand things she could have said to him but instead the only thing that crossed her lips was, "don't forget your other knife on the way out."

She nodded to the K-Bar she had thrown into the bar earlier.

[«Wraith»]

He shook his head, going blank with a stern expression on his face and walked for the door, pushing past her with his shoulder. "I don't need it." He reached the door and stopped for a minute, "How come it always has to end this way?" He shook his head once more and pushed the door beginning to walk out of the bar. The only silver lining was that she'd want nothing to do with him, which in it's own twisted way kept her slightly safer than before, if only by a very slim margin.

[¤Amy Grace¤]

As the door closed she raised her hand and the knife pulled from the bar and slipped into her palm, she looked it over then dropped it on her right side and it fell neatly into her boot holster, she looked back up seeing herself in the mirror that sat behind the alcohol, she could clearly see the dark look in her eyes.

"Because Adam," she answered to the silence, "I was created to kill all my friends."