Back at the operating room begins the difficult procedure on Tank to surgically attach his new arm. They start connecting each nerve ending to a wire on the arms itself. As they connect each set of nerves they test them through an incision they have mad through tanks skull causing twitches in the reflexes. After a while movement can be seen through the new arm as with every poke and prod the arm it self moves for a certain function. They then begin to run wires up from the new mechanical arm up through his skin implanting more wires to his brain. Graves stand outside the operating room the entire time with his thoughts on Tanks quick recovery
Krash is found in the blood packs room as she goes into telling them about what she discussed with Graves.
“What do you think is the deal with patient Zero? Do you think graves isn’t telling us everything?” Mary questions the group.
Maybe he is trying to protect us from something, but still we need to know what it is?’ Krash responds.
“Okay but how do we get the boss to talk he has been so damn out of it lately it hard to even get a word in edge wise.” Blood Mace replies.
The group continues to discuss the possibilities of the growing concern of their heroic leader. Deep thoughts reside in them like a time bomb ticking just waiting to explode. They try there best to keep their wits about them and not dwell too much on the current situation of things. It becomes hard though for they’re feeling not to come out. Epically in this time of crises, with one member in surgery hanging on by a thread, and another seeming lost inside his own world. Their troubled minds try to slip away to a more peaceful time stories of a broken, but happy past come to life.
You know I remember the first time I met Graves and Tank I had been running for a while then, and gotten trapped into a tight spot in a junkyard. Don’t get me wrong I was holding my own but more and more of these undead scum had shown up surrounding me. I remember how the horde became distracted by the sound of Grave’s bike. He seemed to come out of know where like a bat from hell. He ramped over a pile of junk landing outside the group as he began firing into the crowd. He had some modified gun that he had made shooting large metal spikes out from it. It would tear through the corpses or pin them to whatever solid object they rammed into. Krash pauses laughing as she continues on with her story.
Then Tank came busting in guns a blazing firing off into them side by side with Graves. All I could do is take cover and watch them go to town. Its weird those two always seemed invincible when they were together. She sighs and her thoughts drift back to Tank.
Bloody Mary rubs her hand on Krash’s Shoulder trying to comfort her some. Then suddenly a smirk comes across her face as she nudges Blood Mace. “Hey hon do you remember that time we were out on recon with those two?”
Mace lets out a loud laughter as he thinks back nodding to his significant other. “Yeah I remember like it was only yesterday. Mary and me had broken off from those two we were checking out a compound where we thought we could find some more evidence on what was going on. Anyways Graves was reluctant at first and looking back for good reason. You see we had just gotten done with a six month special ops training camp and well we were caught in the heat of the moment lets just put it that way.
Mary laughs shaking her head as she finishes the story “What Mace is trying to say with out dieing from laughter is we had snuck off to fool around, and well I guess graves started searching on that same floor when he heard us. He came busting in and took aim on us until he saw what was going on. Oh man I thought he was going to kill us for more than thinking we were some sort of undead creature. She laughs a bit harder then it slowly dies down as she continues on
” Yeah uh instead of killing us he sent us back to the camp for another 3 weeks of extra training.”
Mace smirks “ Yeah but it was worth it.”
Krash no longer sulking has a bright red face from listening to the both of them. They continue on through the night laughing and carring on taking there troubles away.
Just simply enjoing one anothers company and taking a much need break from the outside world in away.
Doctor Vinnsanity approaches graves after a long wait. “The operation was a success commander Graves. I thought you should know all of his vitals are well, and his body seems to be taking to the new biotech appendage.”
Graves tilts his head cracking his neck. Then quickly grabs hold of the doctor by his coat. He slams him into the wall pinning him up to it. The look he gives him is as cold as the night its self. “I want you to know right now doc that if Tank doesn’t make it and something still goes wrong. You will be missing a few limbs, and well we both know im no surgeon. So watch over him as if your life depended on it.”
Graves stays calm and complacent just looking at the doc with a dead stair. He pats the doctor on the face and lets a smile come from his face that would send a chill down the most evil of devils. He set him down looking back through the operating room once more at his fallen brother. He then turns and begins to head out of the facility stopping just before the door. “Oh and doc make sure you let me know the second he comes to.”
He pushes his way on looking to the night sky as he sees the clouds forming. He pulls his black straw cowboy hat down more the brim covers his eyes. He heads to the garage at the compound unlocking the door by typing in a code to a keypad. He raises the door and walks straight over and picks up a toolbox as he rummages through it looking for certain tools. He then moves over to a custom bike and begins wrenching on it. He leaves the door up and takes in a deep breath tasting the air and smelling the coming rain. While he continues to work on his bike the thunder can be heard crashing down and the electricity can be felt all around. The rain comes in quick and hard pouring hard and heavy. Halo runs in seeing the door open and ducks into the garage quickly she smiles as she sees Graves. He takes a small break looking up at her and nods as he goes right back to work.
“You know Graves I could help you with that if ya need I am pretty handy with tools and I do know my way around a garage.” She says politely to him not really wanting to bother him.
“You got a lighter?” he replies still concentrating on his bike.
She looks curiously at him first then begins to fool around through her coveralls pulling out a Zippo. She smiles finding it and taps him on the shoulder handing the lighter his way. He takes it from her pulls out a smoke from his shirt pocket and sparks one up right there. He then returns the lighter back to her and continues to wrench on his project. She takes the lighter back and takes a step back looking at him kind of worried.
”Uh I don’t mean to be rude graves but I don’t think you should be smoking in the garage there’s a lot of combustibles in here and…”
She is interrupted as he sets down his tools and stands up facing her now. He takes a drag off the cigarette the dim glow from the embers outlines his face with an eerie glow. His dark piercing eyes can be seen for a moment. Turning his head he lets out a cloud of smoke from his lungs floating into the cold air. The smoke leaves a trail; and dances in the night as he clears his throat. “If you want to help then don’t go giving me advice. Epically if I already know the risk it involves.”
She crosses her arms and smiles almost with a cocky look in her eyes as she thinks to her self for a moment. She takes her hand and puts her finger right into his muscular chest pressing in to get her point across. Her point being that she was not going to be intimidated by him. “You know Graves I know your tough and I know you’re skilled, and I have seen the way you care about all of us. So I also know that you’re a good leader, I also know that you feel like you have to be a hard ass and always act tough but I is ok to just relax some times and jus…..”
Before she could finish Graves finally snaps back at her. He grabs her hand and removes the fingerer from his chest he seems frustrated but not angered.” You know nothing about me Halo and Im not going to listen to you trying to get inside my head. Your little psycho babble isn’t going to….”
She finally stops him before he gets into his speech.” No will you just listen to me instead of being so damned pig headed. Maybe I don’t know who you are, and I am just speculating on some things. Still that does not mean that when were here at least you have to be an ass all the time. So why don’t you take another drag off that cigarette and just stare outside for a minute, with me.” She says to him smiling with a lot of attitude backing that pearl smile of hers.
He’s taken off guard by her actions, and tries to collect his thoughts, but he’s says nothing as he simply nods and looks up at the rain then back to her. He finishes his cigarette and tosses it out side watching it get smothered by the rain. Stepping up beside her now he leans back against a near by tool box, and takes a sharp breath in as he jolts from feeling her hand placed on his shoulder. A smile then drapes across his face and a since of relief flows over him he looks back to her one more time then out to the rolling clouds again.
