The doors to the elevator open into a long straight hallway, with no furniture or decoration. It looks like the site was once a construction zone before the UN attacked, possibly starting on the basement and working up. The UN must have filed in most of the dirt and made it look like an unmarked area, to hide the basement. The walls were plain concrete as was the floor, and the lighting was basic wiring and a couple lightbulbs, easy to put up in an hour or two, but not very good for light. As she stepped out of the elevator Dakota realizes that its not just a hallway, but its littered with doors. Obviously intended for a office building, it was no longer used as such, since each door had a glass pane looking in. She could see in the first one that it resembled more of a jail cell than anything, with a mattress, blanket, and bucket for a toilet. The door was locked too.
Looking back down the hall, she counted at least a dozen doors. A secret prison? Why would the UN be hiding people, unless they were too dangerous, or too important to have in just any camp. And the doors were not light either, made of heavy wood and thick unbreakable glass. Even the locks looked expensive. Moving across the hall she looks into another empty prison cell and moves down to another...and another...and another...
They are trying to watch the door but they also have about twenty children panicking, and two of the toddlers are outright screaming in fear. Nicki knows before it even happens, telling all the children to curl up against the wall and not move as the door bursts open and a team of six men swarm in, some pointing at Felix, others at the girls and children.
"No one move!" one of them in a thick english accent snaps before grabbing his radio "We got three adults a dozen or so children here."
The radio buzzes then someone speaks into it, "No need for the adults, do not harm the children."
"Don't you lay a hand on us," Willow snaps, standing in front of the children, "My brother will come for me if you so much as try and take me."
"Your brother?" one of them laughs.
"Willow don't-" Nicki tries to shush her but Willow has to snap, "Yeah. My brother. He's a soldier, and better than the lot of you. When he gets back with Dakota-"
"Dakota Miller?" one of them ask, cutting her off.
Fuck did they just step in it. That fact they know her name means they are actively seeking her out, which means Dakota's made quite the impression. And not a good one by the look on their faces. Willow opens her mouth to try and lie but they see right through her.
"Take them, led them out to the street."
Two men jump forward and grab the girls, tying them and shoving them out the door. Two other men go for Felix, wrestling him down and tying him too before making him follow Nicki and Willow. When they get outside all three of them are forced to their knees in front of the tank, where an angry looking man sneers at them before turning to...Blake. They had found Blake.
"Fuck," Nicki winced, realizing he'd identify each and every one of them.
Seconds later another familiar face appears - Andrew's. They don't force him down with them though. Instead two men hold him against the tank while the gruff man, easily the leader, looks him over.
"So this is Miller's twin? He looks weak. My soldier here, Blake, tells me your sister gave him quite the beating this morning."
Turning to the three on the ground he looks over each of them.
"He also told me that he received quite the beating from Collin, and we just happen to have found his lover and his sister. And that scum traitor. Now, we haven't quite found Officer Miller's lover yet, but her brother will do."
He nods and they force him to his knees in front of the other three so he's looking at each of them.
"Andrew is it? Andrew you have till the count of ten to chose one of these three...to die," he hands a gun to Blake, giving him the option to do the execution, "Then you can tell your bitch of a sister how you chose."
Dakota is halfway down the hall when she hears a cough from further down. Forgetting her spot she races down the hall towards the noise, pressing herself up to the door and looking in. What she finds stops any other thought she has, her stomach dropping even more as her mouth opens wide in pure shock.
"M-mom?"
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