The Dystopia

"Oh! Shoot!" Silver let the two down and bowed his head apologetically.

"Alright you three, load up as much supplies you can and meet me outside just at the section of the wall over there. We got a long trip so best be stingy with what you can take." Grief said to all three of them.


"Yes sir!" Both Marcus and Balta replied.

"It just dawned on me,  if these guys are as scary as you say then how come they're not here already? You think you'd all be wired or something given who you are."

"Because, like the Order, not all the Guard would be against me. I didn't do anything to warrant any attention, I just didn't show up to my office. Anyways, get ready.Some of the older members still maybe loyal to me, like Marcus and Balta here." Grief replied

(Welcome back.)

"So if they're loyal... wouldn't it be better if we had a story explaining me. Rather than put faith in their loyalty and risk being ratted out... theres got to be something we can say. Not an outright lie... But something that won't tip them offcthat we're being pursued. "

"We are, we're leaving Siag. Now follow the captain and the colonel and keep alert." Grief replied.

Leaving? He'd just ordered some reinforcements too. He was hoping that his bite sized backup was at least close enough to see him leave. 

"Y-yeah...? Ok good. The sooner we can get out the better" Silver followed the others as told.

Grief and the two other Mobians lead him to the section of the wall further away from the gates oddly. It appeared that this part of the wall was impassible, but also it looked rather inconspicuous and unimportant as well. It was strange that Grief would lead the trio behind him to this area as there was no way to get past the wall and there was no way to the other side apparently.

"Okay,we're here. Are you ready?"