{Revenge} The Docks

Malcolm MacBain

*His finger tapped impatiently as he looked out the small window. The harbor lights of Boston shown brightly against the night sky, and he knew somewhere in one of those ships was a living cargo. The very same cargo that he, Elijah and Aric had intercepted just a few weeks ago. He had received information from Mathias that several vessels had been given a face lift in the shipyards of Belfast and were now en route to Boston and Savannah. According to the manifest there was live stock and feed on one ship and assorted cargo on the other. Relaying the information to Gideon he was given orders to fly into Boston and join a team while a second team would be dispatched to Savannah. His thoughts were interrupted by the pilot's announcement that they would be landing in 15 minutes. Already he was being messaged by Elijah. He was waiting in the hanger along with Jax and both were ready for some action.*

• Elijah Breed *Elijah glanced at his watch once again, and scanned the skies for the millionth time. He was glad to see Malcolm again, even if the circumstances were grim. Gideon had relayed the details known so far...live stock cargo his ass! His blood boiled at the thought ... To think of defenseless human beings as cattle! He was eager to dismantle that damned operation and send the perps to hell*

  
  
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  Jax Breed * Pacing silently back and fourth as they waited for Malcolm's plane to land, Jax glanced over at Elijah and shook his head.* Watching the sky isn't going to bring that bird down any faster Eli. Chill, we will do what has to be done. * He smiled at his friend and clapped him on the back, sneaking a glance up at the sky himself. He chuckled when he saw the lights of the plane. * Incoming Eli. Soon we will be able to get this mission underway.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *He was out of his seat grabbing his gear from the overhead before the plane made a full stop. He could see the Elijah and Jax in the dimly lit hanger both dresses and armed . Quickly descending the stairs he nods an acknowledgement to the young warriors* Evening laddies. I assumed Lucan has filled you in on the situation.

  
  
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  Elijah Breed Welcome, Malcolm ! Jax and I have been already briefed by Gid... Damn it, Mal I thought we had dismantled that operation back in Europe for good! Guess it was naive of me to think they would remain that way... The Order SUV is waiting. We are going to the docks, right?

  
  
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  Jax Breed * Grabbing Malcolm's bag the three of them headed over to the suv. * The docks is our destination for tonight, Eli. I for one am ready to put an end to all of this. * Snorting when Malcolm arches a brow at him, Jax just shrugged * Not being cocky, Mal, just honest.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Climbing into the front passenger seat Jax navigates through the narrow streets towards the docks.* Laddies, I'm ready to end this too but until we confirm who is responsible for the human trafficking I'm afraid all we can do is try to intercept the shipments. *Parking a few blocks from the pier the warriors quickly check their weapons. Hugging the shadows they work their way to the outer buildings. Climbing up a rusted fire escape they perch themselves on the flat roof watching as cargo is unloaded*
  

  
  
• Elijah Breed *They didn't have to wait too long to observe movement on the docks. Two trucks stopped by and six Breed guards jumped out. It was obvious they were preparing the trucks to receive their nefarious cargo. Eli's fists clenched. Very visible at the side of both trucks was the crescent moon and teardrop sign with a sun, an aberration of the mark all Breed revered... Such a desecration of what the Breed should have upholded as pure and sacred outraged him and he growled low* Motherfuckers! Traitors to your race! Can't wait to send you back to hell where you belong!

  
  
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  Jax Breed Keep it cool, Eli. It won't help you to get all pissed off right now. * Jax had hidden their SUV and the three of them stayed in the shadows, watching what was going on. He was as pissed as Eli and Malcolm but he would save his rage for the battle he knew they would be fighting soon. *

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Intently watching the activities on the docks his hands grips his weapon. He could feel the feral changes in face as his own anger swelled. He knew the heart break of losing his pregnant mate many years ago and swore that no one else would experience losing one they loved again to blood sport. Counting the number of armed Breed looked for any signs of other worldly beings that might be around.* Looks like we won't be dealing with any ET's tonight Let's, let them finish loading up the humans, then Elijah you take care of the rear guards, Jax, you the driver. I'll handle the gate keeper.

  
  
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  Elijah Breed *Eli nodded and starting moving stealthily towards the trucks. Only three guards were at the rear, waiting for their cargo to arrive. They were big Breeds but they were distracted, talking among themselves. However, they were heavily armed...only a minor inconvenience. Nathan had trained him extensively and he would not disappoint. These three bastards were going down...
  
  Not more than five minutes had elapsed, and the three Breed guards were laying face down in a pool of their own blood. Eli cleaned his blades on the corpses' clothes and sheathed them. Dragging the lifeless bodies into the back of the trucks he mused* Someone is surely getting a big surprise when they check these trucks tonight... We will be sending them a very different kind of cargo than the one they are expecting!

  
  
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  Jax Breed * Jax moved quietly around the side of the truck, staying low his shuriken at the ready. He froze when the drivers side door open and a large breed slid from the seat. Before he could say a word, Jax threw his star. With deadly precision it meet it's mark, slicing through skin, muscle and bone. The male fell to the ground, the warmth of his blood steaming as Jax stepped over him to make sure no one else was in the cab of the vehicle. Not seeing anyone, he bent down to retrieve his star, wiping it clean before pocketing it and giving Malcolm the all clear sign.*

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Quickly making his way to the gate he hides in the shadows. He sees only one Breed at the dock gates. The male was talking on the phone and seem frustrated, just the distraction he needed to make his move. Drawing his caber he steps in the door. His presence betrayed by the creaking hinges.* Hello Yank. *Flashing his fangs he makes a swift slice through bone and flesh severing the hand of the male as he drew his gun. A loud scream of pain echoed off the metal walls as the wounded male reached under the counter and activated an alarm.* Ahh damn. *Dropping his blade he lunged toward the Breed snapping his neck in one smooth move. Speaking into his communicator he alerted Elijah and Jax that company was coming.*

  
  
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  Elijah Breed *Eli got the message over the comm. All hell was going to break loose real soon... He remained hidden, observing the Breed that were unloading their human prisoners. Their faces had morphed into masks of alarm as they tried to shepherd the humans towards one of the trucks. He smiled, wondering what they would say when they find the corpses of their Breed comrades stashed at the back of the vehicle...
  
  His smile turned into horror when he saw a young girl breaking free from the group and trying to run away from her Breed captors. She would never be able to outrun a vampire, but her captors now faced a dilemma. Go after the girl and risk more humans escaping or allow her to get away... Elijah just knew what would happen. They would shot her to death. In the span of seconds, Eli made his decision. He would risk taking a hit to save the life of that girl.
  
  Using all the speed he possessed, he made a desperate run towards the girl. He reached her and tried to run with her in his arms when he realized his mistake. The Breed were using machine guns...
  
  His body jerked upon receiving multiple impacts in rapid succession. He fell, the lifeless body of the girl still in his arms. Blood seeped out of his body so fast... He managed a short laugh, almost choking on his own blood. So the bastards had managed to kill him! Damn...

  
  
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  Jax Breed Goddammit Elijah! * His buddy had made a foolish move trying to save one human female as all the other humans ran for their very lives, their captors scrambling to retrieve them. Jax could see the shooters, his eyes narrowed, shuriken ready. He sent two through the air, both striking one of the shooters. He could hear Malcom over the comm unit cursing, saying back up was coming. Jax couldn't let Eli lay there, an easy target for their enemies. Whith his guns drawn he headed for his fallen friend, shooting anything that moved. He reached Elijah's side and rolled the deceased female away from him. Eli tried to protest and Jax hissed at him. * She's gone, nothing to do but get the fuck outta here!. * Jax scanned the area and grabbed Eli, hoisting him over his shoulder. Jax ran as fast as he could to safety, Malcolm waiting there when he laid Eli down on the ground. *

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I'm on standby in the shadows. It wasn't my orders, but the hell with orders. This was part of my team, my friends, my family. I wasn't letting them walk into danger without me to back up their asses if all hell broke loose and that's just what happened. I hear Malcolm's frantic call for aid and I put on my Breed speed, making it there in record time, guns in both hands. My glyphs were raging in crimson colors, my eyes flashing amber around the dock. I locate Mal and Jax and then I see Eli laying on the asphalt. Rage tears through me as I lay siege to the rest of the Breed bastards on the doc. I am known as Death to the Breed race. With speed and accuracy, I plow through each and every one of them, their bloody bodies laying scattered everywhere. I empty my guns into the males, wounding them only. Pulling my blades, I growl as I attack each one, slicing their necks open, nearly decapitating all but one. The human females cringing together, safe now that their captors are dead. I run back to Eli, falling to my knees. I growl as I see his blood spilling and the gasps he was making- What the FUCK did you do? -I hear Mal talking with Gid requesting Rafe and his healing power. There was no way to get Eli back to the compound alive, Rafe would have to meet us here to save Eli's life.-

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *He stood over the wounded warrior as Jax attended toElijah's wounds. Jax's looked up shaking his head and mouthing the words, it's bad. Snapping his knitted hat off his head he cursed under his breath. This was suppose to be an in and out mission. The informants told him that it there would only be human guards. His trust in his informant had proven to be misplace and now Eli would possibly pay with his life. Snatching out his communicator his voice was crisp and clear as he radio the compound .* Gid, Eli is wounded in a bad way and shouldn't be moved. We need Rafe or Tess or maybe both. and donor on stand by once we can move him.. The laddie is going to need a lot of blood. *There was a brief silence before Gideon spoke. {I'm dispatching Rafe he's a block away at the Harbor Pub. Tell Eli to hang tight}. Kneeling down he placed his hand on Elijah's shoulders* Help is on the way, Eli. *Standing his full height, his legs braced widely apart he draws his Uzi. He could see Rafe in the distance* Okay laddies you watch over Elijah as Rafe works his magic I'll cover you.

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  Malcolm MacBain ***To be Continued***

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