"And were trusting that this friend is also the one you intended to take the ex little sister yes?" Andrew added whilst putting on a pair of gloves he had found in the 'lab' also to try and hide the weird things that had happened to his hands after injection

Lifting Lilly onto his shoulders, Brandon followed the group out. Lilly taped on his head "What wrong with that man big brother?" She asked while fidgeting and his shoulders. "He's very sick but Josh gave him some medicine now were just taking him and you to a friends house so he can get better and you can have somewhere to stay."
"Awww, but I want to stay with you."
"I'm sorry Lilly but it's to dangerous out here for you but don't worry as soon as it's safe out here too you can come with me."

The road was rough, broken, and trechorus but the group began to approach the ramble shack on the out skirts of town. As they approached they heard the sounds of gunfire, and shouting, "Take that you fuckers, your all going to Hell even if I have to drag you there myself."

A slight grin of his face,Joshua ran towards the sound seeing an older woman blasting away splicers with a shotgun. When the last one had been savaged she looked at them gun raised. When she saw Josh she lowered the weapon and smiled, "It's been too long, who the fuck are they?"

"We're friends of his. We've been working on taking these things down."

"And im from New York, unlike most here." Andrew said to the old lady. The shack in question was surrounded with empty shotgun casings and also the occasional splicer.

"There's been a slight problem, one of our friends has been hurt pretty bad, we just need somewhere safe somewhat to put him till he can get on his feet again," Andrew took a quick pause,

"Josh, how do you know this lady?"

"She, my friends, is the reason I am who I am today that is all that matters, she is a friend we can trust her. Now Jane, this man is gravly injured and we have a child, can you hold on to them for us?"

Jane smiled holding out her arms, "My home is your home come on in."

Brianne follows Jane into her home.

Josh placed Scott on the floor to catch his breath for a moment. Scott laid dormant for a short while. All of a sudden his eyes opened wide, his back wrenched and he took a huge gasp of air. Scott laid on his back, he looked around confused and angry, his attention was quickly captured by a flickering telephone pole. Scott reached out his arm and ripped the pole from it's foundation and threw it into an adjacent building with his telekinesis. Scott laid flat on his back hyperventilating just before falling back into unconsciousness.

"What was that?"

"I don't know," Andrew said, "But it may just mean we need to get more of what josh gave him to bring him back,"

They were let into this drab shack with a fire going in the corner. Everyone slumped into chairs glad to finally have rest. That's when the unconscious form of Scott began thrashing around, and just as suddenly he stopped. Joshua took a few notes and put it away. Jane looked at him with an almost knowing look before turning to the others, "Alright you can stay for a day at the most, you can leave your sick, and the child, but I haven't the resources to take care of all of you is that clear?"

After each person acknowledged this she smiled warmly, and went to a fridge, "Now who wants a beer we have some serious talking to do about why you people have been messing up the city."

Joshua accepted the beer and began talking about what they had done so far. When he was finally done, there were a few more beers on the table, and a lot more laughs to be had. Finally though they got serious, Jane leaned in and said darkly, "You wanna get to Jack you want to get to the person you speak of, you need to get an audience, there's no way that you'll make it through that many Splicers. You need to talk to the scum about these things, earn some contacts, and then you can move in for the kill."

Then lighting a cigarette she leaned back and took another pull of beer.

"So to take down a monster, we need to deal in some lesser evils."

Scott laid on the floor, he was conscious but not at the same time. He didn't have the strength to move, or speak. He couldn't even open his eyes. Scott didn't know where he was all he could here was the voices of his group. Pain throbbed throughout his entire body, his mouth was dry, his head hurt, the arthritis cause by his plasmids ached more then ever. Scott fell asleep. His unconscious stillness was now a uneasy slumber. Scott's body twitched as he slept, he murmured random words.
"Atlas... Kimberly..." were a few that could be understood.

"Well we do know some scum already," Joshua said looking at Andrew, "Are any of your old contacts still in the game? Or any that we can actually trust?"

"Whoa whoa whoa," Andrew said quickly, "If your considering 'contacts' my family and the frequent customer then I'm afraid you'll find none were residents of rapture, sure my parents are on holiday in another state but I'm saying that's just luck rather than coincidence."

Thinking deeply Andrew knew few people who would be wasting there time here,

"If we need help, the best bet is to say hello to the army, tell them everything you know," Andrews hands after injecting the vial of Electro bolt when no one was looking had finally stopped aching, although he didn't want to check if his hands had stopped changing just yet, at least not with the others watching,

He knew it was bad to have the plasmid and knew he could very well be addicted but this Jack guy needed to be took out of the picture before anything could really be done. Andrew has been left to assume that this jack could infact be a controller and that is it,

"What on earth do you mean by 'Contracts'?" Andrew asked "This is a war zone, not a Mafia town"

"It's not war, it's anarchy, and that means that there are many people trying to gain control," Jane said, "If you look in the right places you should find some, but since you obviously have no idea where to go I'll give you a name, it should get you right to Ryan."

She slid a card over the table, and gave it to them, "Now out I need to tend to your wounded properly, not the quick ADAM fix."

Brandon let go of Lilly's hand reluctantly and knelt down beside her. "Listen Lilly, I've got to go now, but this women will take care of you. So be a good girl and do as she says alright."
"Alright big brother." She responded giving him a hug and he hugged her back.

Brianne stood, silently leaving the room.

Andrew decided to follow Brianne out of the room but stopped as he was about to when he wondered at the fact that he was asked about contacts

"What did you mean by saying that people i knew had something to do with it?"

"How do you think your parent's restaurant was so successful? The mob funded it, Fontaine funded it. Your parent's place was the hub of illegal activity so ya, I assumed you knew about it and thus might know some people."

[Oh Dear,] Read my background lost, it was a shop, nonetheless i know what you mean, [/spoiler]

"What makes you think that?" Andrew said defensivly, "there was never any shady characters that bought stuff, they were kind and open, and my place was most definatly not a hive of the mob or funded by it,"

Andrew paused and then said, "Revelations confuse people, if there was shady stuff going on nothings rushing to mind at present."

"Fontaine didn't exactly need to hide what he did."

Malice said standing next to Joshua.

"He had strong ties to people both under the sea, and above it, I bet he could murder someone in the middle of town and never get charged with it, maybe you never noticed anything shady, because it never looked shady?"

Malice mused.

"I just have no idea any more," Andrew sighed. if his whole life the shop and all was centred round Fontaine it made no sense, why, why, why? His parents had always been so caring, although its possible that they did this for him

"Well, there was this lady who'd come every week, alongside selling stuff we also were a post office so if any packages were too big to go in a letter box they'd dump at the shop to hand out later, that help?"

"Hmmmmm...... The women selling things isn't really that abnormal, but when the packages were left, but the packages do sound a little strange. Of course I doubt we could be able to shake down the mail man to get one of them, I doubt he's devoted to his job enough to continue delivering packages in this hell anyway."

Malice paused to look at Joshua.

"What do you think? Should we go by this place?"

Joshua unfolded the note, "We have a name here and I think we should go with it first."

Wesley sat in his office staring, as he usually did, between the red vial on his desk and the electricity idly jumping between his fingers. A knock came from his door and he calmly put the vial in his pocket before calling the person in. A short man, whom Wes quickly recognized as the source of his new power, peeked in and announced:
"I got another one."

"Good job, Allen. Show me." Wes said and followed the man outside, where a green-eyed Bouncer held a screaming Little Sister. He had given Allen a Hypnotise Big Daddy plasmid some time ago and owed Wes for bailing him out of prison even earlier than that.
Calmly approaching the Big Daddy, Allen pried the oversized needle out of the little girls hands, then emptied it's contents into a bottle and handed the needle back. He waved off the massive creature, then handed the bottle to Wes.

"Good take" Wes said, looking into the nearly filled bottle, "there's a nice bonus for you once I sell this."

"We should move as soon as possible, the longer we wait the harder it will be to stop Jack."

The group ventured onward to the address written on the note.

"True, Who the hell is this contact though?" Andrew Asked Josh

Scott stirred in his sleep.

The group left and Jane smiled looking at the child and the broken man. Jack would pay a fortune for these two. She left the little one to her games and began formulating what she would do next, if she was lucky the contact would kill Joshua and his little group and she would have enough ADAM to satisfy her needs.

The group moved slowly through the streets, "The contact is by the name of Wesley, that's all the note says, we can find his shop near here, ah maybe this is it," said Joshua looking up at the one expensive building in a land of fire. A lone man guarded the door.

"You got an appointment?" the man gruffly said.

"No"

"Well then get the fuck out of here."

Joshua grabbed the man and spun him around, "No you don't understand we are going to see him."

Josh and the group marched the hostage up the stairs into the contact's office.

Brianne followed the others. She didn't agree with taking the hostage, but they didn't really have any choice.

Scott finally woke from his slumber... just barely. He was in excruciating pain, his mouth was dry, he couldn't move a muscle. Scott tried to open his eyes, it was difficult but he managed to pull them open. His eyesight had left him, all he could see was white, and a dark blurred shape moving about. He could hear Lily singing and playing. Scott heard another voice mumbling to it's self on how this was it's break, how Joshua's mistake was going to get her all the ADAM she needed.