Outcasts, Chapter 1
"I found him."
(Criminal Case: The Conspiracy Spoilers in general, mainly of Case 60, Blaze of Glory.)
TW: Heavy description of bruises and anatomy.
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There are a lot of things a profiler can do. Usually, their job is to take every single detail they can grasp on their fingers of anyone he meets, even if it's a friend, and analyze their behavior coming from those objects, chats, and even by only looks and hand movements. It's both a blessing and a curse.
For example, one thing Gabriel knows now is that when Gloria is nervous, she drives fast. Very fast. Constantly ignoring every driving sign she could encounter.
But, given the context they are in, it's not like the driving signs even matter. And the reasoning is also on par, understandable and valid.
They just saw the Dome explode. And it was a powerful explosion, given that he still has a sensation of trembling in his ears from the sound of it, and the vision of the dust and fire going up is still as clear as day.
They weren't even that close to the Dome and still felt like they were a few blocks away.
And what's worse, they were informed just a few minutes ago that both of his teammates were in the position the explosion took place. That explains why Gloria was running the car as if her life depends on it. Maybe some lives do depend on this.
That also explains how he hasn't said a word ever since he got in the car, only looking through the window to see if the ambulance is following them.
It took less than half an hour to get to the epicenter of the explosion. The damn Dome. The same place that was full of mysteries, a whole Conspiracy going on, experiments and science, and many, many deaths and trouble for them, now is just reduced into rubble and debris, with a few structures still barely holding up.
- Here, let's start searching... they cannot be that far. - His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Gloria speaking and her door opening. That led him to do the same thing, almost automatically.
Before she departs, she indicates her whistle. Everyone has one, in case of an emergency. In this case, if they find any of the two.
Now, both have to be careful. Not only were they searching for their friends, but now they have to be on the lookout if any neohuman was nearby, ready to slit them open.
It's incredible how much those two individuals usually get themselves into trouble. Ever since this person who everyone calls as Player reappeared in the city, everything was turned upside down. And that apparently wasn't their first rodeo.
Either they have a magical intuition to let this happen, or it's just bad luck.
He just wants to think that it is a mere coincidence.
And lately, all the luck has been happening to his closest companion.
He thinks about this member for quite some time while searching. A lot has happened to this member. From finding and trying to ally old enemies of his that end up dead, to finding out that his girlfriend was without any memory, only to recover it with his help and murder someone. To then be killed.
He sighs. This member is prone to be explosive, no pun intended. His emotions are always extreme. Not that is a bad thing, but he thinks he never learned to keep an eye on them, and those can turn against him, as it did almost a week ago, almost ending with his own life.
Still to this day, he feels that he could have done something. Sure, now he looks better but the process is hard and emotionally draining, he knows that. Especially for someone like him. Maybe he could have made a little more in his journalism to find more stuff to address. Or maybe he could have found a way to...
No. Just find him now. That's your only objective. Find them both. Find them alive.
Both enter the hall and see fire. More fire than the normal they got already used. Debris everywhere, and tons of rubble around.
That was the epicenter.
They observe the place that has the most fire. An electric motor, or at least what remains of it, is destroyed into pieces.
- What on earth... - Gloria asks herself, with a very small volume. Gabriel can't give himself the answer even if he wanted to, he's just as shocked.
They keep advancing. He kept thinking about that as he kept going with a few paramedics near him. Still holding the whistle he was given so the rescue team could find him.
Suddenly, Gloria is the first to whistle.
- I found Player! - She exclaims, as she tries to take rocks that were from a supposed wall out of them. They were unconscious.
Aside from the bruises caused by the rubble, there weren't major injuries involved.
- C'mon hun, wake up. - Gloria says in a concerned tone as she tries to move Player in order to wake them up, with no positive results.
A few paramedics were already on the way to attend to them, so he didn't get closer.
"Alright, one found. One more to find." Was his train of thought as he kept on walking, almost running. He still can't find him.
- Hey! Is anyone there?!
No answer for the general call. He tries again. Maybe he just reacts to his name. Common reaction under shock.
- Hello?! J-
There is some debris going in one particular place that caught his eye. More than that, there was like an object, a lump of... something, that just fell out to the ground, prompting a sound loud enough to give some attention to it.
He approaches it, hoping it's not what he thinks it is. He even was telling himself to not think about it. It can't be.
"It can't be him. Don't let it be him." He thinks, almost prays.
But as he was approaching the lump, his suspicions were (unfortunately) getting more accurate. The lump was taking more form. He then noticed that the lump had arms.
And legs...
And a face.
A barely recognizable face.
The vision was almost nauseating. The clothes were ripped apart, with the exception of his jacket, which the back and part of his left arm took a bad hit. He can still see the ashes. The body had so many burns, he can't determine if they were second or third-degree... he can even see one part of the body not being in the right place. He can only explain to himself that he was the closest to the explosion.
His face took a major hit. This "lump" had a painful face, unconsciously feeling all that his body went through. Especially on his eyes.
They were bleeding (or at least one of them) as much as the top of his head.
The last time he saw that much blood in a body, was when he found Zoe Kusama in the psychiatric hospital.
"Oh no..."
And she was dead.
- GLORIA!!! - was all he could yell in the chaos that became his mind for a second. He didn't need the whistle, she came really fast.
- Are you okay?! What happened?! - She asks while running to the position.
- ... I found him.
She covers her mouth as soon as she gets to see the sight. He can tell that her mind became a fog, and honestly, his mind probably wanted to do that as well.
He blows the whistle to keep his brain from doing it. The sound keeps him on the ground.
They didn't even try to wake him up or move him. They just waited for instructions for the paramedics, who came running, applying everything they could apply to the lump of a human being that they call David Jeremiah Jones.
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