Chapter 126: Minute by Minute.
As the group stepped into the room where the fight had taken place Fuller could already see that they were too late as the first thing he saw was the body of Sarge dressed in nought but his long Johns.
A soft clanging noise came from the next room over and he turned to the rest of the team and placed a finger to his lips before pointing to the room.
The team all nodded and slowly followed him as he silently made his way further into the room so he could look into the next room without being spotted.
As he leaned in he saw what appeared to be a very skinny and bedraggled man dressed in scraggy leathers with the look of a drifter about him.
He was leaning over a large burlap pack that was covered in all sorts of things from pots to old mining lanterns and seemed to be barely hanging in there thanks to the copious amount of twine it was tied with.
The pack itself seemed to have been mounted onto a frame that Fuller instantly recognised as one of the frames that the Enclave used to mount either one of their own backpacks or the ammo can for a minigun and what was more was the frame looked new, indicating that it had been recently acquired.
Fuller turned to the team and then pointed at Ven before motioning for him to slowly and silently advance on the man before speaking with him.
A faintly evil smile crossed Ven's lips as he clicked onto what Fuller wanted to achieve here and he nodded before slowly and as quietly as a couple of hundred pounds of scaled muscle could manage he slipped into the room behind the scav.
"Excuse me my good sir mind if I ask you a few questions about what happened here?" Ven said in his poshest sounding voice which still sounded gravely as a hillside in the Rockies but still passed for human by the man's lack of reaction.
"If you were looking for any good shit left over you're too late, the fucking Minutemen got here first and what they didn't want I fucking got so you can just fucking well............ HOLY SHIT!!!!" the man began before his voice rose to a near scream as he turned mid-sentence to see Ven looming over him.
"Ahh good now that we have your attention would you mind telling us what happened here?" Ven said as the rest of the team stepped into the room.
The man's mouth opened and closed like a fish dragged out of the water and his wide eyes darted between Ven and the group now surrounding him.
Fuller let out a sharp whistle and clapped his hands together sharply enough to grab the man's attention.
"Hi there, you said that the Minutemen were here, did they strip these guys off?" Fuller asked and the man began to nod for a moment before turning it into a shake.
"Well, which is it?" Fuller asked.
"T-T-They took the power armour and the weapons these guys had, I-I-I saw them carrying it all out of there but they left the bodies, they even put sheets over them and closed up their eyes but before I was able to get up here some Radier types came and took pretty much else, all I took was those two mess tins and that rack I swear!!" the man exclaimed.
"If the Raiders got in here before you how did you know the Minutemen wrapped the bodies in sheets?" Ven growled deeply and the man's attention snapped back onto him and he began to shake violently looking like he might just piss in his trousers at any second.
"I-I-I was up there in my hide watching the whole thing!!" the man said pointing to a window of a high-rise tower nearby.
"Where did the Minutemen go?" Fuller asked.
"They got a camp set up nearby, they use it so they can trade between Goodneighbor and Diamond City, they'll probably store the stuff there until they are ready to ship it to the Fort, that's all I know I swear, please don't hurt me!!" the man said his voice going high enough that it was barely within the human hearing range.
"Hurt you? Who said anything about hurting you?" Ven asked glancing around at the group who all simply shrugged and shook their heads.
"B-B-But you're a Deathclaw!!" the man said and Ven grinned at him showing off his massive fangs.
"And? I'll have you know my good fellow that we noble Claws of the proud Northen Pack are a little more cultured and more refined than our feral brethren but I do believe this might serve to not judge a book by its cover the next time hmmm?" he said with a smile that you could actually hear in his voice.
"Wouldn't happen to know where this base is located would you?" Fuller asked deciding to capitalise on the man's confusion and fear to get all they could out of him.
"Yeah it's in the old Cambridge polymer labs across the river," the man said pointing.
"Much obliged, do me a favour and put the sheets back over the bodies before you leave yeah?" Fuller said jerking his thumb at the surprisingly white sheets that had been piled in the corner and the man nodded his affirmation as the group turned and headed back out again.
"So what's the play now?" Ven asked as they reached the street level.
"Well the Minutemen are one of the major players in the region and from what I understand Wisp was trying to figure out an angle to approach them and possibly broker an alliance so this might be our chance," Fuller said scratching his chin.
"Yeah they have been operating in the area like since forever, they have gone through their ups and downs from what I've heard to the point where they very nearly got wiped out but some mysterious stranger who was passing through got them back on their feet and helped them rebuild before vanishing into the shadows," Glory said causing them all to look at her.
"What kind of mysterious stranger like the fedora and trench coat-wearing kind or the shadowy benefactor kind?" Gregory asked.
"The latter and hey you seen that guy too? Fucking weird right?" she said causing Gregory to nod.
"So what someone just showed up rebuilt the Minutemen and fucked off?" Fuller asked in surprise and Glory just shrugged.
"Dont know the ins and outs just the stories, from what I heard one day this stranger just shows up and helps a bunch of people before helping to get the minutemen back on their feet, last anyone saw of them they were headed for Far Harbour on a boat, some say they had business there, other say they just got fed up of all the settlements that needed their help, no-one knows for sure, but they got the Minutemen back on their feet and made them a force to be reckoned with in the region," Glory said with a shrug.
"Well, whatever the reason all I know is if they got the power armour then chances are they got the transponders too, so it's off to see the Minutemen we go, let's just hope they don't have a shoot-on-sight policy," Fuller said glancing at Ven who simply huffed in annoyance.
"One-day people will see my kind differently but I guess it's not today," he said with a tinge of sadness in his voice as Gregory patted his massive thigh.
"Chin up;p big guy we'll get things there eventually," Fuller said and with that, the group set off for Cambridge.
The trip through the ruins of downtown was surprisingly quiet considering the place was usually a hotbed of violence between mutants and Radiers as well as between the two aforementioned groups and well anyone they happened to set their eyes upon, but other than a few distant gunshots echoing through the empty streets from far away there was little in their way.
"Must be the Raider's day off or something?" Yumi said as they passed by what appeared to be an old human skeleton strung up in what looked like a medieval gibbet cage.
"Oh I doubt it but when you have a large sexy Claw boy in tow most people tend to think twice about picking a fight with you, as well most people rather like their limbs still attached to their joints and well not shoved up various bodily orifices," Gregory said stroking Ven's tail and sending an involuntary shiver through the big Claw boy before he danced away and looked momentarily embarrassed by the revelation that he had a rather large enrogenous zone on his tail.
The others simply chuckled as they watched the pair play fighting between them as it helped to ease the tension of being so exposed in hostile territory, none of them were under any illusions that around here things could go very sideways very quickly if you weren't on the ball.
As they reached the road running alongside the river they glanced to their left and right to locate the nearest bridge which seemed to be a rather ramshackle thing that had been constructed out of plants haphazardly nailed down between a load of beached boats.
"Think we should try our luck with that thing or move on a little further on and take one of the main bridges?" Glory asked.
"As much as I'd love to say my lover Claw is as dainty as a butterfly I seriously don't think those planks are gonna hold up for long if he goes strolling over them," Gregory said before dodging as Ven flicked a playful swipe at his head.
"Are you trying to say my tail is fat?" he snorted trying to hide the smile under the menacing look that Gregory saw right through like it was made of glass.
"No I'm trying to say you got a lot of junk in the trunk, granted it's all muscle but it still gives you a hell of an ass to drag around," Gregory shot back with a wide grin that caused Ven to short circuit as he tried to figure out if it was a playful insult or a veiled compliment.
"When you two are done flirting the rest of us are heading for the main bridge," Fuller said pointing off into the distance at the large supports that towered up to hold the suspension bridge in place.
"Fuck me if you're waiting for us to stop flirting then you're gonna be here a while," Gregory said with a grin before falling in step with them.
"Tell me about it," Yumi said grumpily.
"Oh chin up there number girl don't you worry about a thing, pretty sure there's gonna be a nice muscular Claw boy for you just around the next corner, or maybe a nice fluffy spider boy like Malakai is more your speed?" Gregory said in the most obvious fishing expedition in human history.
Yumi simply snorted a laugh before shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head.