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Transmission start.

"This little light of mine...

...I'm gonna let it shine...

...

...this little light of mine...

...I'm gonna let it shine...

...

...this little light of mine...

...I'm gonna let it shine...

...let it shine, let it shine, let it sh--"

A deafening gunshot shatters the airwaves as the transmission quickly cuts to a close.

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Zombru    25

*Mandell would walk through the field of Lopitino looking for his rifle.*

-You would hear an over dramatic cry before Mandell begins speaking in a monotone voice-

"Alright, Mack. You got me, I was very fooled by that."

*he would chuckle a bit before finishing off his thoughts*

"In the past few weeks I've come to learn you're too much of a pussy to off yourself like that, Mack. I used to think you were strong and you had balls, but alas, I was obviously mistaken. You're even trying to fake your death and run away from a war that you started! Like I've said to you before, you used to be a good man, but now you're just an asshole who betrays your friends for payment."

*he would slide the radio in his pocket with a chuckle, eventually giving up on finding the rifle*

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Flash    372

Jake is outside when he hears Macks transmission and then the gunshot from inside the house he and Mack are staying in for the night.

Confused he bolts inside and his stomach turns from what he sees...

[align=left]"what a fucking fool, I really hope this isn't all because of that whore Picese."

[align=left]Jake presses the PTT

" I can't believe the fool fucking did it........ What do we do now.."

Jake notices a crumpled up paper in Mack's hand, he takes it and unfolds the paper

He sets the Radio on the table, locking the PTT button down so he could speak over the frequency

" He left a note... 

Ahem -

'To my staff; Felix, Jake, Darren, Uber, Jenny, everyone else, you guys are family. Keep being awesome. Thanks for believing in me.

To Brandon and Sean - A World Without Borders for life

To Ryan, Alan, and Josh - thanks for taking me in at my lowest

To Hope - I still love you

To Mandell - you're my brother'

..that's it. Don't know what else to fucking say. Rest in piece, you fool. We'll miss you."

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Mercy    504

Hope listens to the faux death of Mack on the radio. She rolls her eyes, pressing a cool damp rag on her cheek. She takes her radio, laughing a little, almost a little amused.

"I tried being nice. I tried being civil. I tried helping and all you did was torture me?"

She inhales, grunting a little.

"Well done for exposing your spys though. Although I already knew half of their names."

She chuckles a little.

"What did you say their names where?

Brutus.

Darren.

Brandon.

Sean.

Jake. 

Uber.

Jenny.

Felix.

I HOPE I didn't miss any names now."

She drenches the rag yet again before pressing against her heavily bruised face.

"I told you Mack did not give one single shit about your lives. To say I saved Brutus' life when he was hostage in the barn for Mack to yell to throw a grenade in but I'm the bad guy that gets tortured. I'll make myself clear. Brutus, Darren, Brandon, Sean, Jake, Uber, Jenny and Felix. I won't give you one fucking word of the people who are my friends, are my family or work with me. I will say it again. I WILL NOT GIVE YOU THE FEATURES, NAMES, RANKS OR TITLES OF THE PEOPLE IN CHERNARUS I KNOW ABOUT! You know why? Because it's loyalty. You can have your small staff team get killed, but me? I care about my guys. But at least now I know who's lives not to save, because they end up torturing me. Get your fucking priorities straight. As I said and one more time before I leave you to mourn over Mack's death."

Her tone goes dark, almost as if she was ready to murder someone.

"I'd rather save the seven hobos on the train track than the three."

The radio is cut to static. Hope wasn't taking anymore bullshit anymore from the manipulating liars named Mobius.

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Zombru    25

*He would take the radio out of the desk drawer before clearly speaking into the radio*

Well, Mr. James. You're no brother to me anymore regardless of what you think. You know how many times I've forgiven you and you've just went back on your word? Too many times for me, and if you truly thought that I was your 'brother' than you'd know my patience only goes so far, Mr. James. 

And yes, Mack, I'm talking to you. Like I said before, I know you're too much of a pussy to do something like that. You haven't changed a bit since we were so called 'brothers'.

*He would shove the radio back into the drawer before going back to lay down*

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*Victor would look surprise to hear Macks voice on the radio. He would pick up hos radio and respond.*

"I cannot believe it. The gringo lives to fight another day. Well, it matters not. Seeing as you and your boys pose no real threat to myself and the rest of the Savages. I'll allow you to redeem yourself. I am a business man on top of everything else. But Dios mio. You've become quite the laughing stock here. But i am willing to discuss business simply because i have a million better things to do. I'll tell you what, if you give LIFE and the Savages one bag of tribute a week. I'll spare you and your worms amongst your rankings live. You can go and gather all the little information you desire. I care not. But you will compensate me for my time wasted as well as that of the time of LIFE. I leave it up to you. I am quite the merciful man as you see here. So what will it be mack"

*Victor ends his transmission*

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Wave fishes out his radio from his backpack and clicks it on and speaks in a angry tone.

"Mack I thought you were a good guy I honestly thought you were man, but with all the shit that I heard about you from my friends, your a fucking asshole. I thought I could trust you with you helping me finding that doctor but turns out you can't trust anyone nowadays. With that Mack, if I see your fucking face around my friends again I'm gonna put a bullet through your fucking head.

Wave clicks off his radio as he begins cleaning his AK-74.

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*Ryan sits at his desk in the dark, with only a small gas lamp lighting the room. He has been drinking with a couple of empty beer bottles scattered on the table, a cheap Russian brand that Ryan had "borrowed" from friends of his. He listens to the broadcast and sighs, unsure on wether to believe the broadcast by Mack or not. He takes the radio and holds the PTT*

If this is true, rest in peace Mack... You were a brother to me

*he pauses, rubbing the back of his head*

To whoever is incharge now, I am sure Mack has my frequency somewhere in his notes. Contact me about present and future contracts

*he releases the PTT and takes a deep breath, the sound of more bad news hitting him hard. He takes the half full bottle of beer and makes a silent toast to Mack before finishing the bottle, using it as more of an excuse to forget*

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Haring the patetic man kill himself brings a smile upon Jennys face. She rolls her eyes as she feels the need to speak to people she have no respect for.

" Listen bitch. I have no interest in you nor your trash. Mack was as pathetic as all the men that you have under you. "

" I must admit... I was fooled by him. I though he was interested in helping those commited to his cause. That name list you posess is not valid. Noone on there actually care a shit about your relationship with Mack. We want nothing to do with you. "

" I dont know what has gotten into this bitches head that she is the only one in this country who knows how to help people. Please get off your high horse and face reality. You are pathetic on your own. Only reason you are still standing is from others mercy... or should I say cocks? "

Jenny whispers with a slow calm voice. " This is probably the moment you wine to your men to end my life huh? Id like to see you come after me yourself ".

Jenny looks at the note she once wrote and crumbles it in her hand. " Trusting people was my biggest mistake ".

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Darren hears the whole conversation on the radio and holds down the PTT

"Oh my... fucking... god. He kills himself and then... uh...  why did you tell them our names?   ...fucking hell...    ..uhh, I'm going to die."

He releases the PTT and debates if he should remain in Mobius, especially after everything that's happened

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Lankin    102

*Brutus sits back as the voices come through his radio, he listens with great curiosity, as the voices come to an end he speaks*

I have been dormant for a while, but the last couple of days have been quite adventurous, the great

wasteland never fails to impress. It has awakened me just when I thought my time had finished. I rise like

the second coming of Christ, but he has long abandoned this world, and where light no longer exists, darkness

lives and spreads until all paths are lost and lead no where. But it seems that darkness has lead me to you, Mrs. Hope.

Our paths have crossed and they both cannot continue. To quote an old friend.

Tick tick tick... thats the sound of your life running out.

*Static, then silence*

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Mercy    504

Hope begins laughing, almost losing it a bit with her breath. She looks over to her medics and doctors with a sadistic smile grown on her face. She unpockets her radio and walks away from her members even though half of them will hear her on the radio. Now? Now she was pissed, and this is where she drawed the line. Her tongue roamed upon her teeth, taking in a deep breath as her heart slightly felt a growth of adrenaline. She holds down her radio.

"So, I'm going to be fair, though you've severely pissed me off. And no you haven't hit a nerve before you even start. I'm done, D O N E, done with this bullshit. But I'm going to be fair, this Jenny I heard in this spy group you have, I'm going to leave be. She hasn't done anything to me. But I'm going to make sure you're all on your tip toes. I'll make sure you look around every corner before you fucking walk around it."

She begins to laugh, almost in disbelief.

"You want to threaten me? OK. Well let me just point this out Brutus. When you were hostage, I made sure you got your backpack back with your supplies in it. I made sure that you didn't get tortured or hurt. And then your friend, leader, coward of a man tells someone outside to throw a grenade it, which not only threatened my life but everyone who wasn't involved including yours. He was MORE than willing to take your life in his hands which I found selfish. But you know, though I saved your life you repay me by giving an amateur beating? OK. Well BRUTUS, I think you forgot something. You forgot a minor detail in what I specialise in. And what knowledge I can gain from it. You best watch your back buddy, after all a doctor has a lot of tricks up their sleeves. I'll give you a clue, Black? Even though we did that horrible stuff to each other we managed to talk it out unlike your coward friend."

Her tone becomes more harsher, darker. 

"Darren, Jake, Brandon, Huntie. You better be proud of yourselves. I guess I can use the term now-a-days because everyone seems to do it to my men and myself. What was it? Guilty by association. Darren you think your jokes are funny, you think you can get away with sadistic shit. Then I suggest your fat jaffa cake ass better run. I'm not playing any more games. You've pissed me off more than you can ever fucking imagine. So you best run. I'll make sure my husband's men, my men, people you don't even know find you. But don't come running to me when you get hurt. Mack said and I will keep him to his word, he felt sorry for you when he let you into his little Spy Kids group. You should've stayed with Josh and everyone. Outrun I mean. But you didn't, you stubborn little fool."

She spits the blood on the ground from her missing molar.

"Run fat boy, run. Including your friends. Because I can't wait to get my fucking hands on you, I'll make sure this time you will choke on your own blood."

She tucks her radio in her pocket, walking to her house making sure to get her extra equipment.

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*Ondrej takes his radio*

Listen "Doctor" I don't give a shit about you nor od I have any problems with you, but if you touch Jenny I will fucking shove your printed out Wikipedia pages on how to be a Doctor so far up your ass that it might even go as far as your head. Kill the rest, I could care less about them.

*Transmission ends*

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-snip-

He hears her response on the radio and holds down the PTT with a lil smurk on his face

"Hehehe... you'll uh... you might actually find this one funny, for once. I uh... I'm leaving the group!     Heh... uh, shit. Well, let's be honest here, I did ask them not to cut you and I didn't hurt you. I stopped them from shooting you as well. So... want to stop the whole killing me thing?"

He releases the PTT, slightly worried, he continues to slide a Jaffa Cake into his mouth. He shrugs at the fact that people are out to kill him, he knew it was coming.

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-snip-

He hears her response on the radio and holds down the PTT with a lil smurk on his face

"Hehehe... you'll uh... you might actually find this one funny, for once. I uh... I'm leaving the group!     Heh... uh, shit. Well, let's be honest here, I did ask them not to cut you and I didn't hurt you. I stopped them from shooting you as well. So... want to stop the whole killing me thing?"

He releases the PTT, slightly worried, he continues to slide a Jaffa Cake into his mouth. He shrugs at the fact that people are out to kill him, he knew it was coming.

Hope overhears Darren's voice on the radio. She smiles knowing that he put himself into shit. Her voice taunts him.

"Run fat boy, run. You're a dead man now, I'm not letting this shit slide."

She puts her radio on her house's table, moving over to her bed to have her little beauty sleep.

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-snip-

He hears her response on the radio and holds down the PTT with a lil smurk on his face

"Hehehe... you'll uh... you might actually find this one funny, for once. I uh... I'm leaving the group!     Heh... uh, shit. Well, let's be honest here, I did ask them not to cut you and I didn't hurt you. I stopped them from shooting you as well. So... want to stop the whole killing me thing?"

He releases the PTT, slightly worried, he continues to slide a Jaffa Cake into his mouth. He shrugs at the fact that people are out to kill him, he knew it was coming.

Hope overhears Darren's voice on the radio. She smiles knowing that he put himself into shit. Her voice taunts him.

"Run fat boy, run. You're a dead man now, I'm not letting this shit slide."

She puts her radio on her house's table, moving over to her bed to have her little beauty sleep.

Mack brings the radio to his face and presses down the PTT.

"Ok.

See you when I see you."

Mack releases the PTT.

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-snip-

-snipppppppppy-

Hope overhears Darren's voice on the radio. She smiles knowing that he put himself into shit. Her voice taunts him.

"Run fat boy, run. You're a dead man now, I'm not letting this shit slide."

She puts her radio on her house's table, moving over to her bed to have her little beauty sleep.

Well shit, he realises that he's probably going to die, however, he has a plan. He holds down the PTT.

"I appreciate it..."

He sits and wonders why he said that, ah well. He releases the PTT.

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Mercy    504

Hope lifts her head overhearing Mack's voice on the radio, not even one bit surprised. She couldn't help but fix her temptation of a reply. She moves off the bed and goes to pick her radio up. She talks in an accomplished voice.

"Oh look the infamous Mack James lied yet again. Trying to manipulate people into feeling guilty again are you? Not today sunshine. I was hoping you did put a bullet through that thick skull of yours, would've been doing your men and people around you a favour. No one likes liars Mack, or manipulators or backstabbers; and you tick all three. No one likes a coward faking their deaths for the wrong reasons, hell, you're just a coward for even thinking that was a good idea. I was right after all you do act like your shoe size, twelve and a half is it? I'll make sure to get to you before you put anyone else lives at risk. Ta tar."

She keeps hold of her radio, going back onto the bed staring at the ceiling.

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*Radio Comes To life with Hunty's voice*

I have overstayed my welcome in this shit show place I just want to say bye

* Gunshot heard Radio goes back to being silent*

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Hope lifts her head overhearing Mack's voice on the radio, not even one bit surprised. She couldn't help but fix her temptation of a reply. She moves off the bed and goes to pick her radio up. She talks in an accomplished voice.

"Oh look the infamous Mack James lied yet again. Trying to manipulate people into feeling guilty again are you? Not today sunshine. I was hoping you did put a bullet through that thick skull of yours, would've been doing your men and people around you a favour. No one likes liars Mack, or manipulators or backstabbers; and you tick all three. No one likes a coward faking their deaths for the wrong reasons, hell, you're just a coward for even thinking that was a good idea. I was right after all you do act like your shoe size, twelve and a half is it? I'll make sure to get to you before you put anyone else lives at risk. Ta tar."

She keeps hold of her radio, going back onto the bed staring at the ceiling.

Mack presses down the PTT in a last ditch attempt to save his skin after the dissolving of Mobius.

"Yeah, we're about done here. The amount of enemies I've made in the past 24 hours is actually unbelievable. I didn't know I could fuck up this royally.

Well, I've been at lower points in my life, if I'm honest. The amount of people looking for me after what I did against the Kingdom was frankly staggering. We killed more than a few of them for trying to come after me.

And then I remember that time that apparently the Renegades wanted my head as well? They asked specifically for me, along with two others of Outrun.

I guess people just love to hate me. But hey, if I were you, I wouldn't like me either. I'm a pretty shitty guy.

Well, I'll be seeing you around I suppose. Perhaps you'll have a change of heart. Perhaps you'll get your husband and his friends to come after me and kill me. Perhaps you'll fancy doing it yourself.

I'll leave that decision to you. Love you - you saved my life, Hope, and I'll always have you to thank for that."

Mack releases the PTT and looks out the window, waiting for death. Mack had lied again - this was, by far, the lowest point in his two years here.

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Flash    372

Jake hears Mack's transmission and begins to sob.

He stiffens up and wipes away the tears 

He tries to sound strong as he presses the PTT but his voice is obviously shaky from crying.

I... I just thought I might be able to find my sister...

I figured an Intelligence gathering agency would be the best to help me in my search...

I was alone for so long before I found you, Mack...

I followed your lead blindly, I really believed in your judgement.

... I don't even know what this is all about anymore, all I know is that a LOT of people want to kill me, and I've lost all my friends. 

My sister probably isn't even alive, I don't have shit to live for... Fuck it.

Jake begins to accept his fate, realising how pointless life is he contemplates putting his Glock to his head and pulling the trigger.

He thinks back to when his dad killed himself in front of him, it seemed so easy for him...

Jake brings the loaded Glock to his head, but he is unable to pull the trigger

My dad was a fucking coward...

If you want me so bad Hope then you can have me, I'm not going to run, in fact, I'm going to deliver myself to you...

Do what you wish...

Jake release the PTT and throws the radio into the lake.

He sets off towards Camp Hope, ready for whatever might happen next.

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Jenny was surrounded by bodies unrecognisable after being torn apart by her spiked baseball bat. Dripping with sweat, she finally stood up straight and wiped her forehead. It was time to get this over with. She made sure she was breathing calmly and wiped the blood off her hands before she touched the radio. The anger was out, at least for now.

" Oh don't I feel blessed "

She had an unexpected happy tone, despite everything that had happened. 

" Mack you fucked us over. I was foolish to think that all you did was to benefit us, the ones who committed to your cause. I guess all I have to say to you is that I'm done. "

She takes a short break, wanting to end this as quickly as possible.

" And to the woman. I could not care less about your relationship with Mack. I want nothing from you. This is not a war between us, two strangers. "

Jenny releases the transmission button, only to realise that this means being done with more than she wanted. She gently presses the button and says with a softer tone.

 " The ones who saved me when I was all on my own... You have my frequency... "

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Mercy    504

Hope stands in the middle of Camp Hope with the rain pouring down the roads she sees Jake come through to give himself up. She quickly wraps take on her radio as over voices are mumbled in the back ground. She begins to talk.

"Let's go to the clinic.... Actually... You don't have the privelage to have shelter. You can sit in the rain."

She yells behind her.

"Have you got anything to restrain this man!?"

A soft reply which is unhearable from the drowning sound out the voice. She holds onto the revolver, staring at Jake. No mercy shown in her voice.

"So you all went around gloating about shooting my husband, since I found out yesterday he was the only one with the specifics you mentioned, not only that but you're the one who got half of my men injured from punching them for a simple name call."

She scoffs, looking down at the man sat down on the dirt road. Her voice cold to him.

"Your guys like gloating about my husband? Then we'll see if you like it when it happens to you."

She shoots the man, Jake, in the leg. Hearing him cry from the rain, she watches the blood drain down the road from the travel of water. A shotgun is heard as the man screams again, now missing a leg from the blast. 

"Now do you want this quick or slow? Seeming you've already losing a lot of blood as it is. You're men not only tried beating me for information on my guys but other people. I don't trust any of you,  I warned you. I tried helping but you all ignored the truth."

There is a quick pause. 

"Someone hold my gun."

She tosses it on the ground.

"Now, question is how much are you greatful for air?"

She asks the man fading in and out of conciousness. Realising he wasn't listening to a word she says as she rummages her left hands into her pocket pulling out a stanley knife.

"Someone shoot next to him to wake him up."

She grabs him by the collar, lifting him up onto his one leg. There is a shot which manages to bring him back to the world of the living.

"Let me ask this again, how much are you grateful for oxygen?"

The man replies almost in a spiteful tone.

"I don't really care anymore."

Hope looks at the man, not even suprised, softly saying in an accepted voice.

"Ok."

Before dragging the stanley knife's blad along his neck and throwing him back on the ground allowing him to choke on his own blood. She questions.

"How much are you grateful for oxygen?"

As she tosses the radio beside the man gasping for it, a mumbled voice from Hope ordering one of her men.

"Shoot him in the head."

The shotgun blast is heard before a cut of the transmission.

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Mack James presses down the PTT.

"That was a nineteen year old kid. The only reason he joined the group was to find his sister. 

'Shoot him in the head.'

Okay. Hope you feel proud of yourself. That kid didn't do anything to you. Pretty low.

'Good' doctor. Please."

He releases the PTT.

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Mercy    504

Hope takes her radio hooked in her vest.

"Guess that's what happens when you're a snake slitherly through the grass. 

You gave Huntie false Hope.

This kid false Hope.

And made them into rats for you're little organisation. 

This is survival Mack."

She packs her radio away, putting it back in her vest.

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