Back at Gaspé peninsula, a secured vehicle with to other vehicles ahead was heading southward. Several other vehicles also followed it at close distant behind. It could be said that they were transporting Klaus . Within the vehicle, he was cuffed with a special lock at the neck while other two big square locks were placed on his wrist . These locks were devices used to slow down the body functions of super natural beings. Those for some weak supernatural it seals off their powers completely while for ones like Klaus it would only affect their abilities making him more frail like a sick human. Klaus sat in the middle of the bus with security personnels obviously another batch of soldiers who were well armed at both right and left. The chair he sat on was also part of the locking device, his face was getting pale along with his body trembling. His eyes had dark circles with his mouth all run dry, he could not breath well like any human could which could be said that the locking device really was a dangerous thing to the super humans.
"He seems to have a very sensitive reaction compared to the previous ones we've escorted" said on of the soldiers
"Yeah it proves that he has more capability compared to the ones we've seen"
"Such a pity he wasn't a recruit for the government. Such young blood"
" Hehehe, he'll probably end up not very good by the time we reach the check point near Quebec airport at st. Laurence for the swap" laughed the solider who drove the vehicle.
"Why'd you say that?"
"Ho ho you wouldn't wanna know"
"C'mon, what's with that, it's not like we haven't seen many oddities of a human tortured by the black ops"replied another solider seemingly the leader of the transport operation.
"So you know of the black ops, that says why you're not nervous. Anyway the last two times when I transported one supernaturals human whose power was able to manipulate the shape of anything including the human body , the black ops at the check point practically drilled a metal into their heads while attaching another locks which could Peirce through the skin to their necks. The sight of it's was eerie".
After hearing what the driver said they all looked at each other faces as silence fell into the bus. It can't be said that they were scared, rather they found it bewildering. No matter how much they tried to think about it, it was different from the norms the black ops operated based on the fact that they have also once worked with them before.
Also such cruel way if doing such thing at a check point even if it was a private road was no different from the way some murderous super humans who killed some of their comrades.
"You know they most insidious part was that one of my comrades who tagged along had his response right leg broken and taken away because he cold the bare the sight of things and complained" he continued while his voice sank low "the funniest part of all was that the ones in charge of the swap that day were ladies, no too young and not to old"
"Hold on a minute, ladies?...I thought they were required to have their face mask on at all times. The ones we've worked with over the years couldn't be differentiated if actually the were male or females"
"They took of their masks probably because they were very pissed at those guys we brought to them"the driver said laughing while others also laughed along easing the stiff atmosphere that was developing. Klaus who was tied to the chair with different locks felt tingling fear in his heart while button of sweat dripped down his forehead. Although he had escaped the eyes of some soldiers and agents, he had never encountered any black ops. To be exact he had not even seen or heard of them which at the moment was considered his first realization of how much ignorant he had been about the government and their operation.
"Yeah, well now that we've gotten some heads up we better not make any jokes when we get there" the leader said.
"Sure, don't worry " they chorused.
It was already late at night at the moment but even so the outside of the was fully bright along the way, many pubs and bars where loud with music while the shouts of carnivals were hosted with screaming and the beat of drums resounded the area.
The broadcasted news of the city was only for with the city which couldn't be heard or streamed by outsiders. It had to be considered that the city was under strict lockdown for 72 hours for the moment the search was issued but for those at the outskirts it was nothing since all they could known had been sealed off by the government.
The vehicles arrived at the check point at the Quebec airport in St Lawrence. Upon their arrival,they could see another different vehicle with a different design. The vehicles was obviously an armored truck with the windows tinted and bullet proofed along with irons attached to it. The truck was double the size of the normal minivan that is well known and there were seven that was present for the swap. All the Black ops personnel present were thirty in number with them being equiped with a set a assault rifles,knifes ,tracker and a bullet proof vest. They dressed in there short sleeve operation dress while not having any mask on revealing only their normal face.
"Oi, I heard they were only able get one this time"
" What a dim sight of luck for them, I was hoping we could get four to five of this superhumans to test out my skills"
"I doubt we'll be able to come across such luck since it's not like they all pop up like bubbles In a swap for us to see"
" Huh...,you're all getting worse in the head as time goes on"
" Don't blame us blame the job".
The personnels all chattered amongst themselves while their leader who sat on a chair in front looked at the newly arrived vehicle. The soldiers after their vehicle stopped stepped out in an orderly manner whole the vehicle having Klaus within it had the soliders drag him out with the chair towards the leader of the the Black ops sitting on a chair jesting along with her comrades.
"Damn those ladies are hot" commented one soldier at the rear.
"Hey control yourself, you don't wanna be smacked in the face by them" berated the soldier beside him.
Klaus eyes were bleary as his lips went dry with paleness on his face. His body felt devoid of strength while he tried mustering up his strength to look at who it was they were dragging him to.
Arriving at the Black ops leader, the soldier gave a valiant salute with his other comrades doing the same. The leader who saw Klaus face couldn't help but blurt out his name obviously not expecting it to be him. They all were surprised at the reaction of the black ops leader not sure why she shouted his name but since they didn't want to intrude they backed off their curiosity.
" We'll take our leave" said the solider leader not wanting to waste anymore time remembering what he heard in the bus from one of his comrades.
"When is commander Gordon coming" the leader of the black ops asked adjusting her state of mind.
" Don't know yet, he only instructed us to deliver the refugee to you and return to our various base" the leader answered pausing his steps.
"Alright, deliver this tape to your base superior when you get back" she said stretching out a tape she had quickly taking out from the pouch behind her.
The leader collected it and returned the vehicle he came in along with his comrades and in a flash the drove away west to the direction the came from.