White

Nigel stood outside the shack, watching the far stretch of the icy, snowy wasteland, his thought as lost as the bodies of the people that had tried to leave the Below in search of 'greener' pastures. If only they had known that the entire Iceland was just a sole island in the northern hemisphere.

"Is she asleep?" Nigel asked, as Kah Mal walked out of the shack.

"Yeah. She's asleep."

"Great."

"Shall we set off then?"

"Not yet, I have something I want to talk about."

Kah Mal looked at him and nodded. The two sat down on the stairs.

"So…" Nigel said, "What happens after we are done with this?"

"We leave Solomon." Kah Mal said, "The three of us, Pietro, Hale, Ophelia, Ronin…all of us. We leave and we never come back."

"Will he allow us to leave?" Nigel asked.

Kah Mal remained silent. Nigel continued.

"All of us are either S-Ranked Gifted, or we've been experimented on in one way or the other to make us have an edge over others. Do you think that he'd allow us to just walk away."

"He may not." Kah Mal said, "No doubt about it. But I will fight him if I have to. I promise."

"Then you won't fight alone."

"I…"

"Don't even think of saying that you'll fight alone, you're my brother by blood." Nigel said. He removed the blindfold and stared at Kah Mal straight in the eye. "I won't allow you to do that."

Kah Mal stared into the eyes of his brother and smiled. "Then I will have your word." The two fist bumped each other.

"I'll take my leave now. Annabelle is looking for me."

"Good luck Nigel."

White approached the Lower Half, thinking of life after their job. It would be a dream come true. He'd finally be able to meet his family again. The quiet Kaleb, the observant Pietro, the motherly Ophelia, Hale… well, he did miss his loud rascal behavior. Then he also missed Ronin. And most importantly, the one he wanted to see the most was…

"Lost in thought again?" The voice of Annabelle cut through his thoughts. Nigel groaned and turned. He had the habit of losing himself in his thoughts, something that he'd been warned about several times.

"Annabelle, how may I help you?"

"The Alpha awaits us."

"Then let's go." Nigel said, walking ahead into the early morning sun.

"Um…the base is the other way.