Needy's Destiny II: The Legend of Fox Cipher

Chapter 1: Passengers

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Three numbers sat placed on the shoulder of a passenger. Three numbers that ruled her life, determined what kind of path she would walk – three numbers that gave her purpose. For years she had dedicated her life to a mission, living not to please herself, but to serve an agenda. To serve an organisation. To serve the greater good.

There was no greater meaning for her than this, to simply do what others could not. Complete the mission. Destroy the enemy. Restore order.

The woman, whose worn and dusty brown trousers, plain grey tank top and lightweight sand-coloured jacket enabled her to blend in with the other passengers, sat still and quiet during the entire duration of the journey – all three hour and twenty one minutes of it. She didn’t stand up and take a walk in the aisle of the train car in order to stretch her legs. At no point did she swivel her body round to the side in order to gain extra leg room in the cramped and sweaty space of this public transport vessel. In fact, not once during the two hundred and one minutes, despite being surrounded by an endless barrage of coughs, cries and general noisy disruptions, did she so much as flinch from her position in the seat.

Instead, she was still, she was focussed, and she seemed to be taken a great interest in the eighteen year old man that sat across the aisle four rows in front.

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The train station was bustling with activity. Staring out the window as the train started to come to a halt, I started to feel uneasy about joining the crowd outside.

With vagrants begging for money from passersby; children crying over being shouted at by their frustrated parents; and the various train departures being announced over the Comm system, it was a wonder one out there could hear themselves think.

But stations like the one in Tamsborough were hardly places of refuge for thinkers.

The station was small and only served as a point of transi