[b] Enrique-Outpost-The Scouts [/b]

Enrique felt his lungs fill with thick smoke and let out a few rough coughs and then opened his eyes. Immediately he recognized that the door was being slammed against by someone, then his mind snapped back. The cabin was on fire, he looked towards Amanda and leapt from his seat. He felt an object slam down on his head and wood creak and crash, he felt dizzy and tried to stand but faltered. He heard the door come crashing down and saw Colton move through the smoke. He immediately moved through the smoke and began dragging Enrique out the cabin. Enrique's vision was blurry but he could see the beam that had knocked him to the ground, it was now laid over the bed pinning Amanda down. Enrique saw her struggling to push the beam off of herself, he fought Colton to get to her and threw wild elbows. 

"Let me go!" Enrique shouted his voice raspy, it felt like the smoke was choking him but he had to get to her. He saw the sides of the door next to him. He dug his elbow into Coltons gut then grabbed the door frame, he felt two sets of hands grab him and pull him back. He watched as Colton and another scout. He had assumed they had gone inside to get Amanda while the other two scouts dragged him away from the fire, he watched as Colton came out with Enrique pistol axe and bag, Enrique didnt spot the other scout and still held hope they were going to pull Amanda out. He sat there waiting then the other scout came out with burn marks on his hands. He had tried, but the screams were still there and the house still burned, Enrique was screaming. His voice was hoarse and hardly audible. He was struggling against his scouts so that he could go in and save her. Eventually the screams stopped and the house collapsed its supports burned to ashes. He sat there breathing heavy, tears in his eyes. He slumped down and the scouts relinquished their grips, he sat there on his knees defeated. Enrique was a defeated man, he had once again lost the thing that was keeping him human. He had no reason to be a good mad anymore, all he has to do was exist now. To kill, to get his revenge, to vindicate his life, he was going to get the world back for his misfortune. He stood and took his pistol and axe from Colton, Enrique caught his eye and recognized the worried expression. He gave him a pat on the shoulder and fastened his axe to his belt then dusted off his pistol. 

"Colton, inform any of the scouts who still hold loyalty to me, that we are leaving. This place has nothing for us anymore, I want them to take anything they can. Ammo, guns, food, supplies, and we are taking the vehicles. I don't care what they do to the people here, but I want my scouts rallied up."

Colton nodded and smiled, he jogged off signaling for some scouts to follow him. Enrique tucked his pistol into his belt line and headed towards the vehicles, he had two of his own boys who were behind him. He saw one of the men on guard duty for the truck and motioned for him to stand.

"Fred, I'm taking these vehicles," Enrique said approaching the man. Fred raised his gun and aimed his gun towards the group of three.

"Enrique I can't let you do that, we need these vehicles," Fred said, "Wheres Amanda?"

Enrique clutched his axe and swung at the mans hands, cutting some fingers off and knocking the pistol away. He grabbed the mans arms and raised his axe then flipped it so the pointed side was aimed at the mans face, he brought it down hard and pierced the skull.

"Never mention that name to me," he said back to the scouts behind him, "Get the keys and fuel we are going as soon as the others get here..." 

Within 5 minutes Colton returned with near ten scouts and they all carried guns, rifles, shotguns, one had a bow, each had some odd number of bags and each was prepared to go. The two scouts Enrique had with him were loading the two trucks they planned on taking set the fuel in the back. Enrique motioned for his boys to load up, he sat in the shotgun seat of one of the trucks with Colton in the drivers seat. The trucks started and Colton drove to the front gate, the boys who had been positioned there were not there, he told two of the scouts in his truck to get out and open the gates.

"Let's fucking go, we don't have all night Sylars boys will be after us, hurry the fuck up." Enrique shouted from his window, when the gate was open they all mounted up and drove off, Enrique watched the light behind outposts walls combat the dark sky, he hoped it burned to the ground. He hoped nothing would remain of that place. He looked ahead at the road seeing a few walkers move towards the light and screaming, he knew they would fall. He smiled as he and his drove away, he knew where they were going too. His plan was to check the cabin, where he and Bex and Tyler had made the promise to watch out for one another. He had hopes that Tyler would be there, however irrational that hope was he still hoped. He wanted the bastard to be there, to be the recipient of Enrique's fury.