General Jastrey looks at the CD for a moment “We got many such of those things but most are useless games and only a few of our machines can use them. I have only seen a tiny few with such information on them.”
 
“Any Libraries around you have access too?” Fernando asks as he closes up his powerbook.
 
“Libraries? Oh, Information Resource Centers. There are not many Information Resource Centers, and what few that are around are small.” General Jastrey explains.  
 
“Information on books and other media, or strictly digital?” Fernando asks.
 
“Information and knowledge comes in many forms, mostly on paper, but there are a few digital disk reserves set aside for information like you have there.” General Jastrey points to his laptop with the CD-ROM, “Only a person of rank or privilege like myself can access them.”
 
“I see…” Fernando says before he starts to turn away. “Let’s get the show on the road. Hondo, meet me upstairs.” He adds as he starts to walk away.
 
Once in his Electric Camper, Fernando sits down at the driver’s seat, listening to his CB Radio set to an Upper Channel past 40. As the convoy begins to slowly roll out, Hondo’s voice gets through the radio speaker.
 
“You wanted me to call, Jefe?” Hondo asks.
 
“A lot to talk about. I feel like we are being set up to fail.” Fernando replies. Silence hits the airways for the moment. Fernando continues “Detours, problems, issues. It’s like it never ends. Now, Hondo, what can you tell me about those wells, and possibly other wells we will be running into along the way?”
 
“Nothing much, other than they were tampered with recently. Looks like they were left open to dry up and go bad. If they would have connected some Gas Lines, they could have collected the residual propane, methane and butane left in the well instead of letting it into the air and go bad.”  Hondo explains.
 
“How recently?” Fernando asks.
 
“This is only a guess – 2, maybe 3 weeks.” Hondo replies.
 
“Alright. We’ll talk about this when it is a more appropriate time. Let’s follow this dogged line of lame reindeers to Santa’s Hide-away. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.” Fernando says.
 
“I hear ya, Jefe.” Hondo replies before his truck lurches forward when the line’s segment of movement catches up to him.
 
Fernando puts his Electric Camper into gear and starts moving as soon as a bit of clearance opens up between the camper and Hondo’s trailer behind his truck. Much of the time is going to be wasted is in doubling back along the other side of the ravine to where the bridge was at and back to the highway. But between here where they were and there remains unknown but open space and the occasional oil drilling rig.

RPG:
 
What marvels Fernando is in the passing of burnt out derelicts of various vehicles, indiscriminate of size, shape, function or form though the burnt out shells were spaces far apart. It seems to him that whatever did them in, did them one at a time and not as a whole group. He thinks “Marauders, Highway Gangs, Slavers’ Historical Attacks? If anything, the vehicle is as valuable as those inside it and what valuables they own. It is hard to say how long they may have been there, it could be weeks or years. Momentarily opening the vent window, he can smell the air outside being less offensive than it was at the ravine. The silence of radio chatter also gets to him, as the convoy move, there should be somebody out there having something to say about something and yet nobody was saying anything.
 
Fernando opens the air vents on his electro-camper half way to allow the cold air flow to course through the bus, the propane heater heats it up. He hopes its not Elsa is dreaming about turning the world into a ball of ice. In the very best it should be chilly to above freezing, not below freezing high up in the mountainous terrain. But when has the weather been cooperative with anyone?
 
Radio chatter picks up again as the convoy slows to stop; vehicle break down, a flat tire from the sounds of it. Fernando takes this down time to check on his passengers and take a bit of food and coffee.

Note: The bicycle as been around in some form to the public since at least the 1815+ as a "wooden horse". It had no chain, no pedals and you kick-push it with your feet as you sit on its seat. It was dangerous in that it also had no brakes and it was up tot he rider to figure out how to stop. But since then it has rapidly improved. by 1860, you begin to see cranks and pedals and some kind of braking system.
 
Depending when "Frozen" was supposed have happened, Ana riding a bicycle may have been possible.

Note: Would sound about right; as Royalty tends to have things before the public would. Leonardo Di Vinci did make plans for a bicycle (a wooden horse) but it was never made in his time. Somebody could have taken those plans and made one hundreds of years later.

It took over 4 hours to get to Fight Town as several more breakdowns delayed them. It was well past 4AM when they drove through the gates, there is a slight delay because of an issue of “wessens roaming free.” Jeanette leads the way to a Parking and Camping area as Fernando took care of the problem about independent Wessens within the group. With the exception of Teri who ‘belongs’ to Maribelle, the bunny girl “Clover” belonging to the Den mother, and Hondo ‘owning’ Tonya, Zoe, Molly and Jack; Fernando takes charge and ‘ownership’ of the others during the duration of their stay in Fight Town.
 
As everybody hunkered down for the night, Fernando goes to the back of his Electric Bus, shutting down the generator to allow it to cool down.
 
From between their vehicles, Hondo walks up to Fernando as he shuts off his generator inside the engine compartment of his electric camper bus.
 
“Ready to git into town?” Hondo asks in a very solemn tone.
 
“We should rest first before we go in.” Fernando says, adding “Who will take care of the girls while we are gone?”
 
“Tonya will take care of the girls. She’ll git Ruth and Joanna to help out whilst we’re gone.” Hondo explains. Fernando does not seem to agree with this until Hondo says, “We go together or I go alone.”
 
“Then make sure Tonya gets Macey before Macey gets dressed and start exploring the place on her own.” Fernando tells him, “I’ll meet you in the front of your truck in 5 minutes when I’m done securing a few things.”
 
Hondo nods before he starts to walk away. A single motorcycle parks itself in front of Hondo’s truck and somebody is talking with him for a moment before it goes silent.
 
Fernando sighs as he looks over his bus.  
 
“Mr. Fernando?” A female voice calls to him. He sees it is Molly as she steps up to him with James slightly behind her on her left side.
 
“We do not have a place to sleep.” She says.
 
“Come.” Fernando steps up to his Dub Box Camper, opening the side door and stepping inside.
 
They follow him inside as he begins to pull out blankets from one of the under seat storage compartments. He hands them the blankets, “I’m not setting up the full bed, but you can each sleep on a bench. No funny stuff, my daughter can see everything from her window when she wakes up.” He then point to the window in the front of the Dub Box and how they can see the rear window of the electric camper.
 
Molly and James nods.
 
“Ask Tonya about breakfast. Hondo and I have to do a few things.” He tells him before stepping off the Dub Box camper.
 
James puts down his blanket and steps to the door of the camper as Fernando steps away from it. “Wait! Where are you two going?”
 
“Scouting for some information.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’ll go with you two then.” James tells him.
 
“You need time to recover from breathing in that gas.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I know Fight Town, you ever been to Fight Town?” James says to him.
 
Fernando does not answer.
 
James turns to Molly inside the camper, “I’ll be back after sunrise, Love. Help out with the chores like Mister Hondo said.”
 
Molly just nods as James steps out of the camper and closes the door. James steps up to Fernando.
 
“Let’s go.” James tells him. In a few seconds they meet up with Hondo in the front of his truck.
 
After a discussion, the three of them leave to enter into Fight Town.
 

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People around them, both humans and wessens look at the trio.  James goes slightly ahead of them for some head hunting and information retrieval with what little to go by. They are told to go to a gym at the far end of town, but not to go in it but to the alley behind it. They walk there too focused on their goal to take on the sights. Though it being late at night, Fight Town does not sleep, as various activities happen around them. Normally witnessing a crime happen in front of them would get them to take action but in the here and now it is ignored. Both criminal and victim stop to look at them as they walk by, putting a pause in their crime. Of the three, James was the nervous one as he notices everyone stares and what they were staring at.
 
Some 20 minutes later they arrive behind the alley, finding it empty. It angers Hondo as he grabs James but his shirt and lifts him off the ground.
 
“WHERE ARE THEY! WHERE IS VAL! THERE IS NOBODY HERE!!!” Hondo yells at James as he shakes him.
 
But as Hondo unleashes his anger upon James, both ends of the alley go dark as the footsteps of others approach them from both sides. Bright lights from cars light up those coming in from the rear, blocking off the alley from both ends.
 
“Hondo...” Fernando calls to him as they are slowly.
 
Hondo shifts his eyes to Fernando, noticing them approaching from both ends. He tosses James to a nearby wall like one would toss a soiled tissue paper. James crumples to the floor like said soiled tissue paper. He turns and faces them with his back to the wall behind James.
 
Fernando takes to the other wall on the opposite side of the alley. He gives Hondo a slight nod as he gives his cane a slight twist upon its crystal. Hondo gives a slight nod back.
 
A voice on one of vehicle’s PA System echoes across the alley, “If You Want To See The Sun Rise, Hand Over Your Valuables And Your Weapons!” The two groups draw their weapons and stand about waiting for somebody to make their move. Five to one odds, it was unfair to them.
 
Hondo and Fernando move like they blurred into the backgrounds, bullets firing off and hitting their targets in under 3 seconds. It takes longer for the bodies to fall. Then Fernando and Hondo jump onto the hoods of the cars, aiming their weapons to the driver’s faces.
 
A balding fat man in a black suit steps out of the rear of both cars, both of them talk at the same time saying the same thing, “Why You Had To Do That! Good Help Is Hard To Find These Days!”
 
“WHERE’S VAL!!!” Hondo spews at the one on his side of the alley. The fat bald men laugh.
 
“Hondo, I do not think they are real.” Fernando says loud enough to be heard.
 
Before Hondo cab pull the trigger on his guns, a metal gate closes behind the vehicles and the bottom of the alley becomes filled with a fog.
 
“GAS!!!” James yells as he gets up and tries to climb the walls for a fire escape ladder above everyone heads just beyond their reach.
 
Both Hondo and Fernando look at each other, shaking their heads. They jump off their cars and towards James.
 
“We’ll get you up there and you drop down the ladder. Run and we will shoot you.”  Fernando tells him as the both of them grab onto his shirt and pants. Fernando turns to Hondo, “On the count of 3…”
 
“2…” Hondo follows.
 
“3!” Fernando replies before the two of them launch James straight up. James was lucky to be alert enough to gram onto the fire escape as he met up alongside it. He climbs over fenced in area of the fire escape. He looks at the ladder, trying to see how to draw it down.
 
Am arm reaches from behind James and a voice tells him, “Lift up and then let go.” The ladder falls to the just a couple feet above the floor. James turns around to see Hondo behind him.
 
“Let go to the roof...” Fernando says as he steps on the fire escape’s stairway.
 
Hondo reaches down and grabs the top of the ladder, lifting it up in a single arm clean and snatch, throwing it up onto the hook it rested on. He then follows Fernando up the stairs to the roof as Fernando looks over about the edge of the roof. James follows Hondo onto the roof. The alley below is a tub full of fog, but as noticed it does not go over the gates at the alley’s ends. They are only a few floors up but they had a bird’s eye view of their immediate area. Fernando was at the building’s corner from where they entered.
 
“How did you...oomph!*” James started to say before being elbowed in the guy by Hondo.
 
In a loud whisper Hondo tells him, “Learn to be quiet, boy! And listen!”
 
“Hush up and look!” Fernando whispers at them loudly. They gather to the side of him looking down to the street below. They see men gathering at the streets below by the gate from parked cars on the street. Another detail is also seen from above. “Didn’t noticed it when we walked in...” He whispers.
 
“Noticed what?” Hondo whispers back.
 
“Rail tracks on the sidewalk.” Fernando points out as he whispers, “This place is set up like a carnival fun house.”
 
“I git what you mean, Jefe.” Hondo whispers back.
 
“That’s a lot of men...” James says to himself.
 
“Shut up. You knew it was a trap.” Hondo turns to him.
 
“Hondo. Calm down and rearm. We were to set up to empty our guns so these goons could take us out if the gas didn’t.” Fernando steps away from the ledge. He takes his guns out and swaps out the magazines as quietly as possible.
 
Hondo walks away from the ledge emptying out his revolvers and refilling it with a fresh set of rounds into the chambers.
 
Fernando walks over to the front, beside the large signage on the roof and looks down at the roof, taking note of the situation downstairs. James stands alongside him.
 
“What are they waiting for?” James opens his big mouth.
 
“It takes several minutes for a person to pass out on gas though to the person it seems like seconds because they are in a panic.” Fernando tells him, adding “now shut up, listen and then do as we say.” He gives the area one more look before walking away.
 
Hondo gives James a push, “Git going and follow him.”
 
James gives him an annoyed look before following Fernando. Fernando climbs over a few short ledge walls that separated connected buildings. After counting off 4 buildings, he looks for but does not find a fire escape to walk out from. He goes to the roof access and heads down the stairs quietly. Unfortunately the stairs turn into the floor’s main vestibule where several guards standing at several doors. They stand there as they plot out a plan.
 
“Hondo, run James downstairs behind me, I’ll take care of the boys and meet you outside across the street.” Fernando tells him. Hondo nods. Fernando nods before taking action, running down the stairs, “FIRE! FIRE ON THE ROOF!”
 
Hondo runs behind Fernando with James in tow, Fernando yelling when he gets onto the vestibule, “FIRE ON THE ROOF!!!”
 
The guards run up the stairs, a couple of them with a pressure water fire extinguisher in their arms. Guards on lower floors also run up to the roof, prompting Hondo to repeat what Fernando did on the upper floor, “FIRE ON THE ROOF!”
 
The three of them manage to get out of the building, leaving the guards in state of near panic and confused as they check the roof for a fire that is not there. Once on the street, they go across the street and double back to the alley from where they were trapped, observing the activity from their vantage point. The gates go up and the fog like gas pours out onto the street. The men outside go in and search the alley but find nothing. Fernando and Hondo take note of their size and appearances, as well as how they move for hits of weapons and training, as a trained fighter carries himself differently from an untrained person, as does one with hidden weapons compared to an unarmed person. James can only speculate that they are all armed and trained but then he spots somebody he knows and ducks down behind the parked car where they were behind of.
 
“Shit... That’s Lenny the Litch!” James lets out before ducking down to hide.
 
“Lich?” Hondo asks as he lifts up James to stand up again.
 
“Undead immortal created by so-called magical means, but we know what one man’s magic is another man’s technology.” Fernando explains.
 
“I know what a Lich is.” Hondo says.
 
“You do not get it, he’s an undefeated ring fighter, they say he can’t be killed nor does he feel pain. He even survived fighting the Ice Queen..! They say he was a soldier before the happening.” James babbles on.
 
“A Super Solider, that answers everything.” Fernando says loud enough to be heard. He then turns to James, “If you know who he is, you know who his boss is. We’ll pay them a visit later. Let’s go back to camp to check on the others and have some breakfast before we make a few visits.”
 
Not happy with the prospects, Hondo follows him back to camp, but not before giving Lenny the Litch one last long look to get as much information of him as possible.