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Post by Tatsu on Jul 30, 2009 23:27:12 GMT -5
A dark figure was in the ventilation shaft with Zephan. It moved with great speed and little sound. Along the way knives have been going out and hitting the Death bots one by one. It gave a scruffy little voice. “Hey you okay?” Bronx asked crawling up next to Zephan. “Fallow me and take some of these.” He handed the Ottsel some knives and then waited for him to call a little.
Tatsu looked at Zrion. “Then I will have to help.” He used his mind and found the bullet in him. He made a field around and slowly brought it up out. Knowing he knew it must have hurt like hell but it needed to be done. Once it got out he started to heal the wound slowly. Blood still coming. This really isn’t an ordinary bullet. His healing would take longer, around ten to twenty minutes.
“Zrion of you can hear me grab my hand.” Tatsu said wanting to make sure his friend was still alive. He didn’t want to lose a friend, not like this. He wanted to lose him in an all out war, or him protec6ting him, each protecting each other and both go down with a fight.
Nephra got up and walked over to her husband, well more like crawled. She grabbed his shoulder and took some of his healing to help her a bit. Knowing Tatsu he allowed her too and he expected it. “Hun I’m going to go save second and third squad. We need all the men we can get.” She grabbed her flail from her side and started to go off.
“As you wish.” He spoke faint.
*Nephra slowly cried on the bed. Tatsu pulled up, head on her chest she didn’t want to let him go. She kept telling herself nothing would happen, nothing bad. Soon her and her husband, daughter would be free and do whatever they want. Go live out on the lake with out anyone knowing and then so on. She started to sing to him slowly.
“I can hear your heart
Piercing through the night
Like a bow and arrow
Piercing through my heart”
Her voice was sweet and fierce. She still went on but not for boredom but for her husband. She would fix his arm later; make a new one a far better one. “Keep…singing…” He gasped between words. He was in pain, a lot of pain. A tear came down and hit his eyelid. She was crying, what for? She had her husband, soon she would have her daughter and everything would be all right.
“Through the moonlight
I can see your heart
You can see my face
As I can see your grace”
(Monster’s Hymn. By: Caleb Booton; an original piece of music.)
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Post by Darkjak87 on Jul 30, 2009 23:58:47 GMT -5
Zrion managed to raise his shaking hand, but that was all before his strength failed him. "That's all I can do Tatsu." He hissed through his teeth, as he extracted the bullet. "GOD WHAT THE HELL IS WITH THAT BULLET!" He bellowed from the pain. He gripped the hand guard of his rifle as hard as he could, the feel of the weapon comforting him and reminding him that he was not totally defenseless.
Zephan jumped from the sound of Bronx, then hurried to keep up with him. He seized the dagger, and gripped it hard. He knew a little about sword-play, and where the weak points of the deathbots are, thanks to Zrion. "How did you get in here?" Zephan questioned the mysterious figure.
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Post by Tatsu on Jul 31, 2009 16:09:55 GMT -5
Bronx looked behind real quick. “Well let’s see before we left I snuck in on the chop then got in one of the bags and blam here I am now. I noticed where you were going and saw the bots come after you so I thought I would lend a thieves hand.” Bronx kept his eyes ahead now; they were in a dangerous area. His scruffy tail was between his legs not wanting it to get cut or anything.
Tatsu smirked. “It’s going to hurt but stay in there.” He put his palm on the wound and started to send some of his gift into the man. His body was turning light once more and sparks of light went to Zrion. Just a couple more minutes. He was drained for the moment but at least his Eco still worked.
Nephra ran down the hall fast. Flail swinging round and round she flicked her wrist and the metal spiked ball flew into a bot and then another one. “Squads where are you? How much are you being attacked?” She asked in the radios speaker. While she waited for the answer she kept attacking with the twenty foot chained flail, her signature weapon. A Death bot flung its arm at her, hitting her nose she fell back. Her knuckles flickered red, she jumped form the ground and clashed fist and head into the bot. It broke, oil flying everywhere in the two feet radios.
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Post by Darkjak87 on Jul 31, 2009 19:24:54 GMT -5
"This is second squad, we've been engaged by an entire assault platoon! We're running out of ammunition, and they're advancing towards our position, over!" A second voice erupted, "This is third squad, we had almost made it to the rally point when we where engaged! We've made contact with a security tank and estimated 40 enemy contacts! We're trying to located an alternate route, over!"
He clenched his rifle as hard as he could with his fading strength, as the odd feeling came over him. Previously it had felt like burning fire in his chest. Now it felt like there was a protective veil over that pain, protecting him from it. But he could feel the sage's healing working. His skin and blood vessels felt like rubber as they twisted rather painfully into their proper positions. He knew he had to stay awake, but he was slowly loosing consciousness. If he could do that without dying, he did not know.
Zephan continued following the muse, also taking care to mind his tail. "I appreciate the help....what's your name?"
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Post by Tatsu on Jul 31, 2009 23:36:32 GMT -5
“Names Bronx. Keep close and shut up for a bit Zephan.” He pointed to a Death Bot close to them. His fur shaded, cloaked him. He was invisible for the moment. “If you cant see me, grab on to my tail.” He had razor sharp vision, being able to see somewhat in the dark. Over his years as a thief he got the gift. The Bot looked at them, but saw nothing for the moment.
Nephra grabbed the radio. “Roger. I’ll be there in one, second squad.” She started to run now. She then said, “Third do you thin you can hold for a few?” She held on to that bit of hope they could. Whipping her hair to the left she turned left. The halls came clear now, there she saw the second squad on the other side of the Bots.
Tatsu grinned happily. “Feeling pain, good. Means your alive and going to do better.” He was done for the moment. “You need to get to a hospital, a medic camp. My healing ability isn’t as powerful as a green eco user but it should maintain till then.” Tatsu grabbed Zrions shoulder. “And if you feel the need for more healing just shoot your gun.” He gave a clicking smile then turned. “As for now, I need to help defend you.” He said.
Groups and groups of Death Bots started to come. They all were outnumbered as a small group, but if they were to get back in one group they most likely can get out.
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Post by Darkjak87 on Jul 31, 2009 23:50:20 GMT -5
Zrion nodded. "I need my chestplate." He managed. "Otherwise, if I get shot again I'm just as good as dead. He glanced to the side. "And help him out too, he's not much better than I am." He was referring to the Private who was also wounded, with the medic struggling to keep him alive. "I'll be fine, keep my brothers alive." He said, referring to the other soldiers.
Zephan quieted himself, and stayed close to Bronx. Hopefully he knew what he was doing, because Zephan was as good as lost. And he couldn't help but to think something was wrong back with First Squad.
"This is third squad, we've located an alternate route. It's lightly guarded. We should be able to rendezvous with First squad! ETA 4 minutes, over!"
"This is second squad! We're down to our sidearms and we've taken casualties! We can't hold them off much longer and we need backup, over!"
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Post by Tatsu on Jul 31, 2009 23:59:41 GMT -5
Bronx got further ahead. They were almost out. “Where were you going brother?” He asked in a low whisper seeing as there was a Bot under them. This place was new to Bronx, but like all places it could be depicted. This was a basic thing Bronx had to live with but it was worth it most of the time.
Tatsu looked down. He sent a surge of light Eco into the man, enough to get him by. He then lifted the chest plate on Zrion. “Now you relax and let me handle things for now.” Tatsu swung his scythes round and round. In a flash he was gone, bots falling to the ground. Thank god I had enough for a short time slow. He swung his scythe into the Death bot on his right, then left, then front.
Nephra swung her flail round and round, then released the chain. The ball headed into the bots head. She was dancing while she destroyed the devious beings. Her hips flowed with grace, beautiful. She had the body of the second perfect assassin, but she wasn’t so.
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Post by Darkjak87 on Aug 1, 2009 0:14:22 GMT -5
"I was trying to link up with my friend in First Squad." Zephan whispered. "They're probably not in the same place, but I've got a bad feeling about all this." It was true, Zephan felt quite nervous at this point.
Zrion nodded, and tried to relax himself. He knew perfectly well he didn't have the strength to even stand, let alone fight. He hated himself for it really, allowing his brothers to fight and die around him while he was stuck helplessly watching. Not to mention, he didn't know where Zephan was, or even if he was still alive. God he hoped that his friend was alright, he would never forgive himself if anything happened to the ottsel. So his thoughts continued, as he listened to the gunfire and shouts around him.
Second squad, as said, were only down to their sidearms. Their standard-issue Desert Eagle sidearms spat bullets as fast as they could pull the trigger into the enemy masses. Unfortunately, even the powerful .357 magnum rounds were largely ineffective against the Deathbots' armor and lack of pain or organs.
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Post by Tatsu on Aug 1, 2009 0:26:46 GMT -5
Bronx looked at him. “I know where their at. But we need to ge tout of here.” Bronx looked down and noticed the Death bot starign right at him. “Shit.” The Bot fired multiple times. Each one Bronx dodging.
Nephra hit another, then another. Finally there was enough to where they can fight side to side in getting out. “Come onDont waste time!” She said trying to grab them. He flail went into another head, then the body of a Sentinel. Her body was getting weaker and weaker by the moment.
Tatsu cut off three heads at once. He was overpowering them until the slow time came to regular. “Damn.” He jumped into a front flip and smashed both scythes into the bot. He then rotated in a circle bring bother scythes sharp ends out hitting or slicing a majority of the bots legs off.
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Post by Darkjak87 on Aug 1, 2009 0:43:27 GMT -5
Suddenly, all of the radios of First squad lit up with the best news they had all day. "This is Staff Sergeant Harper! We are engaging the enemy!" On the other side of the hallway, third squad erupted around the corner, firing their rifles into the enemy masses. Now completely cut of, and dying under the combined might of two squads, the Deathbots were finally beginning to fold and their defense was collapsing. Third squad was slowly advancing, gaining ground against the rapidly dwindling numbers of deathbots.
Elsewhere, Second Squad was experiencing a similar turn of fortune. With the distraction and firepower Nephra provided, they were able to quickly reload their weapons, and were able to line up their shots better. Deathbots were now dropping like flies as armor-piercing .357 magnum rounds pierced heads and CPUs, splattering oil and electrified components all over the place.
Zephan quickly high-tailed it backwards, out of the deathbot's immediate line of fire. The intense fire didn't stop. "Come on come on.." Zephan muttered. Hopefully the chain-guns would run out of ammunition quickly, giving them a brief window of opportunity to slip past.
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