Chaos Surges, Part 2


ChillBlaze_EU

 

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Doulos rubbed his shoulder, there would be fine bruise under his armour where the butt of his assault rifle had been repeatedly driven into it. He sat with some of the Rangers behind an over turned van in Crey’s Folly. The Rikti had given them a couple of minutes peace it seemed and the Rangers were using it to catch their breath.

“When in hell are they all coming from?” asked Scapegoat, her normally perfect hair in disarray, she looked flushed, and not surprisingly, it was a hot enough day as it was without the fighting.

Aeronaut was examining his cape, it had several small holes in it from where he had been shot at whilst air borne, he put his finger through some of the holes, “They’re not fighting normally today. I don’t understand it, this many Rikti with no mentalist, no chief, nothing, they’ve go no tactics or style, they haven’t even tried to out flank us, something is seriously wrong.”

“True,” said Doulos, “it is a bit weird, but they’re keeping us pinned down well enough.” The Rikti had stopped charging the Rangers positions, taking shelter behind a wall run down wall Luminos, Deluge and Sun Beam seemed to be having a similar conversation. More Rangers were on the way, Halo had called through; he had Solar Blitz and Yellow Feather with him and was calling in every Ranger with access to Crey’s.

Aero was peeking over the top of the van, “If I could just get a nova in their then we’d be able to move out.”

Doulos looked around the end of the van, “If you make it I’ll give you an awaken.”

Scapegoat chuckled, a warm bubbling laugh, “And I’ll give you one D, when you’ve given him one. Where are they coming from?”

It had been half an hour since Luminos had sent out the call for aid and the Rikti just kept coming, if their hadn’t have been so many of them their tactics would have been lamentable but the weight of numbers which they surged forward with meant that the Rangers had to hold their ground with defiance.

“I’m going to see if I can find out where they’re coming from.” Said Doulos as he activated his cloaking device, “You guys are right, something is seriously wrong here and we need to get to the bottom of it.”

Are reached out a hand and grabbed Doulos’ barely visible arm. “D, you know that if they have any drones over there you won’t make it ten foot out of cover, wait for the others to get here then we can take a look.” Scapegoat nodded in agreement.

Doulos deactivated his cloak, “I guess you’re right.”

“Halo, what’s your ETA?”


“Give us a few more minutes D, we’re stocking up. Anything you guys need?”

“Yeah, a hand…” said Luminos over the comm.

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Frozen Rogue ran through the streets of Steel Canyon, not a great place to find bad guys, true, but a good place to pummel out some of his frustrations. A group of council were on the street corner preaching their hate again, Frozen didn’t think, within seconds he had laid the mob to waste. There was little satisfaction in it. May be burning some cash in Icon would do the trick, other Rangers did it and they got satisfaction, may be he could too.

Frozen headed north, he decided to swing by the station, the roads were empty of traffic today so there was little slowing down except for cornering, the wind rushed through his hair and his eyes watered as his speed caused his tear ducts to open. He stopped for a break by the station, not that he needed the break but that girl had been hot. As he watched the young lady walk up the station ramp he saw a head poke around the frame of the doorway. That wasn’t right; the only people who poke their heads around doorways are either in trouble or trying to avoid it. Frozen didn’t want to alarm the figure so he strolled casually up the ramp, making himself look as inconspicuous as possible, not easy to do as a superhero. As he rounded the corner at half way up the ramp he glanced up and saw the figure again, it was definitely a man, definitely hiding, and had definitely seen him look. The figure leapt away in the direction of the train, and Frozen ran in pursuit. He saw the man board the train just as the doors slid closed.

The train pulled out before he reached the platform but Frozen’s blood was up. Leaping onto the tracks he pursued the train along the tracks, careful to avoid the line carrying the charge, the train moved fast but he moved faster, catching it before the tunnel through the defensive wall. Frozen jumped and grabbed the back of the train, there were too many people inside to make out his quarry. He clung to the back of the train as it sped up, freezing his hands he attached himself to the glass. All this because someone ran away from a hero? It better not be a pick pocket… this was too much hassle.

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The Rikti weren’t getting any closer, it seemed to the man on the roof that the Rikti had dried up. Still their focus was now firmly on the Rangers. Another group had joined now, this could be an interesting fight; he just felt sad that he couldn’t be around to watch it, other things to do. Turning to the men holding the Rikti he nodded. A series of silenced gun shots punctured the air across the roof and the Rikti slumped to the floor. The man looked at his watch, time was getting by. He raised his small auto fire weapon and without pausing he opened fire on the men standing on the roof. When loose ends need to be tied up, you tie them tight. Taking one last look through his binoculars the man smiled. He would love to have stayed around, but he had somewhere else to be.

If anyone had been watching then they would have seen a man fade into the background of the sky, but no one was watching, no one had seen, and no one would see. The villains were upon the city and the heroes didn’t even know about it yet. But they soon would. He jumped from the roof top and was gone.

The Rangers held their ground, the Rikti were firing wantonly at their cover. “Anyone bring a pick-nick?” quipped Aeronaut.

“Yeah,” Doulos answered, “I bought a main and a pudding, my main is ‘this is Aeronauts fault’, and my pudding is ‘this is still Aeronauts fault.’”

A few of the Rangers laughed, a few didn’t. “Hey D,” said Yellow Feather, “What do I get if I can make it round behind them?”

“You get the chance to nova, and probably a free trip to hospital.”

Yellow Feather pursed his lips as he thought, then he nodded, “Ok, sounds good, cover me in 5 guys.”

Doulos shrugged and look at Scapegoat who crossed her eyes and pointed at the side of her head. Doulos laughed, she was still cute when she did that, and she was right, Yellow Feather was crazy.

“Ok guys, Yellow wants to be a martyr, and who am I to stop him… on my mark lay down cover fire, everything you have. 3, 2, 1… mark.”

The street erupted with noise as Yellow Feather broke cover.

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“It is done.” Said the voice over the speaker.

“You know where the target is?” Asked Burrel.

“Indeed, my man has him well insight.”

“You cannot mess this up for me. I need them to see each other without you being seen.”

“Understood. I do what I’m paid to do. Is the other target in place.”

“By the time you get to the rendezvous point he will be. If you fail me…”

“I know, I know, then I don’t get paid.”

Burrel laughed uproariously, “No my friendly mercenary, if you mess up I send you back to Mercy in a box, or three. Do we understand each other, this cannot fail.”

There was no answer, the dial tone wrung out. “And for 20 million, even if you succeed you might go home in boxes.” muttered Burrel lighting up a cigarette.

There was a knock on the door, “I got a delivery for you.” came a woman’s voice.

Burrel walked up to the door, pulling a pistol from the small of his back. He placed his eye to the spy hole, outside a young woman stood nervously scratching her head. She didn’t look much older than 17 or 18, another junkie earning a fix by couriering the stuff. She was pretty, if a little petite, and a bit skinny for him. Her hair was short and spikey, and her clothes were all black aside from a red rose emblazoned on the lapel of her leather jacket, she had a rucksack on her shoulder. Burrel smiled and put away his gun.

Opening the door the large man smiled at the girl, who visibly withdrew. “And I will take that delivery young lady. Would you please bring it in.”

The young woman looked about nervously, then stepped into the apartment, “Nice place you have here mister,” she said pulling a large package wrapped in brown paper from her bag, “but I gotta get going.”

“Are you sure you won’t stay?” Burrel asked keeping his best smile on. “There’s a lot here and I think I need someone to help me get through it.”

The young woman was clearly uncomfortable, but her eyes strayed longingly to the package in Burrel’s fat hand. “I dunno, I’ve gotta go get another package.”

“I’m sure that your boss will understand… go on, it’ll be fun.” Burrel smiled, his dealer knew his appetites and as ever he had delivered very nicely, sure she wasn’t that much of a bonus meat wise, but she’d be good enough for a while.

“Ok, you’ll square it with him though right?” she said stepping further into the flat.

“Oh yes, I’ll make it all clear to him, he’ll understand, now make yourself comfortable.”

Burrel gently pushed the door shut and quietly locked the door. He watched as the young woman walked into the living room. She would do… after all, who misses a junkie…


 

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Whoa.. very nice D you should go into script writing - this would make a very cool film.


 

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2 parts and no Genergy??? Not sure I like this one yet

G-Force


 

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Will terra get an action role in this one? You all have to admit it. Terra is a very cool looking character.

Terra, Terra, Terra.


 

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So far so good D, keep em comin .


 

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Woo, bring it on. I'm liking this one alot!