Looking good dude. Nice to see you writing again! Keep it up!
oooh, nice. so how many parts are there going to be in total? dont wanna be reading its SO your fault! part 94 next year..
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oooh, nice. so how many parts are there going to be in total? dont wanna be reading its SO your fault! part 94 next year..
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What's wrong with that? 
Yeah, if it sticks to this standard of quality I'll happily keep reading until next year 
Looking good, nice to hear more about the legendary blame-fest that is often the Rangers chat system!
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as always i am left wanting more well done matey!!
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Looking good, nice to hear more about the legendary blame-fest that is often the Rangers chat system!
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not much to tell. He balls something up, blames me for it just before or after he dies. I am left standing there to clean up the mess.
oh and to rez him afterwards...
Once again thanks to Aero for the editting and helping and suggesting stuff... and keeping my insane brain vaguely on track.
Aeronaut braced himself as another rock thumped into his chest, the war wolves were all over him and the bog was making it hard for him to get air bourne. It had been all hed been able to do to land on his feet then the first boulder had knocked his left engine out; that was a design flaw that would be amended later, right now the issue was staying alive.
The wolves were staying back now, the couple that had charged him were lying face down in the mire of the bog and thankfully a show of force makes even THESE behemoths wary, but there was only so much dodging he could do with his feet planted in the thick mud beneath him and with full branches, boulders and sections of earth being hurled at him it was only a matter of time before his suit was damaged enough for the war wolves to get close enough to use those nasty looking claws. He sent out another broadcast, Emergency, Hero in difficulty, requesting back up.
So far hed been broadcasting for three minutes and he was beginning to doubt that anyone would show up. A rock caught him on the side of his helmet throwing him painfully to the floor; his left leg was still stuck in the mud. He tried to push himself up but the mud was sticky and thick as it swiftly sucked in his hands. The war wolves closed in, their large fangs dripping hungry saliva, frantically Aeronaut hauled his left arm from the mud, as he did it caused his right arm to sink further into the dark sticky ooze of the bog. The nearest war wolf took the full force of his first blast in the chest but there were too many of them coming in too fast.
Suddenly a shot rang out from the trees to his right throwing a wolf to the floor, because of his precarious balance Aeronaut couldnt make out what it who or what was shooting, the last thing he needed was for it to be a husk mob attacking, being stuck in that fight was not something he would appreciate. Another shot rang out and a second wolf collapsed as its right leg exploded in a shower of blood. From his left he heard a rushing sound as the two closest wolves were thrown flying back from him, something began to pull him backwards from the top of his cape, and the added momentum pulled him out of the bog as he and his mystery rescuer began to move rapidly to safety. The gun fire continued and the wolves fell one by one as bullets tore through their thick hides.
Aeronaut was on solid ground and he slumped to the floor, his rescuer went back to firing at the remaining few war wolves who rapidly began to fall back. You ok? said a female voice with a heavy city accent.
As he rolled over Aeronaut replied, Yeah thanks. He found himself looking at a startlingly beautiful woman clad in tight fitting body armour, the sun glistened of her slivery hair, she smiled at him warmly. Instantly Aeronaut began to berate himself, Julie wasnt even a week dead and he was already looking at another woman.
Thanks for the help, wheres the sniper you had in those trees?
Oh, Doulos, hes just coming, hes chasing down the last couple of wolves then hell be back.
Cool. Said Aeronaut, Pass on my gratitude, he said as he examined his fault jet on his leg, it shouldnt take more than a few minutes to fix. Im sorry to have bothered you, Ill be ok from here on. The woman laughed a warm pealing laugh that filled the clearing. No offence buddy but if you think that thats ok, she said gesturing at the bog, then you really need help, and not the kind we can offer.
Aeronaut scowled beneath his helmet as he pulled out his tool kit from his pouch in the small of his back. Thanks again, but like I said, Ill be fine.
The woman squatted down in front of him, and suddenly Aeronaut noticed again her full figure, Look honey, Striga is a rough place to be out on your own, its getting dark which means the banished pantheon and worse will soon be out in force, let us help you out, why the lone hero thing anyway?
Look lady, said Aeronaut as nicely as he could, in spite of his disappearing patience, I dont need help, those wolves caught me off guard whilst I was looking for ssomeone. Im not here for hero work, Im here for blood he continued talking summarising briefly that he was only on the isle for revenge on the man that had killed his wife and son, all the time she listened and nodded, so you see, this is my fight, my revenge, my battle, I appreciate the offer but Id rather go alone. From the distance there was more gunfire. The lady looked at him for a moment then smiled another winning smile.
Hi, Im Scapegoat, you want a hand?
Didnt you just listen
Yes I did, and I think its terrible what the Council did to your family, Id like to help and Im sure Doulos will be up for some revenge. Im not going to take no for an answer.
Shaking his head in disbelief Aeronaut reluctantly made himself nod, women, why did they never listen to him ?. Over the comm. he heard Scapegoat talking, Doulos, this guy could use our help, do you fancy attacking the Councils fort? Whatever the exact reply, it was definitely in the positive. Hell be here soon, one more wolf to go. That leg of yours fixed?
Aeronaut nodded, and began to pack away his tool kit. Let me help you up. Scapegoat said thrusting out a hand offering her assistance in pulling him up, grudgingly Aeronaut took it and Scapegoat grunted slightly as she pulled the armoured hero to his feet. Doulos is on his way back, so whats the plan?
I, I mean we get into the base, I find the man responsible and take him down, we leave. Simple as that. Scapegoat nodded pursing her lips thoughtfully.
A gruff male voice came from behind Aeronaut, Here Scapegoat. Aeronaut turned round as a figure in white armour materialised seemingly out of mid air behind him, Aeronaut looked at him, instant recognition dawned on him, and clearly on the other man who must be Doulos. Doulos glanced at Scapegoat then went back to Aeronaut. Come on Scape, lets leave him be, he can sort himself out.
Aeronaut spoke at almost exactly the same time, Actually, Ill be fine, you guys must be busy.
Neither of them moved as they stared at each other. Doulos unconsciously flicked the safety of his assault rifle on and off, and Aeronaut flexed his fists.
Is there something going on here I should know about? demanded the female hero.
No, Scape its fine, this guy can take care of himself, lets head back to the port.
Saying nothing Scapegoat walked a little further from the pair of them, then beckoned Doulos over to her. Aeronaut didnt know what was said but from the red that flushed Doulos face in either anger or embarrassment he wished he could hear it, the pair came back. Doulos has something to say. She folded her arms and stared at the other hero expectantly.
Im sorry about the boat. Doulos said then paused, Scapegoat coughed, and he continued, visible making himself speak as his voice came out strained and through gritted teeth. It was my fault, I would very much like to help you sort this out. He looked as Scapegoat through pleading eyes, as if begging to stop, she nodded and unfolded her arms.
Im glad you accept responsibility, and youre help would be appreciated. Aeronaut snapped back. Scapegoat coughed again at Doulos, but Aeronaut felt her eyes boring into his own, without thinking he almost blurted, Sorry about my part in it too.
Right boys, now thats sorted maybe you can shake hands and put it behind you, we have a villain to catch. Turning on a stilettoed heel Scapegoat launched herself into the air, next stop the council fortress.
Doulos and Aeronaut stayed a moment longer staring at each other, and then as if some unspoken command had finally backed up Scapegoats instruction they shook hands tentatively.
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What do you mean it's here? demanded Dr. Dialous. "your own surveillance placed Dr. Johnson in Kings Row less than an hour ago"
The suit is here, on the island. Repeated the radar man. Dialous spun on his heel and stalked off towards the door, which opened as he approached it. Maestro entered the room, Dialous stopped in his tracks.
You have your chance doctor, you must reclaim that suit, somethings are expendable, that investment isn't one of them.
Dialous gulped, I understand sir.
Maestro looked at him evenly, Yes doctor, I think you do.
Dialous ducked around the arch villain and as soon as he was out of sight ran down the corridor, Maestro had been less than happy at losing the A.E.R.O.N.A.U.T. suit a week ago and failure now could only spell disaster for him.
Part three to follow tomorrow...