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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by MICrophone » August 8th, 2010, 12:39 pm
But…but…I'm already at home…>_>
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by Zunar » August 9th, 2010, 7:00 pm
NOOO!!! Please no!!! Write more!!! Please!!! This story is too awesome to be killed right now!!! You must finish!!! Please!!!
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by MICrophone » August 10th, 2010, 4:17 am
He's gonna finish it…he's just fooling around with us…right? RIGHT?!??!?!1!?!!?- MICrophone
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by Chaukai » March 9th, 2011, 2:35 pm
So... Heeey... Remember that one time when I was going to write that one story and I never finished this chapter? Well yeah... It's done. XD For any of you who still keep up with it... I'm sure that you may need to reread everything for some refreshing, but that's okay. 
I needed to too.
I needed to too.Chapter 16: show
Chapter 16: Cloak of Sands
”So tell me why you were there.”
“Well obviously I could come with a variety of excuses, but for today I think I’m going to skip the idle pleasantries and just go with a simple, ‘no.’”
“… As much as I would like beat you senseless, there is still need of you.”
“Very convincing. What are you going to try next? Another blackmail and a compliment?”
“Hmph. I see that you are starting not to care anymore… Perhaps it would be best to-“
“You lay one hair on any of them… And I will end my own life right here and now.”
“Damn it Runouw! I… I was hoping that you would cooperate with us the entire way through. But… But he said if you became too… Too unpredictable…”
“What? Who?”
“Runouw. I am sorry.”
Fourinone tapped the head of Nin10mode with the butt of his rifle, and not too softly. “Oh hey, how you doing, shh!!!” He put a finger to his mouth and quickly looked back through a small peephole. The element blocker was in the center of the dome, glowing a brilliant blue and shining off the faces of the Nightcrashers that surrounded the floating egg.
“It’s not like anyone will hear us in this mound.” This time, Fourinone didn’t say anything but waved him off. The sand dome stayed quiet for a few minutes as Four carefully looked through the small hole in the mound. He dared not touch the sand, as it was barely an inch thick, and one brush could cause their cover to be blown.
The hill of sand which hid the five snipers was almost completely hidden, blending in with the several other dunes and hills that were around. The hills made a large ring around the center of the desert. In the center of the basin were a collection of rocks and stone buildings that had been abandoned for years.
But currently, it was occupied by four Destructors. Three of them sat, resting, on rubbles of stone, and one stood on watch, looking around the empty desert. The mound where the Nightcrashers hid was a good hundred feet away from the center.
“Where the heck is the last person?” Four muttered with annoyance. They all looked at Four quizzically, and he gestured for the closest one, Zunar, to look through the hole.
“You’re right.” Zunar said, squinting hard as he attempted to get a better focus. “They’re missing one person.”
“Well who is it?”
“Can’t tell from this far. But we can see that MIC is there.” Four said with his arms folded. MIC had a much larger suit than anyone else, and stood out as the Destructor leader. Four stood deep in thought, although he was actually slightly crouching so he would not touch the top of the dome. “Well, we’re in quite a situation.”
“Yeah. We can’t attack in this open area without being exposed…” Nin10mode tilted his head to the side inquisitively. Four looked at Nin10mode, at first just instinctively, then Nin10mode thought he noticed a brief look of… What? Approval? No, that can’t be right. Nin10mode shrugged the thought away as he waited for Four’s answer.
“It’s not just that, for one thing, we’re not sure where MoY is. For that matter, we’re not even sure where any of the other factions are. The desert is a harsh place, and at the moment, the wind could affect our vision horribly.” Everyone was now looking at Four with a new found respect. They never thought of Four to be a tactical expert. Four noticed the awkward silence and raised his eyebrow. “You all know this means several hours of waiting right?”
The others gave a sigh of sadness as the words struck home. They’d have to sit in the dark, sandy dome until the wind died down, and at they weren’t sure when that would happen. Blablob gave a vent of annoyance and attempted to move into a better position in the small dome.
“So Four. What’s been going on since we’ve been gone?” Blablob asked out of curiosity. Though they had only been gone for days at the most, the city was always filled with changes.
“Hmm?” Four absentmindedly questioned. Blablob tapped Four on the shoulder to get his attention, which would have been fine if Four had not been so intent on the tiny eye hole in the sand mound. He jumped surprised, nearly hitting the top of the sand mound. Carefully, he walked closer to the middle and sat down, Zunar taking Four’s position.
“So anyways…” Blablob continued with a raised eyebrow, “We’ve been gone for… What? A few days?”
Four shook his head at this and looked at the now dimming blue light from the element blocker. “Try a month.” He said calmly, which gave a reaction of shock to the four Nightcrashers. “You’ve all been missed by many people.”
“You’d expect the city to be a ghost town, especially with so many of our precious members gone… But it’s the complete opposite. We’ve been completely swarmed with new members. They’ve been coming left and right.”
“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”
“Well, at first, we were ecstatic. All of us were excited to have so many new members… But Suyo saw it differently… I always noticed that he never participated in any of our social gatherings anymore. Less and less I saw him at the tavern. At times, I couldn’t find him at all. Every time I did see him, he always seemed distracted or… Or…” Four’s face stared at the ground in concentration. “Fearful…”
“What? Why would Suyo act that way? Isn’t is awesome to have new members?”
“That’s what I thought… But then, after seeing Suyo, I looked at the new members again… There was just something… I don’t know… ‘Wrong’ with them.”
“Well I’m sure that the new members sure enjoy being viewed as ‘wrong’ in the moderators eyes.”
“Look, if you’d seen them, you would understand. They are just so… Clueless. They come from everywhere, and it seems like none of them really should be here… You know? They all act… Well… Normal. Unlike some of the people in the forums. All they seem to want to do is talk within the rooms of the forums, and then disappear for the night in their homes. I mean… With all these people, you would expect some idiots of sorts… Right?
“They seem to talk to each other in such a formal way. It’s completely unlike what we spoke like, even back in the past. It’s… It’s alm-“
A huge gust whipped around them. The Nightcrashers looked in horror as the sand seemed to melt away from the shield surrounding them. In only a few moments, they would be completely exposed under the searing sun.
“What?! WHAT?!” Blab yelled in anger. He readied his rifle, but with no protection, versus the Destructors, he looked grim at the thought of it. Four stood to face where the Destructors were, the sand now all gone. The Destructors had not seen them yet, but clad in full blue against the light brown sand color, this would not last long.
“You know…” Four started, still looking at the pile of rubble which the Destructors still hid in. MIC had his back turned and was facing away from them, seeming to peer into the dunes for something. “When you were all fighting those orcs… It seemed as if you were fine, so I decided not to show you something…” Four raised his rifle, which seemed identical to theirs except for one difference. His Sniper Rifle had a large revolver which protruded from the side, which held 10 bullets. He spun the revolver as if the only use was for his amusement.
“Each leader was given two things that set them aside from his team…” The Nightcrashers held on to every word Four said, but all had their eyes on MIC and their Snipers ready. “One was a different weapon, one that had a slightly better improvement from the teams… The other…” He pointed upwards to the heavens. “Was a special ability.”
Nin10mode jumped in surprise as he heard a bullet shot crack. Quickly scanning, he looked around the Destructor site to see if anything was happening. Then, realizing the sound of the bullet, he turned to Four, who turned the revolver from the bullet he had just fired.
“Are you trying to get us killed?” Zunar said in exasperation. All Four did was turn to him and smile. They all could hear the shouts from the Destructors well enough.
Four turned to the Destructors and then winked at his teammates. His smile still held and the other Nightcrashers were starting to aim for the Destructors. They didn’t fire, as the distance was too far to make any shot count.
“Showtime.” This last word escaped Four’s lips before he seemed to just vanish into thin air.
The Nightcrashers were only given a split second to realize their leader had vanished, because soon after, they were launched away from an explosion which had been fired from Microphone’s hulking gun.
Nin10mode quickly scrambled up with the rest and looked around for cover. Seeing a small dune just ahead, he pointed and shouted at the rest of the team, who sprinted forward in hopes of reaching the small piece of protection. Before they could even get halfway to the dune though, four magnificent orbs exploded everywhere, sending them flying again. Disoriented, Nin10mode knew that in this sort of combat, they were doomed. The deserts were just too huge to find a valid protection from the Destructors deadly blasts. He saw his teammates struggle to stand in the hot sand, only to duck as another orb blew up near them.
Crack! The sniper rifle bullet rang in the sky. Nin10mode looked up to see that Megamario had fallen. The cannon fire that rang shortly after confirmed that he was out of the battle. But where had the bullet come from? He saw Zunar point to the right of the ruins. Following his finger, Nin10mode saw a lone figure standing in the sand, his sniper rifle pointed towards the ruins. He fired again, and Nin10mode saw MIC duck quickly.
MIC, knowing that standing out in the open was a dangerous tact, yelled at his teammates to run back into the defense of the ruins. The Nightcrashers quickly tried to get into position and fire off a few shots, but none did more than encourage them to stay behind a toppled pillar.
Nin10mode looked around to where Four was standing, but he had disappeared. He was now at the opposite side of the ruins, pointing his gun down and letting off another crack. The lack of cannon fire told the Nightcrashers that the shot had not been a killing blow, but Nin10mode was focused on Four. It was obvious, although this ability did seem unfair. It seems Fourinone had the ability to teleport.
Nin10mode didn't know it, but Microphone was having the exact same thoughts. MIC muttered under his breath, his mind racing as he thought carefully. Microphone, Nero, and Alucard sat with their backs leaning against the pillar. The rocky outcrops made a box that made it the perfect cover, though it was not very tall. Most parts of the rocks only reached as high as their waists, so they had to sit close together to avoid any exposure of any parts of their body.
“This looks bad,” Nero said thoughtfully. His tone was almost as if he made a joke of the entire situation. “Guess we ought to surrender now.” Microphone rolled his eyes and closed his eyes in thought. Four had turned the situation around with his teleportation, but he could easily do the same if he were to set off his Beam of Annihilation. His problem was that the Beam could only be used once per game, and launching it off now would be a waste. Again his mind started racing, thinking of how to one-up Four.
“Got it,” he said calmly, Nero and Alucard looking at him curiously. “Nero, give me your gun.” Nero readily handed the blaster to Microphone, unsure of what he was going to do. “Now when I say so, both of you are gonna run out on opposite ends and be my target boards.”
”So tell me why you were there.”
“Well obviously I could come with a variety of excuses, but for today I think I’m going to skip the idle pleasantries and just go with a simple, ‘no.’”
“… As much as I would like beat you senseless, there is still need of you.”
“Very convincing. What are you going to try next? Another blackmail and a compliment?”
“Hmph. I see that you are starting not to care anymore… Perhaps it would be best to-“
“You lay one hair on any of them… And I will end my own life right here and now.”
“Damn it Runouw! I… I was hoping that you would cooperate with us the entire way through. But… But he said if you became too… Too unpredictable…”
“What? Who?”
“Runouw. I am sorry.”
Fourinone tapped the head of Nin10mode with the butt of his rifle, and not too softly. “Oh hey, how you doing, shh!!!” He put a finger to his mouth and quickly looked back through a small peephole. The element blocker was in the center of the dome, glowing a brilliant blue and shining off the faces of the Nightcrashers that surrounded the floating egg.
“It’s not like anyone will hear us in this mound.” This time, Fourinone didn’t say anything but waved him off. The sand dome stayed quiet for a few minutes as Four carefully looked through the small hole in the mound. He dared not touch the sand, as it was barely an inch thick, and one brush could cause their cover to be blown.
The hill of sand which hid the five snipers was almost completely hidden, blending in with the several other dunes and hills that were around. The hills made a large ring around the center of the desert. In the center of the basin were a collection of rocks and stone buildings that had been abandoned for years.
But currently, it was occupied by four Destructors. Three of them sat, resting, on rubbles of stone, and one stood on watch, looking around the empty desert. The mound where the Nightcrashers hid was a good hundred feet away from the center.
“Where the heck is the last person?” Four muttered with annoyance. They all looked at Four quizzically, and he gestured for the closest one, Zunar, to look through the hole.
“You’re right.” Zunar said, squinting hard as he attempted to get a better focus. “They’re missing one person.”
“Well who is it?”
“Can’t tell from this far. But we can see that MIC is there.” Four said with his arms folded. MIC had a much larger suit than anyone else, and stood out as the Destructor leader. Four stood deep in thought, although he was actually slightly crouching so he would not touch the top of the dome. “Well, we’re in quite a situation.”
“Yeah. We can’t attack in this open area without being exposed…” Nin10mode tilted his head to the side inquisitively. Four looked at Nin10mode, at first just instinctively, then Nin10mode thought he noticed a brief look of… What? Approval? No, that can’t be right. Nin10mode shrugged the thought away as he waited for Four’s answer.
“It’s not just that, for one thing, we’re not sure where MoY is. For that matter, we’re not even sure where any of the other factions are. The desert is a harsh place, and at the moment, the wind could affect our vision horribly.” Everyone was now looking at Four with a new found respect. They never thought of Four to be a tactical expert. Four noticed the awkward silence and raised his eyebrow. “You all know this means several hours of waiting right?”
The others gave a sigh of sadness as the words struck home. They’d have to sit in the dark, sandy dome until the wind died down, and at they weren’t sure when that would happen. Blablob gave a vent of annoyance and attempted to move into a better position in the small dome.
“So Four. What’s been going on since we’ve been gone?” Blablob asked out of curiosity. Though they had only been gone for days at the most, the city was always filled with changes.
“Hmm?” Four absentmindedly questioned. Blablob tapped Four on the shoulder to get his attention, which would have been fine if Four had not been so intent on the tiny eye hole in the sand mound. He jumped surprised, nearly hitting the top of the sand mound. Carefully, he walked closer to the middle and sat down, Zunar taking Four’s position.
“So anyways…” Blablob continued with a raised eyebrow, “We’ve been gone for… What? A few days?”
Four shook his head at this and looked at the now dimming blue light from the element blocker. “Try a month.” He said calmly, which gave a reaction of shock to the four Nightcrashers. “You’ve all been missed by many people.”
“You’d expect the city to be a ghost town, especially with so many of our precious members gone… But it’s the complete opposite. We’ve been completely swarmed with new members. They’ve been coming left and right.”
“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”
“Well, at first, we were ecstatic. All of us were excited to have so many new members… But Suyo saw it differently… I always noticed that he never participated in any of our social gatherings anymore. Less and less I saw him at the tavern. At times, I couldn’t find him at all. Every time I did see him, he always seemed distracted or… Or…” Four’s face stared at the ground in concentration. “Fearful…”
“What? Why would Suyo act that way? Isn’t is awesome to have new members?”
“That’s what I thought… But then, after seeing Suyo, I looked at the new members again… There was just something… I don’t know… ‘Wrong’ with them.”
“Well I’m sure that the new members sure enjoy being viewed as ‘wrong’ in the moderators eyes.”
“Look, if you’d seen them, you would understand. They are just so… Clueless. They come from everywhere, and it seems like none of them really should be here… You know? They all act… Well… Normal. Unlike some of the people in the forums. All they seem to want to do is talk within the rooms of the forums, and then disappear for the night in their homes. I mean… With all these people, you would expect some idiots of sorts… Right?
“They seem to talk to each other in such a formal way. It’s completely unlike what we spoke like, even back in the past. It’s… It’s alm-“
A huge gust whipped around them. The Nightcrashers looked in horror as the sand seemed to melt away from the shield surrounding them. In only a few moments, they would be completely exposed under the searing sun.
“What?! WHAT?!” Blab yelled in anger. He readied his rifle, but with no protection, versus the Destructors, he looked grim at the thought of it. Four stood to face where the Destructors were, the sand now all gone. The Destructors had not seen them yet, but clad in full blue against the light brown sand color, this would not last long.
“You know…” Four started, still looking at the pile of rubble which the Destructors still hid in. MIC had his back turned and was facing away from them, seeming to peer into the dunes for something. “When you were all fighting those orcs… It seemed as if you were fine, so I decided not to show you something…” Four raised his rifle, which seemed identical to theirs except for one difference. His Sniper Rifle had a large revolver which protruded from the side, which held 10 bullets. He spun the revolver as if the only use was for his amusement.
“Each leader was given two things that set them aside from his team…” The Nightcrashers held on to every word Four said, but all had their eyes on MIC and their Snipers ready. “One was a different weapon, one that had a slightly better improvement from the teams… The other…” He pointed upwards to the heavens. “Was a special ability.”
Nin10mode jumped in surprise as he heard a bullet shot crack. Quickly scanning, he looked around the Destructor site to see if anything was happening. Then, realizing the sound of the bullet, he turned to Four, who turned the revolver from the bullet he had just fired.
“Are you trying to get us killed?” Zunar said in exasperation. All Four did was turn to him and smile. They all could hear the shouts from the Destructors well enough.
Four turned to the Destructors and then winked at his teammates. His smile still held and the other Nightcrashers were starting to aim for the Destructors. They didn’t fire, as the distance was too far to make any shot count.
“Showtime.” This last word escaped Four’s lips before he seemed to just vanish into thin air.
The Nightcrashers were only given a split second to realize their leader had vanished, because soon after, they were launched away from an explosion which had been fired from Microphone’s hulking gun.
Nin10mode quickly scrambled up with the rest and looked around for cover. Seeing a small dune just ahead, he pointed and shouted at the rest of the team, who sprinted forward in hopes of reaching the small piece of protection. Before they could even get halfway to the dune though, four magnificent orbs exploded everywhere, sending them flying again. Disoriented, Nin10mode knew that in this sort of combat, they were doomed. The deserts were just too huge to find a valid protection from the Destructors deadly blasts. He saw his teammates struggle to stand in the hot sand, only to duck as another orb blew up near them.
Crack! The sniper rifle bullet rang in the sky. Nin10mode looked up to see that Megamario had fallen. The cannon fire that rang shortly after confirmed that he was out of the battle. But where had the bullet come from? He saw Zunar point to the right of the ruins. Following his finger, Nin10mode saw a lone figure standing in the sand, his sniper rifle pointed towards the ruins. He fired again, and Nin10mode saw MIC duck quickly.
MIC, knowing that standing out in the open was a dangerous tact, yelled at his teammates to run back into the defense of the ruins. The Nightcrashers quickly tried to get into position and fire off a few shots, but none did more than encourage them to stay behind a toppled pillar.
Nin10mode looked around to where Four was standing, but he had disappeared. He was now at the opposite side of the ruins, pointing his gun down and letting off another crack. The lack of cannon fire told the Nightcrashers that the shot had not been a killing blow, but Nin10mode was focused on Four. It was obvious, although this ability did seem unfair. It seems Fourinone had the ability to teleport.
Nin10mode didn't know it, but Microphone was having the exact same thoughts. MIC muttered under his breath, his mind racing as he thought carefully. Microphone, Nero, and Alucard sat with their backs leaning against the pillar. The rocky outcrops made a box that made it the perfect cover, though it was not very tall. Most parts of the rocks only reached as high as their waists, so they had to sit close together to avoid any exposure of any parts of their body.
“This looks bad,” Nero said thoughtfully. His tone was almost as if he made a joke of the entire situation. “Guess we ought to surrender now.” Microphone rolled his eyes and closed his eyes in thought. Four had turned the situation around with his teleportation, but he could easily do the same if he were to set off his Beam of Annihilation. His problem was that the Beam could only be used once per game, and launching it off now would be a waste. Again his mind started racing, thinking of how to one-up Four.
“Got it,” he said calmly, Nero and Alucard looking at him curiously. “Nero, give me your gun.” Nero readily handed the blaster to Microphone, unsure of what he was going to do. “Now when I say so, both of you are gonna run out on opposite ends and be my target boards.”
Chapter 17: show
Chapter 17: A Merciless Desert
”Runouw you poor, poor idiot. If only your intelligence had extended outside of the boundaries of technology… No… Perhaps nothing would have changed… If it were not for that damn stubborn personality, we wouldn’t have these creations to start with… Well… What has been done is irreversible. How do you feel, Rob?”
“Fine, sir.”
“… Nothing feels out of place?”
“All of my bodily functions seem to be working properly.”
“… Very well… So how much time do you think until we can pull them out?”
“With the rate of their body growth, and the length of their games, I would have to estimate that the final game could be the one after this one.”
“What have you planned for the final game?”
“A labyrinth.”
“Ah, fine, fine. That works. Hmm… Runouw, now that I can figure out everything, I’m not quite sure where to start… You… I don’t know how he was able to create or obtain whatever hell-spawned concoction he did… But… It did the trick.”
Microphone closed his eyes for a moment, envisioning his layout. His heart thumped slightly, but he took a whiff of the desert air and exhaled slowly. Nero and Alucard looked at him, complete trust in their eyes. He nodded towards Nero, who had a look of determination. “Alright, better do it now before they start thinking otherwise.” Microphone silently signaled them, and they immediately ran off.
Nero ran to the right of where the group of Nightcrashers were facing, while Alucard ran to the left. Before the Nightcrashers could react with a shot at this seemingly reckless attack, Microphone stood from the cover with his blast faced towards where the Nightcrashers hid behind the dune. His complete exposure to enemy fire was too tempting for the Nightcrashers, and they all fired a shot at Microphone.
A second before, Microphone had fired from his blaster, launching straight at the ground about ten feet in front of him, causing a huge explosion of sand and Microphone to fly back from the shockwave. The Nightcrashers bullets flew harmlessly by as Microphone slowly got up from his kneeling position. His back now completely exposed to any sniper that could be in the area.
Which Four was already there, his rifle aimed directly for the back of Microphone. Even at the distance, he was sure that he would hit. But, Four knew that a rushed shot could cause an unnecessary blunder, and breathed deeply before he squeezed the trigger. As if Microphone had heard that inhale of air over the rain of sand, he smiled at himself, still in a half kneeling position.
The Nightcrashers were slightly confused, but didn’t waste any time. They got up and took aim at Nero, who didn’t have his blaster. They fired at him, but Nero was diving and running from side to side, slowly coming closer with his vicious axe. Two bullets hit him in the shoulder, and he pulled back slightly, still constantly moving.
“Damn it! Stay still so I can shoot you!” Blablob screamed and tried another shot for the head. The shot zipped harmlessly past Nero, frustrating Blablob more. “Their armor is thick as hell! It takes a couple fires to even pierce it!”
“Aim for the unarmored spots,” Zunar said casually as he flinched when Alucard shot a warning fire at the dunes. Sand flew everywhere, but Zunar threw their element blocker down, just behind the dune so that it would not be visible. “That way-“
Four suddenly teleported, blue sparks flying out of him as he crashed towards the sand at great speed. Nin10mode ran over to Four, helping him up.
“Damn that Microphone! He had a second blaster pointing my way!” He sputtered out a bunch of sand then started shaking off the rest. “I barely saw it under his arm. How he knew where I was is beyond me!” He stalked up towards the top of the dune and stood in plain view. He started rapid firing at Alucard, as Nero and Microphone had returned to cover. Alucard, even with his bulky armor, danced around the bullets and even got time to taunt them, slapping his rear end and dancing for a bit.
“Can’t you teleport again?” Nin10mode said, as they all hid behind the dunes again.
“Nah. I can only use my special five times in one arena…” Four was breathing heavily, and his right shoulder and leg were fairly singed. It had seemed as if he barely dodged the blaster hit.
“Looks like we’ve got more company…,” Zunar said, looking through his scope, which barely overlooked the dune. Everyone turned to look, and even without their rifles, they could clearly see another orange figure standing at the top of the large mounds of sand on the opposite side of the ruins. “MoY’s back.”
“Are you having some troubles?” A calm voice from behind made them all jump. Everyone turned around to see where the voice came from, and was shocked to see, in all green apparels, with two blades sheathed on both hips. It was Superyoshi, standing in a relaxed pose. “Thought I could offer you some of my… Help.”
“What are you doing here?” Four spoke with a hint of threat, but also with a look of curiosity. To stand defenseless in front of five sniper rifles, either he was very stupid, or he was very confident. “And why would you help us?”
“My my… I just wanted to help you guys… After all, I have one thing you all seem to lack.” He paused for a moment, waiting for someone to say something, but all the Nightcrashers stayed silent. “I can help you get a good shot, so long as those rifles aren’t just for show.”
Four looked at the other Nightcrashers, their faces just as curious as his. His internal voices were ringing with suspicion, but he knew that he had to take the benefit of doubt. He nods and looks at Superyoshi. “We’re listening, but how are you going to occupy four hulking Destructors without them tearing you and your little needle fighters into pieces?”
“I already am,” he said, folding his arms with a smile. Superyoshi acted as if trying to see over the dune, which was too high for him to see the ruins. “Perhaps if you just… Looked over the ledge…”
It was dark and damp. The smell was all that Volcove felt. The constant dripping of a water drop from some unknown source… Where the hell was it coming from? Gosh, why is his hands in the air? Oh how I wish to put them down, but for some reason, I can’t… I try again, with all my might, but it seems as if instead of my hands going down from the air, my body is rising… Huh… That’s weird.
Click. What’s that sound? Click. That constant water drop is getting really annoying. Click. That’s definitely not water. Click. Click. Okay, whoever is doing that needs to stop. Click. CLANK!
Volcove started with extreme pain to the side of his head, his right ear ringing from the strike. He screamed and tried jerking, only to find that his hands were bound by rope hanging from the ceiling. The rope was just long enough that he could stand, but he had to have his arms outstretched and together. The clicking continued, and Volcove turned but couldn’t see anything. To his right, he heard the constant clicking, but darkness consumed him.
“You all right there?” That voice seemed familiar… But Volcove’s ear was still ringing, and he could barely hear the speaker. “Sorry… I might’ve hit you with these chains… Just trying to… Argh…”
“Krazy?” Volcove gasped weakly, suddenly realizing how dry his throat was. His voice barely came out as a croak. He heard a jingle of chains for a moment, then stopped.
“Who else? You’ve been sleeping for too long. It’s been a day since we’ve been here.” Krazy started jingling her chains again. Then came another click.
“What are you trying to do?” Volcove tried adjusting to the darkness, but wherever they were, it was truly dark.
“There are old iron bars in front of us. Stone walls all around. For the Ban Hall, this kind of sucks… I’m trying to see if I can get a grasp of the iron bars. These chains seem so weakly supported to the ceiling, it’s clicking like mad. Maybe if I can…” A groan of iron was heard over the jingling and the clicking. “Ah! That sounds nice!”
“Wait a minute… Why are we in the Band Hall?” Volcove said in exasperation.
“B-band hall? Ban Hall. I think I may have hit you in the head a bit hard.” Krazy had a slight apologetic tone to the last part. Volcove shook his head and tried to sort things out.
They had been taken to a room somewhere in the VAGs building… He couldn’t remember where, there were so many doors… But he remembered being greeted by a tall man in an army uniform, with thousands of badges and a very stern face. Yoshikid had escorted them there, then suddenly…
“What the hell did we do wrong?” Volcove rose his eyebrow, and was replied by another groan of metal and more clicking. He could feel the wind as Krazy swung around, and she stilled herself once again.
“Come again?” She started to swing again.
“Wait… So we get to infiltrate a building, and without a chance to leave and forget it ever happened, we just get thrown into the Ban Hall? And why am I tied with ropes and you with chains?” He tried to see Krazy as she swung back and forth, catching her legs between the bars and trying to rip off the chain.
“Umm… Something about… Restricted area… And I was…” Krazy did one last pull and Volcove heard a snap and metal rings hitting the floor. “I was… Umm… Being too loud or something. Man. They really should refurbish this place. Those chains were years old, a baby could break through those.”
Volcove ignored the last comment. “I take it you’ve broken out of many chains in your lifetime?” He said dryly as she started to work on the rope that tied Volcove’s hands.
“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know.” Krazy teased as the ropes came loose. Volcove shook his head and tried to look around in the darkness.
“Know your way out? Because I can’t see a single thing. Don’t know how you knew there were bars there.”
“The guards had to open them and such. I didn’t hear any key, seems like it just…” She pulled on the bars and they squealed and screamed as they slid open. “…Slides.”
They groped around the darkness blindly for ten minutes, finding that there are other bars that led to cells, but it seemed as if nobody occupied them, for the entire place was quiet. The Ban Hall had a rule where if a convict were to leave, they could leave but are never allowed within a mile of Runouw.com. Staying in the Ban Hall for an amount of time could give them a chance to redeem themselves. Lately though, the Ban Hall people have been left there for good, never again seeing the light of day.
“It’s surprising they don’t have any guards…,” Volcove said softly, not knowing why. Krazy led Volcove, as she seemed to have better view in the darkness, and they moved slowly as they confirmed there was no obstruction in front of them before advancing.
“Maybe they all went on break of something. So many happy smiley new people, I doubt any of them are going to get banned,” Krazy quickly whispered back. Volcove didn’t reply, but instead looked ahead. It took a few minutes of silent traveling before Volcove realized what he was looking at.
“Is that… Light?” A dim light down the long hall marked a destination, and Krazy and Volcove quickened their pace to reach the light. The hall seemed to keep going, but finally, as they reached closer to the light, they knew that it was-
“The outside!” Krazy said with peppiness, and they started running.
The Ban Hall was an enormous prison situated just on the outskirts of Runouw.com, away from anybody’s wandering eyes. Although there were the occasional loved ones, not many hung around this daunting building. Only the guards stayed there, and even they were rumored to just be robotics supplied by Runouw.
But even with these rumors, Krazy and Volcove were in shock when they took their steps into the dazzling sunlight. The wide court yard which was the front of the building was surrounded by a high wall. But the vastness of the courtyard and walls weren’t what surprised them, but what was going on within them.
Hundreds of people clad in white armor with a blue R insignia on their backs occupied marched and shouted around on the dirt ground of the courtyard. They carried rifles and machine guns of all sorts. Krazy quickly pulled Volcove back into the dark as she noticed army men slowly approaching them.
“Whew…,” Krazy said as they became consumed by the darkness again. “Doesn’t look like they saw us.”
“I don’t think all of them are just to keep us in…” Volcove was in shock as he heard the constant footsteps at marching pace. “Since when did Runouw have an army?”
“Never. I was here about a month ago and it was a complete ghost town.” Volcove rose his eyebrow at Krazy, but didn’t say anything. “This is bad though. How are we going to get out?”
Just then, Volcove grunted in pain as something hit him over the head, light enough to ache, but hard enough to disorient. Before he had time to react, he felt a cold blade press against his neck as somebody grabbed his arm tightly. “Krazy!” He whispered, as he was afraid they had been caught.
“Don’t move, or I'll kill him,” said a voice, full of contempt. There was little light, being this far away from the entrance, but Volcove could see Krazy tense up, but not move a muscle as she glared at the man who had taken hostage of Volcove.
“Now… That’s good. I’ve come to help you two.” It was a man, not too deep of a voice but not a child’s. Krazy was about to say something, but the man held up his hand. Even in the darkness, Volcove made out a thin glove that he was wearing, and on the back of the glove was a small red insignia of an S. “You may not believe it, but if you don’t take my offer, I’ll leave without you two. I don’t think you’ll fair well against the trained corp of Runouw’s.”
“Who are you?” Krazy said incredulously.
The man let go of Volcove and he backed away. Volcove whirled around and got defensive in case the man was actually feigning peace. He had short, snow white hair and wore a full black suit, made for traveling lightly and quietly. He couldn’t see the man’s face, as a bandana covered his eyes, but he could see that the stranger’s mouth was curled in a smile.
“You do not know me, nor does anyone else in this city. But I… I know a man whom you know. A great man. Now... Are we going to waste time, or do you want to get the hell out of here?”
Neither Krazy nor Volcove moved from their tensed spots, instead staring down the man. He only seemed to have a dagger in his right hand, but what else could be concealed? The man sighed in what seemed to be annoyance, and did something they didn’t expect. He pulled out two handguns, which of course, alerted Krazy and Volcove, but then he flipped them around and grabbed them by the barrels, gesturing for Krazy and Volcove to take the guns.
“Look, how about this. I’ll lead you guys out, which was my mission to do, and I give you these guns. All I have is a dagger, and if I double cross you, you can always shoot me much faster than I can cut you,” he said in such a matter-of-fact way that the two were taken aback. Hesitantly they grabbed the guns and examined them.
Krazy still eyed the man suspiciously. “What’s your name?”
The man smiled again and then looked towards the entrance, the footsteps still faint in the distance. “I’ve discarded any name I used to have. You may call me… 11.”
Brando’s insides were screaming to retreat. Anything to get out of the four enormous blasters pointed right at him. The Destructors all had their eyes focused on Brando, who was defenseless with his sword sheathed and his gun away.
“Look guys, just a simple treaty for now, and we’ll take out the Berserkers and Nightcrashers for sure.” Brando chuckled and on the outside seemed calm and almost nonchalant, but his insides were turning as he waited for their reply.
Microphone looked at the others before turning to him. “How can we trust you?”
“Because look. I’m standing right out in the open, and I haven’t been shot yet,” Brando said with a smile. He was standing in the open, while the Destructors had their backs to the pillar they had used for cover. “Look, we have all the others ready to engage the Nightcrashers. From two sides, it should be easy pickings.”
The other Destructors nodded their heads in agreement, but Microphone grimaced. To have a temporary ally was to always have to keep one eye on them. But… They were at an impasse versus the Nightcrashers, and it seemed as if he had no choice.
“Fine. Just for now,” Microphone said with finality.
“Alright, it’s simple. We have three EKs hiding behind the Nightcrashers, and Suyo is distracting the Nightcrashers. We have more than enough time to give them a surprise.” The Destructors had their eyebrows raised at the plan Brando had just suggested. There were so many flaws, and they didn’t trust Brando yet.
When none of them moved, Brando sighed again and started walking up the dune where the Nightcrashers laid hidden. The Destructors looked at each other again, and then turned to Microphone, who was watching Brando walk up.
“Guess we’ll have to go with him,” Microphone said to the others, who obviously did not enjoy the decision. “At the first sign of something suspicious, I give you complete permission to blow him to pieces.” That made them a bit happier, enough for them to trudge silently up towards the dune.
“Shh…,” Suyo said to the Nightcrashers, who had taken position to the right and left of the dune, the top being empty.
“They’ll suspect fire from the top if anywhere,” Four had suggested, and Suyo was inclined to agree. “Wait for them to get midway to the top. That’ll give less chance for them to hide.” Four whispered through the OGE now.
“I’ve got MoY,” Nin10mode whispered.
“Alucard,” Blablob responded.
“Nero,” Zunar grinned as his heart started racing.
“Microphone…,” Azn said, although Four quickly responded.
“No… I’ll get him. Azn, wait for a second shot if it’s needed.”
“Yessir.”
“Alright then,” Four saw that they had nearly reached the top of the dune. Everyone inched further into the open for a better view. “Slowly now. Sudden movements attract attention. All simultaneously now.”
Everyone had their guns pointed at the heads of their respectful targets, which was much easier as Brando had slowed down and they were at a much slower pace.
“Everyone fire on 3. One…” They had nearly reached the top.
“Two…” Suyo stood just behind the dunes, and would be the first thing they would see when they reached the top. All they would see is him looking down at the sand, with a devilish smile.
“Three.” All at once, four sniper rifles cracked in the air, and all four Destructors fell into the ground. Not a single chance was given, but Four swore he saw Microphone turn just before he had fired. His eyes stared daggers as he fell along with the rest of his team.
“Excellent work,” Suyo said as he rose from the cover of the dune and started to examine the bodies. They were all slowly dissipating, and a loud cannon shot was heard, four of them overlapping the others. The Nightcrashers went to join him, and look at their handiwork as it dissipated. But one body was not dissipating as quickly. The body of Microphone.
That’s when Brando noticed the blaster, which was dug into the sand, barrel first. A dark blue energy started to glow within the entire gun. Slowly, the glow became brighter until it was blinding. Everyone saw that something was going to happen a second before it did. “Take cover!” Suyo yelled as everyone dived away from MIC’s Blaster.
An enormous beam erupted out of it, making contact with the ground and causing a giant dome of energy to explode. Everyone was blasted away as a brilliant show of light left an enormous crater on the ground. Sand ran everywhere and tried to fill the enormous pockmark that had been left by MIC’s dying gift. The Nightcrashers were disoriented. They stood in a bunch together all turned to look at the crater that had been left.
Four was the first to feel a plunge of a blade pierce through him, and the rest were followed as they saw a green blade strike through the back of their bodies. Energy flowed out of them as they fell to the grounds one by one, and Brandobrawl, Kimonio, Ayrayen, and Buffooner stood over them.
With the last amount of energy, Four turned to Suyo, who’s blade had been pulled out of Four’s torso. “Wh-Why?” He gasped.
Suyo stared at Four for a moment, then spoke slowly. “Never use a stick for a weapon, when you have not seen the entire tree. It could easily fall apart.”
And with that, Suyo and the rest of the EK’s turned around and walked away from the crater, and away from Four’s body, blowing in the wind like the sand around him.
”Runouw you poor, poor idiot. If only your intelligence had extended outside of the boundaries of technology… No… Perhaps nothing would have changed… If it were not for that damn stubborn personality, we wouldn’t have these creations to start with… Well… What has been done is irreversible. How do you feel, Rob?”
“Fine, sir.”
“… Nothing feels out of place?”
“All of my bodily functions seem to be working properly.”
“… Very well… So how much time do you think until we can pull them out?”
“With the rate of their body growth, and the length of their games, I would have to estimate that the final game could be the one after this one.”
“What have you planned for the final game?”
“A labyrinth.”
“Ah, fine, fine. That works. Hmm… Runouw, now that I can figure out everything, I’m not quite sure where to start… You… I don’t know how he was able to create or obtain whatever hell-spawned concoction he did… But… It did the trick.”
Microphone closed his eyes for a moment, envisioning his layout. His heart thumped slightly, but he took a whiff of the desert air and exhaled slowly. Nero and Alucard looked at him, complete trust in their eyes. He nodded towards Nero, who had a look of determination. “Alright, better do it now before they start thinking otherwise.” Microphone silently signaled them, and they immediately ran off.
Nero ran to the right of where the group of Nightcrashers were facing, while Alucard ran to the left. Before the Nightcrashers could react with a shot at this seemingly reckless attack, Microphone stood from the cover with his blast faced towards where the Nightcrashers hid behind the dune. His complete exposure to enemy fire was too tempting for the Nightcrashers, and they all fired a shot at Microphone.
A second before, Microphone had fired from his blaster, launching straight at the ground about ten feet in front of him, causing a huge explosion of sand and Microphone to fly back from the shockwave. The Nightcrashers bullets flew harmlessly by as Microphone slowly got up from his kneeling position. His back now completely exposed to any sniper that could be in the area.
Which Four was already there, his rifle aimed directly for the back of Microphone. Even at the distance, he was sure that he would hit. But, Four knew that a rushed shot could cause an unnecessary blunder, and breathed deeply before he squeezed the trigger. As if Microphone had heard that inhale of air over the rain of sand, he smiled at himself, still in a half kneeling position.
The Nightcrashers were slightly confused, but didn’t waste any time. They got up and took aim at Nero, who didn’t have his blaster. They fired at him, but Nero was diving and running from side to side, slowly coming closer with his vicious axe. Two bullets hit him in the shoulder, and he pulled back slightly, still constantly moving.
“Damn it! Stay still so I can shoot you!” Blablob screamed and tried another shot for the head. The shot zipped harmlessly past Nero, frustrating Blablob more. “Their armor is thick as hell! It takes a couple fires to even pierce it!”
“Aim for the unarmored spots,” Zunar said casually as he flinched when Alucard shot a warning fire at the dunes. Sand flew everywhere, but Zunar threw their element blocker down, just behind the dune so that it would not be visible. “That way-“
Four suddenly teleported, blue sparks flying out of him as he crashed towards the sand at great speed. Nin10mode ran over to Four, helping him up.
“Damn that Microphone! He had a second blaster pointing my way!” He sputtered out a bunch of sand then started shaking off the rest. “I barely saw it under his arm. How he knew where I was is beyond me!” He stalked up towards the top of the dune and stood in plain view. He started rapid firing at Alucard, as Nero and Microphone had returned to cover. Alucard, even with his bulky armor, danced around the bullets and even got time to taunt them, slapping his rear end and dancing for a bit.
“Can’t you teleport again?” Nin10mode said, as they all hid behind the dunes again.
“Nah. I can only use my special five times in one arena…” Four was breathing heavily, and his right shoulder and leg were fairly singed. It had seemed as if he barely dodged the blaster hit.
“Looks like we’ve got more company…,” Zunar said, looking through his scope, which barely overlooked the dune. Everyone turned to look, and even without their rifles, they could clearly see another orange figure standing at the top of the large mounds of sand on the opposite side of the ruins. “MoY’s back.”
“Are you having some troubles?” A calm voice from behind made them all jump. Everyone turned around to see where the voice came from, and was shocked to see, in all green apparels, with two blades sheathed on both hips. It was Superyoshi, standing in a relaxed pose. “Thought I could offer you some of my… Help.”
“What are you doing here?” Four spoke with a hint of threat, but also with a look of curiosity. To stand defenseless in front of five sniper rifles, either he was very stupid, or he was very confident. “And why would you help us?”
“My my… I just wanted to help you guys… After all, I have one thing you all seem to lack.” He paused for a moment, waiting for someone to say something, but all the Nightcrashers stayed silent. “I can help you get a good shot, so long as those rifles aren’t just for show.”
Four looked at the other Nightcrashers, their faces just as curious as his. His internal voices were ringing with suspicion, but he knew that he had to take the benefit of doubt. He nods and looks at Superyoshi. “We’re listening, but how are you going to occupy four hulking Destructors without them tearing you and your little needle fighters into pieces?”
“I already am,” he said, folding his arms with a smile. Superyoshi acted as if trying to see over the dune, which was too high for him to see the ruins. “Perhaps if you just… Looked over the ledge…”
It was dark and damp. The smell was all that Volcove felt. The constant dripping of a water drop from some unknown source… Where the hell was it coming from? Gosh, why is his hands in the air? Oh how I wish to put them down, but for some reason, I can’t… I try again, with all my might, but it seems as if instead of my hands going down from the air, my body is rising… Huh… That’s weird.
Click. What’s that sound? Click. That constant water drop is getting really annoying. Click. That’s definitely not water. Click. Click. Okay, whoever is doing that needs to stop. Click. CLANK!
Volcove started with extreme pain to the side of his head, his right ear ringing from the strike. He screamed and tried jerking, only to find that his hands were bound by rope hanging from the ceiling. The rope was just long enough that he could stand, but he had to have his arms outstretched and together. The clicking continued, and Volcove turned but couldn’t see anything. To his right, he heard the constant clicking, but darkness consumed him.
“You all right there?” That voice seemed familiar… But Volcove’s ear was still ringing, and he could barely hear the speaker. “Sorry… I might’ve hit you with these chains… Just trying to… Argh…”
“Krazy?” Volcove gasped weakly, suddenly realizing how dry his throat was. His voice barely came out as a croak. He heard a jingle of chains for a moment, then stopped.
“Who else? You’ve been sleeping for too long. It’s been a day since we’ve been here.” Krazy started jingling her chains again. Then came another click.
“What are you trying to do?” Volcove tried adjusting to the darkness, but wherever they were, it was truly dark.
“There are old iron bars in front of us. Stone walls all around. For the Ban Hall, this kind of sucks… I’m trying to see if I can get a grasp of the iron bars. These chains seem so weakly supported to the ceiling, it’s clicking like mad. Maybe if I can…” A groan of iron was heard over the jingling and the clicking. “Ah! That sounds nice!”
“Wait a minute… Why are we in the Band Hall?” Volcove said in exasperation.
“B-band hall? Ban Hall. I think I may have hit you in the head a bit hard.” Krazy had a slight apologetic tone to the last part. Volcove shook his head and tried to sort things out.
They had been taken to a room somewhere in the VAGs building… He couldn’t remember where, there were so many doors… But he remembered being greeted by a tall man in an army uniform, with thousands of badges and a very stern face. Yoshikid had escorted them there, then suddenly…
“What the hell did we do wrong?” Volcove rose his eyebrow, and was replied by another groan of metal and more clicking. He could feel the wind as Krazy swung around, and she stilled herself once again.
“Come again?” She started to swing again.
“Wait… So we get to infiltrate a building, and without a chance to leave and forget it ever happened, we just get thrown into the Ban Hall? And why am I tied with ropes and you with chains?” He tried to see Krazy as she swung back and forth, catching her legs between the bars and trying to rip off the chain.
“Umm… Something about… Restricted area… And I was…” Krazy did one last pull and Volcove heard a snap and metal rings hitting the floor. “I was… Umm… Being too loud or something. Man. They really should refurbish this place. Those chains were years old, a baby could break through those.”
Volcove ignored the last comment. “I take it you’ve broken out of many chains in your lifetime?” He said dryly as she started to work on the rope that tied Volcove’s hands.
“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know.” Krazy teased as the ropes came loose. Volcove shook his head and tried to look around in the darkness.
“Know your way out? Because I can’t see a single thing. Don’t know how you knew there were bars there.”
“The guards had to open them and such. I didn’t hear any key, seems like it just…” She pulled on the bars and they squealed and screamed as they slid open. “…Slides.”
They groped around the darkness blindly for ten minutes, finding that there are other bars that led to cells, but it seemed as if nobody occupied them, for the entire place was quiet. The Ban Hall had a rule where if a convict were to leave, they could leave but are never allowed within a mile of Runouw.com. Staying in the Ban Hall for an amount of time could give them a chance to redeem themselves. Lately though, the Ban Hall people have been left there for good, never again seeing the light of day.
“It’s surprising they don’t have any guards…,” Volcove said softly, not knowing why. Krazy led Volcove, as she seemed to have better view in the darkness, and they moved slowly as they confirmed there was no obstruction in front of them before advancing.
“Maybe they all went on break of something. So many happy smiley new people, I doubt any of them are going to get banned,” Krazy quickly whispered back. Volcove didn’t reply, but instead looked ahead. It took a few minutes of silent traveling before Volcove realized what he was looking at.
“Is that… Light?” A dim light down the long hall marked a destination, and Krazy and Volcove quickened their pace to reach the light. The hall seemed to keep going, but finally, as they reached closer to the light, they knew that it was-
“The outside!” Krazy said with peppiness, and they started running.
The Ban Hall was an enormous prison situated just on the outskirts of Runouw.com, away from anybody’s wandering eyes. Although there were the occasional loved ones, not many hung around this daunting building. Only the guards stayed there, and even they were rumored to just be robotics supplied by Runouw.
But even with these rumors, Krazy and Volcove were in shock when they took their steps into the dazzling sunlight. The wide court yard which was the front of the building was surrounded by a high wall. But the vastness of the courtyard and walls weren’t what surprised them, but what was going on within them.
Hundreds of people clad in white armor with a blue R insignia on their backs occupied marched and shouted around on the dirt ground of the courtyard. They carried rifles and machine guns of all sorts. Krazy quickly pulled Volcove back into the dark as she noticed army men slowly approaching them.
“Whew…,” Krazy said as they became consumed by the darkness again. “Doesn’t look like they saw us.”
“I don’t think all of them are just to keep us in…” Volcove was in shock as he heard the constant footsteps at marching pace. “Since when did Runouw have an army?”
“Never. I was here about a month ago and it was a complete ghost town.” Volcove rose his eyebrow at Krazy, but didn’t say anything. “This is bad though. How are we going to get out?”
Just then, Volcove grunted in pain as something hit him over the head, light enough to ache, but hard enough to disorient. Before he had time to react, he felt a cold blade press against his neck as somebody grabbed his arm tightly. “Krazy!” He whispered, as he was afraid they had been caught.
“Don’t move, or I'll kill him,” said a voice, full of contempt. There was little light, being this far away from the entrance, but Volcove could see Krazy tense up, but not move a muscle as she glared at the man who had taken hostage of Volcove.
“Now… That’s good. I’ve come to help you two.” It was a man, not too deep of a voice but not a child’s. Krazy was about to say something, but the man held up his hand. Even in the darkness, Volcove made out a thin glove that he was wearing, and on the back of the glove was a small red insignia of an S. “You may not believe it, but if you don’t take my offer, I’ll leave without you two. I don’t think you’ll fair well against the trained corp of Runouw’s.”
“Who are you?” Krazy said incredulously.
The man let go of Volcove and he backed away. Volcove whirled around and got defensive in case the man was actually feigning peace. He had short, snow white hair and wore a full black suit, made for traveling lightly and quietly. He couldn’t see the man’s face, as a bandana covered his eyes, but he could see that the stranger’s mouth was curled in a smile.
“You do not know me, nor does anyone else in this city. But I… I know a man whom you know. A great man. Now... Are we going to waste time, or do you want to get the hell out of here?”
Neither Krazy nor Volcove moved from their tensed spots, instead staring down the man. He only seemed to have a dagger in his right hand, but what else could be concealed? The man sighed in what seemed to be annoyance, and did something they didn’t expect. He pulled out two handguns, which of course, alerted Krazy and Volcove, but then he flipped them around and grabbed them by the barrels, gesturing for Krazy and Volcove to take the guns.
“Look, how about this. I’ll lead you guys out, which was my mission to do, and I give you these guns. All I have is a dagger, and if I double cross you, you can always shoot me much faster than I can cut you,” he said in such a matter-of-fact way that the two were taken aback. Hesitantly they grabbed the guns and examined them.
Krazy still eyed the man suspiciously. “What’s your name?”
The man smiled again and then looked towards the entrance, the footsteps still faint in the distance. “I’ve discarded any name I used to have. You may call me… 11.”
Brando’s insides were screaming to retreat. Anything to get out of the four enormous blasters pointed right at him. The Destructors all had their eyes focused on Brando, who was defenseless with his sword sheathed and his gun away.
“Look guys, just a simple treaty for now, and we’ll take out the Berserkers and Nightcrashers for sure.” Brando chuckled and on the outside seemed calm and almost nonchalant, but his insides were turning as he waited for their reply.
Microphone looked at the others before turning to him. “How can we trust you?”
“Because look. I’m standing right out in the open, and I haven’t been shot yet,” Brando said with a smile. He was standing in the open, while the Destructors had their backs to the pillar they had used for cover. “Look, we have all the others ready to engage the Nightcrashers. From two sides, it should be easy pickings.”
The other Destructors nodded their heads in agreement, but Microphone grimaced. To have a temporary ally was to always have to keep one eye on them. But… They were at an impasse versus the Nightcrashers, and it seemed as if he had no choice.
“Fine. Just for now,” Microphone said with finality.
“Alright, it’s simple. We have three EKs hiding behind the Nightcrashers, and Suyo is distracting the Nightcrashers. We have more than enough time to give them a surprise.” The Destructors had their eyebrows raised at the plan Brando had just suggested. There were so many flaws, and they didn’t trust Brando yet.
When none of them moved, Brando sighed again and started walking up the dune where the Nightcrashers laid hidden. The Destructors looked at each other again, and then turned to Microphone, who was watching Brando walk up.
“Guess we’ll have to go with him,” Microphone said to the others, who obviously did not enjoy the decision. “At the first sign of something suspicious, I give you complete permission to blow him to pieces.” That made them a bit happier, enough for them to trudge silently up towards the dune.
“Shh…,” Suyo said to the Nightcrashers, who had taken position to the right and left of the dune, the top being empty.
“They’ll suspect fire from the top if anywhere,” Four had suggested, and Suyo was inclined to agree. “Wait for them to get midway to the top. That’ll give less chance for them to hide.” Four whispered through the OGE now.
“I’ve got MoY,” Nin10mode whispered.
“Alucard,” Blablob responded.
“Nero,” Zunar grinned as his heart started racing.
“Microphone…,” Azn said, although Four quickly responded.
“No… I’ll get him. Azn, wait for a second shot if it’s needed.”
“Yessir.”
“Alright then,” Four saw that they had nearly reached the top of the dune. Everyone inched further into the open for a better view. “Slowly now. Sudden movements attract attention. All simultaneously now.”
Everyone had their guns pointed at the heads of their respectful targets, which was much easier as Brando had slowed down and they were at a much slower pace.
“Everyone fire on 3. One…” They had nearly reached the top.
“Two…” Suyo stood just behind the dunes, and would be the first thing they would see when they reached the top. All they would see is him looking down at the sand, with a devilish smile.
“Three.” All at once, four sniper rifles cracked in the air, and all four Destructors fell into the ground. Not a single chance was given, but Four swore he saw Microphone turn just before he had fired. His eyes stared daggers as he fell along with the rest of his team.
“Excellent work,” Suyo said as he rose from the cover of the dune and started to examine the bodies. They were all slowly dissipating, and a loud cannon shot was heard, four of them overlapping the others. The Nightcrashers went to join him, and look at their handiwork as it dissipated. But one body was not dissipating as quickly. The body of Microphone.
That’s when Brando noticed the blaster, which was dug into the sand, barrel first. A dark blue energy started to glow within the entire gun. Slowly, the glow became brighter until it was blinding. Everyone saw that something was going to happen a second before it did. “Take cover!” Suyo yelled as everyone dived away from MIC’s Blaster.
An enormous beam erupted out of it, making contact with the ground and causing a giant dome of energy to explode. Everyone was blasted away as a brilliant show of light left an enormous crater on the ground. Sand ran everywhere and tried to fill the enormous pockmark that had been left by MIC’s dying gift. The Nightcrashers were disoriented. They stood in a bunch together all turned to look at the crater that had been left.
Four was the first to feel a plunge of a blade pierce through him, and the rest were followed as they saw a green blade strike through the back of their bodies. Energy flowed out of them as they fell to the grounds one by one, and Brandobrawl, Kimonio, Ayrayen, and Buffooner stood over them.
With the last amount of energy, Four turned to Suyo, who’s blade had been pulled out of Four’s torso. “Wh-Why?” He gasped.
Suyo stared at Four for a moment, then spoke slowly. “Never use a stick for a weapon, when you have not seen the entire tree. It could easily fall apart.”
And with that, Suyo and the rest of the EK’s turned around and walked away from the crater, and away from Four’s body, blowing in the wind like the sand around him.
Chapter 18: show
Chapter 18: Krazy and Volcove
”Where were you MoY?”
“I got lost on my way back.”
“What? Well… Perhaps that wouldn’t have made such a big difference… But… Damn. I can’t believe I trusted them…”
“It seems like the Nightcrashers fell too. Damn those EKs….”
“Well… Did you find anything of value, MoY?”
“Umm… Well… No…”
11 led the way as Krazy and Volcove followed. In one of the cells there was a portion of the wall that was actually hinged and went into a secret tunnel. It wasn’t the greatest fit, but they were able to squeeze into the tunnel.
“The tunnel was made when the Ban Hall was first erected. It was made as a bypass of the security system,” 11 said quietly as they took a sharp turn around the corner. He stopped and motioned for them to do the same. Volcove and Krazy looked at each other and waited for a moment as 11 pulled out a flashlight. As light shined into the dark tunnel, the two realized that the narrow tunnel was now widening out a slight bit, and also sloped downwards.
“It snakes under the ground and out into the outskirts of Runouw.com.” The trio walked in silence for a while, only their footsteps making sounds as it echoed through the dark and narrow passage. Krazy finally spoke up, a slight bit timid speaking to this silent man.
“Excuse me… Who are you?” Krazy stopped in her tracks and Volcove, who had been following behind Krazy, suddenly had to stop as well. 11 turned around and looked at the two.
“A friend,” he said briefly. The black band that covered his eyes was too thick to see through, and even now, 11 wasn’t facing directly towards them. Volcove realized at that moment that he was blind. “I was sent here for the sole purpose of getting you two out, although I was surprised to see you two had already broken out of the cell.”
Krazy shrugged at that, then pressed forward with her questions. “Why?” The one word echoed through the tunnel. 11 stood for a minute, faced towards the wall. Then speaking, he continued down the passage with his flashlight.
“We need you to go into the VAG building again.”
“Well… The only reason that we were able to get in was because Runouw doubted anyone would actually try to break in,” Volcove said with an eyebrow raised to the back of 11. “But I’m guessing he’s probably upped the security since we’ve gone in.”
“That’s fine. I can help if we come into any force.” 11’s nonchalant attitude surprised Volcove and Krazy. They again stopped in the middle of the corridor. 11 stopped as well, noticing the absence of footsteps behind him.
“What?” Krazy’s disbelief was evident in her voice. “What makes you think we’ll help a random… stranger break into Runouw’s top secret information?”
“Because we’re trying to save lives.” Krazy was thrown off by this answer. Save lives? What the hell did that mean? 11 shook his head.
“Who…” Krazy began,” Who’s this we that you’re talking about?” Again, 11 was silent for a moment before answering. The silence irritated Krazy.
“Perhaps later, you will learn. But right now, you must know one thing… I am not the enemy.”
“Then who is?!” Krazy yelled angrily. “I’m guessing it’s obviously the man who has his insignia attached to the back of those damn soldiers we saw out front?!”
Volcove was surprised at the angry outburst, and even more so when he heard a quick shuffle of sound. Krazy had the her handgun pointed at 11. He didn’t even seem phased by the gun pointing at him. In fact, he was walking even closer to Krazy.
“No,” 11 calmly said. “But… You have seen some of his handiwork.” It was true, and Krazy did nothing but glare at 11. The vision of the burning body was still imprinted in their minds. “I’m sure you have some suspicions?”
“You’re not telling me that Runouw is building weapons of war?” Krazy and Volcove looked incredulously at 11, but he didn’t deny it.
“Runouw…” The passage started to open up to a small nook. “Here, we’ll rest here for a bit.” They sat down and 11 protruded a small bag that was hooked onto his back. He tossed a piece of bread at Krazy and Volcove.
“Runouw… He was a great inventor. A great researcher. He made technological advances far beyond anything that anyone could think of in the modern world… Of course, you’ve seen his handiwork with what he did with the games that the community of Runouw.com played. Those were but a fraction compared to what he had been working on for years. Since he was a child, he had been working on it.”
“The Vorpal Annhilation Games?” Volcove knew that he was right before he got the nod of confirmation from 11.
“Yes. He was what you could say, a boy genius as a child. This had been something he had been working on for his entire life. His intelligence was of course, not undetected. When everyone heard of this child who was creating a virtual simulation program, everyone had to take a look at it. Countries all over the world wanted to take advantage of this. The boy that could create explosions out of nothing? What a powerful tool it would be… In war. In everything.
“So, of course, they tried to find a reason to capture Runouw, Rob. America was there first though, being the country he lived in. Of course, Runouw refused to help with create such weapons of destructions, he was a man who stood up for what he believed in even back then… But… The US army took no heed in this, and some of the corrupt members used their power in order to kidnap his family, his wife and kids that is, and threatened Runouw to work on the project.”
“But what is the project? Creation of new bioweapons?”
“Yes and no. The virtual reality simulator created real life objects in a controlled space. This meant that any object could be used as realistically as the real form of it, as long as the object stayed in the controlled space. But… What you witnessed was the second part of Runouw’s project. The one that he was forced to work on.
“Using the human as the seed, Runouw developed something called the growth pod. While in this growth pod, members are put into a slumber, in which their body slowly turns into something more or less along the lines of what you saw in the database.”
“Wait…,” Volcove stared at 11 in disbelief. “Are you telling me… That the people who are in the VAG building right now… They are being turned into… Those… Those things?!”
11 turned to Volcove and nodded slowly. “The US government used Runouw in order to create biological superweapons, and the easiest most efficient way was to use humans themselves as natural resources. I wouldn’t be surprised if they started to implement this into the army themselves…”
“So what do you want us to do about it?” Krazy stood up and looked down at 11.
“You are one of the best hackers in the world. We need you to steal the information from the database and erase it from their computer. This may not obliterate the entire operation, but it will be a setback for them.” 11 also stood up and motioned for them to continue.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Krazy spread her arms in a gesture of confusion. “How do we know you’re telling the truth? Sounds kind of shifty to me, I mean, you not telling us anything about who your working for or anything.”
11 again stood their quietly. He held something out to give to Krazy, it was a small red square disc. There was a small insignia printed on the disc, but Volcove couldn’t make it out. “This is what you’ll store the information on.”
Krazy gasped and stared at the disc, grabbing hold of it. “This is… This can’t be…” She grabbed it lightly and fell to her knees in what appeared to be shock. Volcove quickly was by her side, grabbing onto her shoulder.
“What is it?” Volcove asked, but all Krazy did was shake her head. She breathed deeply and stood up.
“Okay, fine. I’ll do it. I’ll help you hack into Runouw’s database.”
They walked for further into the tunnel, it narrowed a bit again and was heading uphill now. Volcove was whispering to Krazy.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Volcove said as he walked behind Krazy, who had been in deep thought for the entire time they had been walking uphill.
“I’ll ask you an age long question. Do you trust me?” Krazy whispered back. Volcove hesitated for a moment, thinking about the question. Then he nodded to himself.
“Yes. I trust you.”
She nodded, and they continued on in silence.
When finally, they saw light at the end of the tunnel, 11 started to slow his pace. “Careful,” he said. “They usually have patrol bots around this area.”
The two nodded and pulled out their handguns, while 11 unsheathed his long katana. They slowly crept to the entrance, and when they finally neared it, they hugged the wall. “I’ll go out first, you two follow when I give the OK.” He quickly moved out into the sunlight then moved around the corner and out of sight. Not moments later, he came back and nodded, gesturing for them that it was safe.
The brilliant sunlight caught them off-guard, they had been in the darkness for so long. The entrance was shrouded with vines, very difficult to see unless you were staring right at it. It was inside of a hill, only a fair hundred yards from the wall that divided Runouw.com with the rest of the world.
“The VAGs building isn’t far from here. We just need to get inside… You guys able to climb?” The two nodded and he pulled out a grappling hook. With a smooth toss, the hook latched onto the other side of the wall, and they quickly climbed over it.
“I’m surprised nobody watched over the walls.” Volcove leaped and landed on the other side of the wall on soft grass. They were in a park area of one of the designing buildings, one that wasn’t visited often.
“The walls were made just to keep spambots out, since they couldn’t climb. Anyways, unless you register, you can’t enter any of the buildings anyways, so there’s no true point to hop over the walls…,” 11 explained as he pulled the grappling hook down and ran over to the edge of the building to get a look around the corner.
“Unless you’re breaking into things,” Krazy said with a smile. They ran to catch up with 11, who had started running off without them. “The VAG building should be… Damn!” All of them ran to a nearby alley, which seemed to go straight across to another street. They heard a crowd of people walking down the streets, following one person who was leading them all.
“Guys! Guys! Calm down! I can’t give a tour with all of you guys yelling!” Mr_Saxman shook his head in disapproval as he guided a group of new members over to the Other Games section of the city. “These are the old games that were works of Runouw.” He pointed around the place, showing and describing each building. “They aren’t as heavily populated now, but they do have some great things. Go out and enjoy!” The new members ran off and started exploring at their own rate.
11, Krazy, and Volcove stood pressed against the shadows in the alley, watching as Mr. Saxman sighed and stretched from tiredness. He got a drink from a vendor machine and started walking over to the alley.
“We should get out of here,” Krazy whispered to 11, who was listening to Mr_Saxman’s footsteps. They hid behind a dumpster that was in the alley, all stacked up behind it. “I don’t think it would be best to be seen by anyone. Especially not a Level Mod like Mr_Saxman.”
11 was about to agree, but then hesitated for a minute. “Wait… Mr_Saxman?” he said it loud enough that the words echoed through the ally. Mr_Saxman instantly responded and jerked towards where the sound was coming from.
“Who’s there?” he said suspiciously. Krazy was furious at 11, but Volcove noticed something. 11 seemed like he knew what he was doing. Before he could ask, 11 quickly stood up and came out of cover, which shocked Mr. Saxman.
“You!” He pointed in surprise. Then he looked bewildered as Volcove and Krazy stood up. “What are you doing here with them?”
“No time for that, we need to get the VAG building.” Mr_Saxman stood in silence for a moment and then nodded.
“Go around the SM63 building. It’s… It’s empty now, and it’ll take you right behind the VAG building." Mr_Saxman turned around. “I didn’t see any of you guys, now go, quickly.” They ran off quickly, with Krazy giving one last thanks to Mr. Saxman before running off.
“What was that all about?” Krazy asked 11, who shook his head and didn’t say anything. They quickly ran to the SM63 building and went behind the entrance. The enormous building stretched quite far, and eventually, they started walking in order to keep energy. As they neared the end of the building, they saw the high chainlink fence that marked the edge of the VAG building.
“Come, quick,” 11 said, running off quickly and throwing the grappling hook at the wall. It easily caught onto the chain, and 11 gestured for the two to quickly climb up. The area around the VAGs building was still completely empty. It seemed as if there was no guards around the area still, despite their predictions before.
Wasting no time, they were at the back entrance in a flash, but this time, instead of an unlocked door, they found a hand scan lock. “What are we going to do about that?” Krazy looked at it carefully, making sure not to touch it. A wrong scan may set off an alarm. She was about to test one of the many buttons below the scanned when 11 walked forward and gestured for Krazy to move away.
“There’s always an easy way, and a hard way.” He said and brandished his katana. With one well placed slice, the metal door cut in half like butter. He kicked the door with force and the door fell off its hinges.
“Well there’s always that way.” Krazy rolled her eyes and ran through the hall, her gun ready at any moment. Volcove followed her, but 11 stayed back at the entrance.
“The alarm will set off. Don’t take too much time. I’ll cover the entrance, you guys do what you need to and quickly.” They nodded and ran to the door marked Observer Door.
Busting it open, Krazy pointed her gun and saw a figure making her yell out “Freeze!”
There was one guard that was standing over the monitors, and nobody else in the room. Volcove covered the door as Krazy had her gun pointed at the guard. The guard had his hands up, with a battle rifle slung across him. “Volcove, watch him.” Volcove quickly grabbed hold of the guard and disarmed the battle rifle he had been holding. Krazy started getting to work on the enormous observer screen.
“Done!” She said with a smile. It had only taken sheer seconds for Krazy to finish, and she quickly hopped out of the chair and grabbed the disc. “What do we do with this guy?” She looked at the guard.
Volcove looked at Krazy, then back at the guard, then back at Krazy. With one move, he used the butt of the handgun and knocked the guard out unconscious. “One guard?” He said in disbelief. Then he realized something. The back of his hand was beeping red with one word.
ALERT. REINFORCEMENTS ARRIVED.
“That’s not good.” Krazy and Volcove quickly ran off and went down the hallways to the back exit. They saw 11 with is sword out, but standing in a defensive position. They ran out but stopped as soon as they were out in the open.
The three of them were surrounded by more than a dozen armed guards, masked, dressed in white, with a blue R on the back of their uniforms.
“Well well, looks like the rats have returned.” A very broad and tall man in a green US Army suit stood in front of all the guards, facing 11. He had dozens of stars and piercing eyes that stared into them. “And what business do you have to come here again? Krazy? Volcove?”
They looked at each other in confusion. They had never met this man before, although his voice was familiar. Krazy was in thinking about this until the man walked calmly up to 11, who still had his sword out. As the US man got closer, 11 pointed his sword right at the man’s heart, in an obvious movement to not come closer. This movement caused all the guards to point their guns and ready them.
“I’ve never seen your face before… Who… Are you?” the man said with a glare at the blind warrior. 11 kept in silence, not moving his sword an inch. The blade was only a centimeter from the man’s chest, and a single move could pierce the man’s heart easily. “Well… I can’t allow any of you to escape again…” the man backed up and pointed a revolver at 11’s head, not wasting a second as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight towards 11.
With lightning fast movement that neither Krazy nor Volcove could see, 11 deflected the bullet with his blade, then pulled out a pellet and smashed it on the ground. A great waft of smoke streamed out of the pellet, and Krazy and Volcove were literally dragged by 11, his extraordinary strength and speed pulling them out of the smoke, through the coughing guards, and out of sight before the guards or the Colonel could figure out what happened.
”Where were you MoY?”
“I got lost on my way back.”
“What? Well… Perhaps that wouldn’t have made such a big difference… But… Damn. I can’t believe I trusted them…”
“It seems like the Nightcrashers fell too. Damn those EKs….”
“Well… Did you find anything of value, MoY?”
“Umm… Well… No…”
11 led the way as Krazy and Volcove followed. In one of the cells there was a portion of the wall that was actually hinged and went into a secret tunnel. It wasn’t the greatest fit, but they were able to squeeze into the tunnel.
“The tunnel was made when the Ban Hall was first erected. It was made as a bypass of the security system,” 11 said quietly as they took a sharp turn around the corner. He stopped and motioned for them to do the same. Volcove and Krazy looked at each other and waited for a moment as 11 pulled out a flashlight. As light shined into the dark tunnel, the two realized that the narrow tunnel was now widening out a slight bit, and also sloped downwards.
“It snakes under the ground and out into the outskirts of Runouw.com.” The trio walked in silence for a while, only their footsteps making sounds as it echoed through the dark and narrow passage. Krazy finally spoke up, a slight bit timid speaking to this silent man.
“Excuse me… Who are you?” Krazy stopped in her tracks and Volcove, who had been following behind Krazy, suddenly had to stop as well. 11 turned around and looked at the two.
“A friend,” he said briefly. The black band that covered his eyes was too thick to see through, and even now, 11 wasn’t facing directly towards them. Volcove realized at that moment that he was blind. “I was sent here for the sole purpose of getting you two out, although I was surprised to see you two had already broken out of the cell.”
Krazy shrugged at that, then pressed forward with her questions. “Why?” The one word echoed through the tunnel. 11 stood for a minute, faced towards the wall. Then speaking, he continued down the passage with his flashlight.
“We need you to go into the VAG building again.”
“Well… The only reason that we were able to get in was because Runouw doubted anyone would actually try to break in,” Volcove said with an eyebrow raised to the back of 11. “But I’m guessing he’s probably upped the security since we’ve gone in.”
“That’s fine. I can help if we come into any force.” 11’s nonchalant attitude surprised Volcove and Krazy. They again stopped in the middle of the corridor. 11 stopped as well, noticing the absence of footsteps behind him.
“What?” Krazy’s disbelief was evident in her voice. “What makes you think we’ll help a random… stranger break into Runouw’s top secret information?”
“Because we’re trying to save lives.” Krazy was thrown off by this answer. Save lives? What the hell did that mean? 11 shook his head.
“Who…” Krazy began,” Who’s this we that you’re talking about?” Again, 11 was silent for a moment before answering. The silence irritated Krazy.
“Perhaps later, you will learn. But right now, you must know one thing… I am not the enemy.”
“Then who is?!” Krazy yelled angrily. “I’m guessing it’s obviously the man who has his insignia attached to the back of those damn soldiers we saw out front?!”
Volcove was surprised at the angry outburst, and even more so when he heard a quick shuffle of sound. Krazy had the her handgun pointed at 11. He didn’t even seem phased by the gun pointing at him. In fact, he was walking even closer to Krazy.
“No,” 11 calmly said. “But… You have seen some of his handiwork.” It was true, and Krazy did nothing but glare at 11. The vision of the burning body was still imprinted in their minds. “I’m sure you have some suspicions?”
“You’re not telling me that Runouw is building weapons of war?” Krazy and Volcove looked incredulously at 11, but he didn’t deny it.
“Runouw…” The passage started to open up to a small nook. “Here, we’ll rest here for a bit.” They sat down and 11 protruded a small bag that was hooked onto his back. He tossed a piece of bread at Krazy and Volcove.
“Runouw… He was a great inventor. A great researcher. He made technological advances far beyond anything that anyone could think of in the modern world… Of course, you’ve seen his handiwork with what he did with the games that the community of Runouw.com played. Those were but a fraction compared to what he had been working on for years. Since he was a child, he had been working on it.”
“The Vorpal Annhilation Games?” Volcove knew that he was right before he got the nod of confirmation from 11.
“Yes. He was what you could say, a boy genius as a child. This had been something he had been working on for his entire life. His intelligence was of course, not undetected. When everyone heard of this child who was creating a virtual simulation program, everyone had to take a look at it. Countries all over the world wanted to take advantage of this. The boy that could create explosions out of nothing? What a powerful tool it would be… In war. In everything.
“So, of course, they tried to find a reason to capture Runouw, Rob. America was there first though, being the country he lived in. Of course, Runouw refused to help with create such weapons of destructions, he was a man who stood up for what he believed in even back then… But… The US army took no heed in this, and some of the corrupt members used their power in order to kidnap his family, his wife and kids that is, and threatened Runouw to work on the project.”
“But what is the project? Creation of new bioweapons?”
“Yes and no. The virtual reality simulator created real life objects in a controlled space. This meant that any object could be used as realistically as the real form of it, as long as the object stayed in the controlled space. But… What you witnessed was the second part of Runouw’s project. The one that he was forced to work on.
“Using the human as the seed, Runouw developed something called the growth pod. While in this growth pod, members are put into a slumber, in which their body slowly turns into something more or less along the lines of what you saw in the database.”
“Wait…,” Volcove stared at 11 in disbelief. “Are you telling me… That the people who are in the VAG building right now… They are being turned into… Those… Those things?!”
11 turned to Volcove and nodded slowly. “The US government used Runouw in order to create biological superweapons, and the easiest most efficient way was to use humans themselves as natural resources. I wouldn’t be surprised if they started to implement this into the army themselves…”
“So what do you want us to do about it?” Krazy stood up and looked down at 11.
“You are one of the best hackers in the world. We need you to steal the information from the database and erase it from their computer. This may not obliterate the entire operation, but it will be a setback for them.” 11 also stood up and motioned for them to continue.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Krazy spread her arms in a gesture of confusion. “How do we know you’re telling the truth? Sounds kind of shifty to me, I mean, you not telling us anything about who your working for or anything.”
11 again stood their quietly. He held something out to give to Krazy, it was a small red square disc. There was a small insignia printed on the disc, but Volcove couldn’t make it out. “This is what you’ll store the information on.”
Krazy gasped and stared at the disc, grabbing hold of it. “This is… This can’t be…” She grabbed it lightly and fell to her knees in what appeared to be shock. Volcove quickly was by her side, grabbing onto her shoulder.
“What is it?” Volcove asked, but all Krazy did was shake her head. She breathed deeply and stood up.
“Okay, fine. I’ll do it. I’ll help you hack into Runouw’s database.”
They walked for further into the tunnel, it narrowed a bit again and was heading uphill now. Volcove was whispering to Krazy.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Volcove said as he walked behind Krazy, who had been in deep thought for the entire time they had been walking uphill.
“I’ll ask you an age long question. Do you trust me?” Krazy whispered back. Volcove hesitated for a moment, thinking about the question. Then he nodded to himself.
“Yes. I trust you.”
She nodded, and they continued on in silence.
When finally, they saw light at the end of the tunnel, 11 started to slow his pace. “Careful,” he said. “They usually have patrol bots around this area.”
The two nodded and pulled out their handguns, while 11 unsheathed his long katana. They slowly crept to the entrance, and when they finally neared it, they hugged the wall. “I’ll go out first, you two follow when I give the OK.” He quickly moved out into the sunlight then moved around the corner and out of sight. Not moments later, he came back and nodded, gesturing for them that it was safe.
The brilliant sunlight caught them off-guard, they had been in the darkness for so long. The entrance was shrouded with vines, very difficult to see unless you were staring right at it. It was inside of a hill, only a fair hundred yards from the wall that divided Runouw.com with the rest of the world.
“The VAGs building isn’t far from here. We just need to get inside… You guys able to climb?” The two nodded and he pulled out a grappling hook. With a smooth toss, the hook latched onto the other side of the wall, and they quickly climbed over it.
“I’m surprised nobody watched over the walls.” Volcove leaped and landed on the other side of the wall on soft grass. They were in a park area of one of the designing buildings, one that wasn’t visited often.
“The walls were made just to keep spambots out, since they couldn’t climb. Anyways, unless you register, you can’t enter any of the buildings anyways, so there’s no true point to hop over the walls…,” 11 explained as he pulled the grappling hook down and ran over to the edge of the building to get a look around the corner.
“Unless you’re breaking into things,” Krazy said with a smile. They ran to catch up with 11, who had started running off without them. “The VAG building should be… Damn!” All of them ran to a nearby alley, which seemed to go straight across to another street. They heard a crowd of people walking down the streets, following one person who was leading them all.
“Guys! Guys! Calm down! I can’t give a tour with all of you guys yelling!” Mr_Saxman shook his head in disapproval as he guided a group of new members over to the Other Games section of the city. “These are the old games that were works of Runouw.” He pointed around the place, showing and describing each building. “They aren’t as heavily populated now, but they do have some great things. Go out and enjoy!” The new members ran off and started exploring at their own rate.
11, Krazy, and Volcove stood pressed against the shadows in the alley, watching as Mr. Saxman sighed and stretched from tiredness. He got a drink from a vendor machine and started walking over to the alley.
“We should get out of here,” Krazy whispered to 11, who was listening to Mr_Saxman’s footsteps. They hid behind a dumpster that was in the alley, all stacked up behind it. “I don’t think it would be best to be seen by anyone. Especially not a Level Mod like Mr_Saxman.”
11 was about to agree, but then hesitated for a minute. “Wait… Mr_Saxman?” he said it loud enough that the words echoed through the ally. Mr_Saxman instantly responded and jerked towards where the sound was coming from.
“Who’s there?” he said suspiciously. Krazy was furious at 11, but Volcove noticed something. 11 seemed like he knew what he was doing. Before he could ask, 11 quickly stood up and came out of cover, which shocked Mr. Saxman.
“You!” He pointed in surprise. Then he looked bewildered as Volcove and Krazy stood up. “What are you doing here with them?”
“No time for that, we need to get the VAG building.” Mr_Saxman stood in silence for a moment and then nodded.
“Go around the SM63 building. It’s… It’s empty now, and it’ll take you right behind the VAG building." Mr_Saxman turned around. “I didn’t see any of you guys, now go, quickly.” They ran off quickly, with Krazy giving one last thanks to Mr. Saxman before running off.
“What was that all about?” Krazy asked 11, who shook his head and didn’t say anything. They quickly ran to the SM63 building and went behind the entrance. The enormous building stretched quite far, and eventually, they started walking in order to keep energy. As they neared the end of the building, they saw the high chainlink fence that marked the edge of the VAG building.
“Come, quick,” 11 said, running off quickly and throwing the grappling hook at the wall. It easily caught onto the chain, and 11 gestured for the two to quickly climb up. The area around the VAGs building was still completely empty. It seemed as if there was no guards around the area still, despite their predictions before.
Wasting no time, they were at the back entrance in a flash, but this time, instead of an unlocked door, they found a hand scan lock. “What are we going to do about that?” Krazy looked at it carefully, making sure not to touch it. A wrong scan may set off an alarm. She was about to test one of the many buttons below the scanned when 11 walked forward and gestured for Krazy to move away.
“There’s always an easy way, and a hard way.” He said and brandished his katana. With one well placed slice, the metal door cut in half like butter. He kicked the door with force and the door fell off its hinges.
“Well there’s always that way.” Krazy rolled her eyes and ran through the hall, her gun ready at any moment. Volcove followed her, but 11 stayed back at the entrance.
“The alarm will set off. Don’t take too much time. I’ll cover the entrance, you guys do what you need to and quickly.” They nodded and ran to the door marked Observer Door.
Busting it open, Krazy pointed her gun and saw a figure making her yell out “Freeze!”
There was one guard that was standing over the monitors, and nobody else in the room. Volcove covered the door as Krazy had her gun pointed at the guard. The guard had his hands up, with a battle rifle slung across him. “Volcove, watch him.” Volcove quickly grabbed hold of the guard and disarmed the battle rifle he had been holding. Krazy started getting to work on the enormous observer screen.
“Done!” She said with a smile. It had only taken sheer seconds for Krazy to finish, and she quickly hopped out of the chair and grabbed the disc. “What do we do with this guy?” She looked at the guard.
Volcove looked at Krazy, then back at the guard, then back at Krazy. With one move, he used the butt of the handgun and knocked the guard out unconscious. “One guard?” He said in disbelief. Then he realized something. The back of his hand was beeping red with one word.
ALERT. REINFORCEMENTS ARRIVED.
“That’s not good.” Krazy and Volcove quickly ran off and went down the hallways to the back exit. They saw 11 with is sword out, but standing in a defensive position. They ran out but stopped as soon as they were out in the open.
The three of them were surrounded by more than a dozen armed guards, masked, dressed in white, with a blue R on the back of their uniforms.
“Well well, looks like the rats have returned.” A very broad and tall man in a green US Army suit stood in front of all the guards, facing 11. He had dozens of stars and piercing eyes that stared into them. “And what business do you have to come here again? Krazy? Volcove?”
They looked at each other in confusion. They had never met this man before, although his voice was familiar. Krazy was in thinking about this until the man walked calmly up to 11, who still had his sword out. As the US man got closer, 11 pointed his sword right at the man’s heart, in an obvious movement to not come closer. This movement caused all the guards to point their guns and ready them.
“I’ve never seen your face before… Who… Are you?” the man said with a glare at the blind warrior. 11 kept in silence, not moving his sword an inch. The blade was only a centimeter from the man’s chest, and a single move could pierce the man’s heart easily. “Well… I can’t allow any of you to escape again…” the man backed up and pointed a revolver at 11’s head, not wasting a second as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight towards 11.
With lightning fast movement that neither Krazy nor Volcove could see, 11 deflected the bullet with his blade, then pulled out a pellet and smashed it on the ground. A great waft of smoke streamed out of the pellet, and Krazy and Volcove were literally dragged by 11, his extraordinary strength and speed pulling them out of the smoke, through the coughing guards, and out of sight before the guards or the Colonel could figure out what happened.
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by nin10mode » March 9th, 2011, 3:45 pm
Teleporting is only cheap when someone OTHER than four uses it. :B
Nice to see this is still in progress!
Nice to see this is still in progress!
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by MessengerOfDreams » March 9th, 2011, 4:13 pm
Yay! Runouw.com Hunger Games is back! And now I can't stop comparing. xD Anyway, tis good, very good. (not as good as hunger games though)
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My latest story, and one of my personal favorites. A girl bound in silence finds the words to say to her prospective girlfriend as they visit her religious father in a dusty town on the edge of Kansas, where the crows' migration south brings forth anchored memories, the path to resolution, and a new start.
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why do I write so much about dancing you don't dance you've never danced in your entire life
lying little ♥♥♥♥ with your ♥♥♥♥ story ♥♥♥♥ you
also Diddy/Lucina <3
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Because the world needed a Samus/Dedede story
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Just wanted to write and ♥♥♥♥ like this happens, you'd think I'd know better.
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It's a dance that's been a long time coming for a brand new man and an unchanging woman, but once one takes the plunge there's no falling back up.
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by AlucardX60 » March 10th, 2011, 8:23 am
First things first. GO DESTRUCTORS!!!! Though I kinda wish I was a energy knight cuz there weapons suit my usual fighting style better. (I never get a sword 
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Now I shall attempt to review each individual topic in a few words as possible... mainly cuz I'm lazy.
Prologue
Oh yay new game.
Epic
Ch.1
Who the heck is talking there at the beginning... Oh I C wut U dun dar.
Epic Just, epic
Ch.2
BEWARE THE SNIPERS! THEY'LL TROLL YOU MAN!!!
Still epic
Ch.3
*puts on glasses* *uses robotic voice* "You have been terminated." *walk away slowly*
Epic
Ch.4
OMGWTFBBQ I BEH DEAD!!!
Though it was a epic death I bet.
Ch.5
Woah dude you made yourself kinda badass.
Another epic chapter.
Ch.6
TROLLER ALERT!
And BTW DIE ZOMBIE DIE!!!
Still epic.
Alright I think I should stop here as I would only say that the other chapters were epic and not even put a extra tidbit liek the others.
)Now I shall attempt to review each individual topic in a few words as possible... mainly cuz I'm lazy.
Prologue
Oh yay new game.
Epic
Ch.1
Who the heck is talking there at the beginning... Oh I C wut U dun dar.
Epic Just, epic
Ch.2
BEWARE THE SNIPERS! THEY'LL TROLL YOU MAN!!!
Still epic
Ch.3
*puts on glasses* *uses robotic voice* "You have been terminated." *walk away slowly*
Epic
Ch.4
OMGWTFBBQ I BEH DEAD!!!
Though it was a epic death I bet.
Ch.5
Woah dude you made yourself kinda badass.
Another epic chapter.
Ch.6
TROLLER ALERT!
And BTW DIE ZOMBIE DIE!!!
Still epic.
Alright I think I should stop here as I would only say that the other chapters were epic and not even put a extra tidbit liek the others.
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by MICrophone » March 10th, 2011, 9:47 am
Welcome back sir. Nice to see this old ditty up and running again. With such a long break between chapters and no time to reread everything it's a bit difficult to recollect who everybody is…maybe one of your old charts would help laying out the team members and their statuses? But in any case, another solid chapter which I enjoyed. Looking forward to more.
Oh, and GO DESTRUCTORS!
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Re: VAGs: Civil Destruction θImpulseθ
by Zunar » March 10th, 2011, 12:01 pm
Question Rem. Did you have any plans for people to change teams?
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